The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Under such a pincer attack from land and air, the Japanese troops in Weifang City seemed to quickly lose their ability to resist.

Song Qingyuan, who had finally escaped from the city, must have been the most excited one among all: Weifang fought for many days but was ultimately defeated by the Japanese, and the people in the city were almost all slaughtered, except for a few who were rich and had carriages and managed to escape.

Now that so many heroes have come to avenge them and their brothers, how can he not be excited.

"General, please let me go too. I can use this gun, too. I..."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Cheng first waved his hand impatiently and told Han Ming to pull this nosy guy away;

However, when Jiang Cheng just picked up the telescope to observe, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Even though their offensive was extremely powerful, the Japanese army's retreat was too fast... He had a feeling that these Japanese devils could not withstand the heavy firepower of the Northeast Army and chose to abandon the city and flee, and they fled in a manner of complete disarray.

Apart from anything else, this way of fleeing does not fit in with the Japs' "character"... Something must be wrong when things are abnormal. Jiang Cheng turned around and walked to the communicator beside him, growling, "Connect me to the front line."

The one leading the troops at this time was Pan Sheng, and there was a radio on the tank, so he could contact them directly.

"Pan Sheng! Pause the advance on the front line. Send a few reliable brothers over to take a look!"

Afraid that the other party couldn't hear him clearly, Jiang Cheng almost yelled, but as soon as he finished speaking, Pan Sheng on the opposite side suddenly let out a scream.

Oops.

After hearing the shout, Jiang Cheng and the men in the forward command post immediately turned their eyes to the front.

Just as the armored division was advancing, three flares of strange colors suddenly rose up in the city occupied by the Japanese army.

On the wall of Ying'en Gate, which was facing the Northeast Army's infantry and tank coordinated formation, there was a crisp sound of mortars being fired.

Pan Sheng just had time to give orders to the infantrymen interspersed in the tank formation to take cover, but when they looked up they saw that the shells being ejected were not conventional artillery shells!
There was a long trail of smoke at the tail, and both its shape and size were different from those of a normal bomb.

Pan Sheng was suddenly shocked, but almost at the same time, he realized what that thing was!
"The gas bomb...it's mustard gas!"

Pan Sheng lost his voice and yelled orders such as gas mask into the radio.

Although Jiang Cheng had anticipated before departure that these hateful devils might violate the convention and launch such inhumane and despicable tactics, all the Jilin troops prepared gas masks before departure.

But apart from Jiang Deng's brothers who had experienced it, most of the brothers in the Ji army had only heard of it but had never seen it;
Pan Sheng has informed everyone as quickly as possible, but after all, it takes time for the information to be conveyed;
By the time the news reached every soldier's ears, a large number of mustard gas bombs had already fallen to the ground one after another.

The explosion immediately vaporized the liquid inside, and strange smoke immediately came in along the direction of the wind.

Mustard gas is known as the "king of poisons". It is a viscous liquid at room temperature and forms a persistent poisonous fog after volatilization.

After coming into contact with the human body, it can remain dormant for several hours, causing skin ulcers, respiratory blisters, and organ failure. Even if the poisoned person survives, he or she faces the risk of lifelong disability or cancer.

The worst thing was that before many people had time to take out their gas masks and put them on, some people found that their helmets were dripping with sticky liquid... The poisonous fog had already poured into the front line along the crosswind.

Many brothers fell down while scratching their Adam's apples. The letters from home hidden between their leggings were corroded into honeycomb-like holes, and the ink mixed with skin tissue fluid soaked through the oath of "not returning home until the Japanese are wiped out."

"Damn it, the Japs are launching a gas war!"

Jiang Cheng shouted loudly, and everyone hurriedly put on their gas masks. At this time, the Japanese chemical defense soldiers wore pig nose masks, set up the crooked handle heavy machine guns, and began to advance towards the outside of the city little by little.

Through rubber goggles, they witnessed the birth of hell on earth: the poisoned people's eyes bulged out like goldfish, their hands scratched their necks until their trachea was exposed;
The soldiers who tried to retreat slipped on the ice, and their eroded palms became burned into the gun barrels. Where the poisonous fog had penetrated, even the insects that had been shaken out by the shells in the cracks of the rocks curled up into dead rings.

Fortunately, Pan Sheng gave the order quickly enough, and most of the brothers put on gas masks.

After a brief reorganization of the formation, the siege continued.

The Japanese army did not expect that the Northeast Army was not afraid of poison gas warfare and could adjust its formation very quickly. They hurriedly turned the Type 92 infantry guns to fire horizontally, but they were unable to withstand the powerful firepower of the Northeast Army.

At that time, the air force was replenished and attacked again, but the Japanese planes could not withstand the double attack from the air and the ground, and fled to the Soryu at sea.

At five o'clock in the morning, Weifang's city defense had been breached, and Jiang Cheng issued an order for a general attack on all fronts.

"Don't leave any of these devils alive!"

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The melee surrounding the city alleys had already begun. The heavy machine guns ambushed in the bank attic suddenly opened fire. The bullets penetrated the fuel tanks carried by the Japanese flamethrowers, and the liquid fire rushed into the Japanese skirmish line like a red snake.

Major Yoshino was covered in incendiary agents and turned into a fireman. He screamed and slammed into the door of the bank vault. The melted gold bars seeped out from the cracks in the door and solidified into a strange amber with his bones.

When the Northeast Army was advancing on all fronts, Jiang Cheng also issued an order to rescue the wounded.

Even though this battle was fought with heavy firepower suppression, the Northeast Army still suffered hundreds of casualties.

Apart from those injured in street fighting by the stubbornly resisting Japanese troops, most of the casualties were poisoned by mustard gas.

"The wounds of the poisoned people oozed yellow fluid, their lungs looked like they were soaked in vinegar, and the nails of the survivors fell off like autumn leaves."

When the military doctor reported it, Jiang Cheng's face turned pale: "I have underestimated the cruelty of the devils..."

"All the good medicines must be used by our brothers... Don't worry about how much it costs, all that can be saved must be saved, and those that cannot be saved——"

Before he could finish his words, a gunshot was heard in the field hospital that was set up to treat the wounded.

"Master Jiang, some brothers can't stand it anymore, so..."

The military doctor said with reluctance, "Otherwise, if we can't save him, then -"

Jiang Cheng sighed and waved his hand to let him decide for himself, but he still reminded him in particular that he must do his best to save those who can be saved.

Just after receiving Pan Sheng's report, Zhang Xuecheng came running over breathlessly: "Feilan, urgent telegram from the capital!"

He was stunned for a moment, looked at the other person somewhat unnaturally, and almost blurted out "What kind of trouble is your brother up to again?" But seeing his slightly worried eyes, he held back the words.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and took a quick look, then he immediately realized that he had misunderstood.

The outbreak of war really caused dissatisfaction... The order was suppressed, saying that it was Jiang Cheng's fault, which caused strong dissatisfaction on the Japanese side. They said that the war took place in Shandong, and the whole people of the United Nations said that it was caused by the Northeast. (End of this chapter)