The Republic of Heroes

Facing the bright red morning sun, a military flag is particularly dazzling. The blue sky and white sun are all red, and it is inserted in the distance and moves with the wind of the river. The flag is densely packed with Chinese soldiers.Yamada closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, God damn me!

It's just that before the sigh fell to the ground, the gunshots from Zhina's side suddenly rang out.Yamada and his remnant soldiers had no strength to fight back anymore, the ruthless bullets tore through their sweat-soaked military uniforms, penetrated into the flesh, and the blood swirled and splashed like blooming flowers of death.

Yamada felt a sudden bump in his chest, and then the severe pain spread to his whole body. Time seemed to stand still at this moment. He could even hear his own rapid and weak heartbeat, and the screams of the imperial soldiers outside seemed to be far away from him. Farther and farther away, the world gradually dimmed in front of my eyes, until death-like darkness remained.

Zhang Zhonglin soon discovered the strangeness of the problem. The plaster flag of the Japanese devils was raised on the opposite side, but it was not as good as the small domestic warlords. Under the cover of the third battalion's not-so-strong firepower, they even had the strength to fight back. None, which is simply unbelievable.He raised his binoculars to carefully observe every move of the Japanese army in front of him, and there really was something wrong.These Japanese soldiers seemed to be lying all over the ground without waiting for the firepower of the guns to cover them.

The binoculars glanced over, and it seemed that something important had swayed past. Zhang Zhonglin subconsciously moved the binoculars back, and unexpectedly saw an officer in the uniform of a major general fall down.Be good, if the leader is a major general, it means that the landing troops must have at least one brigade, and I can't help but gasp. Does the Japanese devils have to spend a lot of trouble on a small island?But then, he finally realized where the strange thing was. These people obviously had weapons around them, but for some reason they seemed to be lying or laying on the ground and it was difficult to fight back.

In this way, the third battalion seemed to be carrying out a unilateral massacre. A thought suddenly came to mind. If the major general was captured alive, it would definitely cause a sensation throughout the country. At present, no one in the Songhu battlefield has been able to capture a major-level officer alive!Of course, if Zhang Zhonglin knew that even the Japanese Army Minister, General Shirakawa Yoshinori, had been captured alive by Wu Xiaoliang, his jaw would have dropped in shock.

"Stop shooting!"

When the order was issued, the soldiers immediately stopped firing. The battlefield where they had met temporarily fell silent, and the Japanese army did not make any major moves, but a few people shot a few sporadically, but it was like a coin being thrown into the sea. Not even a splash.

Zhang Zhonglin was overjoyed, this is not a war, it is clearly sending fat on the cutting board!I'm sorry for the thief if I don't cut it anymore.

"Catch those who are alive, the first company and the second company's wings will rush up, and the third company will cover."

After all, he was still afraid of the Japanese army's tricks to lure him into being fooled, so he was still cautious and kept a company of troops as a cover force, so that if the front line changed, he could control the initiative in the battle immediately.However, Zhang Zhonglin's worries were obviously superfluous. The two companies rushed to the front of the Japanese army without any counterattack or resistance. He even lay down on the ground and retched.

The soldiers who came back to report the news kept rolling and scrambling, stuttering, and even reported to Zhang Zhonglin with tears

"Battling...battalion commander, go and have a look, then...those devils...seem to be plagued..."

plague?Zhang Zhonglin's heart skipped a beat. Indeed, there are quite a few of these Japanese devils, and they have weapons, but they are so weak that even fighting back is like tickling. This is not in line with the style of the Japanese army. Mischief is also very possible.

Zhang Zhonglin took two steps at a time and made three steps. After a short time, he came to the group of devils, and saw that they were infiltrating one by one. The exposed skin was either covered with blisters, or had fallen off in large pieces. A large piece of skin fell off the major general's face, making him look extraordinarily hideous.

what to do?Are they caught alive, or are they all killed and buried deep to prevent the spread of the plague?But his intuition told him that this was definitely not a simple plague, and things were definitely not that simple.While Zhang Zhonglin was hesitating, a captain came to Rang.

"Brother Lingfu, looking at the situation, we'd better ask Commander Wu of the Security Command for instructions before we can handle it."

Indeed, this is the only way to do so.

"Everyone retreats a hundred steps, strictly guarded, and no one is allowed to let go!" In fact, even if these Japanese devils let them go, they will not be able to go under the current situation.

Then he turned his head and said to the adjutant: "Call the headquarters immediately, Zhong Lin's department captured hundreds of Japanese invaders, but the strange thing is that there are many blisters on the skin, and there are symptoms of shedding, suspected of some kind of epidemic... Ask for instructions on how to deal with it ?”

Not long after, the headquarters called back and asked in detail about the illnesses of the Japanese army, and Zhang Zhonglin answered them one by one.In the end, the headquarters actually called back: "It's not the plague, we will do our best to treat it, and wait for the headquarters to receive it!"

Zhang Zhonglin was at a loss, but since the command had issued an order, he had to carry it out if he didn't understand it.

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At the same time, Wu Xiaoliang, who was at the Taicang West Temporary Headquarters, was not relieved because he successfully prevented the Japanese army from landing. The mustard gas bomb was like a sword of Damocles hanging above his head, which could be struck down at any time. .As long as there is no definite news for a quarter of an hour, he will not be safe for a quarter of an hour.

Ever since he left Nanjing, Yang Xiaoou, the commander of the Second Army, had been inseparable from Wu Xiaoliang until Taicang besieged the two divisions of the Japanese army in a narrow strip, and he had never seen him look so dignified.Is that mustard gas bomb so powerful?Even Weizhong couldn't eat or sleep because of him.In his eyes, those big iron bumps called sea mines brought from the north are more powerful. The two steel-armored steamers are finished like chopping melons and vegetables. Let the Japanese invaders board the river beach, and many people may die in a fight.

The adjutant suddenly came in on tiptoe, Yang Xiaoou saw the telegram in his hand and took it quietly, waved his hand to signal him to go out, opened it, and couldn't help but smile.

"Weizhong, good news! That Lengtouqing you saved has captured a group of Japanese invaders on the island, there are hundreds of them!" Then he frowned, and said in a voiceless voice: "Why... why... this... ...?"

Yang Xiaoou's tone changed so much before and after, Wu Xiaoliang felt puzzled, this Army Commander Yang was always indifferent, what could make him so shocked.So he took the telegram from Yang Xiaoou, and only then did he understand why Yang Xiaoou lost his composure.

The symptoms looked very similar to mustard gas poisoning, but Wu Xiaoliang was still worried. He sent telegrams several times to inquire about the specific symptoms, and only after comparison did he confirm that this was the symptom of mustard gas poisoning.It turned out that the Japanese army had already planned to use mustard gas bombs during the landing last night, but the landing failed and fell short, but let their own people taste the taste of mustard gas first.