"Poison gas bomb!"
When the first bomb exploded, Guo Zixu shouted at the top of his lungs,""Put on the gas masks immediately. The Japanese have released poison gas bombs!”
Most of them were veterans who had fought against the Japanese for a few months. They naturally understood the power of the poison gas bomb. It was a kind of thing with a sulfur smell, and it was a bit irritating to the mouth and throat.
Once they were invaded by the poisonous gas bomb, their skin would immediately form red blisters, which would quickly cause skin erosion and necrosis. Many of the brothers who lacked gas masks scratched their faces with their hands. The tragic scene was simply unbearable.
Therefore, when Guo Zixu led the suicide squad to wipe out a squadron of Japanese soldiers in a hand-to-hand battle, he had already predicted that the Japanese would definitely use poison gas bombs. He had ordered the troops to prepare the gas masks in advance, and now it came in handy.
In the adjacent garrison positions, the brothers of the 547th and 548th regiments were not so lucky. Most of the soldiers who were participating in the frontline attack were harmed by the gas bombs. They did not even have the strength to climb over the gas masks stored dozens of meters away. They rolled into the trenches and held their faces in pain. They were foaming at the mouth and died on the spot.
"Battalion Commander, let's retreat. It's still not too late to let the 548th Regiment and the 548th Regiment cover our retreat.”
When the Japanese used the poison gas bomb, Li Fugui's determination before the war was somewhat shaken. He once again proposed to Guo Zixu to retreat.
"Retreat? Li Fugui, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Now Takeuchi Renzo's bayonet is on my nose. If you want me to retreat, our brothers from the other two regiments will be finished.”
Around the bunker, there were several antennae. They were dedicated antennae for high-power radio stations. If he guessed correctly, Takeuchi Ryozo's headquarters was there.
Shen Dalang, the platoon leader of the artillery platoon, also heard Guo Zixu's words and immediately asked,""Battalion Commander, there's no need for our brothers to risk their lives to charge. Let my cannon fire. I guarantee that we'll take out Takeuchi's command center in three shots.”
Guo Zixu raised his hand and slapped Shen Dalang's gas mask. He said unhappily,""Shen Dalang, stop bragging. Takeuchi's command center is a blind spot. Don't alert the enemy.”
"Listen to my orders, prepare to attack!"
The guards in military exoskeletons stood at the front again, acting as the vanguard of the charge.
At this moment, Guo Zixu raised a handful of dust in his hand and it was blown away by the wind.
Guo Zixu jumped out of the trench and shouted,"
"War for the country!"
"Cowards die!"
"Brothers of the special forces battalion, charge with me and kill the devils!”
"Charge! Kill the Japanese!"
The shouts of the 118 warriors exploded with an earth-shattering momentum. The fearless figures faced the Japanese's flood of steel like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the heart of the Takeuchi United Team.
Takeuchi Renzo was pacing back and forth in the command room of the Takeuchi United Command. A group of staff officers were holding binoculars and closely watching the battlefield, assessing the impact of the poison gas bomb on the Chinese position.
Suddenly, a group of Chinese soldiers wearing gas masks rushed out of the bright yellow gas bomb fog and rushed towards the regiment's position without hesitation.
Nanny?
What are these Chinese people trying to do? Are they crazy?
"Commander, the Chinese people seem to have gone crazy. They actually launched a counter-charge at our position?”An assistant immediately reported to Takeuchi Renzo.
"What is it? Are the Chinese charging?"
Takeuchi Renzo could not believe it. He immediately rushed to the observation point and snatched the binoculars of an assistant officer. As expected, he saw the charging team of the Chinese people.
Even though they were all wearing thick gas masks, Takeuchi Renzo recognized them at a glance as the troops that had charged at Saitou Squadron in the afternoon.
"Foolish, ignorant, and overconfident Chinese people, how dare you launch a counterattack against our Takeuchi United with such a small force. Pass on my order, the frontline attack force will immediately enter level one combat preparation.”
After consecutively losing a squadron of infantry and a squadron of heavy artillery, Takeuchi Renzo did not dare to be arrogant anymore. He even lost his samurai spirit. He was afraid that the Chinese army in front of him was brewing a bigger conspiracy, so he decisively gave the order to fire.
At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew across the battlefield, blowing the poisonous gas that was originally shrouding the national army's position into the Japanese's position in the east.
In ancient times, Zhuge Liang's straw boat borrowed arrows to wait for the east wind. Today, Guo Zixu also cleverly borrowed the west wind over Zhabei to send the Japanese's poison gas bombs back to them.
When the corrosive mustard gas was blown into the Japanese camp by the west wind, it immediately caused a commotion.
The Japanese's frontline troops were not equipped with gas masks on a large scale. This was because the Japanese army in the Eastern Battlefield did not have large-scale biochemical weapons. The few Japanese who were equipped with gas masks did not carry them with them. Instead, they were stored in the military supplies department.
Therefore, when the poisonous gas descended, the Japanese were also at a loss.
Some people covered their mouths and noses and rushed to the military supplies office in a hurry. Some people hurriedly untied their belts and peed on white towels because mustard gas would break down into non-toxic gas when it came into contact with water. Some people who could not pee actually snatched towels that others had peed on. More Japanese people rolled on the ground, scratching their noses and faces, foaming at the mouth, and finally fell under the poison gas bombs fired by their own people.
On the defensive position, after the poison gas dissipated, the brothers of the 547th and 548th regiments saw the brothers of the special forces battalion launch a counterattack against the Japanese. They could not help but feel touched.
Originally, the brigade's order was for the two regiments to take turns to cover the retreat of the brothers of the Special Agent Battalion. However, when their position was attacked by the Japanese's poison gas bombs, the brothers of the Special Agent Battalion did not abandon them and run away alone. Instead, they took the initiative to launch a counterattack so that they would not be completely wiped out by the Japanese's assault team.
"Brothers, the brothers of the Special Agent Battalion are all good. The men of our 547th Regiment are not cowards either. F * ck, let's fight it out with the Japanese!”
"Brothers, charge!"
"Charge!"
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