The smoke-filled river mouth position was devastated, with large and small craters and inhuman corpses everywhere. The air was filled with the smell of blood and burnt smell...

The Hayata Brigade was stationed here. Three hours after the war started, the Japanese army successively sent two full-strength brigades to reinforce here. The positions that were originally crowded with people were now very few.

There were more than 3,000 people fighting, and now less than half of them were left. It was impossible to imagine how terrifying the opponent's offensive firepower was. The little Japs could only huddle in the tunnel fortifications to avoid artillery shells and air strikes, and reappear when the enemy charged to counterattack.

"Everyone comes out! Collect ammunition, check weapons and equipment, and check the warehouse!"

"Morning!"

The officers' shouts echoed in the empty land. The Japanese soldiers were like ants emerging from their holes, and the densely packed ranks refilled the originally uninhabited trenches.

"call…"

Team leader Kitamura climbed out of the tunnel and quickly shook off the dirt on his body. The muzzle of the rifle in his hand was blocked by sand. He had no choice but to find a pipe brush to clear the barrel, otherwise it would explode when he fired.

risk.

The corpses and blown-up sandbags outside still need to be dealt with, the damaged trench fortifications need to be repaired as soon as possible, and those companions buried underground by the sand...

Under the command of the officers, the Japanese soldiers began to get busy. The little Japanese knew that there was not much time left for them, and the opponent might launch another attack at any time.

Not to mention those whose lives were uncertain, there was no way to deal with the injured soldiers too much. They could only be hastily bandaged and sent to the bunker in the rear, leaving a grenade to let them fend for themselves.

"Kitamura-kun, the others..." The sergeant of the small team ran over with a disgraced look.

"They haven't even come out yet. We are the only ones left in the team."

Kitamura lay on the trench and preached with lingering fear. After speaking, he did not forget to look back at the entrance of the cave behind him.

Just when the shelling hit just now, most of the tunnel he was staying in was destroyed by the bombardment, and most of the team were buried there. He and a few companions were lucky enough to hide at the corner of the tunnel and survived.

But the other men didn't make it out alive.

There was a layer of soil several meters thick above the tunnel. It was impossible to rescue them in this situation, so the superior had no choice but to give them an order.

"Kitamura-kun, Team 63's Aragaki-kun is broken. You go over and take over the command. They are in the second ring fortification on the right. The location there is very important. I will send you a machine gun team later."

"Hey!"

Beicun quickly agreed, but when he heard about the place, his heart suddenly went cold.

But there was no way. He couldn't resist the squadron leader's order. Kitamura could only stand up and accept it silently, preparing to take the few remaining soldiers to report to Team 68.

"Xikasi... Squadron Leader, I just observed that the Chinese seem to have withdrawn their troops. Should we rearrange our defense lines?"

Before leaving, the attentive Kitamura said one more thing. The position of Team 63 is in the middle of the defense line. Although it has a wide field of vision and is a good fire support point, its position is very far forward.

It's like a big man standing guard in an alley with a machine gun. He seems to be the only one who can stop ten thousand others, but he also becomes the main target of the enemy's first attack.

In the past, such a machine gun ring fortification could block the attack of two to three hundred people, but now...the opponent's supporting firepower is not blocked. The infantry can't push it and directly bombards it, or else the plane drops bombs.

In just half a day, the two teams had been wiped out, so it was likely that his trip would be a disaster.

Therefore, he wanted to suggest changing the position of the firepower point. Don't be so mindless in the front. It is purely an act of killing one thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred.

"Baga, this is not something you should worry about!" The squadron leader ignored it and instead reprimanded him loudly.

He couldn't see that the Chinese were withdrawing their troops, and now even the U.S. fighter planes that had been flying non-stop that day had stopped.

As the saying goes, there is always a monster when something goes wrong, and the Chinese will definitely make bigger moves next.

It's a pity that their fate has already been determined. No matter how the enemy changes, they will never be able to escape unscathed.

call out…

Just as the squadron leader was meditating, a sound of breaking through the air came towards him. Most of the Japanese soldiers heard it clearly. It was the sound of artillery shells hitting!

"おおい隠す!"

"Bombardment!"

Horrified shouts came one after another, and the Japanese soldiers hurriedly threw themselves into the trenches and subconsciously ran towards the tunnel fortifications.

The kid's conditioned reflex was blown out by the two days of continuous shelling. As soon as he heard the scream, he didn't dare to stay on the position. The opponent's shelling was not only powerful but also very dense. If you slow down a little... you might be in trouble.

It will turn into a puddle of mud.

Within a moment, the artillery shells exploded on the position. However, what is surprising is that this time the shelling was not as violent as expected. Only a few artillery shells were sparsely scattered on the position, and the explosion power was not as powerful as in the past.

Generally speaking, almost no casualties were caused.

Just when the little devil was puzzled, light green thin smoke slowly rose from the place where the shell exploded, and slowly spread to the surroundings as the wind blew.

There seemed to be a vague smell of bitter almonds in the air. Before the Japanese soldiers present could react, the little Japanese soldier who was closest suddenly felt difficulty breathing, as if his chest was blocked by a huge boulder and he couldn't breathe.

Then his pupils began to shrink, and his body began to twitch rapidly and unconsciously.

Their faces turned red, their eyes popped out, and red spots of varying sizes appeared on their bodies. Their consciousness gradually blurred. In just a few seconds, a large number of Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in pain, clutching their throats, and even screamed for help.

If he couldn't come out, he could only fall to the ground and twitch in despair.

"It's poison gas! Run!"

"Ahem...wait! Help...me..."

"Ahem...ah..."

The atomized "Tabun poison" quickly spreads and volatilizes in the air, and the light green smoke moves mysteriously, constantly harvesting the lives of the little devils wherever it goes like the scythe of death.

Not far away, Beicun seemed to have fallen into a ten-meter ice cave. A chill penetrated his body from head to toe. Before the officer could say anything, he turned around and ran towards the tunnel entrance.

The squadron leader was also frightened by the scene in front of him. As if he was struck by lightning, he listened to the exclamations and wails of his men, and his body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Ha Ya Ku! Cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel, and everyone enter the underground fortifications! Quick! Move..."

The situation was too late to think about. The squadron leader quickly stood on the sandbag and wanted to call the soldiers to go into the tunnel to take shelter. However, before he could say a few words, he suddenly felt as if something was stuck in his neck.

"Ahem...ahem...how...is that possible?"

The poisonous fog was obviously far away, so why was he also infected?

The squadron leader clutched his neck and felt extremely uncomfortable. Just as he was about to run, he found that his limbs were gradually losing strength, and his whole body began to sweat. Then his body spasmed and twitched uncontrollably, and he could only make a choking sound like a lump in his throat.

"ah!!"

"Assist!"

…

Kitamura and several companions covered their mouths and noses with wet towels and ran forward desperately along the trench.

The desolate wails of nearby soldiers continued to reach their ears, which further stimulated everyone's nerves, and their desire to survive forced them not to stop for a moment.

"Oda-kun, turn right ahead, go right!" Kitamura quickly shouted to his dizzy companion ahead of him, who almost ran the wrong way in his panic.

"I know, hurry up..."

boom!

boom!

boom!

Ahead was the entrance to the tunnel, and they were hoping to escape just a few steps away, but at this moment...a new round of shelling completely destroyed their hopes.

Several gas bombs exploded again on the Japanese military position, and one of them happened to land near Kitamura's group. Oda, who was running at the front, bore the brunt of the bombs, and the choking smoke instantly engulfed him...

"Ahem..."

The air waves and smoke from the explosion made the chest feel tight, making people gasp for breath and cough.

It's over!

This was the last thought in Beicun's mind. As the smell of bitter apricot hit his nostrils, an indescribable pain immediately surged into his heart.

His eyes were bulging, his pupils shrunk to the size of needlepoints, and his mouth was so long that he tried to breathe with all his strength, but his lungs felt like he was drowning in water and couldn't feel any air. His whole body suddenly began to twitch violently, and his legs

He was kicking wildly, and his abdomen was in constant pain like a knife.

Immediately afterwards, it was like ten thousand steel needles piercing into the scalp, the pain in the head was unbearable, muscles all over the body spasmed, and all the clothes were soaked with sweat.

In less than a minute, he was already unconscious. A large amount of saliva flowed from his mouth. Along with the convulsions, he began to become incontinent. His whole body was no longer human...

Gradually... Kitamura's body stopped twitching, his eyes were wide open but had lost the luster of life, and what also stopped... was his heartbeat...

The scary thing about nerve gas is that it is extremely lethal and volatile. In addition to the respiratory tract, it can also affect the human body through skin contact, and normal people can die if they inhale a trace dose.

Liquid poisons are highly volatile when exposed to the air. The floating smoke is just a catalyst. The real poisons have already spread in the air. They are invisible and intangible, but they can kill people invisible!

Hiding in the tunnel can only slightly delay the spread of poisonous gas, but the pervasive poisonous gas can also enter and kill any living creature. Unless you can put on a gas mask immediately and stay away from the killing zone, otherwise...death is only a matter of time.

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In this era, except for atomic bombs... nothing can cause more damage than biological and chemical weapons.

Within just a few minutes, a large number of Japanese soldiers stopped breathing on the battlefield. Those who were poisoned were in agony and their death was indescribable.

The little devils have often dealt with biological and chemical weapons, but they have never seen such poisonous gas. It only takes a few minutes to kill someone, and there is no time to find cover or wear a gas mask.

The Hekou position has turned into a hell on earth. Countless little devils have been mercilessly killed by "Tabeng". Faced with the desperate lethality, there is no time to escape. As long as they are slightly exposed to the poisonous gas, they will die in an instant.
Chapter completed!