In the mountains with complex terrain in Wanjialing, the devils threw a large amount of poisonous gas that could not be dispersed, so that the remaining devils once again stabilized the defensive line, and the attacking troops lacking gas masks could not attack for a while, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

The commanders on the front line were anxious because of the poisonous gas released by the devils, and they hurriedly found a way to dispatch gas masks to distribute troops.

However, the Chinese troops could not even guarantee the weapons and ammunition on weekdays, how could they get so many gas masks at one time, and the commanders of the various armies racked their brains.

However, the poisonous gas could not be dispersed in the mountains for a while, and if the poisonous gas dispersed before launching an attack, it would be at least a day or two later, and the situation on the battlefield would change rapidly.

Once the remnants of the Matsuura Division were allowed to run away during this time, then all the efforts and sacrifices were in vain, which was not what they wanted to see.

"We have contacted the major military stations and localities in the war zone to mobilize gas masks as much as possible, although the number is small, but there are still some, but it will take time to ......"

The staff officer's answer obviously did not satisfy the former commander-in-chief of the enemy, General Wu Qiwei, and he frowned and asked, "How much can be mobilized?" How long will it take to reach the troops? ”

The staff officer replied with a grim face: "At present, only 5,000 bodies have been able to be dispatched, and they are being sent over day and night......

"Why so little?"

"Chief Wu, you don't know that we are short of bullets, medicines, military salaries, and all kinds of materials, so we still have the energy to buy gas masks, and I didn't expect the little devil to be so heartbroken and crazy that he would risk the world's condemnation to do such a conscientious thing."

General Wu Qiwei also commanded the troops all the year round, and he had a deep understanding of what the staff officer said, and this battle with the little devils was originally started in a hurry.

They have fought several major battles in a row, and the ammunition and materials stored in them have long been exhausted, not to mention that many countries have now begun to embargo China in order to avoid offending the little devils, which undoubtedly makes their situation worse.

"We can't wait that long." General Wu Qiwei spoke: "According to the intelligence, several elite divisions of the devils are rushing over, and if we can't solve the Songpu division as soon as possible, we will fall into their counter-encirclement." ”

General Wu Qiwei's remarks made everyone's hearts heavy, and the staff officers were busy collecting supplies and ammunition and analyzing the enemy's situation these days.

They were clear about the situation of the troops, although there were more than 100,000 troops in the Wanjialing area.

But these tired divisions lacking weapons and ammunition are not capable of fighting another big battle, and once they face the elite division of the devils, it is very likely to cause a new rout, which is the last thing they want to see.

General Wu Qiwei dodged back and forth in the headquarters with his hands behind his back, frowning and thinking, and soon he stopped.

"Pass my order, let the commanders of the troops on the front line organize people to collect the gas masks left by the devils on the battlefield, and organize capable small troops to enter through the poison gas zone, so that the devils cannot be given a chance to breathe."

When the operational staff officer heard this, his face was full of worry: "Chief Wu, judging from the casualties of the various armies, there are about seven or eight thousand devils killed by us, and there are at least two or three thousand left. ”

"I can't care so much, I have to gnaw if I can't move! Don't be afraid of casualties! General Wu Qiwei said murderously.

In the past year, they have fought several big head-to-head battles with the devils, and sometimes there is no hope of victory in sight.

And now that their victory is finally in sight, how can the mere poisonous gas stop the heroic Chinese officers and soldiers?

"Yes, I'll arrange for each army to organize capable small units to collect the devil's gas masks and get in." The operational staff officers also strengthened their confidence.

In order to encircle and annihilate the Songpu Division, they have already paid huge casualties, and now they can't give up halfway, otherwise they can't face those soldiers who sacrificed their lives, and they can't face the Chinese people who are looking forward to it.

"Chief Wu, Chief Xue is calling......"

As soon as the operational staff officer turned to leave, someone hurriedly sent a telegram from General Xue Yue, commander of the First Corps.

"According to intelligence. The devil Suzuki detachment has been forced to De'an ......"

When he saw this urgent message, General Wu Qiwei became extremely dignified, and he made a good move to surround Wei and save Zhao.

The Suzuki detachment went straight to De'an, which meant that it would cut off the retreat of more than 100,000 troops in Wanjialing, although they did not directly come to Wanjialing to relieve the siege of the 106th Division, but this move was equally vicious.

"The 101st Division broke through the town of Pass, and is about to arrive in the Wanjialing area in the near future.

The bad news came one after another, so that after General Wu Qiwei read the telegram sent by General Xue Yue, he was silent for a long time, is it really so difficult to win a battle?

"The troops of the new 13th Division, 15th Division, 60th Division, 91st Division, and Pre-6th Division have been transferred from the battlefield to the south of Wuyong Road to prepare to block the eastward advance of the devil's reinforcements, and the division will send your regiment to fill the vacancy left by the transfer of the Pre-6th Division......"

On the battlefield filled with gunpowder, Yang Ling was organizing his brothers to search for the gas masks left behind by the devils all over the mountains and fields to prepare for the next attack, and after getting the news, he was also stunned for a long time.

"Is it really that bad?"

"The devil's heavy troops have already driven over, and I heard that there are tens of thousands of elites, as well as tank troops and heavy artillery troops." The face of the brother who delivered the order was solemn.

"We went to the defense area of the 6th Division, what should we do with this place now?" Yang Ling asked.

"The 305th Regiment has drawn a battalion of brethren."

Yang Ling nodded: "I know, I will take my brother to the position of the 6th Division as soon as possible." ”

The devil's reinforcements rushed over with great momentum, making the situation on the battlefield confusing again, and several divisions of troops were drawn south from the attacking forces.

With the troops of these divisions being transferred to fight and block, the strength of the troops besieging the devil Matsuura Division has been weakened, but fortunately, the Matsuura Division has reached the end of the road, as long as the brothers continue to fight under pressure, they will not be able to hold out for a few days.

"Pack up your things, let's change positions."

The poisonous gas of the devils caused the scattered troops to be reined in again, but as soon as they returned to the formation, they had to go to a new position again.

After a series of battles, the brethren had little to pack, and even the bags of dry rations were dried up, and their heavy rifles, led by the surviving officers, moved again.

The troops on the front line began to adjust nervously under a series of orders, and Yang Ling and them went to replace the troops that were going south to block the attack.

And those troops who were ordered to fight to block the attack were also ordered, and the brothers covered in blood were constantly withdrawing from the front line, and they didn't even have time to assemble and rest, so they rushed to the battlefield of Wuyong Road to block the attack.

"Brothers, we must destroy the Matsuura Division."

The troops who had moved south to block the attack and the troops who had taken over met on the mountain road, and both sides were exhausted, and they asked the brothers who had succeeded them to continue the siege of the Matsuura Division.

"You can rest assured to fight and block, the Songpu division is left to us, and we promise not to let them escape." The brethren of the receiving troops also patted their chests and reassured.

The brothers who turned south to fight the blockade saw that this group of friendly brothers who came to meet the defense were also blackened and scarred, and they believed them, this is also a team that has fought bloodily, and they are relieved to hand over their positions, and then go to fight the blockade.

"Take care!"

"Take care!"

Both sides went to the new battlefield in the blessing of each other, some continued to stay in Wanjialing to fight the siege, and some had to be transferred to the periphery to fight the blockade, but they were all for victory, and they were all heroes.