The Boss of the Yan Family in Siheyuan

"Hi." Ono Masao, the captain of the Japanese artillery, picked up the telescope and looked at it and nodded quickly.

Then return to the artillery squadron position and direct your soldiers to build a mortar position.

After hearing Masao Ono's words, the Japanese quickly dismounted and built a mortar position, and the gunners unloaded the shell boxes from their horses.

The Type 97 mortar is composed of three parts: a square base plate, a triangular gun mount and a gun barrel. It takes about three minutes to assemble.

Since the Japanese mortar position was behind the Japanese cavalry formation, Wang Chengzhu did not see the location of the Japanese artillery position.

Eight Type 97 mortars were lined up in a row, and the shooting elements had been adjusted. The Japanese gunners were holding the shells and waiting for orders.

"Wait a minute." Ichiro Fujita said, "Use chemical bombs."

"Nani." Masao Ono and the artillerymen all looked at Ichiro Fujita in astonishment.

In combat, the Japanese army generally used poison gas bombs as their trump card. It was a weapon that was used to turn the tables after being defeated. It was very rare to launch poison gas bombs as soon as they came up.

There are four poison gas bombs in the Japanese army, red bombs, green bombs, blue bombs and yellow bombs.

"Da, da, da, da, da, da, da." Along with the shaking of the heavy machine gun, a continuous stream of bullets sprayed out from the muzzle of the heavy machine gun, emitting long tongues of flame, and the bullet casings scattered all over the ground.

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Immediately afterwards, the firing sound of the heavy machine gun rang out like exploding beans.

When the second wave of gas bombs fell and exploded, the soldiers all put on gas masks. Through the transparent mirror of the gas mask, they watched the green gas spreading around the machine gun position. The soldiers were not afraid at all, and were even a little excited.

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One hundred meters.

In this case, he wouldn't have to commit seppuku. Not only that, Yoshio Shinozuka might even treat him to a drink and arrange some imperial ladies for him.

"Ichiro Fujita, an old devil, would never have imagined that we are equipped with so many gas masks." Zhang Dabiao on the side sneered and said in a somewhat unkind tone.

In real history, Brigadier Chen was actually hit by a Japanese poison gas bomb.

The exposed heavy machine guns and light machine guns are still there, which shows that the Eighth Route Army did not choose to escape. Otherwise, given the poverty of the Eighth Route Army, they would never have given up so much good equipment when they escaped.

After the Japanese artilleryman heard this, he immediately put back the ordinary artillery shells in his hands, then opened the box engraved with a skull pattern and took out the gas bombs.

At the same time, on the machine gun position of the new regiment, Li Yunlong heard the sound of the roaring shells breaking through the air and shouted: "Hide, fire."

Fujita Ichiro showed a proud expression: "Order, the guard and the second squadron prepare to attack.

After all, no one can guarantee that there were no wounded soldiers among the Japs who were shot. It is very possible that the Japs hid behind the belly after falling from their horses and could not be shot by machine guns.

But what made the Japanese desperate was that they couldn't find even a rock bunker where they were, so they had to lie on the ground and pray that bullets would not hit them.

Fujita Ichiro estimated that the Eighth Route Army used so many machine guns and machine gun ammunition that most of the assets of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army were used.

In response to the Japanese's gas bomb tactics, the Eighth Route Army had specialized radiochemical cadres who continuously organized training for soldiers and prepared poisonous equipment to the best of their ability.

Because I was afraid of alerting the Japanese by speaking loudly, I could only pass on the news one-on-one.

Among them, red bombs are also called tear gas bombs. This kind of gas bomb is the poison gas bomb with the least damage and power.

When the soldiers heard Li Yunlong's shouts, they immediately lay down on the ground to defend themselves against the shells. There was no panic in their expressions. The reason for this was because they knew that they would not be able to withstand a few shells, and their own artillery would retaliate against the enemy.

Fifty meters.

Seeing this situation, Li Yunlong sneered twice, thinking that the Japanese were rushing to kill him.

Soldier C: "Let the Japanese come in and fight."

The abdomen must have been cut. Ichiro Fujita looked at his stomach and couldn't help but shudder.

His face was pale, and there was deep disbelief in his expression and eyes. He originally thought it was a harvest, but he didn't expect that he was being harvested.

In less than two minutes, the Japanese swarmed in wearing gas masks and holding rifles. They were all shot to the ground and no one escaped.

In this way, even if the Japanese army can rush up the slope in front, the casualties will not be small. The cavalry regiment has already lost more than half, and it cannot lose any more cavalry. Otherwise, even if it wipes out all the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side, it will still be punished when it returns, or even

Being asked to commit seppuku was not what Ichiro Fujita wanted.

"Haha Gu."

With a muffled sound of "dong, dong, dong," the gas bombs rushed out of the cannon and flew into the sky, drawing an arc in the air and hitting the new group of machine gun positions with a sharp whistling sound.

If the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side is completely wiped out in this battle, the entire division of the Eighth Route Army will be affected, and its combat effectiveness will definitely decrease.

When he saw the diffuse red gas, Li Yunlong's expression changed and he shouted loudly: "It's poisonous gas. Hurry up and put on a gas mask."

"Captain, the soldiers who inhaled the poisonous gas have lost their combat effectiveness." At this time, Wang Chengzhu ran over and said to Li Yunlong.

For example, every Eighth Route Army soldier must have towels and garlic during combat.

When the Japanese cavalry rushes over, we have machine guns, and when the Japanese fire gas bombs, we have gas masks. It feels good to have this equipment.

Two hundred meters.

Retreating behind the slope, Li Yunlong ordered to Zhang Dabiao on the side: "Tell the soldiers not to be anxious, and put the little devil fifty meters away from us before taking action.

Ichiro Fujita was also anxiously beaten by the Eighth Route Army. Even if the Eighth Route Army's machine gun positions were plowed with artillery fire, ordinary artillery shells could destroy some of the Eighth Route Army's machine gun firepower points, but they could not destroy all of them.

As Li Yunlong gave an order, the soldiers of the new group reacted instantly. The hundreds of people who were lying on the ground all reached out to grab the gas masks beside them.

But at this time, the soldiers were all wearing gas masks, so the sound transmission effect was not very good, and it sounded like a military force.

"Commander, look, all the Japanese wounded soldiers have joined in." Zhang Dabiao whispered to Li Yunlong at the side.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers in front of them falling down in droves, the Japanese soldiers behind them became a little panicked and looked for cover in panic to avoid the bullets.

Soldier A: "Put the Japanese fifty meters away and fight."

The little devil thought that if he wore a gas mask and went up there, he could harvest people's heads, and everyone was very excited.

After hearing Li Yunlong's words, Zhang Dabiao said to the soldiers on the side: "Put the Japanese at a distance of fifty meters and fight."

The moment the heavy machine gun sounded, the soldiers wearing gas masks set up the machine guns on the position almost at the same time.

In just a few hours, the entire elite cavalry regiment was basically wiped out. In the end, only dozens of guards were left beside him.

"These little sons of bitches are still doing the same thing. If they can't beat them, they'll use poison gas." Li Yunlong's tone was still cold. Li Yunlong hated the Japanese for using poison gas in battle. When the little devils used this trick in the early days, the Eighth Route Army didn't know it.

What the hell is this? The soldiers were caught off guard and were often hit.

But the use of poison gas bombs is different. It can directly make all the Eighth Route Army lose their combat effectiveness instantly. Not only can the cavalry go up and harvest people's heads, but they can also seize dozens of light and heavy machine guns and bullets.

Only dozens of soldiers near the impact point of the poison gas bombs inhaled some poison gas, and most of the soldiers did not inhale poison gas.

Soldier B: "Put the Japanese five meters away and start beating them."

Although people can wear gas masks to prevent poisonous gas from being inhaled into the lungs, they cannot wear gas masks on the horses, so the attacking team can only advance on foot.

"It just so happens that this time we can kill the little devil in one go." Li Yunlong's voice was cold, he picked up the heavy machine gun next to him and pulled the bolt.

The next moment, mortar shells landed on the machine gun position of the new regiment, exploding with bang bang bang, but to the soldiers' expectation, what fell was not a mortar shell.

"Fire." Seeing that the little Jaap had already reached a distance of fifty meters from the position, Li Yunlong shouted, and then pressed the weight of the heavy machine gun.

Under such a thick poison gas, it is impossible for the Eighth Route Army's poisoning equipment made of wet towels and garlic to be effective. After waiting for two or three minutes at most, the Eighth Route Army will be poisoned to the ground, and then the cavalry can be sent to collect it.

It's corn.

When Ichiro Fujita saw this scene through the telescope, he froze on the spot, motionless like a sculpture.

Fujita Ichiro drew his command sword and pointed forward and shouted: "Attack."

The Japanese artillery fired green bombs this time, and only inhaled a small amount of poisonous gas. Although it would not kill people, it could make people vomit, have difficulty breathing, and lose combat effectiveness.

Bullets as dense as locusts poured in, and there was no way to avoid them. The Japanese who was hit by the bullets twitched like an electric shock and fell down, and his body was covered in blood from the machine gun fire.

It is not the kind of gas mask made with wet towels and garlic, but the gas mask seized during the last attack on the Huting stronghold, which has an excellent poisoning effect.

The deputy squadron leader of the cavalry squadron waved the command knife in his hand with a ferocious expression.

In addition to the 200 men from the Second Squadron, Fujita Ichiro also transferred 50 men from his own guard to form an attack team of 250 men.

They were really beaten into bloody sieves. Many of the Japanese were hit by more than a dozen bullets in an instant, and some were shot in the head by two bullets at the same time. Half of their heads were cut off, which looked extremely scary.

As for how to deal with the Japanese firing gas bombs, they have practiced this set of actions countless times and are very familiar with it.

As the Japs advanced rapidly, the wounded Japs crawling out of the corpses kept getting up and joining the Japs' offensive team. There were at least twenty injured little Japs one after another."

On the machine gun position of the New Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, when the poison gas became thinner, Li Yunlong put on a gas mask, quietly poked half of his head out, raised his binoculars and observed the situation below the slope.

The green bomb is a poisonous gas bomb that releases strong irritation to the respiratory tube, commonly known as a spray bomb. The blue bomb is a poisonous gas bomb that releases erosive gas, which can cause ulcers on the enemy's skin and mucous membranes after use. The yellow bomb is a poisonous gas bomb that contains potent

Poisonous gas will directly cause the person who inhales the poisonous gas to become exhausted and die.

Although the Japanese cavalry are also equipped with light and heavy machine guns, at such a close distance and with such powerful firepower, there is no chance of taking out the light and heavy machine guns.

After a while, all the artillery positions were ready. As the flag commander waved the small flag in his hand, the Japanese gunner loaded the poison gas bomb into the mortar.

Needless to say, veterans, the whole process of putting on gas masks was calm and comfortable. Even the new recruits didn't panic much and put on the gas masks in an orderly manner. There was no fighting among the soldiers for the gas masks.

Looking through the telescope at the green gas spreading from the enemy's machine gun positions, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army did not move at all, and Ichiro Fujita sneered again and again.

The poison gas gradually became thinner under the breeze, and the little Japs holding rifles were quickly approaching the machine gun position.

After receiving the order, the Japanese cavalry rushed to the artillery squadron to collect gas masks. Gas masks were also very precious to the Japanese. The cavalry artillery squadron was responsible for carrying them, and the entire cavalry regiment only had more than 200 gas masks.

Putting the Japs on horseback within fifty meters is undoubtedly seeking death, but the dismounted Japs cavalry are equal to infantry. This distance is equivalent to putting a heavy machine gun on the Japs' foreheads and shooting.

As Li Yunlong expected, many Japanese who were lucky enough to survive kept getting up from the ground and joining the attacking team.

"Haha Gu."

About two hundred Japs wearing gas masks rushed towards him, and they had already reached the range of five hundred and fifty.

The swarming little Japanese realized something was wrong the moment they heard the gunfire, but it was already too late.

While talking in a low voice, the Japs had already arrived at a position three hundred meters away from the machine gun position. This position had entered the area covered by the barrage. The Japs who tried to nod their escape last time were all shot dead at this position.

"Hi!" Masao Ono quickly nodded to Fujita Ichiro, then turned to the artillerymen and shouted: "Change chemical bombs, haha."

Wearing gas masks, carrying cavalry swords, and holding rifles, the little devils excitedly rushed toward the Eighth Route Army's machine gun positions.

"Baga, why are you still standing there?" Ichiro Fujita said with a frown.

"It doesn't look life-threatening, but some soldiers are vomiting and have difficulty breathing. I have sent people to take them to a safe place in the rear."

"Soldiers, are your lives in danger?" Li Yunlong said in a cold tone.

"Co-captain, co-captain." Suzuki Katsuo on the side shouted cautiously.

"Yes." Ichiro Fujita's body was shaky and he almost fell off his horse.

"Captain, the machine gunners of the Eighth Route Army all wore gas masks. Our chemical bombs had no effect at all." Suzuki Katsuo said with trembling lips.

"Baga." Ichiro Fujita's face darkened: "I'm not blind. Do I need you to report?"

After hearing what Ichiro Fujita said, Katsuo Suzuki didn't dare to speak. In fact, he had been dissatisfied with Ichiro Fujita for a long time. If Ichiro Fujita had listened to him before, the trouble would have been like this.