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

"Haosh...click!"

Thomson in his hand had no bullets, and Long Weng secretly cursed and fucked.

"Swish...dink!"

A soldier next to him was lying on the sandbag and shooting, when suddenly his helmet made a crisp sound, and the bullet bounced open by the arc of the helmet and left a dent. This scared him to death and subconsciously touched his head.

"Good boy, you're lucky!" Long Wen sighed.

"Puff!Puff!"

Before the warrior could laugh, two more bullets came. This time the goddess of luck had left him. The projectile shot directly from his eyes and nose bridge, blood splattered everywhere, his whole face was already bloody and bloody, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Oh shit!"

Long Wen's face twitched hard, and this was the battlefield. If he didn't pay attention, he would die the next moment.

The Japanese army stopped about 100 meters away from the Tree Fort, and they did not continue to charge, but just shot wildly in the direction of the Tree Fort at that location.

"Don't show up! Wait until the Japanese charge forward before counterattacking!" Long Weng leaned behind the sandbag and ordered loudly.

The Japanese army's firepower suppression was quite fierce, and now they would suffer a great loss when shooting against them. In addition, the commandos' automatic weapons have been exhausted, and the soldiers replaced the Garland and submachine guns in their hands with 38 large covers or Taisho 10 styles, but the firepower is already a big difference.

"This shitty thing is so bad. It gets stuck as you hit it, and there are only a few bullets."

Milong shrank his head while bounced the 92 style while constantly complaining that he was used to good things and showed a strong disgust for the Japanese army's "chicken neck".

"That thing can only be shot for a long time. Milong, please pay attention. The barrel is smoking. Don't fucking it!"

Long Wenhua was also helpless. What else can I do now? The Japanese weapon is not easy to use, but it is better than the fire stick.

"Bean cake, go to the back to find some lubricant. I heard that this thing needs to be brushed on the elastic board." Milong kicked the bean cake bean cake beside him.

"I know Brother Milong." As he said that, Doubing was about to run back.

Long Weng grabbed the mud on the ground and blew over to Milong, cursing angrily: "Take my words like the wind in my ears, right? Are you looking for death when you go out now? You're all going to bed for me!"

The bullets hit the sandbags around them, and the Japanese's firepower never stopped, but they were not charged for a long time. I don't know what the hell were going to do.

However, after a morning of fighting, the Japanese had already dropped four or five hundred corpses on this mountain. Judging from this situation, the Japanese could not break through their defense today.

At this moment, several shells fell around the tree castle. Surprisingly, the explosion was not powerful, and bursts of smoke slowly drifted out from each bullet point.

"Xiao Dongyang also bombed the smoke?" Bula asked uncertainly.

"Look, once the smoke bombs hit, these turtle sons should charge forward." Yaoma analyzed confidently.

The yellowish smoke gradually drifted into the trench where they were. Long Wen looked at the smoke uneasyly, and his strong sixth sense told him that the danger was approaching.

A faint smell of garlic appeared in the air, and suddenly... Long Wenhua thought of something terrible.

"Gas bomb!! Wear a mask!"

Long Weng shouted at the top of his lungs, everyone was startled, and then they reacted, quickly took out the gas mask from their bodies and pressed it on their faces in panic.

Several soldiers who were closer were already lying in the smoke. They looked painful, their faces were blue, they covered their necks and fell to the ground and twitched continuously, and a large amount of white foam was vomited out from their mouths.

"Bastard! It's mustard gas! Everyone returns to the tree fort, hurry!" This moment made Long Wen's heartbroken and hesitated because the gas mask alone had very limited protection against this poisonous gas.

"Swish swish swish swish...ah!"

Several soldiers hurriedly got up and wanted to save the poisoned companions, but were knocked to the ground by bullets shot from the ground. A Japanese squad, also wearing a gas mask, had already begun to attack!

This group of Japanese men not only wore a mask on their heads, but also had gloves and neck protection. They wore a complete set of chemical-proof suits, wrapping their bodies tightly and not leaving any skin naked.

Mustard gas, also known as erosive poison, don’t think it’s okay to wear a gas mask. This poison gas kills the human body not only by inhalation from the lungs, but also causes purulent ulcers and tissue necrosis on the surface skin, which can easily cause secondary infection, and the wound is extremely difficult to heal.

It is the most widely produced, stored and even used chemical weapon so far. Its killing amount accounts for more than 80% of known chemical war casualties. It is called the "King of Poisons"

Moreover, this kind of infamous poisonous gas has no special medicine to treat. It can have a strong toxic effect on the internal organs of the human body through the respiratory tract and skin. Those who are seriously poisoned will die in great pain in a short period of time.

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

Long Weng pulled the person next to him and ran back desperately. He knew the terribleness of this thing, and had also seen soldiers killed by mustard gas. The tragic situation of red rash and erosion and painfulness will still be unforgettable.

"Ahhh!"

"Save...save me!"

...

Several soldiers who were already trapped in the poisonous gas let out terrifying wails. It was too late to put on the gas mask, and they could not stop the damage of the poisonous gas to the skin. The necks and arms were ulcerated to varying degrees.

The painful and itchy feeling makes people unable to help scratching, but the more you scratch the wound, the more serious the wound, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are scratched, and their skin is already covered in blood. As the poisonous gas is further transmitted through the wound, the soldiers fell to the ground with fear and reluctance, and can only wait for the arrival of death in pain.

No one cares about them, and it is really powerless to do anything. Anyone who wants to save them will only take him into it. Now the only way to survive is to return to the tree fort, try to find something to cover the exposed parts of the body, and at the same time block the shooting holes.

Fortunately, the Japanese did not have too many chemical defense suits, so the attacking troops only had a small team of more than 30 people. Mustard gas did not recognize people, and the other Japanese only dared to watch from a distance, waiting for the poison gas to kill the Chinese in the tree castle before making plans.

Rather than saying that this team is attacking, it is better to come to collect the corpses. Long Weng ran back while discussing how to solve them later.

The dozen surviving people ran back to the tree fort desperately, but in the yellow poisonous mist, more than twenty soldiers closed their eyes forever.

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

Milong threw his gun to the ground and preached in shock. They knew about the poisonous gas bomb, but for the first time they saw such a cruel mustard gas, the tragic situation of those companions being poisoned and killed.

There were two soldiers in the team who accidentally inhaled poison gas. They took off their masks and knelt on the ground and coughed and vomited constantly. Their expressions were terrifying.

"Take them down and find something to block the shooting holes. The brothers in the tree castle also put on the gas masks. Hurry up! The Japanese are coming up, so guard the gate for me!"

Without taking a breath, Long Weng quickly ordered everyone, and everyone took action quickly, but no one expected that they would usher in such a crisis on the first day.

...

"What is that?"

Liao Mingyu, who was using the cannon mirror to observe the situation on the top of the mountain, asked a question. At this time, a large cloud of light yellow smoke appeared in the direction of the tree castle.

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

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

And as the smoke spread, the sound of gunfire on the top of the mountain slowly stopped.

Could it be...

"No, it's a poisonous gas bomb!"

Damn Japanese, he used biological and chemical weapons so quickly, and these beasts were really useless to counterattack the Tree Fort.

"This...what should the people in the tree castle do?" Yu Xiaoqing felt a stern in his heart, and he was worried for Long Weng and the others.

"Notify McLuhan and ask him to contact Heltering to bomb the Japanese offensive forces on the counter-slope!"
Chapter completed!