I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

When the team moved to 200 meters away from the ammunition tent, Chen Feng raised his hand to stop the team and ordered the team members to take their positions and start the action. Twenty submachine gunners quietly crawled forward 100 meters, aiming their submachine guns at the military tents.

Chen Feng led eight people to the ammunition tent. There was a crooked handlebar machine gun on the south side of the tent. Two Japanese soldiers were talking quietly. Chen Feng did not rush to attack. He carefully analyzed the possible hiding places of the Japanese sentries. If he were a sentry, where would he hide? The tent! Yes, the outside was in full view. There was no place safer than the tent. Chen Feng made a gesture and asked the others to deal with the machine gunners. He avoided the sight of the two machine gunners and went to the tent.

The machine gunner was only thirty meters away from the tent. Chen Feng crawled forward with his hands low, controlling himself not to make any sound. He got close to the tent. Chen Feng lay very low and listened carefully to the sounds in the tent. He guessed right. There was someone inside. The breathing sound was in the northwest corner of the tent. It should be the trench of the Sichuan Army on guard. From the direction of the sentry's alert, Chen Feng concluded with a high probability that the news of his team leaving the city had not been leaked.

Knowing that the sentry should have his back to him, Chen Feng quietly lifted a corner of the tent and observed the layout inside. It was darker inside the tent than outside. Chen Feng closed his eyes and adjusted for ten seconds before looking inside through the gap. He couldn't see the sentry at all. He was blocked by a tall box. Just as he was about to open the tent door and get in, he suddenly saw a black shadow. It was a close call. He met an expert who had even carefully installed insurance at the door. However, this was an ammunition warehouse, so it was definitely not a tripwire. It was probably just a bell. Seeing the thin wire 50 centimeters from the ground, no matter who broke in, It would definitely trip his legs, so Chen Feng lifted a corner of the tent and used his head to block the faint light outside to prevent the Japanese sentry from noticing. Holding two nails in his hands, he slowly crawled inside. It took him more than 30 seconds to get his whole body into the tent. He did not rush to get up and listened carefully to the other party's breathing. After a minute, he found that the other party's breathing rhythm had not changed at all. He should not have noticed him. He gently got up and looked inside along the corner of the box. A dark shadow was lying on the box inside, observing the direction of the Sichuan Army's trenches to the north through the two holes in the tent.

Chen Feng did not act in a hurry. He carefully observed the route to the sentry to prevent any trip devices. After confirming that it was safe, he gently pulled out the Nepalese army knife and slowly moved to the side of the sentry. While the sentry was paying attention outside the tent, he stabbed the sentry in the back with a knife, and covered the sentry's mouth with his other hand in a flash. The sentry felt a sharp pain in his back, and he straightened his body and raised his head. He wanted to shout, but his mouth was tightly covered. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Chen Feng pulled out the saber that was inserted into the sentry's waist and cut the sentry's neck. After making sure that the sentry was dead, he loosened his hand that was covering his mouth, gently moved the sentry off the box, and lay down to check. There were two egg-sized holes in the tent, about the distance between two eyes. From this position, one could just see two heavy machine guns facing the Sichuan Army's defense line. Four machine gunners were hiding in the sandbags, observing the Sichuan Army's positions through the gaps in the sandbags. This group of devils was not ordinary. They must be veterans from the battlefield, and they were very alert.

Chen Feng came to the door of the tent and saw that the commandos outside had already dealt with the two machine gunners on the south side. He signaled a few people to come over and arranged three people to deal with the two machine gunners on the east side. He took five people to deal with the machine gunner on the north side. They all attacked from behind and everything went very smoothly. The Japanese were a little careless. There was still a small team defending in the afternoon, but only one squad was left at night. However, their defense was really good, and it was really difficult for ordinary people to sneak in.

The assault troopers were summoned and ordered to guard the military camp. Chen Feng asked Wu Tianxiang to contact the Sichuan Army, and he called out seven elite team members who could operate machine guns and asked them to hand over the submachine guns to the commandos. The eight people, two each, held a machine gun and also aimed in the direction of the tent.

Wu Tianxiang walked 500 meters to the east, whispering that his people had entered the Sichuan Army's position. If it weren't for his Sichuan dialect, he would have been almost killed by the soldiers in the trench. The company commander in charge of the first line of defense under the city wall could never have dreamed that Wu Tianxiang would come from outside and kept asking them to move ammunition. The company commander was very cautious. Although he knew that Wu Tianxiang was the guard platoon leader of the division headquarters, he did not completely believe it. He asked the deputy company commander to take over the command, and he took a squad of troops with Wu Tianxiang to check the situation.

He quietly came to the ammunition tent and saw a group of people lying on the ground in the west, facing the direction of the Japanese army camp. Then he realized that he was not dreaming. He ordered his men to carry the boxes and go back to call for help. Only twenty people were left in the entire defense company to be on guard, and the rest joined the transporting army. After more than half an hour, the two tents were empty.

Chen Feng calculated the forces in his hands and prepared to attack the Japanese in the military camp. There were more than a thousand people in a battalion, all huddled in tents covering an area of ​​seven or eight acres. There were already two heavy machine guns on the east side. As long as he could take down the two on the north side, four heavy machine guns, two Type 99 light machine guns, and twenty submachine guns would be enough to give the Japanese a hard time. The key depended on whether the heavy machine gun position on the north side could be taken down smoothly. He asked Wu Tianxiang to go in and pass on the order. The Lone Wolf Commando would launch an attack on the Japanese military camp. They were told not to shoot at will. If the heavy machine gun position was taken down here, once they opened fire on the Japanese military camp, all the soldiers on the first line of defense at the north gate could charge at the Japanese military camp, and their voices must be loud.

After everything was arranged, Chen Feng led the commandos to start crawling again. The Japanese military camp and the heavy machine gun position were separated by about a hundred meters. Chen Feng and his team members took the middle route, with two elite team members' machine gunners following them thirty meters behind. Halfway through the crawl, Chen Feng was surprised to find that the Japanese had not taken away the four indirect fire cannons, but were still placed on the open space between the heavy machine gun position and the military camp. They also thoughtfully prepared two boxes of mortar shells.

The search went very smoothly. There were two sand forts, two Type 92 heavy machine guns, and four Japanese soldiers. Until their death, they never expected that someone would come out from the direction of the military camp and kill them.

Chen Feng redeployed the troops. The machine gun positions remained unchanged. Two mortars were deployed on the east and north sides respectively. Once the shooting started on the east side, the company carrying the boxes was ordered to shout and charge. They just had to lie on the ground and shout. They didn't have to really charge. The Sichuan Army on the north gate defense line also came out and shouted from behind the machine gun positions.

Everything was ready. Chen Feng and the eastern commander Zhang Liang checked their watches and agreed to launch the attack at 2 a.m.

At exactly two o'clock, the Japs were sleeping soundly, even the excited Shoji Fukeda had fallen asleep. Suddenly, gunshots rang out, followed by artillery shells hitting the ground, and then a deafening charge. The military camp was instantly in chaos, and the Japs were stunned for dozens of seconds, suffering countless casualties. When they reacted, they found rifles to fight back, but there was no command and the situation was in chaos. There were gunshots everywhere, as well as the sounds of their own heavy machine guns and Type 99 rifles. They had no way of determining the direction.

The position at the north gate had already notified Wang Mingzhang by phone. At this time, he and his subordinates were observing from the city wall. The rattle of heavy machine guns, the whoosh of mortar shells, the clang of Type 99 rifles, and the rattle of submachine guns formed a beautiful movement, mercilessly slaughtering the Japs like headless flies. When the mortar shells were used up, and the bullets on the machine gun position were also used up, Chen Feng ordered the Sichuan Army soldiers to blow the charge. There were few people left standing in the Japs camp. Except for a few who fled to the southwest, the rest were either dead or injured. Chen Feng ordered the commandos to stop the charge, and the troops on the east side and the south gate The Sichuan Army rushed forward and were looking for survivors to finish off the enemies. Fukeda Masaji was hit in the thigh by a heavy machine gun bullet, which made a big hole. He was holding his command knife, debating whether to commit suicide, when a passing Sichuan Army soldier chopped off his head and kicked him away. He drew his command knife and continued to look for survivors to finish off. The commandos were no longer needed to take care of the rest, as the Japs might have discovered the situation and encircled him from the east and west gates, and they might be on their way. The commandos were ordered to assemble and take nothing except what they brought with them. The forty-man team reacted very quickly and left the battlefield quickly.