under fire

The highest level of deception is to deceive yourself.

In the Sorghum Land, the faces of more than 20 surviving devils were distorted and deformed under the gas masks.

On the ground, like a dying grasshopper, it can't be seen that it was once invincible.

Mustard gas is nothing like ordinary tear gas.

Because the poisonous gas and the mucous membrane of the body will have a toxic effect, and the pores that sweat also become the channel for the poison to invade.

Putting a gas mask on the head can really prevent gas.

But the injured wounds could not prevent the poisonous gas erosion, and the chrysanthemum and bird mucous membranes protected by pants could not prevent contact with the poisonous gas, and the devils began to show symptoms of itching.

Itchy!
The devils, enveloped in poisonous gas, began to throw away their guns and scratch at sensitive parts of their bodies.

The sergeant who had received anti-gas training had a numb scalp, and suddenly understood the melancholy look in the military doctor's eyes during the training.

You must leave the leeward position immediately!
Only when you reach the windward position can you leave the poisonous gas envelope!

At this time, he was wearing a gas mask and could not give orders through words.

Resisting the itch, he gestured to make the devils around him retreat to the southeast.

A well-trained devil is also not slow to escape.

Finally out of the range of the terrifying brown mist, the sergeant who was lying on the ground tightened his chrysanthemum to fight against the itching.

Too bad it seems to be itching all over my body.

With all his strength, he turned his body over and changed to half-lying on the side of the road, trying to take off the gas mask under the helmet and take a deep breath.

The eyes looking at the artillery positions of the imperial army behind were no longer enthusiastic, but fearful.

Endless fear.

Unable to bear the itching and discomfort any longer, Juncao had no choice but to scratch his whole body with his subordinates.

Scratch out a blood groove.

A certain devil directly scratched his belly.

The sergeant, who was itchy all over his body, had already forgotten in fear that he should send someone back to report the situation to the captain at this time.

Lying on the ground, he could only care about scratching, and no longer had the heart to look at the clouds appearing in the blue sky.

The throat is swollen and sore, and the sound cannot be made accurately, only the whoo-hoo sound of a dying beast, and the body is tumbling in a strange scene...

until…

A class of devils wearing a gas mask appeared, and all the devils who were staggering, scratching their hips, picking their chrysanthemums, tearing their stomachs and bleeding all over the place seemed to have fallen asleep.

Sergeant Cao's dull eyes seemed to be still looking up at the sky, maybe it was going to rain again.

The ghost medical soldier who came over breathed and touched the carotid artery, then shook his head.

Sergeant Cao, an elite soldier of the imperial army, looked as if he had been scratched by a wild beast.

The parts that were not caught were full of dense pus!
The scene was eerie and extremely terrifying.

The medic carefully peeled off the sergeant's military uniform, and as he expected, the skin was covered with pus.

The lethality of the high-concentration mustard gas formed after the gas bomb exploded far exceeded the knowledge of the medical soldiers.

The southeasterly winds carried away the tawny smoke that diffused into the sorghum bushes.

The smoke slowly thinned.

With the southeast wind coming, the air with a faint garlic smell poured into the nasal cavity, and the narrow eyes of Hu Yi's bronzed face began to feel stinging.

Not far away, when he smelled the pungent smell, He Gensheng, who was wearing a mask, changed his expression drastically, trying to judge the direction of the wind and shouting: "Ahem. It's mustard gas. Everyone, leave immediately to the south."

Hu Yi knew that the mustard gas was very powerful, but he didn't know that the devil wearing the gas protective gear had died all over the place.

However, he believed in the expertise of the half-baked doctor He Gensheng.

Hu Yi felt a slight tingling and discomfort in his throat. He withdrew his blurry gaze to the east and washed his eyes with water from the kettle.

When he opened his eyes, his vision was still blurry, and his eyes were red like rabbit eyes.

He picked up the rifle and put it next to him and left it behind him to go down the gun tower.

Half an hour ago, the two sides were still forming troops.

The Devils' army vehicles were parked in shadows on the road.

The captain, who was looking at the corpses on the ground, withdrew his eyes and looked at the military doctor next to him with a dark face: "Is this the lethality of the gas bomb you said?"

The military doctor was a little embarrassed, he knew the test results of the poison gas in the human laboratory.

But before the captain fired, he instinctively wanted to see the actual combat effect.

Therefore, he selectively forgot that he should have told the captain in advance about the true destructive power of the poison gas.

But he never thought that the captain would be so ruthless that he would attack his own people!
I finally understood the serious consequences of not telling the truth.

Up to now, the military doctor has no intention of shirking responsibility, but he changed his tone when he said it: "This is the secret of the empire!"

The team sneaked two miles south.

The pungent garlic smell was finally gone in the air.

Hu Yi rubbed his red eyes, and exhaled with great effort, hoping to relieve the burning pain from his lungs, as if he had choked on pepper water from his nose.

He raised his sweaty hand and found that there seemed to be a slight itching on the surface of the skin.

The muscles of the whole body were tensed, and the rifle sling that was hot on the chest was tightened.

Raise the binoculars and face the road covered by the green gauze to the north again.

Eyes are still stinging and tearing and can't see clearly...

After a while, after hearing the report from the soldiers staying on guard in the south, they ordered: "Mortars rush forward, prepare for shooting."

...

east.

The sun shines through the sorghum field and shines on the braided army cap.

With a dark face, Xiao Hongying nervously looked at Liu Yuanqing who was lying on the ground: "Is it serious!"

"Fortunately, you ran fast, otherwise you would have to collect the corpse!" After Liu Yuan cleared his mind, he finally evacuated eastward, taking the windward position, still inhaling a small amount of poisonous gas.

At this time, his face was still livid and he could hardly move.

Crazy Yang was pouring wine into Liu Yuanqing's mouth and eyes.

A sudden strong stimulation came from the eyes, which made Liu Yuanqing want to yell when he opened his mouth.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was helping Crazy Yang next to him, stuffed the alcohol-soaked towel into Liu Yuanqing's mouth.

Liu Yuanqing whimpered and yelled, but fortunately he still had some self-control and didn't struggle to cause trouble to Crazy Yang.

Xiao Hongying turned her head to look at Crazy Yang, with doubts in her tone: "Is wine useful?"

"It's kind of useful." Crazy Yang wiped off the wine poured on Liu Yuanqing's body with a towel, and then poured wine on Liu Yuanqing's body again.

Xiao Hongying followed Crazy Yang and ran so fast that she didn't even smell the slightest smell of garlic.

I have been exposed to tear gas before, and I think the gas should not be so powerful.

Therefore, she subconsciously believes that tear gas is poisonous gas.

She didn't know the horrors of mustard gas.

Luo Fugui, who ran like a rabbit, was waving his body to scratch his itch, and glared at the big dog next to him who was also scratching his body: "...Why didn't you tell grandma earlier?"

The big dog pouted: "What the hell did I know that the devil would use such advanced weapons against us?"

"Tell me... what kind of advanced stuff is this?"

It is very rare for a big dog to express concern: "It's a mustard gas bomb. If you get on it, your skin will peel off. If you inhale too much, you can't wait to tear your chest and take out your lungs!"

Luo Fugui blinked and looked at the hazy triangular eyes that were blurred into pieces: "How advanced?"

"Hey, if we're one minute late, we probably have to confess everything here to use the sorghum field as fertilizer." Dagou just heard Liu Yuanqing talk about the power of the devil mustard gas bomb.

So after seeing the three all-green flares issued by Chief Hu to order to retreat, he directly tricked Luo Fugui to run south and quickly escaped from the poisonous gas diffusion range.

Feeling much better, Luo Fugui stopped picking at him: "Then what will happen to those devils who didn't escape?"

"Most likely to die!"

"Devils have gas masks."

"Unless the devil wears the kind that can cover the whole body."

"No, girl and the others are over there."

"What the hell are you worried about? Crazy Yang is very familiar with that stuff, and they are in the upper hand."