My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 600
At around five o'clock, Liao Ming, who was far away from the forward headquarters, was standing at the observation window, quietly watching the hazy city of Yangon a few kilometers away.

As the morning approached, mist rose from the sea and along the coast. It was only because the strong wind did not form a large scale for a long time, but it tended to be blown away.

Liao Mingyu has been guarding here since the middle of the night and has not closed his eyes. He is full of thoughts and is anxiously waiting for the result until the hands of the watch fall on the five o'clock scale.

It seems that today's action is going to fail, and the influence of the wind direction is still very huge.

Looking at the quiet city of Yangon, Liao Mingyu felt extremely melancholy. He knew that there were not many opportunities, and it would be even more difficult to find opportunities in the future.

According to the weather forecast for these two days, the rainy season in Myanmar is about to enter, and there may be continuous rain for some time in the future, which will also greatly affect the use of phosgene, an inhalation gas bomb.

Once the Yangon garrison cannot be resolved in a short period of time, the situation will fall into a stalemate again, and the situation will only become more anxious as it is delayed. After all, there are still a few months before the end of this war. If you want to gain a foothold in the world after the war You have to get enough capital before then.

"Have the First and Second Air Forces set sail?"

"Hui Jun seat, they have already taken off according to the plan, and they are heading towards the Yangon battlefield with a full load of ammunition. They are expected to arrive in 10 minutes." The staff officer replied truthfully.

"Let them cancel the operation and go back to the airport to stand by." Liao Mingyu shook his head feeling helpless.

He turned around and put on a military overcoat, ready to explain a few words and then go back to catch a doze. After all, the battlefield trend is not always as expected.

boom!boom!boom……

At this moment, there was an explosion in the distance, and the dull artillery sound echoed in the silent sky, which immediately startled everyone in the headquarters.

Liao Mingyu's eyes lit up instantly, and he rushed to the observation window with a stride.

The [-] infantry artillery is worthy of being the artillery weapon known as the "ghost cannon". It can only hear its sound but not its shadow, and it is even more appropriate in this hazy morning.

The situation has changed, and it seems that Krupp still insisted on firing.

Although a series of cannon shots resounded through the sky, Liao Mingyu, who was holding a telescope, looked at them for a long time, but he couldn't find their exact location.

With a sharp mind, he immediately reacted, stopped the staff officer who was going to send the report, and ordered: "Wait, the mission of the aviation team will continue as usual, please inform, and all troops will continue to implement as planned!"

"Yes!"

Soon the shells fell into the city of Yangon, and the little devils inside were also terrified by the sudden artillery fire. Suddenly, the siren sounded loudly, and the soldiers took up their weapons and entered the bunker.

The sound of the cannon hadn't stopped yet, and the shells kept firing into the city one after another. The Japanese soldiers hiding in various bunkers didn't panic too much. They were used to this kind of shelling from time to time.

The explosion of the gas bomb is not very obvious, just like an exploded grenade, not as powerful as a conventional shell.

At first, I thought it was just the enemy's daily firepower attack, but in my impression, the huge explosion did not come. Instead, each impact point emitted bursts of light yellow smoke, but it was not obvious in this dim early morning.

The faint smell of rotten grass began to permeate the surroundings, and the devil who was closest to him soon felt an indescribable nausea, chest tightness accompanied by coughing, and he felt more and more difficult to breathe.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

"Poison ガス㼾です!"

"Cough... ah..."

As the poisonous fog spread, more and more Japanese soldiers developed symptoms of shortness of breath, nausea and vomiting. Even if they hid in strong bunkers, they could not stop the pervasive poisonous gas.

Although there was no such terrifying lethality rate as mustard gas and tabun, the people within the center range of the phosgene bomb were still paralyzed and lost their fighting power in an instant.

The little devil who reacted hurriedly fled with the poisoned person, but it didn't take long for him to be affected by the poisonous gas, and he gradually felt paralyzed and unable to breathe, and the severe cough made people retch.

The shells are still falling, covering almost the entire northern part of Yangon City. As the wind slowly blows south, the range of poisonous gas is further expanding.

Only then did the little devil think of a gas mask, but this life-saving thing is not a standard equipment. Each regiment is equipped with more than 100 pairs at most, and they must be given priority to the officers. Ordinary soldiers will be miserable.

The panic spread wildly like a virus, and the command system of the Japanese army was in chaos. In just a few minutes, the troops gradually lost control.

Most people lost their ability to move under the blow of the gas bombs. Although they didn't die directly, the uncomfortable toxic reaction tortured everyone's body and mind.

At the same time, the Japanese naval ships one nautical mile away from the port of Yangon were also noisy, and the harsh sirens sounded, and the sailors rushed to their respective positions to stand by.

"He ga あったん de す か? (What happened)"

Captain Hayashikawa Kazuko asked eagerly in the control room of the control tower of the cruiser Ashigara.

He held up the binoculars and looked at the battlefield in front of him. The sound of artillery in the distance could be heard clearly. It seemed that the city of Yangon had been shelled, but it seemed that there was no trace of the enemy firing.

"Captain, this is an urgent telegram from the Nakajima Command. The Huaxia people have used special bombs, and all troops have suffered huge losses. We request fire support."

"Nani!?" Lin Chuanyigu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Even they themselves dare not use special bombs, a weapon that can easily cause a large number of casualties, how did the Chinese get it?
"Can you calculate the position of the enemy's artillery?" Lin Chuan thought for a moment, but now is not the time to think about those problems.

"According to the data provided by the garrison observation, the enemy should be within 1.5-2 kilometers northeast of Yangon City, but the exact location cannot be determined." The adjutant immediately replied.

Since it was not yet dawn, the reconnaissance plane could not take off immediately, and could only judge the enemy's approximate position based on the report from the observation point on land, but it was enough for the dozens of naval guns on their several cruisers.

"Contact Myoko and Kuroba immediately, and provide shooting resources, and all naval guns will fire at the target range!"

"Hey!"

After Lin Chuanyigu's order was issued, the Japanese sailors began to get busy, shouting and yelling, and the deck was full of soldiers running.

After a while, all the two-battery 203 main guns on the three heavy cruisers were slowly raised, and their muzzles were all aimed at somewhere northeast of the shore...

……

It has only been twelve minutes since the firing of the guns. The eighteen [-] infantry guns fired at full force, firing a total of nearly three tons of ammunition, but there are still some that have not been fired.

The continuous uninterrupted loading and shooting made the soldiers feel sweaty and tired, but they all knew the importance of this operation, so they all gritted their teeth and persisted.

After firing two rounds of cannon himself, Krupp went to the side and pinched his watch to watch the time until the fifteen minute mark had just passed. He immediately stood up and waved the command flag in his hand.

The roar of the firing was deafening. If you want to stop suddenly at this time, if you just use your mouth, you will break your throat and no one will hear it. You can only specify the launch base in advance or use the flag to transmit the signal.

There is an observer behind each gun position. After seeing the command flag in Krupp's hand, he immediately stepped forward and called the gunner who was loading to stop shooting.

"Sir?" The artillery battalion commander ran over and asked in confusion.

Krupp yelled at the crowd: "Everyone gather and withdraw from the position immediately!"

(End of this chapter)