Quiet in the war room of the Japanese army headquarters on Saipan.
On the opposite side of the high house, the Yano hero, who was still oozing blood with bandages, leaned back on his chair very decadently, his godless eyes had already lost their brilliance, and the Yano hero of this mystery seemed to be a corpse that had lost his life.
A desperate pessimism permeated the command of the Japanese army.
After a long time, Saito Yoshiji let out a long sigh and said in a morbid tone: "Chief Eiliang of the Little Explosion, Chief of Nagumo Zhongyi, Chief of Staff Jing Xi Keiji, they fell in the position where I am sitting at that time, and the blood flowed all over the place, and the Chief of the Heroic Gang died without turning a blind eye."
Takashi Otamura glanced at the observation port, which had been completely observed in order to defend against the special incendiary bombs of the US military, and lamented: "The deceased is gone.
They will enjoy the glory of dying in battle, they can die as honorably as a samurai, and we who are alive are the ones who really need to face difficulties. ” Saito Yoshiji slapped the table and shouted, "Gather all the forces in the tunnel at night and launch a decisive assault on the Allies in the early hours of the morning."
Otamurataka glanced at Saito Yoshiji and said coldly: "The price of the four counter-attacks is a whole pound of small wings, our troops are simply unable to break through the artillery blockade of the allies, and a rash counterattack can only make us pay a greater price."
Saito Yoshiji stood up in a rage, and a communications staff officer staggered into the command headquarters and panted: "Hurry, hurry, poison gas" Immediately, the communications staff officer, who was pale-faced, foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, with blisters of varying degrees on his face and hands The pungent smell of garlic mixed with the smell of bitter almonds wafted through the air, and Yoshiji Saito, who was very familiar with mustard gas and other poisonous gases, was terrified and scrambling to find a gas mask.
But as the billowing blue gas poured into the headquarters, Saito Yoshiji found that the things in front of him had begun to blur and shake, and Takashi Otamura, who was closest to the door, had already grabbed his neck with his hands and coughed violently, saliva flowing uncontrollably down the corners of his mouth, followed by nosebleeds.
Then he fell headlong to the ground.
The cyan mustard gas, the pale green erosive poisonous gas, the colorless phosgene, and the nervous poisonous gas with the smell of bitter almonds were suppressed by the vacuum mercury removed from the landing ship by two units, and with the help of the original pressure in the cylinder, the various poisonous gases that poured into the vents of the Japanese army clashed in a state of strong pressure and semi-negative pressure, because the specific gravity of the poisonous gas was much larger than the air, and a variety of poisonous gases were mixed together, so a large amount of poisonous gas poured into the defenseless main Japanese fortifications of Tapocho Peak in a very short time.
And it spreads rapidly with the flow of air.
After all, Song Yuhang is not an expert in poison gas, and this is also the first time he has used poison gas, and the so-called anti-chemical warfare experts in the United States only gave him a certain explanation in terms of theory and data, but did not explain it.
If a variety of poison gases are mixed together, it is easy to inactivate the poison gas or weaken its function, but it is also possible to make the components of the poison gas discover new chemical reactions, which is the main reason why the Japanese army never released multiple poison gases at the same time and in the same place.
It is extremely rare for the Chinese Expeditionary Force to mix six or seven kinds of poison gases together, and the effect of poison gases is very large.
However, it will also have an extremely serious impact on people's physiology and psychology, the 2nd and 4th Marine Divisions of the US Army have withdrawn 10 kilometers, and the 2nd Light Division of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, which is closest to Tapoqiao Peak, has only five armored vehicles and two platoons of anti-chemical warfare troops left.
In the main peak of Tapocho Peak and the surrounding attached fortifications, there are Japanese officers and soldiers with gray faces, bleeding ears, nose, mouth and eyes, and foaming at the mouth, convulsions and struggles, and there is vomit of different colors everywhere in each hoarding hole, and the gas masks that should have been carried with them according to the tactical regulations of the Japanese army are stored in a centralized manner because they are in the fortifications to undertake defensive tasks, so the panicked Japanese officers and soldiers who were panicked when they found out about the invasion of poison gas were congested in the narrow passage, As a result, gas masks, which were supposed to be extremely effective, became ornaments.
In the past, no matter how fierce the battle was and the artillery fire shook the sky, a few crisp birdsongs could still be heard in the interval between the battles, but this morning was exceptionally quiet, a platoon of anti-chemical warfare soldiers wore heavy full-body rubber chemical protective suits and gas masks, clumsily alternated back and forth to cover, if it weren't for Song Yuhang's very familiar with the infantry's individual tactical movements, he really couldn't see what the clumsy posture of the anti-chemical warfare soldiers was doing.
In the process of attacking the second line of defense of the Japanese army, more than 400 officers and soldiers of the patrol army had died on the way to the fortress group.
To this day, there are still 100 hearts, "which have rotted and cannot be taken from the line of fire."
At this moment, Song Yuhang's heart is tumbling up and down, he regrets a little bit at the moment that he has some too much belief in the use of poison gas, and the more than 200 poison gas cylinders obviously may not be able to meet his previous standards, if the Japanese army is digging an extra tunnel to the sky in the opposite direction, then the entire underground fortification can form an air circulation, it is estimated that the Japanese army will have about the strength of the saw, if the poison gas is ineffective or the effect is not obvious, then Song Yuhang has to forcibly send troops to wait for the poison gas to dissipate before the attack.
For the Japanese who always like to cower in the ground or like to dig mountains, Song Yuhang really has no particularly effective way to deal with these Japanese, after all, these seized poison gases are extremely limited, and they are disposable consumables, and Song Yuhang clearly knows that the Americans who are full of freedom and democracy will not produce those flagrant weapons that violate Geneva for themselves.
The safe passage of the anti-chemical warfare troops was not blocked by the Japanese army, Song Yuhang's heart finally fell back into his stomach, he knew that friendship played an effect, but how much effect it played is still unknown, Song Yuhang realized that what he needs to do now is to deal with the aftermath.
How to turn this gas attack into a massive gas leak stored by the Japanese army on Saipan.
In the afternoon, the two infantry battalions of the 2nd Light Division of the Chinese Expeditionary Force began to occupy the surface positions of the Japanese troops at the small Tapocho Peak, because a large amount of poison gas was still accumulated in the complicated passage of the Japanese army.
Therefore, ordinary infantry units could not enter the Japanese underground fortifications, and the task of the anti-chemical warfare battalion naturally increased, and they had to cooperate with the engineers to transfer all the cylinders that had been emptied of poison gas into the Japanese underground fortifications, and disguised them as a large-scale leak.
Walking in the jungle near Tapocho Peak on Saipan, Song Yuhang felt very uncomfortable with the dead birds everywhere, as if the poisonous gas released last night had completely destroyed the life on Saipan, which is now full of life.
When a company of the 2nd Light Division of the Chinese Expeditionary Force drove up to the south side of Tapocho Peak, Song Yuhang sent a telegram to Turner, Nimitz, Marshall, and Roosevelt to completely occupy Saipan.
Turner looked in confusion in the direction of Tapocho Peak on Saipan, and what puzzled him was that yesterday was still fighting for life and death, and there were at least 30,000 Japanese troops in the Japanese underground fortifications on the island centered on Tapocho Peak, and the Chinese Expeditionary Force wiped out all these Japanese troops with a division in just one night, and Turner noticed the wording on the telegram.
All occupied, the Japanese army has stopped resisting.
"It's time for the lads to go home and enjoy a few days," Turner smiled to himself And on land, retreated more than a dozen kilometers and two catties each with gas masks.
The US officers and men of the Marine Corps Division could not believe that all this was true, and the repeated battles of more than ten days, especially the second beach grabbing, caused the Marines to suffer great unnecessary losses, although their battle could not be compared with the bloody beachhead battle of the Chinese Expeditionary Force Saipanou, but in the hearts of the Marines, they had done their best, killed those damned Japanese, and then went home to hug their girl.
When the Marines threw their helmets high into the sky and shouted, cheered, and celebrated, the battle was over for them, and soon they could return to the United States by boat, as per the latest agreement between China and the United States.
The Chinese Expeditionary Force will be responsible for all the ground operations on the island in the future, and the most reliable testimony to this news is that the soldiers of the Chinese Expeditionary Force have pulled up the remnants of the Japanese army throughout Saipan.
In the evening, an American flag was raised at the summit of Tapocho Peak with a company of soldiers from the 2nd Marine Division.
The Chinese soldiers, who were transporting the bodies of the fallen soldiers at Gloo Beach, stared blankly at the glaring American flag.
On the Glou Beach, several huge fires are constantly burning, due to the limited conditions, the Chinese officers and soldiers who died can only be cremated on the spot, the blazing fire is reflected on Song Yuhang's cheeks, and the Chinese soldiers on the side are small wings in the ashes to collect the ashes of their comrades, and the movements of every famous Zhongkuang soldier seem to be very careful, and the war is impermanent.
Maybe next time it's time for someone else to gather their own ashes.
Song Yuhang looked at the seemingly familiar faces that were gradually disappearing in the fire, he knew that these heroic martyrs could be said to be in a hurry, they didn't even have a clean military uniform, but they used their young lives to save the nation from danger, and they never wanted anything Song Yuhang looked at the dazzling American flag from afar and secretly swore that he would never let the merits of the martyrs be buried for any reason
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