High in the air, the Japanese aircraft group quickly found the canyon where the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and more than a dozen bombers gradually descended in altitude, adjusted their positions, and swooped down towards the center of the battle with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

"Not good!"

Wu Ming soon discovered the bombers in the dive, and then saw that there were still more than 20 Japanese fighters in the sky to stay on alert, and hurriedly ordered Yin Dizhong: "The whole army retreats...... Order all troops to get out of battle at once! Fast! ”

The last fast word, Wu Ming almost shouted out.

"What's wrong?"

Yin Dizhong was puzzled, the Japanese bombers had not been seen before, when they were in Pinghu in eastern Zhejiang, I don't know how many bombings they had to suffer every day, and they didn't know much!

Now the battle situation in the canyon has been decided, but due to the special terrain of the mountains, it is estimated that it will take some time to clear the remnants of the enemy, but correspondingly, the explosion effect of the aerial bomb may not be great, so why give up the low-hanging fruit?

Wu Ming pointed to the Japanese plane that was diving down, and said loudly: "The little devil is obviously about to throw poison gas bombs...... Previously, on the front line of Mae Chiling, due to the early retreat of our army, the Japanese army's poison gas bombs had no effect, and now our troops are concentrated in the canyon, and they definitely want to earn back...... Order the troops to withdraw from the battlefield immediately! ”

Yin Dizhong's face suddenly turned pale.

Because there was not much to cover on the high ground at the mouth of the gorge, it was not conducive to the concealment of anti-aircraft guns, and in order to tempt the Japanese army to be deceived, the anti-aircraft artillery on the first line of Meichi Ridge was withdrawn overnight, resulting in an extremely weak anti-aircraft fire in a huge area.

Due to the continuous expansion of the army, there was a large shortage of gas masks produced by the Maoliangwu Arsenal, and many companies of the independent division were not fully equipped. If the Japanese planes really dropped poison gas bombs, it would have been a terrible disaster!

Just when Yin Dizhong ordered the trumpeters to blow the trumpet to retreat, Colonel Hu Chongwen, chief of staff of the independent division who was directing operations on the front line, had already taken practical action. More than 30 heavy machine guns had been erected, the muzzles of which were pointed directly at the blue sky, and the machine gunners' eyes were staring at the incoming Japanese planes, silently calculating the amount of advance.

The Japanese planes did not discover the few air defense positions that had been formed temporarily, and when it was too late, a dense network of firepower suddenly sprang up between the mountains, enveloping several Japanese bombers rushing ahead.

The Japanese pilots were so bold that they did not pay attention to the anti-aircraft fire of these machine guns, and with a few side flips they got rid of the dense bullets, and then continued to dive.

The closer they got to the ravine, the denser the anti-aircraft fire network woven by the Type 92 heavy machine gun and the Maxim heavy machine gun became denser, and some soldiers on the battlefield were even in groups of two, one holding a bracket in front and the other operating a Czech light machine gun, and fired at the planes indiscriminately.

The two Japanese bombers could not dodge, and it was estimated that they were hit in the ammunition bay, and they exploded in the air, and the fuselage turned into fragments and fell to the ground, making a violent noise, and the bursting fire rushed up a burst of yellow smoke. Another Japanese bomber was shot in the wing, the fuselage shook violently, and the Japanese pilot hurriedly dropped a few bombs and then pulled up the altitude, and the plane flew straight into the blue sky with a cloud of black smoke.

Taking advantage of the fact that the bombers in front of them were attracting ground anti-aircraft fire, the Japanese bomber group hurriedly dropped poison gas bombs almost on the top of the hill at a distance of more than 400 meters near the ground, and then rapidly pulled up and flew towards the sky.

Just as the fierce battle in the air and ground was in full swing, the trumpet sounded, but it was not the expected trumpet of the charge, but the order to retreat.

The sound of the trumpet became more and more urgent, at first there was only one military trumpet, and then gradually more and more, and the sound became louder and louder.

Seeing that the Jimao Wing was about to be wiped out, how could he order a retreat? The officers and men were puzzled, and while stopping the pace of the charge, they turned their questioning eyes to the leader of the leader.

The officers were also suspicious, but when they saw puffs of yellowish smoke rising from the place where the Japanese dropped the bombs, they understood everything.

As early as before departure, Wu Ming had warned the Japanese army that poison gas bombs might be used, and every officer knew the horror of poison gas.

"Quick, retreat!"

Without hesitation, officers of all ranks directed their troops to move to both sides of the canyon, far away from the yellow smoke that quickly spread.

Because the retreat order was given in a timely manner, and because there was no mountain wind, the poison gas did not spread as fast as expected, so there were no large-scale poisoning incidents. But even so, more than 1,000 people were poisoned in the entire New Second Division, mainly because the soldiers who were in the vicinity of the bombing point could not avoid it at all.

Most of the remaining Japanese troops were equipped with gas masks, and they quickly put them on when they saw this, and then desperately broke through to the mouth of the gorge to the north.

Fortunately, the New Second Division took advantage of the lack of dispatch of the Japanese army and launched a counter-charge against the lost position on the Meichi Ridge line in time, and after more than two hours of fighting, the Japanese army that had not gained a firm foothold was driven back, and the pre-war confrontation posture was restored again.

In the afternoon, the mountain wind rose strongly, the poisonous fog finally dissipated, and the officers and men of the independent division began to clean up the battlefield.

The officers and men of the independent division who had not had time to retreat died in an extremely miserable state, with flushed and swollen skin all over the body, and some serious ones were eroded from shoulder blades to the back, which made people look shocking.

At the mouth of the canyon, Wu Ming walked past the neatly placed corpses, his expression was painful, and his eyes were flushed.

"Junzao, it was because I didn't think about it and didn't prepare for air defense that I suffered such heavy losses." Yin Dizhong was very sad, but in view of Wu Ming's safety, he still persuaded: "Junzuo, you can punish me however you want...... But it was dangerous here, Japanese planes could appear at any time, and the Japanese troops from the north could also press over at any time...... I'll just leave the aftermath, and you'd better hurry back to the military headquarters! ”

Wu Ming snorted coldly, pointed to the corpses of the soldiers who died in battle, and started a fire at Yin Dizhong: "I brought these officers and soldiers here, and now that they are dead on the battlefield, can't I see them in person?" Do you think I'm afraid of death? ”

was trained by Wu Ming, Yin Dizhong was a little overwhelmed: "Military seat, I mean ......"

"Alright, get out of the way!"

Wu Ming pushed Yin Dizhong away, jumped onto a raised rock next to him, looked at the temporary field hospital in Sunxiwu in the southwest, and waved his hand: "Go, follow me to visit the wounded!" ”

The field hospital was busy, doctors and nurses came in and out of the makeshift operating shed, and doctors and nurses came from Licaowu in the south with medicines.

In each disposal room, the nurses acted swiftly to disinfect the poisoned wounded in batches and time periods. The whole hospital is like a fast-moving machine, with doctors and nurses all spinning and trotting.

Wu Ming did not bother with Steve's operation, and took Yin Di and others to a temporary ward made of tents. Above the operating room, the disposal room, and the tent, dense camouflage nets are connected like grapevines, and when viewed from the sky to the ground, there is nothing but green.

Entering the tent, Wu Ming would touch their hands or cheeks every time he walked beside them, and say a few words of relief before moving on to the next wounded soldier's bedside.

When Wu Ming left, most of the wounded soldiers cried, turned their heads, and silently wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Walking into the next ward, Sun Chengyuan, who was discharged from the hospital before the Mid-Autumn Festival last year and served as Wu Ming's adjutant again, whispered in the ear of his eldest brother: "Military seat, Deputy Commander Long is here with an officer from the military department!" ”

"Since they are here, let them comfort the wounded!"

Wu Ming didn't stop, his expression was solemn: "Tell them that war is cruel, and nothing is just to take advantage of it and not suffer losses." Now they should always know that our new Second Army is not omnipotent, and if we are not careful, we will still suffer defeat! ”

An hour later, near the office of the field hospital at the foot of the mountain in the south, which was built by prefabricated houses, Wu Ming sat in the middle, and the other generals were scattered everywhere, all eyes focused on the face of Steve, the director of the field hospital.

"Junza, judging from the current situation, it's not too bad."

Steve briefly described the situation of the wounded: "After repeated disinfection of the infected parts, and at the same time the respiratory tract and digestive tract of the more serious wounded were lavaged, most of the poisoned soldiers are now out of danger, and all physical indicators tend to be normal. Just ......"

"Dean Shi, just say it directly, we are mentally prepared!" Long Shaogang is an acute son, and he urges.

"It's just those who are seriously injured, the situation is not optimistic!" Steve sighed heavily: "This time, the concentration of poison gas bombs dropped by the Japanese army is very high, and those poisons are integrated into the blood, resulting in the absorption and poisoning of the whole body, our antidote has no great effect, at least more than a hundred officers and soldiers cannot be treated!" ”

Steevie adjusted his mood slightly, and continued: "Some soldiers who have been poisoned too deeply can't bear the great pain in their bodies, and even ask our doctors and nurses for help...... They let us shoot them, or inject them with bloody poison to get free! ”

Steve's tears didn't hold back after all, and the crystal liquid ran down his cheeks.

Everyone's expressions were gloomy, and they didn't know what to say for a while-the officers and soldiers of the new second army were dead, and they also hoped that they would die with dignity.

"Throne, it's all my fault, I'm not fully prepared."

Yin Dizhong stood up, the huge casualties made him angry, painful, aggrieved and self-blaming, and said to Wu Ming with red eyes: "Junzao, you punish me!" I don't have the face to see my warriors...... They trusted me so much and put their lives in my hands, but I-"

Yin Dizhong cried, crying heartbreakingly.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, just because they don't get to the sad place. Seeing the tears pouring out of Yin Dizhong, many people secretly wiped their tears.

", the little devil's plane is coming, do you think you can prevent it if you want to? The Battle of Xuzhou, the Battle of Lanfeng, the Battle of Wuhan, and even the Battle of Wanjialing, which time did the little devil not use poison gas, did the **** prevent it? ”

Wu Ming pointed at Yin Dizhong and scolded: "If you fall behind, you will be beaten, this is an eternal truth!" We don't have planes, we don't have gas bombs, we can only passively accept! Does crying work? The little devils will not sympathize with us, they will only use more gas bombs against us! ”

"If you Yin Dizhong are a real man, pack up your troops and sharpen your bayonets for Lao Tzu. If you encounter a little devil next time, Lao Tzu wants you to return your suffering to the little devil tenfold and hundredfold, this is the soldier of our new second army! ”

Yin Dizhong was stunned for a while.

Wu Minghu was stunned, and shouted: "Did you hear it?" ”

"Yes!"

Yin Dizhong hurriedly stood upright.

A cadre general looked at Yin Dizhong sympathetically, in fact, if they were in Yin Dizhong's position, they would have to make the same mistake, because no one would have imagined that the little devil would directly drop poison gas bombs regardless of the casualties of one of his own officers and soldiers.

Thinking about the death of the soldiers, everyone was very sad, and the atmosphere in the conference room was extremely low for a while.

"Smack-"

Wu Ming slapped the table heavily, looked around and scolded angrily: "Look at your appearance, where do you look like the soldiers of our New Second Army, one by one drooping their heads, they really look like a plague chicken." Is it just a little setback that knocks you down? No matter how you say this battle, we won, just now I received a call, the new second division has taken the lost position, and we have earned almost a wing of little devils in vain! ”

"The military seat is right!"

Long Shaogang echoed: "The only pity is that we didn't find the Japanese army's winged flag...... It is estimated that the Japanese army who broke through the encirclement was brought out, or the little devil who guarded the flag burned the flag first when he saw that it was not good! ”

Wu Ming nodded: "We wiped out a wing of the Japanese army, and our own casualties were only two thousand, and most of them could be rescued, so this time it was a great victory, and no one had to be discouraged!" The little devil is powerful, but the terrain we are in is not conducive to their play, as long as we think about it carefully, the little devil will definitely not be pleased! ”

When the generals heard this, their spirits were lifted, and the original negative emotions were swept away, and the performance of each department was hotly discussed in a blink of an eye.

Wu Ming saw it in his eyes and nodded slightly, but his heart was troubled by the little devil's elusive fighter plane and the threatening poison gas war.