Chapter 946 The Fog of Death (first update, please subscribe)
When the soldiers in the trenches made their final farewell.
In front of the trench, the engineers lying on the ground have connected the detonators. In front of them, strips of fine cloth tied to wooden sticks more than one foot high are slightly pointed at the Brazilian army's defense line as the wind blows.
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The engineers and soldiers' eyes were fixed forward, and occasionally they would look at their watches.
Soon!
As the time approached, orders from noncommissioned officers and officers rang out in the trenches. Standing in the trenches, which were more than one meter deep and filled with muddy water, the soldiers who had been waiting for midnight looked up and waited for the order to attack.
God, it’s already bright!
The sun is coming out soon!
The soldiers in the trenches knew very well that perhaps, this would be the last dawn in their lives, and perhaps they would never have the chance to see the sun rise again until they died.
Maybe this is the last moment of their lives. In fact, as soldiers, they are prepared for this moment.
"Fire the bayonet!"
At 5:30 in the morning, the officers in the trenches issued this order at the same time.
When the soldiers installed bayonets on their rifles, the trenches echoed with the sound of metal impact when installing bayonets. Then the soldiers held their rifles. Their expressions without exception all looked anxious and excited, but more of them were
Looking forward to it! They are looking forward to jumping out of the trenches and attacking the Brazilian position.
After waiting for a while, February 6th, 5:40!
Suddenly, the silent battlefield was broken by a series of explosions. On a front line that was tens of kilometers long, the explosions sounded like firecrackers. Amidst the continuous explosions, thousands of people stood like people.
The cylinder suddenly spewed out clouds of thick smoke, and the green smoke was blown by the wind and drifted towards the Brazilian army's position.
The green smoke is very thick!
The moment it was spit out, the earth was shrouded in a thick fog. The thick smoke was like mist, moving forward under the blow of the wind, but it did not disperse, but stuck tightly to it.
It landed on the ground and kept rolling forward. Its movements seemed to have an extremely unique beauty. It was squirming like countless green elves. They suddenly jumped out of the ground, and then landed on the ground.
Dancing gracefully without making any sound, the wind caressed the thick green elves. Accompanied by the wind, they twisted their bodies and swam toward the northeast.
The thick green fog looks beautiful and enchanting. It has a fairy tale-like beauty!
"Look, what is that?"
Kanel, standing in the guard post, looked at the thick green fog rolling in front of him, his eyes full of doubts.
For him who grew up in a plantation, he was no stranger to fog in the plantation. After it rained, the sugar cane plantation was always filled with similar mist.
But this is obviously not water mist, it is green, with yellow in the green, and it looks like a fairyland described in fairy tales - dazzling and beautiful!
The thick green mist danced on the earth like an elf flying out of the forest. Such a beautiful scene attracted everyone's attention. People hiding in the trenches stood up one after another, and they looked at it with dumbfounded eyes.
The fog is getting closer and closer.
The thick green fog looked so beautiful that everyone couldn't help but admire it. If they weren't just a group of slaves on the plantation, maybe they would compose a poem for others.
As for the white or mixed-race officers, they also looked at the green fog with surprised eyes.
What's this?
No one knows, but no one is aware of the danger.
Danger?
How is this possible?
How could such a beautiful fog be dangerous?
The Brazilian officers and soldiers in the trenches all looked at the enchanting green mist like forest elves with admiration.
At this moment, these Catholics seem to have forgotten one thing - when Satan appears in the world, he usually puts on the most beautiful coat. Just like this green elf, under the reflection of the rising sun, the green mist rolls against the ground and reflects something weird.
The brilliance, it looks so beautiful.
But who would have thought that such a beautiful mist could actually be the appearance of Satan?
A few officers even took pictures of the beautiful fog with a seagull camera produced in Ming Dynasty. They even felt that this was a meteorological wonder that was rare to see in a century!
Finally, amidst people's exclamations, this extremely rare meteorological spectacle finally slowly rolled in front of them. Its tentacles first passed through the barbed wire, and after swallowing the barbed wire, it rolled towards the trench, and was about to enter.
While in the trenches, some people even stretched out their hands, trying to touch the rare green mist.
Just when they were happily feeling the green mist with their hands, a pungent smell came over them.
"What does this smell like?"
"Cough, cough...this smell...is so unpleasant!"
Before the yellow-green smoke, which was almost two to three meters high, entered the trenches, some people with a keen sense of smell had already smelled the strong and pungent smell in the air!
But it was already too late at this time. Just when they were confused, the yellow-green smoke suddenly "falled" into the trench, shrouding everyone in it.
"Cough...cough...cough...help...cough..."
In the irritating and choking smoke, the people in the trenches kept coughing violently. On the defense line, the coughs became thicker and louder.
Amid the violent coughing, there were also many people shouting in terror.
"Cough...cough...what...is...going on...my eyes, my eyes..."
No one knew what happened. Surrounded by the yellow-green smoke that made it difficult to open his eyes, Carnell felt his eyes burning. When he screamed in terror, he felt that he could no longer breathe.
The breath came, and he felt extremely stuffy. He breathed hard, but what he breathed into his lungs was a choking poisonous mist.
"Cough, cough..."
The big gasps were replaced by more violent coughs. For a time, the trenches were full of Brazilians lying there and coughing. At this time, they all fell into despair - the strong sense of suffocation made
They tried their best to breathe, but the breathable toxic gas made it even more difficult for them to breathe.
Amidst the violent coughing, many people's lungs were coughed out. People in the trenches fell down in pieces. They fell at the bottom of the trenches, breathing eagerly. While they were breathing desperately,
, more poisonous mist was inhaled into their bodies, and in the end, they even had no strength to cough anymore. They just gasped desperately. Their breathing became faster and faster, and death came faster and faster...
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(End of chapter)
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