Fighters in the sky were still harassing the main position of the Third Division from time to time, but Li Jie arranged the anti-aircraft artillery positions in an orderly manner, so the little Japanese did not have much chance.

The entire anti-aircraft shooting range covers almost the main position and most of the artillery positions. No matter which direction they come from, they will be strafed by at least two anti-aircraft guns and several heavy machine guns.

Each Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft gun group carried one and a half, a full 300 rounds of artillery shells, and countless heavy machine gun bullets. Liao Mingyu had made sufficient preparations before the war, which was enough to cope with a high-intensity battle.

Under this hedgehog-like air defense system, only a few Japanese pilots dared to break through the fire blockade with their excellent flying skills, quickly dropped bombs under the wings and hurriedly lifted up to escape.

Other fighter planes only dared to hover at high altitudes, shoot a wave of bullets from a far distance below and then quickly evade, or they climbed upward beyond the range of the opponent's anti-aircraft guns and dropped bombs directly from high altitude.

If the shot is not accurate, just let it happen. Anyway, this is the safest way.

So far, 6 Japanese fighter planes have been shot down, but the air defense battalion has also paid a corresponding price. 4 anti-aircraft guns have been destroyed, more than 200 soldiers have been killed on the position, and even the artillery battalion has lost 5 guns.

Concealed 75-meter mountain artillery and dozens of artillerymen.

Smoke billowed, blackened craters and burning wreckage abounded, but the fierce battle continued...

The offensive team of the 55th Wing advanced to a place 1 kilometer away from the main position and stopped. Here they began to dig trenches and build defensive positions.

Due to the air threat, the artillery battalion of the Third Division had to move and hide its artillery to avoid being destroyed one by one by enemy planes. However, this also caused the originally evenly matched artillery battle to lose the participation of one party, and the little devils could attack the enemy without any scruples.

Fire artillery from the main position to provide cover for the attacking troops.

Taking advantage of this wave of cover, the seven 92-inch infantry guns in the regiment quickly deployed and lay down among the low shrubs. It was difficult to spot them from a distance.

"気をつけろ, you all should be careful."

"Ha Ya Ku!"

The Lieutenant Colonel ordered his soldiers with a serious expression. Everyone put on a gas mask on their head, and then boxes with skulls painted on them were delivered to them one by one.

Under the guidance of the biochemical personnel, the artillerymen quickly stuffed the poison gas bombs into the gun barrels. Following the officers' shouts, all the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the enemy's positions.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Seven infantry cannons opened fire at the same time, firing more than 300 poison gas bombs in just ten minutes. The height 233 and the left wing position were instantly filled with a lot of yellow-green smoke.

This time the little devils were ruthless enough and used all the money they had at the bottom of the box. In addition to mustard gas, they also used various biochemical bombs such as systemic poisonous phosgene bombs and asphyxiating chlorine gas.

"Ahem..."

"Ah! Gu... vomit!"

"Put on your gas mask!"

The soldiers on the front line took off the gas masks from their waists and put them on their faces. The coverage of the gas bombs was very wide and the density was extremely high. Anyone who moved even half a beat slower would be dead. Countless people were foaming at the mouth after being poisoned.

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Although every soldier in the three main regiments is equipped with a gas mask, there are still some careless soldiers who lost their lives in this wave of attacks, especially in places covered by mustard gas. Even if there is a gas mask, it will not work as long as the skin is exposed.

The poisonous gas will cause erosion, redness and swelling in an instant, making the poisoned person itchy and miserable.

The soldiers had to stay away from the range of mustard gas. Fortunately, except for this corrosive gas, other types of chemical agents could be isolated by gas masks.

"Don't panic, put on your gas mask and wrap your neck with a towel first. Officers, please hold the line for me! If I don't retreat, you all have to stay here for me!"

The situation became extremely serious and there was some chaos in the troops. Chen Jize personally came to the front line to stabilize the morale of the troops:

"Lao Hong, arrange for people to carry the wounded down. The other soldiers should prepare for battle. The Japanese are likely to take the opportunity to launch an attack. Where is Li Jie?"

"Li Jie's... boy just choked on poison gas, and now... he has been sent down." Hong Mu walked over with a gun and said slightly weakly. No one could see his expression under the gas mask.

Just now, a chemical bomb exploded in an anti-aircraft artillery team where Li Jie was working. They had no time to react and were enveloped in poisonous gas on the spot.

Fortunately, a group of infantrymen not far away found them in time and rescued them. Fortunately, the chemical bomb was not mustard gas, otherwise it would be difficult for even gods to save them.

"Captain, why don't we retreat a little further? Many of the brothers in front have been burned by mustard gas and are rolling on the ground in pain." A battalion commander ran over and said with difficulty.

The terrifying burst of mustard gas caused great damage in a crowded place. Even if they wore gas masks, many soldiers' skins were burned to a deformed appearance, and other companions were all frightened when they saw it.

Chen Jize couldn't bear it. Indeed, as he said, there were many soldiers on the front line who were in the center of the poisonous fog. Their only protection was gas masks, which could protect against phosgene but not the pervasive corrosion of mustard gas.

"The troops must not be withdrawn! The little Japs will definitely pounce on us if we withdraw. The wind is blowing southerly now, otherwise the poisonous gas will disperse. Brothers, please hold on!" Before Chen Jize could say anything, Hong Mu said on the spot.

Rejected.

"But the deputy captain..."

"If you f**king undermine the morale of the army again, I will kill you!"

Hong Mu shouted loudly, taking off the gas mask on his head, and at the same time raised his pistol and pointed it at the battalion commander's head: "In the worst case, I will die with you, but I must not withdraw from the position! Don't forget your identities!"

"ah!"

"this……"

The officers and soldiers around were shocked, not because of Hong Mu's behavior, but because of his face...

The baby's face that was originally full of joy was now covered with wounds like an avocado. Half of his face was burned and rotted by the poisonous gas, and yellow-brown pus slowly flowed out from the wounds, including his raised arms.

It's unbelievable that he could still stand here and command the troops despite being so seriously injured.

"Huh...huh...our third regiment only has soldiers who died in battle, not cowards who ran away!"

Hong Mu was panting heavily, sweat dripping down his forehead. This roar seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but his eyes were still bright and his body was straight.

Everyone was deeply shocked by him. No matter how hard-blooded a soldier is, he can only do this.
Chapter completed!