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There were one or two dead men in every team, even the ones under Diana's team who had been trained to the elite standards of Maozi's 76th Airborne Division. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】A half-haired man really couldn't stand the torture of Maozi's rough handmade gas mask, and without receiving an order, he tore off the mask to adjust the position of wearing.

It's a miracle that such a dead creature can come out of the flesh mill in Grozny. It was also the death act of this miracle child that made him smell the smell of meat, and he patted his teammates in front of him to signal that everyone was in trouble.

"What's going on?" Diana asked the subordinate who motioned for her teammates to stop.

"I just smelled a stew." The half-haired man said.

"I wipe, you dare to undo your gas mask without an order! Go back and see how I clean you up. Diana was also frustrated that someone under her command was going to do something to die.

Diana gestured for the team to disperse and search around, and their search in the vicinity for the past few days did not find any indigenous civilians moving around the area. If someone is cooking around here, it's probably the person they're looking for.

About five or six minutes later, a member of the searching team raised a clenched fist and signaled to his teammates that he had discovered the situation. When his teammates looked over to him, he stretched out his arms to his side, palms down, and raised them to shoulder height. Then the index finger and thumb are raised at 90 degrees, and the straight arm is raised. He was telling his teammates that he had spotted an adult with a rifle.

At this time, Jin Peng was asleep in the disguised shelter, and before he fell unconscious, he subconsciously hugged his weapon. The small pot that was still on the stove was lifted and the aroma of stewed meat wafted everywhere, and the pot of meat had now saved his life in another way.

Dressed in modern attire, holding an export-oriented Type 95 rifle, and a depleted car radio, even if they couldn't ask anything, Diana and the others could be sure that this guy in shock was Jinpeng.

The airborne team was carrying the unconscious Jinpeng to the Dashiqiao base, and the reconnaissance unit infested nearby by the footbasin chicken also found a large number of Qing army corpses on the avenue. After wandering around the periphery for a long time, the curious footpot chicken finally couldn't help but step forward to get closer to investigate.

The cold weather made these sarin gases more volatile, and the sarin gases sprayed by the two "dirty bombs" just now tended to be in a liquid state, attached to the clothing and weapons of the Qing army's corpses. The soldiers who did not know whether they were alive or dead came forward to look through the corpses of these Qing soldiers to find out the cause of death, and their skin came into contact with this deadly poison. The Grim Reaper from another time and space mercilessly kissed these curious babies from the East, and soon they also had convulsions, followed by breathlessness, and finally death.

These Qing soldiers lying on the cold road may not have killed Japanese soldiers during their lifetime, but after their deaths, they pulled a whole squad of Japanese soldiers to make backs, and they were not in vain. To tell the truth, judging from the exchange ratio of the Qing army and the Japanese army in the entire Sino-Japanese War, these Qing troops lying on the ground cannot be regarded as the kind that drags their feet.

"Nani? The 1st Volunteer Brigade launched an indiscriminate attack on both sides of the Japanese and Qing Dynasties in the Liaohe Plain? "Youpeng in Shan County was shocked when he received the report.

This small unit of the 1st Volunteer Brigade, which was alone in the stronghold of Dashiqiao, actually dared to attack the Qing army and the Japanese army at the same time? What are they doing here? Isn't it true that there are friends in Shan County, who understands that the Great Song Dynasty wants to coerce Japan to sign a secret agreement? Why did you suddenly launch an indiscriminate attack on the Japanese and Qing troops?

The number of people who finally folded in the Japanese on this main road from Liaoyang to Dashiqiao was fixed at more than 100 people, and then there were foot basin chicken soldiers who entered this realm of death across time and space to drag the corpses of their own soldiers, and as a result, the god of death greeted every visitor fairly and warmly, and everyone was laid to rest here.

If it weren't for the rain and snow that followed, which diluted the sarin gas attached to this area, I don't know how many more people would have been planted on it. In short, the Japanese who ended up in this terrible corpse dump were only mild symptoms such as dizziness and vomiting from the little sarin gas that remained, and no one knew what the soldiers who died in pain went through.

"Your Excellency, the so-called coercion of the Great Song Dynasty has never been just for show. Please be sure to restrain your subordinates, now is the time for the Great Song to launch a retaliatory attack on the Qing army, do not get too close to them, so as not to be accidentally injured. I don't think the 1st Volunteer Brigade will miss any opportunity to knock us off. Shunichi Koike, who was transferred to the First Army to assist in matters related to the First Volunteer Brigade, said to Aritomo Yamayama.

"These despicable Great Song people, what strange weapons did they use? None of the dead soldiers had any external injuries, and we had to figure out what kind of methods they used. Shan County Youpeng said.

They have so many means, tanks, planes, rapid-fire artillery comparable to machine guns, and now what's so strange about another weapon that kills invisibly? It's okay if you stay away from them, try to meet them if they have any requirements, as long as you can make sure that those weapons don't use us, why take the risk to find out? Isn't it just that hundreds of soldiers died, and if you make up a battle report, you won't write it, I'll write it, Koike Shunichi, a gentleman, has been complaining about this stubborn old man in his heart.

After the last meeting with Yamaguchi Aritomo, Oyama felt that this old man was about to do something, and quickly got in touch with the then Japanese Prime Minister Ito Hirobumi, wanting to prevent this old man from making something out of control.

Koike Shunichi, the son of a gentleman, finally got his wish and left the land of right and wrong on the Liaodong Peninsula and came to the Liaohe Plain, a place full of low combat power of the Qing army. Although there was also a stronghold of the 1st Volunteer Brigade here, there were no heavy tanks in this stronghold, and there were no large numbers of Royal Marines of the Great Song Dynasty, so it would not be as dangerous as staying on the edge of their old lair on the Liaodong Peninsula.

Koike Shunichi was seconded to the First Army for the task, ostensibly to assist Yama Prefecture Aritomo in handling affairs related to the First Volunteer Brigade, but in fact, he was asked to look at this stubborn old man, and quickly report to the cabinet senior level if there was any trouble. This is a war in which Japan is gambling on its national fortunes, and those politicians do not want to lead the war in an uncontrollable direction because of a certain military commander's hot brain.

However, this stubborn old man didn't even listen to the words of Oyama Yan, who had the same military rank as him, and what impact could a little shrimp like Koike Shunichi have on him.

The person who died is not only here to cross the public, but there is also a person on the side of the foot basin chicken, this army general with the motto of "I am a martial artist", seems to be very interested in the kind of weapon that can kill people invisibly, and you friends in Shan County are thinking about how to raid the Dashiqiao stronghold to obtain this weapon, and then throw the pot to the Qing army? Reading, a better reading experience.