Chapter 137: Little Golden Mountain (9)
As a well-trained army, the reaction of the Japanese army is not unpleasant, but after all, it is late in the morning and night, most of the soldiers are already asleep, and tens of thousands of Japanese troops are distributed in a large place, several square kilometers, so although Suzuki Nagaji has used his strength to order the officers to hurry up and put on gas masks, but all this must have a premise, that is, it takes time.
The shelling continued, and this time not only the more than 10 M30 heavy mortars were firing poison gas bombs, but also those small-caliber mortars were not idle, and 50 or 60 caliber mortars had already secretly moved forward to a place one kilometer away from the Japanese camp to play the role of "accomplices." One after another, poison gas bombs were fired out and then landed in the Japanese camp.
After a few minutes passed, the area occupied by the Suzuki Brigade was already filled with yellow smoke, and many Japanese soldiers who had not had time to put on their gas masks were the first to smell a faint scent of apples. The smell of these apples seemed to be good at first glance, and as time went on, these soldiers who were the first to smell began to have people convulsing and falling.
"Quick...... Wake up all the troops at once, let them put on gas masks, and get ready for the attack of the China! Just when the thick smoke enveloped the entire Japanese camp, Suzuki Nagaji was nervously giving orders.
At this time, Suzuki Nagaji can be described as shocked and angry, once upon a time, this kind of thing has always been the patent of the Japanese army, he really can't understand when the Chinese army that can't even make gas masks is also poisonous, and dare to cast it on them, do they really think that the Imperial Japanese Army will be so stupid that they can't even make gas masks?
It's just that although he said that, Suzuki Nagaji still didn't dare to underestimate it, after all, it was a poisonous gas and not a perfume, and he still came to a relatively ventilated hillside under the escort of the guards. The air circulation here is relatively smooth, and the poison gas will be blown away quickly when it arrives here.
But as time went on, bad news kept coming.
"Your Excellency Brigade Commander, the 33rd Wing reports that soldiers in their wing have been experiencing symptoms such as difficulty in vision, chest tightness, headache, nausea and vomiting, and now soldiers have begun to die!"
Report. An urgent report came from the 35th Wing, and the poisoning of soldiers in their camp was constantly occurring, and a large number of deaths began to occur among the soldiers! ”
"Report, the captain of the thirty-third wing, Kojiro Kono, has been shattered with glory!"
"What...... How is this possible, aren't they all already wearing gas masks, how can there still be a large number of deaths? Suzuki Nagaji couldn't believe his ears, grabbed the collar of the communications soldier and shook it wildly, and the roaring voice came out of the gas mask but looked so dull.
"Your Excellency, we don't know. It seems that the poisonous gas of the people of China is extremely strong, and our gas masks are not effective in preventing its poisoning! ”
There was a hint of crying in the voice of the communications soldier. It's just that this communication soldier and Suzuki Nagaji didn't notice that at this moment, some yellow acne-like objects began to grow on their bare skin.
"Ahem...... It can't be, it's impossible...... Hurry up and send a report to Commander Gangcun and Commander Yan Junliu, and report all the things here to the commander! ”
At this time, Suzuki Nagaji had fallen into madness, and slowly he began to feel that his vision began to blur a little, and then he felt chest tightness and nausea, and the whole person began to sway.
At this time, Suzuki Nagaji felt that all the strength of his body was leaving him. The body became weaker and weaker, and then the whole person fell to the ground.
"Puff ......"
Suzuki Nagaji, who fell to the ground, seemed to hear a shout in his ears: "Your Excellency the Brigade Commander, Your Excellency the Brigade Commander." What happened to you? ”
Gradually, Suzuki Nagaji only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he didn't know anything......
September 13, Jiujiang Headquarters of the 11th Army of the Japanese Army
Okamura Ninji is a general who knows how to maintain his health, and although the Battle of Wuhan is now in full swing, he does not sleep all day and night in front of the map like some commanders, but goes to bed early. The staff officers and officers of the headquarters knew Okamura Ninji's habit, and generally no one would bother him if there was nothing important after midnight.
But at 5:13 this morning, Okamura Ninji, who was still asleep, was woken up by a sharp knock on the door.
"Who is it, is there anything wrong?" There was an angry voice in the room.
"Your Excellency General, an urgent telegram has been sent from the Suzuki Brigade. Please open the door now! The anxious voice of Major General Nobuyoshi Numata, chief of staff of the Eleventh Army, came from outside the door.
"Squeak!"
The door was opened, and Okamura, who was wearing pajamas, appeared at the door, and he immediately saw Numata Nobuyoshi standing at the door with a stern expression, and behind him stood more than a dozen staff officers of the headquarters, including Kazuo Miyazaki, the master of the war room, and Ichiro Miyamoto, the combat staff officer.
Okamura Ninji only felt a tightness in his heart, and immediately said solemnly: "What the hell happened, the 106th Division sent a telegram asking for help again...... Or did the Chinese army launch a surprise attack on them? ”
This was already the most serious thing Okamura could imagine, and just last night the 106th Wing sent a telegram, and although their situation was not good, they were not yet at the end of the mountain.
Numata Nobuyoshi shook his head: "Your Excellency Commander, it's not a matter of the 106th Division. ”
"Isn't it about the 106th Division?" Okamura Ninji was stunned for a moment, "Then you ......"
At this time, Kazuo Miyazaki stood up and said sadly: "Your Excellency, Commander, something happened to the Suzuki Brigade!" ”
"Bastard, what the hell is going on, tell me quickly!" Okamura Ninji, who had always been calm, became angry and shouted loudly.
Numata Nobuyoshi quickly handed him a telegram: "This is an urgent telegram just sent by the Suzuki Brigade!" ”
Gangcun took the message and looked at it through the light, and in just a few seconds, his face quickly turned from red to white, and then from white to blue, and then the whole person began to shake.
"The Suzuki brigade was gassed by the China, this could not have been...... How is this possible...... Suzuki Nagaji turned out to be broken! How is this possible! ”
Okamura Ninji only felt that the whole person was not good, he didn't calculate that it would be the Suzuki brigade that had a problem, and now the brigade commander is dead.
"Gassed...... Is this an international joke? (To be continued.) )