The weather on this day was very good. There was not only warm sunshine and clear sky in the valley, but also the biting spring breeze. The sun was shining on the back, making people feel a little lazy. In the first trench, two people
The soldiers of the foreign troops were sitting at the bottom of the ditch, chatting with each other in Japanese, and sometimes they took out a small notebook and made signs.
Almost every soldier in the foreign army has a copy of that book. In addition to a few words, there is also a printed calendar. This calendar is the work schedule of these foreign soldiers. They will do what they have just learned after dark every day.
Draw a circle on the past day. When these 12 calendars are filled with circles, they can take their families and leave the poor place on R Island to live in the South China Sea Federation.
Just a few months ago, a guy named Kenta Shanshan was very lucky. He just lay down on a tree and sent two signals, and he got a large piece of land in Australia personally gifted to his family by the federal president.
And he also enjoys various tax exemption policies because he has a medal.
"Squad leader, do you think I will be lucky enough to trade one leg or even two legs for a piece of land? Look at his house, it's still a two-story house." The shorter soldier looked at a book in his book.
Zhang asked the soldier with the big beard next to him from the photo he cut out from the newspaper.
"You don't have that fate, kid. Just stay here with me. When summer comes, we can go back by boat. Are you homesick, kid?" The bearded man was leaning on the periscope to observe the situation in front of the position.
He wondered why the US military did not attack today.
"I always feel uneasy. What are the Americans doing?"
"It's a good idea if they don't come. It's best if they never come. We can stay here for a few months and then we can go home." The short soldier put away his small notebook and raised his head to enjoy the warmth of the sun.
Whoosh..." As if hearing the soldiers' prayers, the U.S. military's artillery fire suddenly opened fire, and the screams of several cannons came from the air.
"The Americans are crazy. With so many artillery firing at the same time, aren't they afraid of being bombed?" The veteran hurriedly left the periscope when he heard the sound of cannons and shrank to the bottom of the trench, still muttering.[
"...Hey...boy, this shelling seems a little different?" The veteran waited with his mouth open for more than ten seconds at the bottom of the trench, but did not wait for a big explosion that could shake people's internal organs out of place. He was confused.
asked the short soldier next to him.
"Squad leader, those cannons exploded in mid-air...it looked like smoke." The short man did not squat at the bottom of the trench with his mouth open waiting for the bombardment, but raised his head curiously, looking at the cannons that kept exploding in the air.
gun.
"...Amaterasu...this is poisonous gas!!! Boy, where is your gas mask? Put it on...quickly!!!" The veteran looked at the falling yellow stars in the sky in confusion.
and white smoke, he reacted immediately, ran to a medicine box and crawled. He took out a gas mask and put it on his head, then looked at the young soldier who was looking at him blankly and asked.
"I...my gas mask was broken by my step..." After hearing the veteran's words, the short soldier dug out a gas mask from a pile of medicine boxes, and then put a finger through the rubber breathing mask.
A hole in his body, staring blankly at the veteran.
"Asshole!!! Why didn't you tell me earlier? You are seeking death!" the veteran roared muffledly in the gas mask.
"Squad leader, help me. I don't want to die. My mother and my four younger sisters still want me to support them. I can't die! I have to run back. I run back to get a spare mask!" The short soldier only said now.
Realizing that he was afraid, he jumped up and prepared to climb out of the trench and run to the back of the position.
"Come back to me, I didn't wait for you to run back. Yours was poisoned to death. Here you go, I am an old bachelor and my parents are dead. Originally, I wanted to work hard to go back and get a wife, but I don't have to now.
Wear this and remember to visit my grave every year from now on." The veteran pulled the mask off his head, held down the short soldier he had pulled from the edge of the trench, and put it on his head.
"Squad leader. What should you do? It's my fault. I can't bring you down." When the short man saw the squad leader giving his mask to him, the short man struggled hard not to put the mask on his head.
"Asshole! Bang, bang... If we move any more, we'll both be finished. Remember what I said. You don't have to lie down on the edge of the trench and look around. If there is a shelling, just squat down and open your mouth. When charging, follow
Don't expose your body behind the tank, do you understand?" The veteran waved his hand and slapped the two short men in the mouth, and ordered while putting the mask on his head.
"..." The short soldier was stunned. He squatted in the trench shivering and watched blankly as the veteran tore off his shirt, then poured water from the kettle on it, covering it.
Then he knelt on the ground, put his head on the trench floor, and grabbed some soil with his hands to cover the side of his head.
On March 11, 1942, the U.S. military used more than 700 cannons and fired tens of thousands of poison gas cannons at the federal army positions in Pocatello. Due to the windless weather that day and the federal army positions in a valley,
Under the influence of specific gravity, these mustard gas, diphosgene, and Lewis gas slowly dropped to the ground, covering an area of several kilometers and persisting for a long time.
Although the federal army is issued with gas masks, many soldiers in the army, especially those foreign soldiers who have been in the army for less than one year, find it troublesome and do not carry or keep their own gas masks with them. This poison gas attack by the US military
The battle caused a large number of casualties to the federal army.
Of the nearly 110,000 federal defenders, more than 30,000 were killed by poison gas on the same day, and more than 40,000 were injured to varying degrees. Many people's skin began to ulcerate, and their eyes were also blinded by the poison gas. The federal defenders
The combat effectiveness was completely lost, and only a small number of the armored troops and air force as reserves were evacuated urgently. Most of them were besieged in the Pocatello area and became corpses or prisoners of the US military.
Big win in Pocatello!!!
Three days later, when the poisonous gas had completely dissipated, the U.S. military occupied the federal position in Pocatello and finally recaptured this federal frontline stronghold, destroying the plan of federal bombers to continue taking off and bombing the eastern United States. They also captured several prisoners.
Ten thousand federal soldiers and a large amount of federal weapons and equipment, but four federal airports and a large number of aviation bombs stored there were all detonated by the federal air force.[
American newspapers did not mention the use of poison gas by the US military, because the US military did not mention it at all. It is said that when General Bradley, the commander-in-chief of the US Western Theater Command, arrived in Pocatello for an inspection, he saw those injured by poison gas.
The miserable situation of the crippled federal soldiers almost made them vomit on the spot. Those soldiers covered in rotten flesh could not be called human beings at all, but they were still conscious and kept shouting something. The whole Pocatello
It's like a hell on earth.
However, this secret did not last long. A week later, when the people of the eastern United States were happily celebrating the victory of the US military and preparing to drive the federal invaders into the sea, three newspapers in the United States suddenly published a front-page headline at the same time.
In this report, the tragic situation in Pocatello was shown in several large photos. At the end of the report, there was a sentence from Liu Fu, President of the South China Sea Federation:
"When our soldiers were brutally attacked by poison gas, the war was no longer a war. It went beyond the scope of war. It was a massacre. The U.S. government started a competition to see who had the better means of massacre.
Effective and more cruel competition. As the president of the South China Sea Federal Government, I regret to inform the U.S. government that the South China Sea Federation has accepted the U.S. government’s
We will use the Operation of the Century to tell the U.S. government that in the battle with conventional weapons, the U.S. government cannot win. In the battle with unconventional weapons, the South China Sea Federation will still be the winner. The American people please pray to your God.
Pray, although he can't save your lives, he can comfort your fearful hearts." (To be continued...)
