These people were immediately infected with a lethal dose of the poison, from the respiratory tract to the skin, and of course because it was raining, the dose was not immediately lethal, which is where erosive gases differ from asphyxiating gases. Of course, the irritation of the inhalation of the respiratory tract was not too great, and they helped each other down the mountain, hoping to report to the Japanese* the regrettable incident of all the failures, and at the same time see what the Japanese could do to cure their collective respiratory tingling; The Japanese military doctor was already waiting, ready to perform autopsies on the first victims, do pathological analysis, and collect the reaction of the target exposed to the open in the rain to resist mustard gas, which is the last value of these people. They will die in agony for the next 10 hours or so. Since their intention is to serve the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, it cannot but be said that they deserve to die.

Throwing such a frenzied weapon was Iida's biggest bet, not that he foresaw that he might be court-martial in the future, and the outcome of this plane was still quite uncertain. He fears a regional lockdown of about 48 hours, which will seriously delay Masanobu Tsuji's timetable.

According to the statistics of the rainy season in previous years, he could predict that there would be about two weeks left to destroy the Chinese army, and advance the troops to the Indian side of the Qingdun River, so as to quickly take India after the rainy season and occupy a bridgehead.

This set timetable has been seriously delayed, which of course depends on two unexpected events, one of which is that a division of the 74th Army entered Burma, miraculously held half of Longling, seized the first Songshan, and captured an airdrop field. Another incident was even more bizarre: a regiment of expeditionary force, far away from its friendly neighbors and without support, stubbornly held the passage of the mining area in the middle for a week. It is difficult for about 20,000 living forces to move an inch.

In essence, Iida had one division for each of the two divisions under the command of Mutaguchi, and this fiasco was still acceptable, and he had not seen a sea of corpses and blood, but being defeated by such a small number of enemies did make him vaguely feel a trace of fear. He seemed to see a terrible combination, that is, Chinese soldiers and American weapons, both of which were almost inexhaustible. Japan, on the other hand, did not have enough troops and could not build enough weapons.

Once this success is replicated in large numbers, the consequences are unimaginable. This is the main idea that he must use all means to eliminate the Chinese army in front of him, and of course, it is also his original intention to attack India as soon as possible and cut off the last way for the Chinese army to obtain American weapons. In fact, the Japanese army has fought so far to prove to China that it has been defeated, but this backward agricultural country has never given in.

The Japanese forward observation post, at great risk, approached to reconnoitre, and found no unusual movement in the mining area. Dr. Fujii, who had arrived from Manchuria to guide the operation, thought that this was very much expected. Mustard gas seeps into enemy tunnels from the air and water, quickly infecting the land, but it is also diluted so that it does not cause immediate damage, and it will not be seen until tomorrow when it clears up.

The military doctor predicted that the best situation was that all the tunnels and surface positions did not respond after dawn, which indicated that no one supported to survive the first 10 hours, and the concentration met the combat requirements, of course, he did not dare to pack a ticket, and in the worse case, there were still people who escaped from the back mountain, but these people would also die on the road one after another due to organ bleeding. Mustard gas is known as the king of chemical warfare, and of course it is not in vain.

Early in the morning, a Japanese reconnaissance plane flew over the mine, and the backseat observers did not find any signs of movement below, and the valley was dead silent, the trucks stuck in the mud were motionless, and large animals could be seen on the ground, and some horses were still kicking their legs, but there was not a single corpse in sight. The trenches were filled with water, and the positions were clean. It's just that far away from the position of the Chinese army, there are densely lying Japanese soldiers who died a day ago and have no time to collect the corpses.

Intelligence was immediately aggregated to the command. Fujii pointed out that perhaps it would be the best situation, but the enemy's experience in air raids had harmed them, and they all took refuge in the tunnels with self-righteousness, but none of them came out. The Japanese artillery fired several tentative shots at the deep valley, but again no reaction elicited any reaction, no one rushed out to occupy the position, and it seemed that there was indeed no living mouth on the position.

Sha Jie, the headquarters of the expeditionary force, Du Yuming had just arrived here, he was covered in mud and looked very embarrassed, and he fell off his horse once during the night march.

He had just learned that the rearguard troops had messed up again, allowing the Japanese army to capture the scheduled airdrop area an hour ahead of schedule, and as a result, the 10,000 catties of rice airdropped by the Americans were all stolen by the Japanese army. Now his situation is worse than expected, the new 38th Division does not seem to listen to the dispatch and does not keep up, but there are still 70,000 or 80,000 people to eat here, and this account is getting more and more tight, if the food cannot be solved, it is impossible to shrink the troops and fight the trapped beasts in Myitkyina. He could only order that from now on, the rations of the troops directly under him should be halved, and the command headquarters would take the lead in implementing them. In fact, in most of the troops, food supplies have long been cut. The middle and junior officers have a very sensitive sense of smell for defeat, and since Mandalay retreated, some units have begun to spontaneously save food and grass, which is based on the experience gained from too many defeats.

There was good news from the city of Myitkyina, and the rumors about the secret road northwest of Myitkyina seemed to be confirmed, and there were people who were willing to lead a large army to cross the mountains from the mountains of Gaoligong to return home. Although Dai Anlan called to oppose the fate of the army on such uncertain news, he was in the rear of the remote command headquarters and could not directly interfere with the substantive command, Du Yuming decided to go his own way, of course, in fact, he had no other way out.

At noon, the headquarters opened the meal, and only porridge and some pickles were left on the table, and the shelf-stable canned food and biscuits were kept for the rest of the day.

Seeing the sad faces of the people around him, Du Yuming felt that he should guide everyone to be more optimistic as a person who came over. He had a lot of experience in being chased by the Japanese, so he was sure that the pursuers would collapse, because the logistics of the Japanese army were not very good. Of course, at that time, the Japanese army did not have the Americans to drop flour to capture.

"We, revolutionary soldiers, can't we endure hardship? Pavilion Chief, why are you frowning? ”

"Of course not, the military seat, it's just that the synthetic battalion is too far away, I'm really worried, I want to go back in the afternoon and bring the troops out for you."

"You don't have to go back, now that the main force of the Japanese army is staring at them, whether you can come out of the nine deaths and live a lifetime is not something you can decide alone, look at the creation......"

"Junzao, I'm sure, let me go back."

The surrounding generals didn't speak, seeing that Chu Tingchang was still insisting on his opinion, in their opinion, it was an established fact that the synthetic battalion would be destroyed soon, but they hadn't pierced that layer of paper yet.

"Now this synthetic battalion has become the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division on the banks of the Suzhou Creek. Sacrificing one of them saved the entire front. Unfortunately, there is no concession to hide. Luo Zhuoying said by relying on the old man.

"No," Du Yuming immediately retorted, "When I was in Songhu, I left Xie Jinyuan there, but now I have saved Chu Tingchang." As the saying goes, a thousand troops are easy to get, and a general is hard to find. ”

Du Yuming's words gave Chu Tingchang enough face, but this sentence didn't sound right, it seemed that soldiers could be sacrificed at will.

The scene at the dinner table was cold, and no one wanted to speak anymore for a while.

"In the 26th year of the Republic of China, Shanghai was hot and humid, and the supply was poor, the Japanese planes bombed all the warehouses, and we were near Dachang, relying on the support of the people to support us for more than a month," Du Yuming broke the silence and recalled the past, "Commander Luo, do you still remember that September 19 of that year, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the common people braved the rain of bullets and carried food to reward us. ”

"Remember, remember, I remember Merlin's canned ham." Luo Zhuoying said with a smile.

"Hey, I only remember Gongdelin's vegetarian mooncakes. It was also a rainy day, and I couldn't see much moon, but it was one of my most memorable Mid-Autumn Festivals. ”

"But the military seat, that's in the country...... Someone sent food and drink......" Pavilion Chief Chu couldn't help but remind.

"It's all the same, as long as there are Chinese, there will be people to help us." Du Yuming immediately diverted the topic, "So we must not go to India and live there under the fence." ”

Du Yuming sighed, and seemed to have some expressive words.

"Whenever I encounter a setback, I will think of the mooncakes of Gongdelin that night, and I will tell myself that one day I must fight back and taste the food of Gongdelin again."

"Yes, I believe that you will have a lot of time to eat merit in the second half of your life." The pavilion chief comforted.

"Hehe, you can speak, they all say that you are straightforward and accurate, so I will borrow your auspicious words."

Lin Xiuxuan led the team to pass on the muddy road, the signs of the rainy season are becoming more and more obvious, the goal he set when he was separated from 419 has not been achieved, he has not killed Asano and Kagesa Zhenzhao, and he has not stopped the Japanese army from occupying half of Burma, what must be done now is to hold the last two bottom lines. The first is to keep the majority of the expeditionary force to avoid a repeat of history, and the second is to hold back the Japanese army and prevent them from attacking eastern India before the rainy season.

Ma Qiang quietly left Lin Xiuxuan to assist Qin Xiaosu and He Ming in the nearby mountains to blow up the radio station, before completing this matter, he had to conduct a long-range skywave communication in the direction of 419's possible operation, hoping that 419 could return to the vicinity of Myanmar after receiving the communication, of course, this year, radio communication in the ionosphere is unreliable, especially when it is unpredictable to transmit signals, 419 is still on the surface of the water (it is expected to be underwater most of the time). I don't know what Cheng Dayang is doing now, and whether they can get out. In any case, the scattering communications equipment had to be destroyed immediately, since several groups of Japanese troops bypassing the mine area were already very close. Once the equipment is blown up, the technical advantage of the Special Task Force in Myanmar will be halved again. Since the loss of the support of the 419 medium UAV, it is now about to lose long-range communication and monitoring capabilities, and the remaining technical advantages are even less.

The troops kept the side of the road for tanks and vehicles to pass, and the trucks sat with soldiers and cannons in the back of the troops, for now, this semi-motorized army was still marching majestically, but sooner or later the troops would face the same problems as the 5th Army, there was neither fuel nor roads for tanks and cars in the north.

No one but Brooke wanted to talk about it, just as no one wanted to hear that he would lose a sibling, but Brooke kept reminding him that he had to destroy his equipment before it fell into the hands of the enemy. Unlike the Chinese soldiers who came from poverty, he has no respect and love for equipment, and in his opinion, destroying equipment is nothing, and his country can be built quickly.