111: Chapter 111 Green Tube
"Brigade Commander, the Little Devils are heading our way."
At this moment, a soldier from the Guard Platoon came running over.
He brought news that was not good.
"Follow me, let's go kill the devils." Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong shouted immediately.
Now that the devils were right in their faces, he, as the Brigade Commander, could no longer worry about safety.
If they didn't charge now, their momentum would weaken.
He was not the type of officer who feared death.
Despite holding a high position, his desire to kill the enemy had not diminished in the slightest.
Seeing that Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong was charging, the Guard hurriedly followed.
His duty was to ensure the safety of Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong; he could not let anything happen to him.
After Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong walked out of the Command Post, the sounds of gunfire and explosions were already ringing in his ears.
The surroundings were filled with smoke, and corpses were strewn everywhere.
On this small position, one or two thousand men were engaged in slaughter.
Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong observed the battlefield situation and immediately issued orders to the Chinese Soldiers below.
This position could not be left without a commander.
The battle continued all morning, with Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong leading the Guard Platoon and the remaining Chinese Soldiers fighting on the position.
The trenches were piled high with the corpses of both the enemy and their own men.
"Brigade Commander, are you alright?"
The Guard looked at Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong's left arm, where a deep wound had been cut by shrapnel, with blood flowing from it.
Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong gritted his teeth, "It's nothing, this is just a small wound, it doesn't matter."
Upon hearing this, the Guard hurried to bandage Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong's wound.
If Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong was injured, that was his failure.
Around noon, the devils' offensive slowed down.
Only sporadic fighting continued.
It lasted until two in the afternoon, when the remaining devils on the position began to retreat, leaving behind a pile of corpses.
Although the devils had retreated, there was no sign of joy on Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong's face, only a grave expression.
Because their losses were also extremely heavy.
Yet the devils' casualties were far fewer than theirs.
He couldn't help but feel a bit lost in his heart; could Yuhuatai really be defended?
After repelling the devils, Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong, escorted by the Guard Platoon, returned to his Command Post.
After one battle, his Guard Platoon had also lost more than half of its men.
One had to know that as the brigade's Guard Platoon, they were the elite of the First Brigade, and even so, many soldiers had sacrificed their lives.
Just as he had not rested for long.
Bad news suddenly came from the position below.
"Brigade Commander, it's bad, the devils have fired poison gas shells at our position." An adjutant ran over in a panic to report.
This news had just come from the position below.
Upon hearing this news, Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong's face immediately turned grim.
The devils were using poison gas shells at this time, and they had absolutely no way to counter them.
Even for their German-equipped Division, they were basically not equipped with any gas masks.
Because they had never encountered biochemical weapons before.
Ever since the devils' offensive began, biochemical weapons had entered their field of vision.
It was just that at this moment, they couldn't get gas masks delivered, as there was no way to transport them in.
The coast was blockaded by the devils' warships.
As a country with only an army and almost no navy, lacking maritime power, they could only passively take a beating.
Facing the devils' warships, they had absolutely no means of response.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Wang Ye also noticed the green mist gradually spreading over the mountain.
Seeing this mist, Wang Ye didn't need to think twice to know that it was abnormal.
Thinking of how the devils had previously used poison gas shells like Red Canisters.
Wang Ye immediately guessed that the devils must have fired poison gas shells again.
"Chen Zheng, be careful, the devils have dropped poison gas shells, hurry and notify everyone to prepare."
Wang Ye shouted to Chen Zheng, who was beside him, and then began to prepare himself.
Having had previous experience in dealing with this, Wang Ye was not too panicked.
After learning that the devils had fired poison gas shells, the other soldiers first cursed a few times, then hurriedly made preparations.
They tied cloth strips soaked in urine over their mouths and noses.
However, such measures only had some effect and could not provide complete protection.
At this moment, thick green smoke was spreading everywhere across Yuhuatai.
Large numbers of Chinese Soldiers, caught off Guard, inhaled the poisonous smoke, and casualties increased instantly.
Below, the soldiers of the devils' field poison gas company were wearing white protective suits, with fly-head-like gas masks hanging on their faces.
These devils looked at the poison gas shells fired onto the mountain and all laughed out loud.
There was wind today, and the poison gas spread rapidly under the influence of the wind.
They had long tested the effects of these poison gases and had seen the miserable deaths of those who inhaled them.
But they took pleasure in it.
"Tanaka-kun, with so many green canister shells, that's enough to give those Chinese a real headache."
"I really want to see how they look when they die; that must be wonderful."
These devil poison gas soldiers discussed it wantonly.
On the mountain, many Chinese Soldiers wanted to hide in the trenches to avoid the poison gas.
But the poison gas settled into the trenches.
It caused a large number of casualties all at once.
At the same time, some Chinese Soldiers lit collected straw, attempting to use the thick smoke produced by the burning straw to disperse the poison gas.
This method was somewhat effective, but the poison gas spread too quickly; many Chinese Soldiers could not react in time and choked to death from inhaling the poison gas.
Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong watched the poison gas swirling over the position below, his heart filled with immense grief.
The poison gas did not hit their Command Post directly, but it hit the position.
He had witnessed the power of the devils' poison gas shells.
Once inhaled, it was basically certain death.
At the 88th Division's Command Post, Division Commander Sun Yuan heard the combat report from his subordinate, his heart very unsettled, and he paced back and forth on the spot.
The devils had actually used poison gas shells.
If this was the case, wanting to hold this place became even more difficult.
Division Commander Sun Yuan immediately felt the urge to retreat.
The Chief of Staff beside him saw Division Commander Sun Yuan's anxious appearance and had to speak up: "Division Commander, with the devils' poison gas attack this time, our casualties will likely be significant, and the second defensive line is in great danger."
Upon hearing the Chief of Staff's words, Division Commander Sun Yuan sighed and said: "After the poison gas dissipates, have the various units contract their positions, concentrate our forces, and abandon the first defensive line."
"Understood."
Three hours later, the poison gas had basically dissipated.
It was already night, but the devils took the opportunity to launch an offensive.
The devils wanted to take advantage of the massive casualties suffered by the Chinese Defenders after the poison gas to seize Yuhuatai.
The surviving Chinese Defenders, who were retreating, were attacked from the rear by the devils and had no choice but to leave some Chinese Soldiers behind to cover the retreat.
At the bunker where Wang Ye was located, the surviving Chinese Soldiers below retreated into their bunker.
Their location was on higher ground; although the poison gas reached them, it did not cause too many casualties.
Because those poison gas shells from the devils were focused on the ground positions.
Fortifications like bunkers were not within the target range of the devils' poison gas units.
Wang Ye looked out into the pitch-black darkness; now, their side had become the first defensive line.
In just two days, they had been forced back again and again.
Facing such an offensive from the devils, they simply wouldn't be able to hold out past the fourth day.
Today's casualties might not be as heavy as yesterday's, but they were likely still significant.