Naturally, we should concentrate our forces to strengthen the attack on Huangcaopo and cut off the enemy's retreat.
Okamura's purpose is very clear, that is, to quickly occupy this place.
However, he also thought that the enemy had been here for a few days and all the fortifications had been repaired.
At this point, your attack will not go smoothly, and the opponent also has anti-tank guns.
Several factors made his eyes look cold for a long time before he smiled.
This evil smile made Fujino's face darken. He estimated that the captain was about to use that thing.
Before launching the attack on Lanfeng, the brigade commander sent a batch of special ammunition to attack Lanfeng and quickly capture Lanfeng City.
However, the enemy ran away before the ammunition could be used. The army almost did not encounter the enemy's counterattack and occupied Lanfeng.
Lanfeng is important, and the current Huangcaopo is equally important.
"Your Excellency, Captain, do you mean we need to use it?" Fujino's face turned slightly pale. Once such a thing is used, it will be infamy.
Okamura didn't take it seriously and said coldly: "You are a bit merciful. As long as you can win, why do you think about so many things? Just use it. Our purpose is to occupy Huangcao Slope and cut off the enemy's retreat."
He looked at the enemy flags floating in the distance, and then at the burning armored vehicles; "You have to understand that if we fail to win, it will be an irreversible humiliation for me or anyone in our regiment.
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You can beat a division, but you can't beat a regiment. After all, you still have crotch.
Fujita knew the truth behind this and nodded slightly, "I understand, Your Excellency, Commander of the Alliance."
At the second battalion position, Zhou Weiguo, who was trampling on corpses all the way, found Huang Ying who was assisting the soldiers in repairing the position.
"How is it? There are not many casualties, right?" Zhou Weiguo took off his gloves and handed them to Xiao Ya and asked Huang Ying, who was dusty in front of her.
Huang Yao shook his head slightly and said, "Not much, captain, because we prepared in advance. As soon as they exploded, we retreated into the hole. The loss to us was not great. It was only during the attack in the middle because their marksmanship was so good."
, we lost part of it.”
This is normal. Everyone knows that the Japanese army's marksmanship is surprisingly good, and you can't change this.
"That's good, just stay with me until dark. After dark, I will..."
Boom boom... boom boom...
Before he could finish speaking, several slight roars made him startled slightly and he looked ahead.
A burst of light yellow smoke emerged from the grass-green ground like a ghost.
"You pull a horse." Zhou Weiguo's face turned pale and he turned to look at the soldiers who had not yet reacted. Some of them even stretched out their heads to watch and said loudly, "Gas bombs."
He yelled, and the surrounding soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then started to panic again. People were getting towels, and some were getting water. Some were putting dry and wet soil into the towels, moistening them with water, and covering themselves.
For the mouth and nose, there are also some who really can't help it. According to the training content, they dig into the soft soil like a pig burrowing for food.
The secret service group did not have gas masks, and even the military headquarters did not have many. They could only use local materials.
The soldiers were fast, but the poisonous gas seemed to be fast too. Some of them had already inhaled the poisonous smoke and were rolling on the ground, vomiting and smoking before they had time to deal with it.
Zhou Weiguo couldn't bear the pain they suffered, so he took out his pistol and shot several people in succession.
The terrifying looks these people showed caused several soldiers who had probably not been in the army for a long time to drop their rifles and run away.
This not only touched the bottom line of Zhou Weiguo, but also the bottom line of the secret service group.
Before the supervising team at the back took action, Huang Ying had already picked up a machine gun and pointed it at the five or six soldiers and then cursed incoherently: "You idiot, you are embarrassing me."
He is so shameless.
Zhou Weiguo ignored Huang Ying's remarks about his dignity, but looked at the Japanese army in the distance and almost didn't spit out fire.
He has fought against several Japanese troops, and this is the first time he has seen someone playing tricks on them if they can't defeat them.
"Son of a bitch, you wait for me, don't think you are the only ones with gas bombs." I also have it.
He had kept a batch of the gas bombs he had seized last time, which were originally intended to serve as a deterrent.
He had never planned to use it, but now.
This group of people who suffered thousands of blows actually took action.
Since you are taking action, you can't blame me for using the same weapon against you.
"Xu Hu." Zhou Weiguo shouted like he was grinding his steel teeth.
Xu Hu, who also covered his nostrils, quickly came to Zhou Weiguo and squatted on the ground: "Captain, what are your orders?"
Zhou Weiguo pointed behind him: "Go to the munitions department and bring our big weapons over. Damn it, the Japanese army is bullying people too much."
Xu Hu just left not long ago.
The gas bombs also drifted away from the position. Zhou Weiguo looked at him with a gloomy face and wore a gas mask. Under the leadership of the sergeant, he lazily headed here in groups of three or five, as leisurely as wandering clouds and wild cranes.
Zhou Weiguo, whose eyes were about to spurt blood, wanted the soldiers to defend themselves, but the problem was that the soldiers couldn't let go at all. Once they let go, the towel would slip off, and then the poisonous gas would have to go into the nostrils.
"Captain, what should we do? They are coming up. Do you want to go up and fight them with bayonets?" Huang Ying's suggestion made Zhou Weiguo hit him on the head with a backhand.
"We are going to die. They have gas masks, which frees our hands. Let's play with them with bayonets. This is not how we seek death."
His voice was loud and could be heard clearly by the generals around him, but the Japanese army's advance was an unavoidable fact, so we couldn't give up our forward positions.
If we give up here, there will be danger later.
"Weiguo, what should we do now? They are coming up."
Zhou Weiguo looked at the Japanese troops getting closer and closer in the distance, with a gloomy expression on his face and yelled: "Gangcun, don't let me catch you."
Won.
Gangcun smiled and handed the telescope in his hand to the adjutant, and returned to his tent with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face.
The gloomy clouds not long ago were now swept away and he was sitting in his seat. He didn't care about the tea that had already turned cold in the teapot. He took two sips and raised his eyes to look at the people beside him.
adjutant.
The adjutant looked like he was standing still with the wooden stick, which made him frown slightly, put down the teapot, crossed his arms casually and asked, "What are you still doing here?"
The adjutant was a little confused by his vague words, and his eyes showed confusion as he looked at Chief of Staff Fujino who also picked up the teapot.
Fujino pointed at him with a calm smile: "Shouldn't you go to the telecommunications office now?"