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

Chapter 233 Let Everyone Get Some Sleep

When the cavalry rushed into the position, it could be declared that the 114th Division was destroyed. The panicked remaining infantry faced the cavalry and had no room for resistance. The cavalry rushed all the way to the foot of Mount Mengshan, then turned their horses around and began to maneuver. In just half an hour, they penetrated the formation six times. They were gone, all gone. No one was resisting, no one was standing, and no one was screaming.

The cavalry regiment left the battlefield from the position they came in. The three commanders of the New Fourth Division ordered their troops to advance. All the Japanese soldiers had to reload their guns. The New Fourth Division was now rich and powerful and did not care about the bullets at all. Sure enough, many Japanese soldiers pretended to be dead. Seeing that there was no chance for a sneak attack, some of them hugged their heads and some detonated grenades.

Another half an hour later, the position was cleared, and Chen Feng and Shen Honglie also reunited. The first thing Shen Honglie saw was the Japanese soldier in Chen Feng's hand. Lieutenant General? Numata Tokushige? He hadn't escaped. Lieutenant General's words were no one else's:

"Brother, it's a big fish! It wasn't killed by the explosion or beating."

"Brother Shen, he was lucky. He was pinned down by seven or eight Japanese soldiers. The one on top was almost blown to pieces, but this old Japanese soldier was unscathed. He was nearly crushed to death, but luckily he was pulled out in time.

Numata Norishige was being held by the belt by Chen Feng, dancing in the air and chattering away.

Chen Feng threw him to the ground with great force, splashing up a cloud of dust:

"Brother Shen, this old devil wants me to abide by the Geneva Convention."

"Brother Lengqiang, don't be soft-hearted. This old devil's hands are full of the blood of our compatriots. If you don't want to kill him, you can leave it to me. Even if Chongqing wants him alive, I will never let him see tomorrow's sunrise."

Don't worry, Brother Shen, everything has been prepared for him. I didn't expect that this old devil was so tough. There is a brother in the mountain who used to be in the stick-stick department and has some knowledge of lingchi. Although he can't do thousands of cuts, he is confident that he can survive a few hundred cuts.

"Report to the Commander-in-Chief, all positions have been cleared, please give instructions."

"Clean up the battlefield, move all usable items to Mengshan, and bury all the bodies. When you are done, leave one cavalry company to me, and the rest of you should withdraw to Menglianggu before dawn to prevent retaliatory bombing by the Japanese."

"Yes, I will ensure that the task is completed!"

"Brother Shen, this is not appropriate. You also have expenses."

"Brother, don't be polite to me. We have been running all night and only used up some bullets and chopped some sabers. We are too embarrassed to share the spoils. Besides, with such great military exploits, at least your name should be mentioned! Just wait and see! The reward will not be small."

Seeing that Chen Feng still wanted to persuade him, Shen Honglie explained:

"Brother, even though you have destroyed a division here, the bombings have been almost complete. Your spoils may not be as much as mine. Don't forget, I have seized the ammunition and supplies of an entire regiment and half of the mountain artillery battalion."

"Okay, then let's go up the mountain and rest. We will send a telegram tomorrow morning to broadcast the scene of the lingchi death live."

Shen Honglie didn't understand what live streaming meant:

"Brother, why don't you send a telegram now to make everyone happy."

"Forget it, big brother, let everyone have a good sleep, a few hours won't matter."

"Okay, I'll listen to you brother. I won't leave. Please arrange a place for me to stay and food. I'm starving after watching a whole night of theater."

Numata Norishige was tied up like a dumpling and carried up to Mengshan on a warhorse. The old Japanese was very energetic and kept spitting out venom from his mouth. Chen Feng, who was talking and laughing with Shen Honglie in front, suddenly stopped and stared at Numata Norishige on the warhorse.

"Brother Cold Gun, what's wrong?"

"This old Japanese soldier was going to Pingyi County to arrest people tomorrow. He was going to send two thousand Japanese soldiers and two thousand civilians to attack the mountain. Fortunately, we surrounded and annihilated them in time! Otherwise, Pingyi City would be finished."

Shen Honglie was filled with righteous indignation and suddenly reached for the Browning at his waist.

"Brother Shen, don't be impulsive. We can't let him off so easily. He must be tortured to death. I still need to do some work."

Shen Honglie then put the holster back on:

"Brother is right. We can't let him die too easily. These beasts, I really want to chop off a few thousand Japanese heads and build a Jingguan."

Li Yunyan and Song Zihan were already waiting for Chen Feng. Both of them were now in tears with little stars in their eyes. It was too shocking and too powerful. The two of them lay in the tunnel and witnessed the entire battle below the mountain. Their hearts were trembling with shock from the annihilation war. Although the two of them had the right to report the war situation to Chongqing at any time, they tacitly gave up this right and waited for Chen Feng to come back to apply. The two beautiful girls, especially Song Zihan, now have a heartfelt respect for Chen Feng.

Li Yunyan was so busy that stars appeared in her eyes. Song Zihan was the first to react:

"Captain, do you want to send a telegram to Chongqing to report the results of the battle?"

"Sister Zi Han, don't be anxious. Wait until dawn and let them sleep for a while. It's not appropriate to wake them all up at this time! I will make clear arrangements at dawn, and you can report however you want. Is that okay?"

"Captain, Song Zihan will follow all instructions."

Li Yunyan also reacted. Seeing Shen Honglie staring at her, she blushed for her own infatuation. Looking at the devils carried by the warhorse, she asked Chen Feng:

"Brother Lengqiang, what is this?"

"The commander of the 114th Division of the Japanese Army, the executioner, the butcher, the main creator of the Nanjing Massacre, will be tortured to death at dawn."

Li Yunyan and Song Zihan shuddered when they heard the word "Ling Chi", but hatred flashed in their eyes. Li Yunyan bit her teeth and tried to calm herself down:

"Captain, I would like to apply for viewing."

Song Zihan looked a little pale, but she tried to control herself:

"Captain, I also want to apply to watch."

"Just watch it, anyone can watch it, but try not to eat breakfast."

At the foot of the mountain, Shen Honglie asked Chen Feng to arrange food and a place to sleep, but he no longer felt sleepy when he got to the top of the mountain. He just wanted to drink and chat. He destroyed a regiment by himself, and cooperated with the Yimeng guerrillas to destroy more than half of a division, including the butcher division that committed the Nanjing Massacre. He became rich, this time he became rich. Not to mention the fame he would get, the reward from Chongqing alone would not be less than 200,000 yuan.

In the cave meeting room, the two were waiting for the food and drinks, and were excitedly discussing tonight's battle:

"Brother, I still don't understand what those explosions that were like giant dragons flipping over are. Can you tell me about it?"

"There is no secret. We determine the location of the Japanese camp and the location of the artillery positions in advance, set up a blasting formation with explosive packs, and when the time is right, we bombard the pile of dry firewood containing the fuse. Once the fuse is ignited, we will be considered a success."

"It's that simple"?

"It's not easy. It's a very complicated matter. First of all, you have to make the correct prediction, and then arrange the explosives and fuse reasonably so that the explosion can exert the maximum power. In addition, the most important thing is to ensure that the fuse is ignited and let it burn underground so that you don't suffocate from lack of oxygen."

Shen Honglie's scalp tingled when he heard this:

"Forget it, stop talking. I don't understand. Have they ever learned self-respect?"

"They have learned simple blasting, so this kind of complicated situation is still a little too advanced for them."

"Okay, let them study it slowly. It's really exciting. I will give them some homemade plane rides in the future."