Anti-Japanese heroic righteousness

What the military doctor said was nothing. Cao Guoliang got up to check and found that he was not scratched by shell fragments. He was somewhat relieved, at least the little devil had not used the toxin on the shells.

The fragments of the artillery shell are more powerful than the bullets. Once a large area is exploded, these small fragments will hurt the target more.

Since the little devil did not use the toxins on the shells, does it mean that these toxins did not enter the island army's military factory? They did not mass-produce them. A division or a certain alliance is using it unilaterally?

As soon as Cao Guoliang raised this doubt, he was denied by the military doctor. The temperature of the fired shells is too high, and no toxin can pass through such a high temperature. Therefore, if it is unrealistic to use it for shells, even bullets cannot be Poison inside.

If it is installed inside the bullet, the weight of the bullet will change significantly, and the performance will also change. At the same time, how to ensure that the toxin can be released in the human body... In fact, the lethal dose of many poisons is not small. Taking * as an example, It would take about the size of a cold pill* to kill.

The bullet is thin and small, and it must maintain a certain mass to fly stably. It is difficult to find a place to place a sufficient amount of poison on the bullet.

"According to what you said, their toxin is rubbed on the shell, but the temperature of the bullet is not low, so why are they not afraid of high temperature?" Cao Guoliang wondered.

The military doctor replied: "This is the crux of the problem, but bullets and shells are still incomparable, and the temperature of shells will be higher. Regarding this issue, I have consulted military experts. In their words, the temperature of the bullet depends on the temperature of the bullet. Due to two factors, one is the deflagration temperature of the gun, and the other is the friction between the bullet and the inner wall of the gun chamber. The tail of the bullet, so the impact is limited. Another is the heat generated by the friction between the bullet and the rifling. It is only about tens of degrees at most, and the warhead part is lower, so it is entirely possible for the toxin to remain on the warhead.”

Cao Guoliang nodded, remained silent for a while, and said, "Find out the reason as soon as possible."

"Yes, Deputy Commander." The military doctor stood up and replied, "The autopsy and tests are already in progress. We must find out what kind of toxin it is as soon as possible."

Cao Guoliang didn't say anything else, he patted the military doctor on the shoulder silently, and walked towards the command post.

Because the troops had stopped attacking, the sound of gunfire gradually subsided, but there were soldiers carrying wounded soldiers to the rear at the front. Most of them were killed in battle, and only a few were lightly wounded by poison gas.

The group did not enter the command post, but went directly to the front.

The high temperature and heavy humidity in the jungle made it difficult to breathe. After walking for a long time, everyone's military uniform was soaked and their breathing became a little short.

A complete trench system has been built on the frontier, and there are even a few that extend forward. It can be seen that they have even used soil work, but they still cannot break through the enemy's defense line.

The soldiers were sitting or lying in the trenches, cursing or smoking silently, with gas masks thrown by their feet or hung on their guns. It could be seen that they were a little annoyed, even a little frustrated.

Even if it is an elite army, it is inevitable that they will be depressed after losing a battle. What's more, the new fifth division is a very arrogant army. They haven't really fought.

"Why, are you frustrated?" Cao Guoliang said with a dignified expression.

There was no rule of saluting officers on the battlefield. From the moment Cao Guoliang and his party entered the trenches, the soldiers quickly got up from the ground and saluted with attention. When Cao Guoliang questioned them, most of the soldiers lowered their heads with guilt.

A major stepped forward and said: "Master, it's not that we are greedy for life and afraid of death, it's that the little devil is too damn vile, and it's all just some dirty tricks to make a son without an asshole. It's so fucking wicked."

The one who spoke was Zhang Zui, the battalion commander of the third battalion. An hour ago, he was the one who took on the main offensive task.

"Tell me, besides using poison gas bombs and bullets, what tricks does the little devil have?" Cao Guoliang said.

"Master seat...look..." Zhang Zui said as he took two steps forward, staggered away from the trees that blocked his view, bowed his waist without showing his head, pointed up to a relatively open area in front of him, and continued: "See Is there that big tree in front?"

Cao Guoliang imitated Zhang Zui's appearance, sticking to the trench with half of his head exposed, glanced outside, quickly retracted, and said: "I see, about 150 meters ahead, there is a big tree lying in the middle, the trunk is There are a lot of bomb craters on it, why, there are enemy firepower points on it?"

"It's a cannon. There is an 80mm mortar on it. The barrel protrudes from the branches. As long as we charge, we will open fire. At such a short distance, it is almost directly smashed down. The casualties caused by the fragments are astonishing. The entire passage The door cannons are all sealed off with a machine gun, and there are not enough people to see it, by the way, there is also a light machine gun on the left side of it."

Cao Guoliang glanced out again, this time for a longer time, so he looked carefully.

The big tree is about the size of four or five people hugging each other. The trunk is thick and luxuriant, and the branches on it are probably as thick as a large basin, and they are closely attached. There are faintly visible cannon muzzles between the branches, and there are damages everywhere between the trunk and branches. It is obviously useless to be bombarded and machine gunned. The thick tree trunks are better protected than ordinary fortresses, and the small-caliber artillery fire can't hurt the people inside at all.

The curved firepower is used as direct firepower, and it is placed at the front at such an ultra-close range. It is simply a bayonet on a cannon. There is really no good way to destroy it.

In the jungle, due to road constraints, it is impossible to drive in large-caliber artillery, and it is also impossible to aim. With so many trees, it is impossible to aim directly at close range like the enemy's cannons. This is unrealistic.

"Didn't you consider using *?" Cao Guoliang looked back at Zhang Zui and said.

"Thinking about it, but it's not realistic at all. The attack distance is only 30 meters. It's impossible for soldiers to advance to this distance. The enemy's ground firepower is also strong. Master, look over here..." Zhang Zui continued to walk He walked forward and stopped after tens of meters.

The situation here is a little more complicated than what I saw just now. The area is not as wide as the other side. The trees are relatively small, but there are many clumps of plants. However, it has basically been swept away by bullets and artillery fire. Everywhere you look is messy and dilapidated. .

Under the guidance of Zhang Zui, Cao Guoliang saw another artillery piece of the enemy, but this artillery piece was even weirder than what he saw before.

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