RPAGF Chapter 225 A desperate attack
Chapter 225 A desperate attack
225 Desperate Sniper
But Ye Qingshan didn't know at this time.
At this time, Zheng Quezi's battalion was blocking the Japanese Songshi Battalion in the north. The Japanese here were not using ordinary poison gas bombs.
Instead, it was mustard gas that the Japanese had recently developed and had just begun to produce.
The difference between mustard gas and the ordinary poison gas bombs used by the Japanese at this time is this.
Mustard gas is more toxic and can be transmitted not only through the mouth and nose, but also through skin contact.
However, Zheng Guizi was not aware of this at the moment.
They still treated the Japanese mustard gas as ordinary poison gas bombs.
But soon, they noticed something was wrong.
"Captain, something's wrong.
There was something wrong with the poison gas bombs used by the Japs this time.
Many soldiers covered their mouths and noses with wet towels, but they were still poisoned.
I suspect that the Japanese are not using the same poison gas bombs as before against us this time.
It is a new type of poison gas bomb they developed, which can also cause poisoning if it comes into contact with the skin."
Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Ying found Zheng Quezi and anxiously told him his guess.
"Fuck the Japs, what a bunch of beasts."
After hearing this, Zheng Quezi immediately started cursing.
He still had great trust in his deputy battalion commander.
Not only is he young, he has also attended military school and studied abroad.
He was specially selected by Ye Qingshan from among the young officers of the National Army to be Zheng Quezi's deputy.
This will make up for Zheng Quezi's shortcomings in military command.
At this time, many of Ye Qingshan's troops had such a combination.
Like Wang Dachuan and Zhao Dongsheng before, they are also such a combination.
“So what do we do now?
Commander Ye has given a death order that we must hold on until tomorrow noon.
Regardless of whether the Japs use new types of poison gas bombs or not, we must complete the mission."
Zheng Quezi had never encountered such a situation before, and his battlefield experience was useless for a while.
He didn't know what to decide for a moment and could only ask Luo Ying.
"Captain, that's it.
Let most of the soldiers withdraw from their positions and retreat to the second-line positions in the upwind area.
The Japanese's poison gas could not spread there.
In addition, the second-line position is also close to the river.
We can ask the soldiers to go to the riverside in batches to wash their faces.
However, this would make it easier for the Japanese to attack our main position.
Therefore, we must leave a troop to hold the main position and withstand the initial offensive of the Japanese.
The other fighters will take turns to fight.”
Luo Ying made a rational analysis and came up with the most feasible tactical plan given their current conditions.
After hearing this, Zheng Quezi also looked embarrassed.
Zheng Quezi's intuition told him that Luo Ying's plan should be feasible.
However, the biggest disadvantage of this method is that a team must be sacrificed.
Let them hold on to the main position and buy time for other brother troops to retreat to the second-line position to avoid poison gas and take turns to fight.
"Go, call all the company and platoon leaders over here."
Zheng Quezi said through gritting his teeth.
He is also a decisive person. He knows that he cannot hesitate at this time and must make a decision quickly.
Soon, all the company and platoon leaders of the battalion were called together.
Zheng Quezi explained the situation and everyone started cursing the Japs.
"Battalion Commander, let our company take care of this task.
Who made us the main force? "
After a moment, a company commander wearing a steel helmet stepped forward and offered to take on the task.
Zheng Quezi looked at the company commander in front of him with a complicated expression.
The other party was one of Zheng Quezi's former veteran comrades.
He also followed him all the way here, going through countless battles, and is the last surviving comrade.
The other veterans all died in previous battles.
To be honest, if possible, Zheng Quezi didn't want his only remaining old comrade to take on this task.
The company commander seemed to have understood Zheng Quezi's thoughts.
But he knew better that he had to stand up and support Zheng Quezi at this time, and shouted, "Battalion Commander, don't hesitate."
"Okay, this task will be handed over to the first company.
Go back and prepare."
Seeing that the company commander had made up his mind, Zheng Cuzi nodded immediately.
"Captain of the First Company, please stay for a moment!"
After the other company and platoon leaders left, Zheng Quezi left the company commander alone.
"Old ghost!"
Zheng Quezi looked at his last old comrade with some sadness.
Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the company commander: "Stop, you cripple.
I know what you want to say, just stop talking.
Someone has to take up this task."
When Zheng Quezi heard himself being called "dead cripple", he was not angry at all.
With his current status, no one dared to call him 'Dead Cripple' anymore. Only this comrade nicknamed 'Old Ghost' still dared to call him that in private.
After Lao Gui finished speaking, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zheng Quezi.
“This is a letter from home that I never had the chance to send back.
I guess there will be no chance later.
Now I give it to you, and when the battle is over, please help me send it back."
The old ghost threw down a letter and left quickly.
Zheng Quezi silently put away the letter from home and put it in his arms.
Soon, a new round of attacks by the Japanese will begin.
They fired poison gas bombs again, which fell in front of the position and emitted billowing yellow smoke.
As the wind blew, the poisonous gas quickly dispersed.
It permeated the entire blocking position.
At this time, except for the soldiers of the first company, all the soldiers of other companies withdrew from their positions and retreated to the second-line positions in the back.
“Brothers, wrap your face with a towel, not just your mouth and nose.
The whole face has to be covered as well.”
The company commander, "Old Ghost", shouted loudly to the soldiers of the surrounding companies.
Soon, poison gas enveloped the blocking position.
The company commander and his entire company, more than a hundred soldiers, were still hiding in the trenches and soon felt uncomfortable.
Many soldiers have begun to experience symptoms such as headaches, dizziness, and nausea.
Everyone was enduring the physical pain and hiding quietly in the trenches.
"Kill him!"
Half an hour later, as the yellow mustard gas was blown away by the wind, the Japanese troops commanded by Major Matsuishi began their attack.
At this time, Major Matsuishi still had about 800 remaining Japanese soldiers under his command.
Originally, the Japanese Major Matsuishi had already started to slack off and had stopped attacking with the remaining 800 Japanese soldiers.
However, following a strict order from the Japanese regiment commander.
They were told to open a passage to the south today, otherwise they would all commit suicide collectively to make an apology.
Now, Major Matsuishi and his 800 remaining Japanese soldiers had no way to retreat and could only continue the attack.
Fortunately, the Japanese division sent them a secret weapon, mustard gas.
This time, they finally regained their confidence.
"Major, our observers have discovered.
All Chinese troops have retreated to the second-line positions in the west."
A Japanese officer came running over to report.
"Haha, the Chinese must be afraid of our new tear gas.
Then he ran to the upwind area to escape.
However, this means that there will be no one left on the Chinese main position.
Tell the soldiers to take down the Chinese positions in one fell swoop."
Major Matsuishi was very excited.