Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 86
"The devil has stopped firing cannons, everyone come out."

Then came the shout of an observer from the trench.

When Zhao Zilong and everyone walked out of the bomb defense hole, they saw that the repaired positions were basically intact.There are some craters formed by the explosion in the middle and edge of the position, but they are very small.

"Grandma devil, do you want to scare the uncle by firing a few shots?" Zhang Long couldn't help scolding.

Suddenly, Zhao Zilong's nose sniffed, as if he smelled something similar to chemicals.

His face changed, and then he saw strips of yellow-green mist rising slowly from the bomb craters in the middle and around the position.
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On a high ground three or four kilometers away from the national-army position, Kukuki and Sato Ueno stood together, with two devil squadrons gathering behind them.

"Captain Sato, why do you only send one squadron?"

"I have ordered the artillery to drop poison gas shells into the positions of the Chinese army. They have no resistance after inhaling the poison gas."

Sato Ueno glared at Jiu Jiumu sideways, and continued: "Besides, don't you still have the combat effectiveness of a squadron? Now including my squadron, there are more than 300 people in total. We have so many talents besieging less than half a battalion of the Chinese Army , Then you say, how many people should I send?"

Jiu Jiumu was stunned for a while before he nodded and said, "Okay."

"How do you speak so reluctantly?"

Sato Ueno immediately stared at Jiu Jiumu with some dissatisfaction: "It must be done this time. Although I said that I passed by you, I also sent a squadron to cooperate with you, which is tantamount to indirectly participating in this matter. You must capture Zhina Army, otherwise, you will have to wait for the laparotomy."
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"What are those?" Wen Bin exclaimed with a look of surprise.

When Wang Zhong and Zhang Long saw it, their faces darkened.

"Everyone get ready, the devil is releasing poisonous gas." Wang Zhong immediately shouted.

Zhang Long and the veterans ran to look for anti-gas tools, but Wen Bin and the recruits didn't react at that moment, and they still stood where they were.

"poison gas?"

Zhao Zilong suddenly came to his senses, he immediately reached out and took out a gas mask from his backpack, and put it on his head.

His rubber gas mask was still captured from the devils.

However, after he put on the gas mask, he felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.

The air he exhaled through his nose covered the two eye windows of the gas mask, and the scene he watched gradually became blurred.

Zhao Zilong immediately pulled off the gas mask, but saw that everyone was looking at him with strange expressions.

Zhao Zilong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that everyone was holding towels, while he was holding a gas mask.

"What are you looking at, didn't we also have Brother Zilong who killed the devil last night and brought back dozens of masks like this?"

At this time Wang Zhong shouted: "Deputy Battalion Commander, get it quickly."

When the deputy battalion commander came over with more than 40 gas masks, Wang Zhong immediately ordered those gas masks to be distributed.Because there are not enough points, it is only available to the squad leader and above.

But those squad leaders, platoon leaders, and company commanders all gave these gas masks to the wounded soldiers, and they, like other soldiers, used local methods to protect themselves from gas.

The so-called soil method is to wet a towel or cotton cloth with water or urine, then sprinkle some plant ash, and then cover the nose and mouth with the wet towel or cotton.

At this time, the yellow-green mist rising from the crater slowly spread over the battlefield, as if expanding, becoming the size of a car, and then the size of a house...

Wherever the mist passed, it quietly covered everything.

The bullet craters on the ground, the blood-stained ground, the yellow shell casings, the scattered guns, the trenches... all disappeared in the mist.

When a recruit in the bunker saw this scene, he suddenly became terrified, with tears from the poisonous gas hanging on his face.The man retreated while sneezing, climbed up the trench again, and tried to escape outside.

Seeing that someone was taking the lead, several other recruits immediately followed.

Bah!Bah!Bah!
Then there were three gunshots.

The bullets flew over the heads of the recruits, and they immediately retreated into the trenches in fright.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it poisonous gas? As long as you cover your nose and mouth and breathe, you'll be fine."

Wang Zhong waved the box cannon with his right hand and shouted at those who wanted to escape.

"When the devils come over, they will fight with bayonets. Everyone, get ready. Two people can't be separated."

After finishing speaking, he covered his face with a wet towel, covering his nose and mouth, exposing his eyes, and then tied a knot at the back of his neck.

"Put it on." Zhao Zilong gave the gas mask to Wen Bin, and then he covered his nose and mouth with a towel dipped in water.

"You two are together, stay by my side, don't go away." Zhao Zilong said again seeing that Zhang Hu had wounds on his hands and Wen Bin had wounds on his feet.

The yellow mist slowly dispersed, gradually covering everyone, and the battlefield suddenly became very dull.

Although everyone wore gas masks or tied wet towels, the smoke still got into their noses or throats.

Sneezes and coughs sounded from time to time in the trenches, mixed with the groans and vomiting of some national soldiers.

Apart from these noises, there is a piece of silence around, so quiet that it makes people upset.

At this time, Zhao Zilong saw that Wang Zhong had found a machete from nowhere and was directing everyone to make final preparations.I don't know if my throat is dry from shouting, or if there is fog getting into my throat, the voice of the other party's shouting is not human-like.

Like other soldiers, Zhang Long held a Zhongzheng rifle or a [-]-cap with a bayonet attached.

At this time, the yellow-green mist covered the entire position. Instead of using a bayonet, Zhao Zilong found the Guansun Liudao and Wuming Baodao from the trench, which he had kept in a cave in the trench before.

He looked around, because it was covered by yellow-green fog, so he couldn't see the distance clearly, so he closed his eyes gently and sensed his surroundings.

He sensed that the position with a radius of about two kilometers was basically shrouded in fog, and there was no abnormality in it except for the coughing and sneezing of the Nationalist soldiers.

Suddenly, he frowned, sensing that directly in front of the position, dozens of figures crept in towards him.Immediately afterwards, he sensed groups of people sneaking into the surrounding area.

The devil wanted to take the opportunity to get in and engage in hand-to-hand combat, but Zhao Zilong was not afraid.He is an assassin, best at close combat and assassination.

Through the hazy fog, Zhao Zilong saw that the first person to rush up was a fat devil soldier with a gas mask on his face.

Zhao Zilong didn't give the other party a chance to assassinate him with a three-eighth cover at all, he rushed over with a stride, raised his knife and dropped it.

A knife slashed the fat devil soldier's shoulder.

Because the fog affected Zhao Zilong's judgment, the knife was supposed to slash the opponent's neck, but now it was off.

The fat devil soldier screamed in pain, but he was also considered a ruthless character. He immediately stepped forward, raised his three-eight cover, and stabbed at Zhao Zilong's chest to fight back.

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