My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 222 Poison Gas Bomb

But at this time, the commandos were not in the mood to care about the affairs of the sky.

"Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

The Thompson in his hand was out of bullets, Long Wenwen cursed secretly.

"Sh... Ding!"

A soldier next to him was lying on the sandbag and shooting. Suddenly, the helmet made a crisp sound, and the bullet was bounced off by the arc of the helmet, leaving a dent.This frightened him half to death, and subconsciously touched his head.

"Good boy, you're lucky!" Long Wenwen exclaimed.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Before the soldier could laugh out loud, two more bullets struck.This time, the goddess of luck had already left him, and the bullets were shot directly from the eye sockets and the bridge of the nose, blood was splashed everywhere, his entire face was bloody, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Oh shit!"

Long Wenwen's face twitched violently. The battlefield is like this. If you don't pay attention, you will die the next moment.

The Japanese army stopped at a distance of 100 meters from the tree fort, and they did not continue to charge, but fired wildly at the tree fort from that position.

"Don't stand up! Wait until the little devil rushes over before attacking!" Long Wenwen leaned behind the sandbag and ordered loudly.

The Japanese army has a large number of people, and their fire suppression is quite fierce. It will be a big loss to shoot at them now.

In addition, the automatic weapons of the commandos have long been exhausted, and the soldiers have replaced the Garand and submachine guns in their hands with the [-]-type cover or the Taisho [-]-type, but the firepower is already far behind.

"This shriveled thing is too difficult to use. It jams when you hit it, and the bullets are only so few."

Milong shrunk his head while reloading the Type 92 and kept complaining. He was used to the good stuff, and he showed a deep dislike for the "chicken neck" of the Japanese army.

"That thing can only be used for long bursts, Milong, pay attention, the barrel is smoking, don't blow it up!"

Long Wenwen is also very helpless, what else can he do now?The little devil's weapon is not easy to use, but it is better than a fire stick.

"Doubing, go to the back to find some lubricating oil, I heard that this thing needs to be greased on the spring board." Milong kicked Doubing beside him.

"Understood, Brother Milong." Saying that, Douban was about to run back.

Long Wenwen grabbed the mud on the ground and threw it towards Milong, cursing angrily: "Did you ignore what I said? Isn't it courting death if you go out now? Let me lie down!"

The bullets hit the surrounding sandbags with puffing sounds, and the little devil's firepower has never stopped, but it has been a long time since they charged. I don't know what the hell these grandchildren are going to do.

However, after fighting all morning, the Japanese had already dropped four to five hundred corpses on this mountain. According to this situation, it seems that the little devil will not be able to break through their defense today.

At this moment, several shells landed around the tree fort. Surprisingly, the explosion was not powerful, but thick smoke wafted from each impact point.

"Xiao Dongyang also used smoke bombs?" Bu La asked suspiciously.

"Look, once the smoke bomb hits, it's time for these turtles to charge." Yao Ma analyzed confidently.

The pale yellow smoke gradually drifted towards the trench where they were. Long Wenwen looked at the smoke anxiously, and his strong sixth sense told him that danger was approaching.

There was a faint smell of garlic in the air, and suddenly... Long Wenwen thought of a terrible thing.

"Gas bombs!! Wear a mask!"

Long Wenwen yelled at the top of his lungs, everyone was startled, and then reacted, quickly took out the gas mask from their bodies, and put it on their faces in a panic.

A few soldiers who were closer had already fallen into the smoke. They looked pained, their faces were blue, they clutched their necks and fell to the ground, convulsing, and vomited a lot of white foam from their mouths.

"Bastard! It's mustard gas! Everyone return to the tree castle, hurry up!" Long Wenwen felt terrified at this moment, and it was too late to hesitate, because the protective effect of gas masks alone against this poisonous gas was very limited.

"Shhhhhhhhh!"

Several soldiers hurriedly got up and wanted to save the poisoned companions, but they were knocked down by the bullets. A Japanese army team also wearing gas masks had already started to attack!

Not only did these little devils wear masks and gloves and neck protectors, but they also wore a complete set of chemical protective suits, covering their bodies tightly so that no piece of skin was exposed.

Mustard gas, also known as erosive poison, don’t think that you’ll be fine if you wear a gas mask. The damage to the human body of this poisonous gas is not only manifested in the inhalation of the lungs, but also causes purulent ulceration and tissue necrosis on the surface skin, and is likely to cause secondary damage. secondary infection, and the wound is extremely difficult to heal.

It is by far the most produced, stockpiled and even used chemical weapon, and its lethality accounts for more than [-]% of the known chemical warfare casualties. It is known as the "King of Poisons".

Moreover, there is no specific drug treatment for this notorious poisonous gas. It can have a strong poisonous effect on the internal organs of the entire human body through the respiratory tract and skin. Those who are severely poisoned will die in a very painful manner in a short time.

"Don't stand still! If you want to survive, go back! Find something to wrap your hands and neck around!"

Long Wenwen pulled up the people beside him and ran back desperately. He knew the horror of this thing, and he had also seen soldiers killed by mustard gas. The erythema and erosion all over their bodies, and the painful tragedy is still unforgettable.

"Ah!"

"Save... save me!"

……

Several soldiers who had been trapped in the poisonous gas uttered horrific wailings. It was too late for them to put on their gas masks, and they couldn't stop the poisonous gas from harming their skin. Different degrees of festering appeared on their necks and arms.

The painful and itchy feeling made people scratching, but the more they scratched, the worse the wound became. Their skin was already bloody from scratching. As the poisonous gas was further transmitted through the wound to the whole body, these soldiers took He fell to the ground in fear and unwillingness, and could only wait for death in pain.

No one cares about them, there is really nothing they can do, and whoever wants to save them will only involve themselves.Now the only way to survive is to go back to the tree fort, try to find something to cover the exposed part of the body, and block the shooting holes at the same time.

Fortunately, the Japanese did not have too many chemical protective suits, so the attacking force only had a small team of more than 30 people.Mustard gas does not recognize people, and other little devils only dare to wait and see from a distance, waiting for the poison gas to kill the Chinese people in the tree castle before making plans.

Rather than saying that the team was attacking, it would be better to say that they came to collect the corpses. Long Wenwen ran back while thinking about how to deal with them later.

The dozen or so people who survived desperately ran back to the tree castle, but in the yellow poisonous fog, there were more than [-] soldiers who closed their eyes forever.

"Huh...huh...what is that...what the hell!?"

Mi Long threw the gun to the ground and preached in shock.They knew about poison gas bombs, but this was the first time they had seen such vicious mustard gas, and they could still vividly remember the tragedy of those comrades who were poisoned to death.

There were also two soldiers who accidentally inhaled poison gas in the team. They took off their masks and knelt on the ground, coughing and vomiting non-stop, with horrifying expressions of pain.

"Take them down and find something to block those shooting holes. The brothers in the tree castle also put on their gas masks. Hurry up! The little devil is coming up, keep the gate for me!"

Without taking a breath, Long Wenwen hurriedly ordered everyone to act quickly, but no one expected that they would usher in such a critical moment on the first day.

……

"what is that?"

Liao Mingyu, who was observing the situation on the top of the mountain with the artillery mirror, raised a question. At this time, a large cloud of light yellow smoke appeared in the direction of the tree fort.

"Is it a smoke bomb?" Yu Xiaoqing asked uncertainly.

At first, Liao Mingyu also thought it was a smoke bomb from the Japanese army, but then he thought that it was meaningless for the Japanese army to launch smoke bombs on the top of the mountain.

And as the cloud of smoke filled the air, the sound of gunfire on the top of the mountain also slowly subsided.

Is it...

"No, it's a gas bomb!"

Damn you little devil, using biochemical weapons so quickly, these beasts are really unscrupulous in order to counterattack the tree fort.

"What... what should the people in the tree castle do?" Yu Xiaoqing's heart trembled, and he sweated for Long Wenwen and the others.

"Notify McLuhan and ask him to contact Colonel Hertling to bomb the Japanese attacking troops on the reverse slope!" Liao Mingyu said in a low voice with a cold face.

Come on, hurt each other!You have gas bombs, and I have napalm bombs, let's see who can play it well!

(End of this chapter)