Devil's Army

It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning. The soldiers waiting for their shift change stared at the Japanese troops opposite them with their tired eyes.

After a while, the deputy battalion commander came with soldiers from another company to take over the shift.

The battalion commander didn't want to retreat, but his body had reached its limit and he was really tired. So he followed the deputy battalion commander's advice and retreated to rest.

Before leaving, the battalion commander told the deputy battalion commander to keep an eye on the movements of the Japanese army. He had a feeling that something would happen tonight.

"Don't worry, Brother Biao! I will keep my eyes open and keep an eye on the devils. They won't be able to attack me by surprise."

The cold wind was still blowing into his neck. The battalion commander pulled his collar, nodded with relief, and returned to the command center to rest.

At two o'clock in the morning, the deputy battalion commander heard the whistling of several artillery shells and hurriedly told the soldiers to be vigilant and take precautions to avoid the artillery shells.

But what surprised the deputy battalion commander was that he clearly heard the whistling of the shells, but did not hear the explosion of the shells.

"Could it be that the wind was too loud and he misheard?"

He asked the two soldiers next to him:

"Did you hear the whistling of the shells just now?"

"I seem to hear the whistling of artillery shells, but why is there no explosion?" the two soldiers also answered in surprise.

"Erzhu, stay here and keep an eye on it. Zhiqiang, come with me to see what's going on."

After the deputy battalion commander finished speaking, he took a soldier and searched in the direction where the whistling sound of the artillery shells came from.

Before the deputy battalion commander and his companions reached the place where the whistling sound of the shells fell, he felt uncomfortable in his throat and couldn't breathe.

When he looked back, he saw Zhiqiang, who was with him, lying on the ground with foam at the mouth.

The deputy battalion commander pulled out his pistol with difficulty, fired a shot into the air, and then fell to the ground.

The battalion commander, who was lightly asleep, was startled by the gunshot. He jumped up and shouted to the entrance of the command office:

"Where did the gunshot come from?"

"Captain, there are gunshots coming from the direction of our position."

"Why was there only one gunshot? Could it be that the soldiers were too nervous and their guns went off accidentally? That's unlikely. Although the soldiers in their unit are not as battle-hardened as those in the eight main brigades, they have fought several battles with the Japanese. It's unlikely that their guns went off accidentally, right?"

The battalion commander called a team of guards to go with him to the front line to check the situation.

It was very quiet in front of the position, so quiet that it made people feel uneasy.

Before the battalion commander reached the position, he smelled a strange smell and felt uncomfortable in his throat.

"Oh no! The Japanese are releasing poison gas. Tell the second company commander to bring a wet towel to reinforce us. Everyone else, cover your mouth and nose with your sleeves and follow me to stop the Japanese."

A guard quickly ran back to the command center to call for reinforcements, and the battalion commander and the remaining guards rushed to the position while covering their mouths and noses.

A group of Japanese soldiers wearing ghost masks approached the position like ghosts.

In the position, a company of soldiers were foaming at the mouth, staggering here and there, and fell in the trench, looking very painful.

The battalion commander had no time to be sad, and immediately led his guards to shoot at the Japanese troops in front of the position.

The Japanese troops at the front were knocked down one after another, and the subsequent Japanese troops continued to charge towards the positions of the direct battalion.

The battalion commander and the guards kept firing and throwing grenades to stop the Japanese attack, but guards kept having difficulty breathing, foaming at the mouth, and falling to the ground.

The second company commander and his soldiers rushed to the position to reinforce with wet towels tied on their faces.

There were not many guards left around the battalion commander. He pointed ahead and shouted to the second company commander who was rushing over:

Beat them, beat them, beat them." The battalion commander stopped breathing before he finished speaking.

The second company commander closed the battalion commander's eyes, and at this time the soldiers had begun to block the charging Japanese troops.

The second company commander didn't say much. He picked up the machine gun next to the battalion commander and started firing at the Japanese troops in front.

This wave of night attacks by the Japanese army was repelled, and the second company commander and many soldiers showed symptoms of discomfort.

Brigade Commander Du soon learned that the Japanese army had fired poison gas bombs at their northern positions and immediately reported it to Gray Wolf.

Gray Wolf was furious when he heard this. He grabbed the cup on the table and threw it hard, cursing:

"You are such a fucking beast! Fuck your grandma!"

The commanders in the operations room looked at each other in bewilderment; they rarely saw Commander Tan lose his temper so badly.

Wu Lang came over, picked up the telegram on the table, read it, and said angrily:

"I called Captain Yin and told them to concentrate all their efforts on bombing the Japanese troops in the north tomorrow!"

"Send a telegram to Commander Leng and ask him to arrange for someone to send some poison gas bombs over." Gray Wolf wants to retaliate and let the Japanese army taste the power of poison gas bombs.

"It's so late now, don't disturb Commander Leng's rest. There are so many villages around Luan County, our people might be poisoned. The devils don't care about the lives of our people, so we can't do the same."

Gray Wolf calmed down and sat down silently, thinking about how to deal a heavy blow to the Japanese troops north of Xiaoguanzhuang Airport and make them feel the pain.

Who knew that the next morning Leng Feng, who received the telegram, told Gray Wolf the good news.

Gray Wolf decided to use these bombs on the Japanese troops in the north and conduct experiments on them.