Chapter 133 Those Beasts Still Used Poison Gas

Seeing that the Type 95 light tank that he had high hopes for had just come on the field, before it had time to show its power, it was blown up by the Eighth Route Army in front of him with incredible methods.

Ping Song Yuji, the squadron leader of the garrison in Niangzi Pass, showed a shocked expression, although he had already guessed this result, after all, the enemy had a barreled cannon.

But he never expected that the other side's damn artillery would be so accurate! It only took one shell to kill his own tank, and he didn't even give his own artillery a chance to counterattack.

Heavenly locust, it's dark now! With such a poor vision, he can still have this hit rate. When did the artillery of the Eighth Route Army become so awesome!

And the enemy carrying the explosive pack is also outrageous. When did the beggars' explosive packs become so powerful? Just looking at the explosion, it seems that the materials used are more than those of his own arsenal.

What's more, the man's agile body movement is completely unreasonable. On the battlefield of gunfire and rain of bullets, he can actually get close to a tank without injury by blocking the shooting blind spot!

Could it be that after the Slavs and Aryans, the Eighth Route Army also has a superman?

Although the current battle situation is difficult for him to accept, the battle continues. And the entire squadron has no follow-up means, and there are less than 100 people left out of the original 300 people.

Helpless, Hiramatsu Ikuji could only look at the officer next to him, although the other party was not his direct superior. But on the battlefield, it must be the people with higher ranks who will command.

But the other party provided a wave of support when they just arrived at Niangzi Pass. Apart from that, most of the soldiers under this "colleague" didn't know what they were doing.

Sensing the helpless and panicked eyes of the people around him, Yamashiro Hisanobu curled his lips with some disdain. Although he only brought 800 people, he was a genuine lieutenant colonel.

In a sense, this old devil is somewhat similar to the deceased Yamamoto Ikki, and can be regarded as a special talent.

Yamashiro Hisanobu was born in Hiroshima and worked in the Okunoshima gas factory. Later, by chance, he went to the Army Narashino School, which specializes in training gas warfare officers.

After the full outbreak of the war in 1937, this little guy was one of the first gas warfare experts to be transferred to the regiment, and he had participated in the Battle of Jiangcheng.

The smooth experience in the past three years made him look down on those uneducated grassroots officers.

"Hiramatsu-kun, do you know why the brother country can be so powerful on this continent? The Republic of China has several times more soldiers than us, but we still beat them to pieces and even lost the capital."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Yamashiro Hisanobu turned his head to look at the battlefield in front of him and continued to talk to himself:

"Because our technology is more advanced, because we are an industrialized country. Although we are a little short of resources, we still have hidden allies behind us."

"The overall situation now is that two industrial countries fight against an agricultural country, which is why we are invincible."

"Our brother country warriors come out to fight, and they must talk about strength and background. The Eighth Route Army on the opposite side is very good at fighting, but under the power of technology, they can only be a small scoundrel."

After saying that, the devil took a deep breath, as if he was remembering the clean air here.

Looking at the Eighth Route Army soldiers in front of him, Yamashiro Hisanobu waved his hand and signaled his adjutant to bring up the equipment he would need in a while.

Although the number of the attacking Eighth Route Army soldiers was almost three times that of his own side, the old devil still had a trump card in his hand. That was the poison gas that had just been lying in the train compartment with his troops to Shimen.

This was why Yamashiro Hisanobu did not send all the soldiers to the front line. After all, these high-tech weapons required professionally trained soldiers even to carry them.

After the adjutant came back, the devil first handed a set of protective equipment to Hiramatsu Ikuji beside him, and then began to put it on himself.

"Hiramatsu-kun, put it on quickly. If you don't want to be accidentally injured, remember to wrap yourself up tightly. Although our original mustard gas has been used up, the power of the green and red cylinders is not small."

After hearing this, Hiramatsu Ikuji hurriedly put on the things handed over by the other party.

He had always had a question before, but he didn't dare to ask it because the other party's rank was too high. He didn't understand why Yamashiro Hisanobu brought so many soldiers but didn't carry heavy weapons.

Now Hiramatsu Ikuji already knew the answer to this question. These reinforcements were troops engaged in chemical warfare! In the current situation, heavy weapons are not as powerful as the poison gas bombs in their hands.

Seeing that the lieutenant next to him was almost ready, Yamashiro Hisanobu showed a cruel smile. Coupled with the gas mask on his face, he looked like a demon wandering in the world.

"Hiramatsu-kun, I'll give you one minute to quickly withdraw your men. You bastards who waste food are still a little useful. You will need you to clean up the battlefield with my men later."

After saying this, he ordered his adjutant:

"Enable special bullets! Today's wind direction is favorable to us! Don't be afraid of waste! I will take any responsibility!"

After receiving the order from their own superiors, dozens of devils wearing protective clothing and gas masks came to the artillery position carrying boxes. In order to quickly resolve the battle, Yamashiro Hisanobu took out half of the inventory.

Now it is northwest wind, which is the time when the utilization rate of poison gas is the highest. The only downside was the wind speed was a bit high, but their inventory more than made up for that.

As long as the quantity is large enough, no wind can affect their performance.

Although it is a bit like using anti-aircraft guns to hit mosquitoes, if they can defeat the two enemy regiments, it will be worth it.

According to Yamashiro Hisanobu's experience in marching and fighting over the years, not only will he not be punished, but he will also be rewarded with a high probability.

This old devil seemed to see himself promoted to colonel. He excitedly pulled out his command knife and shouted to the soldiers behind him:

"Prepare to fire!"

After hearing the order, the devils carefully took out 109 poison gas bombs. Even they themselves were very afraid of these green and red weapons.

After receiving the signal from the adjutant, these devils used projectors and grenade launchers to fire poison gas bombs at the position of the Eighth Route Army.

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The perspective switched back to the independent regiment and the 5th regiment of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region.

Just when the two tanks were killed, the soldiers were ready to pursue the victory and take down the Niangziguan Station in one go.

But the Japanese who were originally fearless of death suddenly began to fight and retreat. In less than two minutes, these little guys gave up the front position they had just seized.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound was heard in the air. One after another, the shells drew arc trajectories in the air and quickly fell on the original battle zone and the rear of the troops.

Seeing this situation, Captain Chen and Kong Jie couldn't help but frown deeper.

But a few seconds later, their faces became extremely ugly. The development of the matter exceeded their expectations. The two commanders were veterans and reacted quickly. They immediately commanded their men to respond.

"Poison gas! The Japanese released poison gas! Those who have gas masks quickly put them on! Those who don't have them immediately retreat and leave the battlefield to others!"

Soon, where the Japanese shells fell, puffs of smoke gradually rose.

Now even without the reminder of their own commander, the comrades knew that the frenzied little Japanese were forced to use their killer poison gas bombs after the successive failures of the attack.

Although many soldiers had not seen the harm of poison gas with their own eyes, the killer weapon passed down by word of mouth by veterans made everyone move quickly.

"Put on your gas masks! Check your clothes and try not to expose your skin! Those without equipment should retreat quickly! Quick, quick, quick!"

At the urging of the grassroots officers, the comrades immediately opened the small iron bucket behind their waists and took out the new equipment issued by the logistics department some time ago.

Although everyone's movements seemed a bit clumsy, it was just because of nervousness. After getting the gas mask, almost all soldiers practiced more than a dozen times, and unqualified people could not get this foreign thing at all.

Soon, the poison gas enveloped the entire battlefield, and some even drifted towards the distant village along the northwest wind.

At this time, there were still about 800 people left on the battlefield, and most of the soldiers without masks had left the battlefield. Only a few of them were too deep and had not had time to evacuate.

In desperation, they could only use the old method, peeing. Not only did they have to pee on the cloth, but they also had to apply it on their faces.

In the past, when facing the Japanese using poison gas, no matter which war zone the troops were in, they would not easily give up their positions.

The most common means of defense for soldiers who lacked support equipment was to urinate on a piece of cloth, and then cover their mouths and noses with the cloth and continue fighting.

At that time, everyone's cultural level was not high, and they did not understand the principles of the enemy's poison gas. No matter what kind of poison gas they faced, they did the same. Even later on the peninsula, they did the same when facing another group of devils of different skin colors.

This method is not the most scientific, but it is the most reasonable and effective choice under the current difficult conditions.

Because when many soldiers encountered poison gas, they never thought that they could get out of it today. They just hoped to hold on for a while longer and find a chance to kill a few more devils to make their sacrifice more valuable.

Their willpower is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Many people can endure the pain and continue to fight with broken arms and legs, so what does it matter if their whole body is festering.

However, this tragedy did not happen, not only because the troops had gas masks, but also because the devils did not use mustard gas or Louis gas.

Yamashiro Hisanobu mainly used green and red cylinders this time.

The main raw material of the green cylinder is chloroacetone, which is a white poison gas with strong irritation. After inhalation, humans will experience various adverse reactions such as difficulty breathing, coughing, and tears.

And the more you inhale, the stronger the reaction will be, and even at high concentrations, there will be a certain mortality rate.

When the Japanese used these poison gases, in order to pursue efficiency and make the enemy lose resistance quickly, they set the concentration of the poison gas to a very high level.

As a result, some armies without anti-gas equipment often have fatal cases.

Another type of gas used by the Japanese is the red cylinder, which is a sneeze-type poison gas, and the main raw material is diphenyl cyanoarsine.

The characteristic of this poison gas is that it takes effect quickly. Soldiers will sneeze and vomit uncontrollably in less than a minute without protection.

At that time, let alone fighting, being able to stand firmly is considered to be in good health.

It is because of this feature that the poison gas made from sneeze-type poisons has become the most widely used by the Japanese in major war zones.

The reason why the cloth strips with urine can temporarily prevent the above two poisonous gases is that it can filter and block the flow of the smoke layer, so that part of the poisonous gas evaporates with the water absorbed by the cloth strips themselves.

Another reason is hydrolysis. Some poisons will split when they come into contact with water and then lose their toxicity. In addition, since the soldiers cannot eat high-protein food with fixed acid, their urine is alkaline.

Alkali can be said to be the natural enemy of all acidic gases, and it also promotes the hydrolysis of poisonous gases.

The strips of cloth in the hands of the soldiers provide them with a guarantee to escape from the poison. As long as they do not stay in the poisonous fog for too long, they can leave this area safely.

The reason why the yellow tube is more difficult to deal with is that this poisonous gas can penetrate textiles and is difficult to dissolve in water.

This corrosive poisonous gas can take effect even without passing through the respiratory system. It can penetrate the skin through all the pores on the human body and destroy your body.

Fortunately, Yamashiro Hisanobu's troops did not carry the yellow tube this time, otherwise I don’t know what will happen on the battlefield.

In the temporary command post, Kong Jie and Captain Chen looked ahead with some concern. It was surrounded by poisonous gas and almost nothing could be seen.

"The damn little devils, they actually hid a hand of poisonous gas! Damn it!"

Hearing Kong Jie's curse, Captain Chen was also very angry. Although their fifth regiment was equipped with relatively more gas masks, it was the first time to test the quality of the equipment in actual combat.

He clenched the Mauser pistol in his hand and was very worried about the soldiers on the front line.

At this time, people gradually withdrew from the poisonous fog. Although their condition did not look very good, at least they were not in danger of life.

Seeing this situation, the two regiment commanders were relieved.

Then, a company commander belonging to the 5th Regiment withdrew from the front line. After seeing his own officers and soldiers, he immediately trotted up to report the situation on the front line.

"Commander, this thing issued by the logistics department is really good this time. The poison gas of the little devils is just like a fake, and we are fine."

After hearing this news, Commander Chen finally put his hanging heart into his stomach.

He turned his head to look at Kong Jie, but found that the other party was also staring at him. Through the eye mask of the gas mask, he could see that this famous honest man in northwest Shanxi was winking at him.

"Old Chen, before your regiment set out, the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region should have taught you a new tactic."

Commander Chen, who was originally a little puzzled, seemed to have thought of something after hearing Kong Jie's words, and then he also showed an excited expression.

"Hahaha, of course! This time I will teach those bastards a lesson! Just consider it as interest today! One day, I will make the devils pay back with interest!"

Here it comes