The depression of Shunroku Hata and Ninji Okamura, Jiangshan doesn't know at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he wished he would make these two old boys a little more depressed. At this moment, he and the members of the Bloody Blade set their sights on a small field hospital.

Jiang Shan couldn't understand why the Japanese army set up a field hospital in this place. In general, non-combat facilities, such as hospitals, are located behind relatively safe front lines and are marked with a prominent Red Cross emblem. The belligerents generally do not attack targets such as hospitals unless they are frenzied.

But this field hospital is really abnormal. Not to mention its geographical location, it is located in the main traffic artery, and it is on the only way to Shanghai; The scale is also a little smaller, Jiang Shan observed for a long time, only to see a dozen wounded soldiers scattered around, and there were only five or six doctors and nurses, which was really abnormal.

Originally, Jiang Shan was reluctant to fight the idea of this field hospital, but now, the Bloody Blade Team is in trouble. During this period of continuous fighting, the team members inevitably had a bump and headache and brain fever, and the little medicine and medical supplies brought from the base when they set off had already been exhausted. Moving towards Shanghai, there must be a lot of battles waiting for you and your teammates, and you must find an opportunity to replenish it.

This field hospital now appears in front of his eyes, and it is simply that God has brought a pillow when he is sleepy. What is there to hesitate about? Although he felt a little weird, Jiang Shan still gave an order, and he didn't discuss it! The team members checked their equipment one after another, preparing to take this field hospital.

After nightfall, Jiang Shan carried a scimitar, and the two of them lay down in the dewy woods, letting the dew wet their clothes. The two men remained motionless, one holding a captured telescope, carefully observing the target.

"See that little tent on the left? It should be a ward for the wounded soldiers, and after a while, hand over the fire and tell the brothers, don't hesitate to greet me with grenades! Jiang Shan pointed to a tent with a red cross symbol and said to the scimitar.

A glimmer of light appeared in the scimitar's eyes, and he excitedly raised the corners of Tian's mouth, and whispered: "Don't worry, brigade commander, I promise to let these little devils drink a pot!" Wounded soldier? Lao Tzu completely relieved them! ”

Jiang Shan laughed and said disdainfully: "Look at your little bit of interest." A few devils wounded soldiers, what is there to show off? The important thing is the right, see? That green military tent, that's the point! ”

The scimitar pouted depressedly, his captain was good at everything, but he hit people and showed no mercy at all. Jiang Shan ignored him and continued: "There must be cats in that military tent. Look at the arrangement of the defenders, it's basically a ring, enclosing that tent in the middle. There's definitely something important in there! When the fight starts, be careful to avoid that tent! Don't spoil the treasure in there! ”

The two of them carefully observed for a while, observed the surrounding terrain and the firepower of the Japanese army, and finalized the details of the operation, and then cautiously retreated to the temporary camp.

Two o'clock in the morning is the time when people are most likely to be sleepy and have difficulty concentrating. Jiang Shan's team members with bloody blades quietly touched a place fifty meters outside the hospital. Two Japanese sentries dozed off in their sentry boxes.

Yaksha and Tempest, daggers in their mouths, crept up behind the two sentinels like ghosts. The two men jerked out their hands and covered the mouths of the two sentinels. The two sentinels were about to struggle when the sharp dagger had already slashed through their throats.

A few minutes later, Yaksha and Storm made an "OK" gesture to Jiangshan, who jumped up and whispered to the other team members, "Assault!" Don't live your mouth! ”

For this order, the fighters of the Falcon Special Operations Brigade have always carried out the order most thoroughly. In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, Japanese soldiers were poisoned by militarist ideology for a long time, and it was generally believed that being captured was the greatest shame, and that it was a supreme honor to be loyal to the emperor under unfavorable war conditions. Coupled with the agitation and exaggeration of the Japanese army's propaganda organs, the impression of Chinese soldiers in the Japanese soldiers is generally a demonic image of brutal and inhumane torture and killing of prisoners. As everyone knows, the Japanese army itself is the real devil unit.

At first, the Falcon fighters also tried to capture a few Japanese prisoners. But after the battle, the wounded Japanese soldiers were either rescued by their own men or simply committed suicide. Dozens of battles have been fought over the past year, and there have been few captured Japanese soldiers.

During the Battle of Pingxingguan, there was a young soldier of the Eighth Route Army who felt compassion for the dying wounded Japanese soldiers. He pulled out his first aid kit and wanted to bandage the Japanese soldier, who looked equally young.

When the battle was over, the little warrior's comrades found him, but by that time he had turned into a cold corpse, a bayonet had pierced deep into his heart, and he was still clutching the first-aid kit that had just been opened......

In fact, such a situation is not an isolated case, but the battle of the Falcon is generally a dense fire strike, and the Japanese army can survive relatively little, and it is rare to encounter such a situation. In the Battle of Pingxingguan, the 21st Brigade of the Japanese Army suffered heavy losses. When cleaning up the battlefield afterwards, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army wanted to treat the wounded Japanese soldiers in the spirit of humanitarianism and preferential treatment of prisoners, but this group of crazy madmen pulled the grenades on their bodies one after another, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who came to treat them died together.

Since then, Jiangshan has set an iron rule for the Falcon Special Operations Team: unless the mission requires and special circumstances, under normal circumstances, do not take prisoners!

At the beginning, everyone carried out this order, and they were a little hesitant to start, but later, they slowly got used to it. No way, it's a goddamn war to the death. In war, pity and sympathy are luxuries, at the cost of one's own life and that of one's comrades.

Jiang Shan waved his hand and made an explosive gesture. The other team members knowingly pulled out their grenades. After seeing that everyone was ready, Jiang Shan raised his right hand above his head, curled his index finger and thumb, and shook it twice.

Several other team members stared intently at his hand, for fear that they would miss the most critical moment in the blink of an eye.

"Three! Two! One! As Jiang Shan's fingers fell one after another, everyone worked hard and threw the grenade in their hands one by one. In just ten seconds, each person threw out an average of five grenades.

The small field hospital was instantly submerged in the smoke and flames of the explosion, and the sound of the explosion was mixed with the desperate wails and panicked cries of the wounded Japanese soldiers, doctors, nurses, and guards.

Twenty minutes later, everything slowly calmed down. Jiang Shan coldly ordered: "Clean up the battlefield, be careful, don't take prisoners!" ”

After a while, the scimitar ran over with a solemn face and said, "Captain, we are in trouble this time. See for yourself. ”

The two of them came to the outside of the inconspicuous tent together, and Storm Yaksha and a few others had already received the order of the scimitar, and they were all on guard with guns, and they were all solemn.

After entering the tent, after seeing the things in front of him clearly, Jiang Shan couldn't help but gasp.

In front of him, there were more than twenty dark green ammunition boxes neatly stacked. There is nothing special about these, what makes Jiang Shan chill is that on each ammunition box, there is a skull logo printed on it, and the words "handle it with care" are marked in Japanese below.

Gas bombs! With just one glance, Jiang Shan understood what these things were. If you understand what these things are, it is not difficult to explain why the Japanese army set up a field hospital here in an unusual way. This field hospital is simply a façade. The Japanese took advantage of the fact that the Chinese army strictly adhered to the Geneva Treaty and hid these gas bombs in field hospitals. In this way, when the curtain of the Battle of Wuhan reopened and the battle situation was the most stalemate, the Japanese army would put these poison gas bombs into the battlefield, and the Chinese army would definitely suffer heavy losses when they were caught off guard!

It's just that the scheming Japanese army never expected that they had calculated everything, but they didn't calculate the "grandson monkey" who got into the belly of Princess Iron Fan and the blood blade. This small special combat team does not play cards according to common sense at all, as long as the goal is what they need to solve the most, they will not hesitate to go up and win it. What the Geneva Treaty, in the eyes of the team members of Jiangshan and Bloody Blade, it is simply a joke. I believe that if I fall into the hands of devils, the enemy will not treat me favorably according to the Geneva Treaty.

After opening one of the boxes, Jiang Shan was completely furious, and inside was mustard gas, known as the "King of Poison Gas"!

Mustard gas is a chemical warfare agent with a huge toxic effect, which mainly invades the body through the skin or respiratory tract, with an incubation period of 2-12 hours. It directly damages tissue cells and has an erosive and stimulating effect on the skin and mucous membranes. Until later generations, there was still no cure. Mustard gas is known as the "king of poisons" because it is widely used in the history of warfare and is the most lethal, and it was used in World War I.

An hour later, the herald knocked on the door of Okamura's bedroom. A few minutes later, Okamura Ninji rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door. The herald handed him a copy of the battle report.

Okamura Ninji seemed to be very dissatisfied with his sleep being disturbed, and he muttered and cursed: "Hell, what kind of battle report will you send at this time?" It's nothing more than where it was attacked again, right? Is there worse news than that? ”

A few minutes later, Okamura couldn't wait to slap his two big mouths. This mouth of his own is really an out-and-out crow's mouth! "Worse news" is coming.

"General, Your Excellency the Commander asked you to go to the headquarters immediately after receiving the battle report." After completing his mission, the herald uncharacteristically did not leave, but continued.

"This time? To the headquarters? Okamura asked suspiciously. When I go to the headquarters at this time, there are usually extremely serious situations. He simply looked at the war report, and it was nothing more than a small field hospital, which had been attacked by those pesky rats. Lost more than two dozen warriors of the empire. This kind of thing has been happening almost every day in the past few days, and I am no longer surprised. Why did the commander take this matter so seriously?