"In other words, we need a lot of soda water, and it is best to release gas bombs the day before it is going to rain?" Pang Bingxun couldn't help but marveled after hearing Zhou Weiguo's plan, but he was also worried.
"That's right, Brother Pang, can you ask some experienced farmers to ask, it's been more than March now, when will it rain?" Zhou Weiguo said.
"This is okay, but how much soda do we need?" Pang Bingxun asked.
"The more, the better. After all, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected." Zhou Weiguo said, "If it succeeds, Japan's 10th Division will also be lost here."
"Okay, I'll go get ready right away." Pang Bingxun said, "Brother Weiguo, the Japs' arsenal was bombed last night. Will there be Japs coming for reinforcements?"
Zhou Weiguo nodded and said, "I discussed this with Brother Xin Chen last night. The North China Front Army should not have any more reinforcements unless a few mixed brigades come. However, there is a high possibility that the Central China Front will come to support."
Yes. However, since we are planning poison gas bombs, we will do something ruthless and put you in the urn and serve them all."
"Okay!" Pang Bingxun suddenly said loudly, "It's true that the younger generation is terrible!"
…
on the other hand
At 8 o'clock on March 16, 1938, the Japanese army independently formed the 3rd Brigade and the 5th Brigade, a total of 24,000 people, and marched from North China to Linyi for support. The 16th Division and the 13th Division, a total of 52,000 people, marched from Central China.
Linyi to provide support. (The Japanese army had different number of divisions in several periods. It is generally understood as an average of 23,000-28,000 people, but non-field security divisions generally only have 12,000 people)
Zhou Weiguo didn't know it yet, but one of his plans had mobilized the entire battlefield situation.
…
March 16, 1938 3 pm
"What, it's going to rain tomorrow?" Zhou Weiguo said in surprise, "It seems like we can't wait for reinforcements from the Japanese army. Then eat this part first!"
"I agree." Zhang Zizhong arrived in Linyi City at this time and said calmly.
"I agree!" Pang Bingxun said, "But now Soda has only collected a few thousand kilograms."
"How many kilograms is it?" Zhou Weiguo asked, "1,000 kilograms is 500kg. It can be used with 5,000 kilograms of anti-virus solution, which is enough for 25,000 people. Brother Xin Chen's army has more than 40,000 people. Brother Pang's
There are nearly 30,000 troops, so about 3,000 kilograms of soda is enough."
"Is this enough?" Pang Bingxun was surprised, "That's still more than a thousand kilograms more, but I can keep it for later use. I'll have someone prepare the anti-virus solution."
"Yes. Then let me pass on the order. Once a poison gas bomb is launched, no matter who it is, they must cover their exposed skin with a cloth soaked in anti-virus solution." Zhou Weiguo said.
"good."
…
On March 16, 1938, Isotani Rensuke did not launch an attack because once an attack was launched, the Japanese soldiers would run out of ammunition and would become targets on the battlefield.
"Damn! How did the damn Chinese blow up the arsenal? Are the patrols and sentries just decorations?" Isotani Rensuke was still jumping around at the headquarters, "Fortunately, the explosion range this time was large, and biological and chemical weapons were also there.
They were all consumed in this explosion, otherwise our entire division would be waiting to cry!"
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, it's useless for you to be anxious now. It's better to defend," the Chief of Staff added, "Moreover, we have already asked the General Headquarters for reinforcements. Presumably, reinforcements will come soon. We just need to persist."
That’ll be fine until then.”
"Baga! Are you still a warrior of the Japanese Empire?" Isotani Rensuke grabbed the chief of staff by the collar and said angrily, "Did you let those Chinese pigs in! Did you betray the empire!"
"
"Isotani Rensuke, are you crazy?" the chief of staff said angrily, "I think you are really frightened by the Chinese!"
After being yelled at by the chief of staff, Isotani Rensuke came to his senses, let go of his hand, bent down and bowed, "I'm sorry, I've been distracted recently."
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, we still have 40,000 people. We don't need to be afraid of the Chinese. You just need to calm down."
…
1:00 a.m. on March 17, 1938
The moon was blocked by thick clouds, and the humidity in the air was high. Indeed, it would rain soon.
"Are you ready?" Zhou Weiguo asked.
Zhang Zizhong nodded and said, "It's ready. Target, Japanese camp, launch!"
The shells roared away.
Soon, the Japanese camp was in chaos again.
"Nani? What is this?" a soldier shouted, "It feels so uncomfortable!"
"Gas bombs? Impossible!"
"Ah! Mom!"
"It feels so uncomfortable! My eyes hurt!"
…
3 a.m. on March 17, 1938
Raindrops began to fall thickly.
Zhou Weiguo then took off the cotton cloth that covered his face. Logically speaking, the range of mustard gas's influence is also limited, and it does not affect them. However, if there is a gust of wind, it is hard to say.
"Ruikuan, you go and have a rest first. Wait until around 5 o'clock, then you can look at the results and report back." Zhou Weiguo said to a special operations team member.
"Yes! Captain!" Zhang Ruikuan replied, and at the same time saluted Zhou Weiguo, turned and walked towards the camp.
Zhou Weiguo shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to let him go.
"Wei Guo, why are you shaking your head?" Zhang Zizhong saw him and asked.
"This soldier is a bit stubborn. He doesn't listen to anyone but me." Zhou Weiguo said, "As a result, no matter who I assigned him to, he would always be full of nagging, but this guy is the only one who has a lot of nagging."
His visual ability is very good, so he was selected into the special operations team and placed under my own command."
"Hey, that's a treasure." Zhang Zizhong said with a smile, "It's pitch black now and it's raining. Even with a telescope, you can't see clearly. Are you not satisfied with such a precious soldier? If you don't want it, just give it to me.
Bar."
"That's not possible." Zhou Weiguo quickly shook his head and said, "Hey, brother Xun Chen, I'm actually just playing harp with you."
"I knew it, you kid!"
…
Heavy rain at 5:30 a.m. on March 17, 1938
"Report to the captain!" Zhang Ruikuan stood in front of Zhou Weiguo, stood at attention and saluted, and said.
"Say it."
"There was basically no movement in the Japanese camp, but it seemed that many people fell outside the Japanese camp. I suspect that the Japanese ran out on their own. They wanted to run because of the poisonous gas bombs, but they fell down before they could get far."
"Yeah. Not bad." Zhou Weiguo nodded and said, "Go and rest."
"yes!"
"Brother Xin Chen, wait until the rain subsides, and let the brothers go and make up a few more cuts." Zhou Weiguo said, and then looked at Zhang Zizhong with a burning gaze.
Zhang Zizhong was silent for a while and said, "Okay."
Zhou Weiguo laughed. He was afraid that Zhang Zizhong would say something bad and say that the Japanese were already prisoners. According to the Geneva Convention, they should do this.
"Brother Xin Chen, ask the brothers to use guns as long as they can when they go to make up for the damage. Although poison gas bombs were used, they can't kill you immediately. If you are not careful, you may be injured by the Japs." Zhou Weiguo said.
