April 29th was a rare good weather. The sun shone like gold on the fertile land of Russia. Green grass, yellow flowers, trees with newly sprouted twigs and birds chirping on the branches gave people a sense of wonder.

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The atmosphere is full of vitality. If it were not for the war, there would be hard-working farmers working on this land, and perhaps Kazakh shepherds driving their cattle and sheep on their horses, singing heroically.

But just like this scenery, not far away is a cruel battlefield. On one side is the Soviet Eastward Front headed by Trotsky, and on the other side is Denikin's troops who occupy Tyumen and resist desperately. The two sides have been fighting since the beginning of the war.

It was so tragic that Denikin, who had no way out, tried his best to rely on the defense line to firmly block the Red Army's attack. Although the troops suffered a lot of losses, except for voluntarily giving up the first line of defense, the entire Tyumen is still in Denikin's hands.

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"Ivan, it's almost time. You go down and rest first."

At the frontline observation post, a second lieutenant staff member got into a semi-underground bunker made of giant wood and steel plates. Although this bunker was simple in appearance, for the sake of concealment, it was covered with a layer of soil and branches on and around it. But this bunker,

Even the artillery of the Red Army cannot be destroyed, unless it is hit by heavy artillery with a caliber of more than 200mm. It can be said that this place is the safest position on the front line.

"Haha, you were a little early today, thank you for your hard work, Shania." Ivan jumped down from the observation port high up, took off the telescope hanging on his chest and handed it to his comrade who came to replace him.

"How are those guys across the street doing today?" Shania asked in a routine manner after taking the telescope.

"Still the same as before, I guess they will launch an attack later, but it seems that the lessons given to them some time ago are enough, and the attacks in the past few days have become much weaker."

"It's not surprising!" Shania said with some pride: "Although the other side has more people than us, the training and equipment cannot compare with us. What kind of Red Army? Shit! These idiots think they can pick up the pieces.

A soldier with a gun? It’s just a dream!”

"Yes!" Ivan nodded and smiled: "If our troops are doubled, we can defeat them with a single charge. Kill these mud-legged people, and then under the command of the commander, go straight to Moscow to capture Stalin alive. By then, our Russian

The empire will regain its glory as it did under Peter the Great. By the way, maybe by then, you and I can still get a title to work with, Shania."

"Hahaha, I'm returning my title. Let's discuss this after we beat the guy in front of me away. Okay, go to bed quickly, Ivan." Listening to the whimsical jokes of his comrades, Shania laughed happily and climbed up the steps.

, leaned down and picked up the telescope and began his observation work.

"Okay! I'll go first then." Ivan chuckled, took off his hat and scratched his head, greeted his colleagues who were already working, and then turned around and left.

"Wait for Ivan!" Before Ivan could walk out the door, Shania suddenly called him.

"What's wrong?"

"The guys on the opposite side seemed a little strange. Their artillery started to prepare. But the infantry was retreating..."

"Is there such a thing?" Ivan was stunned, and quickly climbed up the steps in three steps and came to Shania's side: "How is this possible? The artillery is preparing, and the infantry is retreating? Are they planning to escape?

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"See for yourself!" Shania handed the telescope to Ivan and pointed to the location he just saw.

Raising the telescope, Ivan stared with wide eyes. Indeed, as Shania said, the troops in front of the enemy's position were slowly retreating in an orderly manner. However, the enemy's artillery group further away was busy doing the artillery bombardment.

preparation. This posture is completely inconsistent with tactical preparation. You must know that ordinary battles

The artillery will conduct artillery strikes before the start. But at the same time, the infantry, which is the main offensive force, will gather to prepare for the charge, and will definitely not retreat like now. If this is the case, the opponent's artillery fire will not have much effect at all, and it will be gone.

If the infantry follows up, it will only be a waste of artillery shells.

"It's weird...is this really like this? What are they doing?" After watching for more than ten minutes, Ivan felt that he couldn't turn his head around. He had never heard of such a dismissal. Could it be that the enemy's commander was

Are you an idiot?

"What do you think?"

"I don't understand why they arranged it like this, but I think there must be something wrong!" Shania thought for a while and said: "Let's do this, I will continue to observe, and you go to the headquarters immediately. Tell the officers about the enemy's strange behavior."

"Okay! I'll go right away!" Ivan agreed, handed the binoculars back to Shania, jumped down the steps and hurriedly ran out of the observation post. But before he could run out of the observation post, someone suddenly heard

There was an extremely dull sound of artillery, followed by hundreds of cannons firing simultaneously, and the entire ground was shaken by the vibrations of the artillery bombardment.

"The enemy has fired!" Ivan was not paying attention while running, and his body swayed and fell. This thought suddenly flashed through his mind as he fell to the ground. Neither he nor Shania expected that the enemy would make such a strange move.

The artillery bombardment started so quickly. It seemed that we had to rush to the headquarters in the rear immediately and report the situation to the superiors.

Just when Ivan hurriedly climbed up from the ground, the artillery shells fell on his own position. But what is strange is that the opponent's artillery fire did not seem to have a fixed target. Instead, it fired east and west, and the previous one

The last shot was as endless as that fired by an artilleryman who had just learned how to fire.

"What's the threat of this kind of shelling?" Ivan was stunned. Cannons are called the gods of war. The main reason is to use them intensively to give the most violent blow to a certain area in the shortest time. But once the artillery fire is dispersed, the cannons will be destroyed.

The power of the bombardment will be greatly reduced. Not only will such shelling fail to pose a threat to the opponent, it will even waste its precious artillery shells and fighter planes. Is the commander of the Red Army really an idiot? Which army in the world does this?

But before Ivan could guess the other party's intentions and the true meaning of doing so, he suddenly heard a desperate and horrified cry coming from the observation post.

"Poison gas! This is a poison gas bomb!"

Shania's shout caused Ivan's expression to change suddenly. When he raised his head and looked at the area where the bullet fell not far away, he was stunned.

The falling runway did not cause a violent explosion as imagined. On the contrary, an iron lump fell from the sky and only made a large pit on the ground. But the scary thing was that as the runway landed, a thick yellow smoke appeared.

It suddenly spurted out from the impact point, became thicker and thicker, and continued to spread to all directions at a very fast speed.

Ivan was frightened. He was a veteran who had experienced the European battlefield. He could tell at a glance that it was a poison gas bomb. Under this kind of weapon, soldiers without anti-gas devices were like lambs to be slaughtered and could not escape. He watched helplessly.

The dozen or so soldiers closest to the bomb impact point were immediately gassed.

Shrouded in, the sharp and desperate screams only sounded a few times before becoming silent. Needless to say, these soldiers were all poisoned to death. Not only that, the yellow poisonous gas was like the shackle in the hand of the God of Death.

, not satisfied at all, continued to pounce on the soldiers who fled in fear without any resistance.

Ivan was so frightened that he was out of his mind. Just as he was trying to escape from this hell, he found that there were thick smoke billowing from both sides, and the poisonous gas was gathering at an extremely fast speed. It would not take long for his location to be engulfed.

"Quick! Come in!" Shania's voice came from the observation post. Ivan suddenly came to his senses and rushed into the observation post. As soon as he entered the door, Shania closed the door and locked it with the latch.

door.

"Observation port! Ivan! Observation port!" Shania took off her clothes and hurriedly blocked the gap in the door while shouting loudly.

Ivan already knew what he was going to do. He moved a few wooden boxes up the steps as quickly as possible and piled them in front of the observation port. Then he followed Shania's example and took off his clothes to block the gaps.

The power of poison gas is powerful, but it also has its weakness, that is, the speed of dispersion is not very fast. Although the Red Army continued to bombard poison gas bombs, after all, it still gave Ivan and the others some time, and it was this time that allowed him and Shani to

Ya got a valuable opportunity.

A few minutes later, the sweaty Ivan and Shania took off almost all their clothes and pants, and then completely sealed all the gaps in the observation post. Then, the two picked up shovels and dug up the soil on the ground, and then dug up the soil.

Mud covers the blocked area.

After doing all this, Ivan and Shania looked at each other, lying on the ground without saying a word, lying face down in the dug hole, gathering some soil with their hands to cover their mouths and noses. According to the European battlefield,

Experience shows that this is the best way to avoid poison gas attacks.

After doing all this, the next step was to secretly pray for God's mercy. But the moment they lay down, there were urgent knocks on the closed door, and a familiar voice shouted desperately outside the door.

The names of Ivan and Shania.

"Ivan! Shania! Open the door! Open the door! For God's sake let me in, open the door Ivan! Shania!"

Ivan and Shania heard that the person calling the door was their comrade-in-arms and superior, but at this time it was impossible for any of them to open the door, because once it was opened, not only would the people outside the door not survive, but they would also have

A dead end.

"Open the door! Help me! God! God! For God's sake...save me! Save me Ivan...save me Shania...God...!" cried outside the door.

It was getting louder and louder. The two people lying on the ground could only bite their lips and pretend not to hear in pain. After ten

A few seconds later, with a louder cry, all the sounds outside the door suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. Ivan and Shania knew in horror that the poisonous gas outside had arrived. (Unfinished)
Chapter completed!