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Volume Four, Chapter 416, Poison Gas Bomb

After two o'clock in the afternoon, the messenger suddenly came down and ordered the opposite Austro-Hungarian army to launch an artillery attack, allowing everyone to enter the anti-aircraft artillery hole, because the detectives observed that the gun jacket of the opposite Austro-Hungarian army was lifted down. It can be said that when they came to Europe, the Chinese soldiers realized the modern war. During the two months of life in the baggage, the Chinese soldiers realized what infantry and artillery cooperation meant to defend the opponent's heavy artillery. Two months of life in the baggage, the Chinese soldiers learned about the war. They played the principle of Chinese people doing things well, and the trench air-raid shelters were digging and repairing better than anyone else.

The artillery of a division of the Northeast Frontier Defense Forces in China is already the most common among all Chinese armies, but compared with the Italians, it is like a child of seven or eight years old and a young man of ten years old. I saw the British and French, especially the French, good guys, and there is a saying in the Allied State, called British guns and French cannons. A French division has more than 200 cannons, and infantry artillery mortars are equipped with company platoons. This foreigner is really rich. Italy lets Chinese soldiers be used as baggage soldiers, which has allowed Chinese soldiers to learn to adapt to modern warfare. From this point of view, the hard work of the Chinese people is not in vain.

After more than ten minutes, Austrian-Hungarian cannons came, and because they were prepared in advance, the enemy's shelling obviously did not cause much damage to the Chinese.

Zang Hao's class is the main squad of their platoon. The Iron Hammer Class is famous, but the platoon leader put them in the second line trenches to rest, so that others can make some contributions. Zang Hao still held a cigarette in his mouth, smoking and cursed: "I fuck him, what's the smell of Italian cigarettes? It's so hard to smoke."

"Come on. Some people complain about what they want." Platoon leader Han Xu raised his head and looked at it, saying, "Hey, here we come, Zang Hao, your class is ready. If the class one can't stand you, you have to go."

"Isn't it okay to just send us to the house?" Zang Hao complained.

"You can't take all the credits of your class. You can't eat meat and drink soup?" Han Xu said.

Zang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, to put it bluntly, I'm still afraid that I will make contributions. By the way, the platoon leader. Are you sure about my promotion to the rank?"

"It must be accurate." Han Xu said.

Zang Hao smiled and said, "That's it. If it's accurate, I will be promoted and invite you to drink."

"I don't drink Italian beer, it's like a horse's urine." Han Xu smiled.

As he was talking, the messenger from the camp came, and he jumped into the trench with his waist and said, "Platform Commander Han, Platoon Commander Han."

"What's the matter? Xiao Fang, why are you here?" Han Xu asked.

"Platform Commander Han, the battalion commander said you don't make a mistake. Your phone is more provocative and may be attacked by enemy artillery fire." The messenger Xiao Fang reminded.

"Give us two more machine guns," Han Xu said.

"Didn't our battalion share one with four heavy machine guns? The battalion commander said, "I don't have machine guns, but I have one." Xiao Fang smiled.

Han Xu complained: "This Shanxi man is so stingy. No wonder there is a saying that Shanxi is always stingy."

Xiao Fang took out a piece of paper and a cloth bag from his arms and said, "By the way. This is the promotion order and the rank of sergeant for your Tibetan mastiffs. The rank of Tibetan mastiffs has been upgraded to the rank of sergeant, and he has been promoted to him as the deputy platoon leader of your sergeant."

"Oh my god, I'll fuck, Tibetan mastiff. Tibetan mastiff!" Han Xu shouted.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of cannons came, and the soil exploded and fell on Han Xu's head and mouth. Han Xu vomited for a long time, cursing: "Get over to me for the Tibetan Mastiff."

After the shelling, Zang Hao heard it and bent over and ran to ask, "What's the matter?"

"Give you a promotion order, military rank, and on your shoulders." Han Xu handed him the military rank and appointment letter.

Zang Hao took it and was amused, and said, "Hey, deputy platoon leader, hey, it's awesome."

"Go to be so pretty while you are." Han Xu smiled.

Zang Hao hurriedly saluted and said, "Thank you for your cultivation, thank you for your cultivation."

Han Xu stretched out his neck and said, "Don't be so stinky, the Austrians are here."

The trapped South Rothier Third Shooter Regiment had a part of the Jiang defense artillery. In order to break through the Chinese defense line and return to Austria, they had to move them over. However, most of them were too heavy and not moved, and only a small part was moved over. They were not sure of the Chinese's strategic intentions and used infantry artillery and mortars equipped with the regiment to attack. Then the Chinese team also used field artillery, infantry artillery and mortars to counterattack, and the large-caliber cannons from both sides were not used.

After more than ten minutes after the artillery soldiers on both sides attacked each other, the Austrians took the lead in attacking the Chinese positions.

The Third Shooter Regiment of South Rothir is worthy of being an elite German infantry regiment, howling and rushing towards the Chinese positions. Since the trenches are set on the plains without any danger, it depends on the firepower, courage and tactical qualities of both sides. The Austrians are better than the Chinese team in terms of courage and tactical skills, but the Chinese are surrounded by them and are full of confidence.

When the Austrian enemy approached 200 meters, with the order from which commander in the Chinese trench, rifles fired one after another, and heavy machine guns fired immediately. The Austrians ran faster. The Southern Rottiers were the most brave race in Austria (South Rottier was assigned to Italy after World War I). They were often shot several times without falling, and some were cut by shrapnel and their intestines flowed out, and they stuffed their intestines into their stomachs and continued to fight.

The first time the two sides had such a positional war, the Chinese were shocked by the Austrians for a moment.

The Chinese firepower was too strong, with long spears, short spears, automatic weapons and grenades, and were commanded by elite soldiers and generals. Because the Fourth Division participated in the European war, the firepower was the best for the Northeast Frontier Defense Forces. One squad had two automatic firepowers, one long and one short, the S1 general machine gun and the C1 submachine gun, and one platoon was equipped with two S1 machine guns to strengthen the firepower. When passing by Singapore, he took advantage of the fire to rob the British Strait Colony Arsenal and then equipped each platoon with a heavy machine gun. In this way, the firepower of one of the main combat platoons in China reached an astonishing five light machine guns, one heavy machine gun and four submachine guns (the platoon leader was equipped with submachine guns and pistols). Such powerful firepower attracted the envy of the Second Division of the participating troops.

The Second Division of the participating army was also considered elite, all-Japanese instructors, all-Japanese weapons, and all-Japanese combat methods. However, one company had two heavy machine guns and one battalion had several mortars. As for the rifle, it was Japan's most advanced Type 38 rifle, which was not even fully popular in the Japanese army. However, during the battle, it was found that the gun was too bad to kill. Basically, except to directly hit the Austrians' heads, it could only hurt the enemy. Therefore, the Second Division was beaten by the Austrians. If the Second Division had the firepower of the Fourth Division, how could it be chased by the Austrians like sheep?

Han Xu saw the opportunity and shouted: "Tibetan Mastiff, get on!"

"Fuck!" Zang Hao cursed and spitted the cigarette in his mouth. With a wave of his hand, his brothers immediately ran along the traffic trench to the s-line trench in front. Zang Hao lay on the trench, aimed at an Austrian, and shot the man in the chest with a bang. After the man paused for a moment, other bullets immediately hit him and fell to the ground.

Feng Lao Nian tilted his head and scolded: "Who the hell asked you to come up?"

Zang Hao smiled and said, "Plane leader, go scold him - by the way, now he is the deputy platoon leader, salute."

"What a big head of garlic is going to be like a slap?" Feng Lao Nian shot and cursed.

While talking, the Austrians were ruthless. They were lying on the ground and fighting back, suddenly jumped up and rushed up in rows. Zang Hao was startled and said, "What's going on? Are they going to die?"

"I'm stupid." Feng Lao Nian smiled.

Under the bullet blocking of the Chinese team, especially with so many automatic weapons, the Austrian retreated. Feng Lao Nian sat down and sighed and said, "It's not satisfying."

"squeak……"

"Enter the anti-cannon hole!" Zang Hao's face changed, and he cursed the bastard and got in first. Feng Lao Nian also got in and pushed him down, saying, "A little bit... Fuck, are you farting?"

"Get out of here...what is wrong?" The two looked at each other and said in horror: "Fuck, poison gas bomb!" Feng Lao Nian shouted at the top of his throat: "Wear a gas mask, they release poison gas bomb!" Then he squatted down and coughed a few times, put on a gas mask.

Both the Austrians and the Italians were equipped with poison gas bombs, and when Wang Maoru led his army to the front line, he also got more than 4,000 gas masks from the military commander headquarters. He was not equipped normally. This time, when Xue Xinghua was asked to besiege the Third Shooting Army of South Rothir, he gave him more than 1,000 pieces and brought him more than 3,000 pieces to Gong Xiaoqi to the north.

Everyone hurriedly brought the poison gas bomb. Feng Lao Nian grabbed Zang Hao's hand and said, "Tibetan Mastiff, you can take the people to the back first. Please call me here, don't worry." He stood up and said with difficulty: "Rifle soldiers retreat, grenadiers retreat, machine gun team submachine guns; stay. Execute immediately!"

Zang Hao was not long-winded, and waved his hand to take the rifleman and grenades of the first and second squads to run away first. Feng Lao Nian and six people from the two squads stayed. Two machine gunners, two ammunition players and two firepower players (with submachine guns), and put them on the bench, Lao Xiao automatically stayed. As an ammunition player, He Shouxin was about to leave, and he was kicked by Long Ergou, pointing at the ammunition box, indicating that he stayed. He Shouxin didn't want to stay, Zang Hao pointed at him with a gun. He Shouxin was frightened and nodded quickly, and then stayed. This is the tradition of the elite troops, and the orders were imposed. Although He Shouxin participated in this army for two months, he had not learned the rules yet. Long Ergou had experienced several life-and-death battles, growing from a new recruit to an elite, knowing what is priorities and what should be done and what should not be done.

Being a soldier is different from the common people. The common people always think about how to live well. In addition to thinking about living on their own, soldiers also need to think about living with comrades, executing orders, and maintaining glory.

Long Ergou followed Zang Hao and retreated backwards, while platoon leader Han Xu asked the third squad leader to lead the rest down and waited for them. Seeing that everyone was back, he waved his hand and retreated back. After running for more than 800 meters, he took out the yellow smoke area. Han Xu then cursed: "I fuck him, Austrian uncle, mom, and release poison gas bombs. It's really not a fucking thing!" (Welcome to your support, my greatest motivation.)

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