War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 707 When Have I Ever Been Worried

Asking for help? !
What kind of support does a regiment ask for when attacking a Chinese village?

At this moment, Xu Chaoyang's anxiety and two days and two nights of sleeplessness had already brought his emotions to a peak. He was about to explode, but he still forced himself to ask, "Tell me more details!"

"We have reached Zhongzhuangpu. The initial attack was not very smooth. The Japanese were very vigilant and fought bravely. They would rather die than retreat!"

The soldier spoke very quickly, as if he was trying to get to the point quickly, "But as the battle went on, the situation changed... Their firepower weakened, and all the Type 99 light machine guns almost stopped firing..."

Just as Xu Chaoyang was about to open his mouth, the 115th Division spoke first: "It's a trap. How could the main battalion under the th Regiment be shut down when they have plenty of ammunition? Your commander used this trick in Tongliao, and it was your old company that fought the battle. Don't you have any experience at all?"

"We didn't advance rashly!" The soldier emphasized, "Under the command of the battalion commander, our battalion moved forward steadily along the low slope. We didn't give the Japanese any loopholes that could have allowed them to launch an attack, nor did we give them the opportunity to charge..."

"But what the Japs want is not for us to charge forward!"

Woo!
When an autumn breeze blew outside the door, the soldier lowered his head: "They are waiting for the wind!"

"The previous strong resistance was to prevent our troops from getting too close, and the reduction in firepower was to allow us to get closer because the wind started to pick up."

The soldier choked up a little: "I was very close at that time, and saw with my own eyes that the Japanese took out the Type 94 light mortar from Zhongzhuangpu, which was the 90mm caliber one. They fired at our direction one by one. The battalion commander even said, 'These idiots, the mortars must be very accurate to hit us under the earth slope', but the Japanese did not intend to use artillery shells to delay our offensive..."

Xu Chaoyang began to tremble. He seemed to have understood that the cruelest battlefield in the world had finally begun.

The Type 94 90mm light mortar can do more than just fire artillery shells. Before the Type appeared, the Japanese used this thing to launch poison gas bombs. Otherwise, why would mortar shells be used?

"There was no sound of the shell exploding. Instead, a yellow mist appeared as soon as it exploded. My comrades behind me were all covered by the mist."

"It was fine at first, but the enemy's counterattack became more and more fierce. They seemed to know something... and started to attack with all their might!"

"Initially, people in our battalion kept coughing, then they started scratching themselves, and finally our comrades were rolling around, pinching their necks, foaming at the mouth... Damn it... Damn it, it felt like I saw a ghost."

He was not blind, he just really thought he was seeing a ghost. After all, with his understanding of the world, he had no idea what chemistry was.

"Old top!"

"Except for a few people in my squad, there are no brothers in the battalion who can even stand. It seems that there are evil spirits lying in the yellow fog, biting my comrades one by one. It makes me unable to use all my strength!"

"I don't know what to do!"

The 129th Division seemed to hear something was wrong, looked at the soldier in front of him and said, "Then why are you okay?"

“I rushed too far forward!”

"After the Battle of Xinkou, Lao Ding arranged for all of us who were old enough to marry. As for me, I have big hands, and my comrades usually just roll some tobacco leaves when they smoke, but I smoke Lao Dao. I thought that since there was no one at home, I didn't need to consider anyone else, so I just smoked Yueyue Jing'er."

"It was only after I got married that I realized that living with a wife is not a matter of doubling my own expenses. When the woman choked, you wanted to sell your ribs and fans at a discount."

"I want to make a contribution. As long as we are called upon, the starting price for 217 is fifty silver dollars... I'm short of money."

As he spoke, he squatted there.

Xu Chaoyang walked over and kicked him in the buttocks: "Stand up!"

The three people at the top of the Heavenly Ranking are all in the room, why are you squatting down? What are you going to do?

"67th Regiment..." Xu Chaoyang regretted the kick. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He softened his tone and asked, "How many people were lost?" "One battalion was killed, and half of the battalion was injured. Right now, there is only one battalion left that can participate in the battle..."

The 115th Division was more sensitive to numbers and immediately asked, "What about the half battalion?"

The soldier stood up as if he had no other options. He spread his hands and said, "That fog is so evil. If you get a little bit of it on you, you'll get blisters all over your body. I saw my comrades being scratched like blood gourds. Several of those who went to help hold their hands were infected. It's contagious! Whoever touches them will roll on the ground and howl..."

"If our political commissar hadn't been Lao Ding's student and hadn't attended Lao Ding's lectures at the Anti-Japanese University and learned from the textbooks how to deal with this thing, and hadn't set it on fire in time, the entire regiment would have been destroyed!"

"But the fire was lit against the wind..." The soldier lowered his head and sighed, "It still choked a lot."

"Oil!"

Xu Chaoyang didn't even listen to what the soldier said. He immediately turned his head and looked at Yang Jingyu: "Old Yang, immediately organize the villagers to transport oil to Zhongzhuangpu!"

Yang Jingyu was like listening to a foreign language: "Chaoyang, are you so anxious that you are confused? How can you deliver oil without sending a doctor at this time?"

"No diesel, gasoline!"

"Can you please stop asking?! Immediately organize people to transport oil to the mountains, and let the soldiers use gasoline to clean the injured parts. Hurry up!"

Xu Chaoyang almost rushed into the house and pushed Yang Jingyu out alive. He was so anxious that he kept coughing and wished he could grow wings and fly to Zhongzhuangpu with oil.

"Somebody come!"

"Wake up Qu Yong for me..."

"Go!"

It was such a cold day that Qu Yong didn't even wear a shirt, he just rushed out in his trousers.

"Yongzi, Zhu Rong is about to die. You must lead the guard battalion to Zhongzhuangpu immediately..." He waved his hand and grabbed the soldier: "Follow him and rescue the people first. Do you understand?"

"to make."

Qu Yongduo didn't ask a single question. He turned around and walked out of the courtyard and started shouting, "Guard Battalion! Go to the Cavalry Battalion to get the horses. Set off immediately!"

At this critical juncture, Xu Chaoyang even sent out the guard battalion, but the people in the cavalry battalion did not move.

"Somebody come!"

"Tell the doctors and nurses in the hospital to set off immediately and follow Dayinger Mountain Road to Zhongzhuangpu to clean the wounded... Hey, come back!"

"Tell my men to be polite to the doctors and nurses. If they help with all their might, they can save one more person by squeezing out more time. If you insult and scold them, and if one of them becomes negative, you'll lose your life!"

After Xu Chaoyang finished speaking, he paced back and forth under the courtyard door light, holding his hands on his waist. He had to consider whether there were any loopholes in his arrangement...

At this time, the leader of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region turned his head and looked at the 115th Division and said, "You should be relieved. Chaoyang can already stand on his own."

He deliberately turned his face away and said, "When have I ever been worried?"

(End of this chapter)