The estuary was full of devastation, with large and small bullet craters and uninhabited corpses everywhere, and the air was filled with blood and burnt smell...

The Hayata brigade was stationed here. Three hours after the war began, the Japanese army successively reinforced two full brigades. There were only a few positions where the crowds were surging.

More than 3,000 people have fought to the present time less than half of them. It is impossible to imagine how terrifying the opponent's attacking firepower is. The Japanese could only huddle in the tunnel fortifications to avoid shells and air strikes, and appear to counterattack when the enemy charges.

"All out! Collect ammunition, check weapons and equipment, and press the warehouse!"

"Yue Kushima!"

The officer's shouts echoed in the empty land, and the Japanese soldiers were like ants drilling out of the cave, and the dense teams filled the originally uninhabited trenches again.

"call…"

The team leader Beicun climbed out of the tunnel and quickly shook off the mud on his body. The muzzle of the rifle in his hand was blocked by sand and soil. There was no way to find a pipe brush to clear the barrel, otherwise there would be a risk of an explosion as soon as the gun was fired later.

The bodies and broken sandbags outside have to be dealt with, the damaged trench fortifications must be repaired as soon as possible, and those companions who are buried underground by sand...

Under the command of the officers, the Japanese soldiers began to get busy. The Japanese knew that there was not much time left for them, and the other party could launch another attack at any time.

Not to mention those guys whose life and death are uncertain, the injured soldiers can't deal with it too much. They can only bandage and send it to the bunker behind, leaving a grenade for them to fend for themselves.

"Keicunjun, others..." The squad leader ran over with a dilemma.

"Not even came out, we are the only one left in the team."

Kitamura was lying on the trench and preached with fear. After saying that, she turned around and looked at the hole behind her.

Just after the shelling attack, most of the tunnel he was staying at was knocked down, and most of the people in a small team were buried under it. He and a few of his companions were lucky to hide at the corner of the tunnel to survive, but the other subordinates were unable to come out alive.

There was a layer of soil several meters thick on the tunnel. Now this situation cannot be rescued at all, so the commander could only order them to be abandoned.

"Kekimura, the Aragaki Kanyu of Team 63 is broken. You go over and take over the command. They are in the second ring fortification on the right. The location is very important. I will transfer a machine gun squad to you later."

"Hi!"

Beicun quickly agreed, but when he heard the place, he felt a little cold.

But there was no way, and the squadron leader could not resist the order. Kitamura had to stand up and accept it silently, preparing to take the remaining few soldiers to the 68th team to report.

"Sikashi...Squadron Captain, I just observed that the Chinese seem to have withdrawn. Should we re-arrange the defense line?"

Before leaving, the careful Kitami said something more. The location of the 63 team belongs to the middle of the defense line. Although the wide view is a very good fire support point, the location is very high.

It's like a big man guarding the alley with a machine gun. He seems to be a man who can't get rid of thousands of men, but it has become the first main target of the enemy's attack.

If it were in the past, such a machine gun ring fortification could block the attack of two or three hundred people if it was guarded, but now... the opponent's support firepower is not covered. The infantry cannot push it and directly bombard it. Otherwise, the plane will throw bombs. In the past half a day, it will be too bad for me to go there.

So he wanted to propose changing the position of the firepower point and not be so brainless in front of it. It was simply a behavior of killing one thousand enemies and destroying one hundred of them.

"Baga, this is not something you should worry about!" The squadron leader ignored it and instead scolded him loudly.

He could not tell that the Chinese people were withdrawing their troops. Now even the US fighter jets that had been constantly stopping that day were now calm.

As the saying goes, abnormality must be true, and the Chinese will definitely make bigger moves next.

It’s a pity that their fate has been destined. No matter how the enemy changes, it is impossible for them to escape unscathed.

call out…

Just as the squadron leader was pondering, a sound of breaking through the air came towards him. Most of the Japanese soldiers could hear it clearly. It was the sound of shells hitting them!

“おおいだす!”

"Arson!"

The terrified shouts came one after another, and the Japanese soldiers hurried into the trenches and subconsciously ran into the fortifications of the tunnel.

The Japanese were bombarded with conditioned reflexes by the continuous artillery bombardment in the past two days. As soon as they heard the whistle, they dared not stay on the position anymore. The opponent's artillery bombardment was not only powerful but also very dense. It was a little slower... Maybe they would turn into a pool of mud.

In a moment, the shells exploded on the position, but what was surprising was that this shelling was not as violent as expected. It was just that a few shells scattered on the position, and the explosion was not as powerful as before, causing almost no casualties.

Just when the Japanese were puzzled, light green smoke slowly rose from the place where the shell exploded, and slowly spread around with the wind blowing.

The air seemed to be filled with a faint smell of bitter almonds. Before the Japanese soldiers present could react, the Japanese closest Japanese suddenly felt difficulty breathing, and their chests were blocked by huge rocks and could not breathe. Then their pupils began to shrink, and their bodies twitched rapidly unconsciously.

Their faces flushed and their eyes burst out, and red spots of different sizes appeared on their bodies instantly, and their consciousness gradually blurred. In just a few seconds, a large number of Japanese soldiers fell to the ground with sore throats, and could not even scream, so they could only fall to the ground and twitch in despair.

"It's poisonous gas! Run!"

"Ahem...wait! Help...I..."

"Cough...ah..."

The atomized "Tower Demolition Agent" quickly spread in the air, and the light green smoke moved mysteriously, and everywhere he went, he kept harvesting the Japanese's life like a sickle in the god of death.

Not far away, Beicun seemed to have fallen into a ten-meter ice cave, and a chill penetrated his whole body from head to toe. Before the superior could speak, he turned his head and ran towards the tunnel entrance.

The squadron leader was also frightened by the scene in front of him. He was struck by lightning and listened to his subordinates' screams and howls, and his body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Haoku! Cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel and enter all the underground fortifications! Quick! Move..."

The situation was not too much to be thought about. The squadron leader quickly stood on the sandbag and wanted to call the soldiers into the tunnel to avoid it. However, before he could say a few words, he suddenly felt like something was stuck in his neck.

"Cough...Cough...How can it be?"

The poisonous mist is still far away, so why did I get caught?

The squadron leader covered his neck and felt uncomfortable. He was about to run but found that his limbs were gradually losing strength and began to sweat all over. Then his body was uncontrollable and his body was convulsing and twitching. He could only make a choking sound like a thorn in his throat.

"ah!!"

"Suzuka!"

...

Kitamura and several companions covered their mouths and noses with wet towels and ran forward desperately along the trench.

The desolate wails of nearby soldiers kept coming to their ears, which stimulated everyone's nerves even more, and the desire to survive forced them not to stop for a moment.

"Oda-kun, turn right forward and go right!" Kitamura hurriedly shouted to his companion who was running in front of him, and in a panic, the other party almost ran away the wrong way.

"I got it, hurry up..."

boom!

boom!

boom!

There is the tunnel entrance ahead, hoping that they will escape from the sky at a glance, but at this moment... a new round of shelling completely destroyed their hopes.

Several poison gas bombs exploded on the Japanese position again, and one of them happened to fall near the group of Kitamura. Oda, who was running in the front, was the first to be hit, and the choking smoke instantly swallowed it...

"Ahem..."

The explosion of air waves and smoke made my chest feel stuffy, making people unable to help but breathe and cough.

It's finished!

This was the last thought in Kitun's mind. The bitter apricot smell came to his nose, and an indescribable pain immediately surged into his heart.

His eyes raked violently, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle, and his mouth was so big that the boss wanted to breathe with all his strength, but his lungs could not feel any air as if they were drowned in the water. His whole person suddenly began to twitch violently, his legs were kicking, and his abdomen was painful like a knife.

Then it was like tens of thousands of steel needles pierced into the scalp. The head hurt so hard that it was unbearable, the muscles all over the body were spasms, and sweat soaked all the clothes.

In less than a minute, he was already confused and a lot of saliva flowed out of his mouth. He began to incontinence with convulsions and became uncontinent.

Gradually... Kitamura's body stopped twitching, his eyes widened but had lost the glory of his life, and what also stopped... his heartbeat...

The terrible thing about neurotoxic gas is its extremely lethality and volatile nature. In addition to the respiratory tract, it can also affect the human body through skin contact. In addition, normal people can inhale tiny doses to death.

Liquid poison is very easy to evaporate when exposed to the air. The floating smoke is just a catalyst. The real poison has long spread in the air. It is invisible and intangible, but it can kill people invisibly!

Hiding into the tunnel can only say that it can slightly delay the spread of poison gas, but the omnipresent poison gas can also enter it and kill any living creatures. Unless you can wear a gas mask as soon as possible and stay away from the killing area,... death is only a matter of time.

In this era, nothing can cause more damage than biological and chemical weapons except atomic bombs.

Within just a few minutes, a large number of Japanese soldiers on the position stopped breathing, and the poisoned person was in great pain, and his death was indescribable.

The Japanese are often dealing with biological and chemical weapons, but they have never seen such poisonous gas. It only takes a few minutes to kill people and they don’t have time to find cover or wear gas masks.

The Hekou position has become a hell on earth. Countless Japanese devils have ruthlessly taken their lives by the "Ta Cang". They have no time to escape in the face of despairing lethality. As long as they are slightly exposed to poisonous gas, they will die in an instant.

And the same tragic situation... is still happening throughout the Mandalay outer defense line...
Chapter completed!