Facing the corpses covering the trenches, the battlefield that was supposed to be filled with loud killings took on an eerie silence.
Many soldiers looked at the piles of corpses in the trenches in death poses. Anyone could feel the pain they endured before they died. This place was like a hell cursed by the devil, and everyone's expressions became particularly strange.
pale.
"Ugh... ugh..."
A soldier's stomach began to churn when he saw the corpses scattered all over the place. He wanted to take off his gas mask as a reflex, but was pushed aside by the veterans on the side.
"Boy... if you don't want to die, swallow what you are about to spit out quickly. Otherwise, once you take off the mask, even the gods will not be able to save you. Do you understand?"
"Beep beep beep..."
A sharp whistle sounded again, and the officers began to shout loudly!
"All in all...move on..."
"Rush..."
"Beep..."
Accompanied by a long and sharp whistle, this is the whistle of attack.
Hearing the whistle, the soldiers reflexively crossed the trench and rushed towards the next Japanese position.
While charging, many soldiers couldn't help but look back at the weird trench that was like a hell on earth. Such a weird and cruel battlefield shocked everyone's heart.
Many years later, the soldiers who participated in today's battle still cannot forget today's scene. In their view, if there really is a God of Death in the world, then today... is undoubtedly the celebration and carnival of the God of Death.
"Tuanzuo, we have broken through the first trench of the Japanese army and have not encountered any resistance, no resistance at all!"
In the charge team, the second battalion commander Xiao Zhankui, who was wearing a gas mask, loudly reported into the walkie-talkie, and his excited roar came from the vibrating steel plate inside the gas mask.
Compared with the fear of some soldiers, as the battalion commander, he and many officers felt unprecedented excitement. They originally thought that after the poison gas was released, the second battalion would have to carry out an arduous battle as in the past.
In a tough battle, he had to pay a certain price to break through the Japanese defense line, but at this time he found that he was actually... marching.
Yes, you heard it right, we are marching.
The huge Japanese army position was littered with corpses of Japanese soldiers. These corpses were in strange shapes and postures before they died, but they all had one thing in common, that is, no one stood up to stop their attack.
The cold-proof door curtain of the underground command post was opened, and a combat staff officer rushed in. His usually serious face looked particularly panicked at the moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he reported to Ishihara Wanji with unprecedented fear on his face: "
Your Excellency, Division Commander, the forward position of the 19th Brigade located in the foreword was attacked by China poison gas. Brigade Commander Kusaba Tatsumi lost contact after sending out the message that a large number of Imperial Army soldiers were injured due to the poison gas attack."
Although he still didn't know what was happening ahead, based on his experience, he vaguely guessed that the situation of the 19th Brigade was not good. In just a few minutes, a brigade lost contact. What happened?
"Baga...what is going on?" Chief of Staff Colonel Nakazawa Mizuo grabbed the combat staff officer's collar and screamed, while Ishihara Wanji, who was lying on the combat map, stared blankly.
Looking at the panicked two people, the pencil fell from his fingertips.
"Your Excellency, Division Commander... The Chief of Staff of the 30th Brigade called to report that the assault troops of the Liantai Militia had broken through the 30th Brigade's defense area twenty minutes ago. Major General Sasaki Toichi tried to command the troops to counterattack.
But they were quickly repelled by the Chinese army.
In addition, some imperial soldiers in the area bordering the 30th Brigade and the 108th Division were injured by poison gas to varying degrees. Currently, the Liantai Militia Group is continuing to attack the 108th Division on the left..."
At this time, another communications officer put down the phone in his hand and reported loudly. The entire command post fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at each other. What happened?
"Our defense line was breached by the Chinese." Mitsuo Nakazawa murmured, with an expression of confusion, panic and fear on his face. After a while, he suddenly screamed loudly: "It's poison gas... it's poison gas.
Killed everyone!"
"How is it possible...how could there be such a powerful poisonous gas in this world?" Ishihara Wanji also showed an expression of disbelief and murmured to himself: "The empire's chemical weapons are not only the best in Asia, but also first-class in the world.
But even I didn’t know there was such a powerful poisonous gas in the world? Shouldn’t it?”
"No... there is another possibility. Perhaps those Chinese people purchased advanced poison gas from the Americans, British or even Germans. This poison gas can kill soldiers exposed to the poison gas in a very short period of time.
"
Mizuo Nakazawa, who had regained consciousness a little, suddenly said, he turned his head and looked at Ishihara Wanji, feeling that even his hands were shaking involuntarily when he spoke, if it is true...
Ishihara Wanji suddenly said: "I don't care what damn new poisonous gas those Chinese people have. Our division's mission is to destroy them. Even if they use poisonous gas, we must at least stick here until reinforcements arrive. By then we will
You can still launch a counterattack."
Nakazawa Mitsuo understood that the reinforcements Ishihara Kanji was talking about were the SJZ's Third Tank Group and the 21st Flying Group stationed in Shanxi. But now that the situation is so tense, can they still hold on until the reinforcements arrive?
After finishing speaking, Ishihara Wanji stared at Mitsuo Nakazawa and said word by word: "Nakazawa-kun, you should rush to the headquarters of the 30th Brigade immediately and take over the command there. I believe the Chinese people have not arrived there.
After you go there, you must nail it there like a nail and not let the Chinese take another step forward, otherwise the lessons learned from the 41st Division's mistakes will be right in front of you, do you understand?"
Looking at Ishihara Wanji's eyes that suddenly turned red, Nakazawa Mizuo understood that his division commander had fallen into a state of madness.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.
Nakazawa Mizuo was furious. Before he could reprimand, he heard a staff officer rushing in like a whirlwind, with a panicked expression in his eyes.
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, this is bad... Several poison gas bombs exploded nearby. Now the poison gas is drifting here. Dozens of soldiers have been poisoned. Please leave here quickly!"
"Nani?"
The officers in the headquarters were shocked. Nakazawa Mizuo's conditional reflection board immediately grabbed Ishihara Wanji's hand and said loudly: "Your Excellency, division commander, you must leave here immediately. It is too dangerous here."
"No...I will never leave my headquarters." At this time, Ishihara Wanji looked particularly stubborn and said firmly: "If the 16th Division is destined to be destroyed here, then let me and the 16th Division
Let’s die here together!”
"guard!"
Mitsuo Nakazawa signaled to the guards nearby. The guards understood and swarmed up and dragged Ishihara Wanji out of the headquarters...