Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

He Daqing watched as the smoke and poisonous gas had already enveloped the enemy's position.

He put the mortar and shells back into the space and turned around to find his team.

"Boss, did you release the poison gas on the Japanese position?"

"It's not me. I don't have that thing. It looks like it belongs to the Eighth Route Army."

"Ah? The Eighth Route Army still has this thing?"

The brothers below didn’t believe that the Eighth Route Army could produce poison gas bombs.

After all, the Eighth Route Army couldn't even guarantee ordinary artillery shells.

"It should be the captured Japanese weapons. Tell the brothers not to get too close to my sister-in-law, but not too far away either.

If you see any Japanese soldiers running out alive, kill them immediately."

"Don't worry, Boss. We have seen this thing before. We know how powerful it is."

On the battlefield in China, the Japanese almost never carried gas masks when they went out to fight.

The only time they used poison gas bombs on others was when they did it. In all these years, they had never seen China using poison gas bombs.

This time, the Japanese were completely stunned.

But He Daqing was only one person after all, and the number of poison gas bombs he fired was limited, so he couldn't cover all the Japanese devils quickly.

Only about 2000 Japanese soldiers were trapped by smoke bombs and poison gas bombs.

The remaining Japanese soldiers ran away before the poison gas bombs spread.

As for the Imperial Army, they were still leading the way.

By now he had already circled around and ran behind the Japanese.

He ran down the mountain along the same path he came from.

Shinji Sato was also smoked by the poison gas bomb for a while, but as the commander, everyone worked together to rescue him.

Shinji Sato's eyes and throat were injured.

At this time, he was carried by his subordinates, his eyes were red, swollen and sticky.

The speech is hoarse and unpleasant.

"Form up, form up, the enemy's artillery fire has stopped, they must have run out of poison gas bombs, form up, then charge forward in one go and defeat the enemy."

Shinji Sato was very scared at this time.

He knew that the imperial army would suffer heavy losses this time.

There is a high probability that my brigade will be destroyed.

As the brigade commander, I must bear the primary responsibility.

If things go wrong, he might even have to commit suicide by cutting his stomach.

The thought of this made him scared.

So at this moment, he wanted to capture some Eighth Route Army soldiers and use them as military merits.

It's a bit like making amends.

But the Japanese soldiers at this time didn't listen to him at all.

The number of troops that went up the mountain was only about 2500 people.

More than 3000 people were stationed at various intersections at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the surviving Japanese soldiers all wanted to get down the mountain as soon as possible.

As for the injured comrades on the mountain, they couldn't take care of them for the time being.

"Your Excellency, your eyes need treatment as soon as possible.

Otherwise, you will be at risk of blindness. For your health, I have no choice but to do this.

Besides, there are not many imperial troops with combat capability now.

Most of the imperial troops who escaped were also injured."

Sato Shinji is now a blind man and he can't see what is going on.

So when I heard my subordinates say this, I could only agree.

Thinking that his squadron was annihilated by the Eighth Route Army in a head-on confrontation.

Now he may not even have a battalion under his command.

And everyone was in panic and wanted to escape.

Neither the geographical advantage nor the human support was on his side, so it was simply a pipe dream for him to win.

There was no need for He Daqing to finish off the Japanese soldiers shrouded in smoke for the time being.

He led his troops and began to chase the fleeing Japanese devils.

With a 20% speed bonus and a 15% hit bonus, the Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the ground one after another.

Momonogi's heart was about to jump out of his chest at this moment.

Running all the way made his mind work in overload.

Moreover, the comrades who were running with him were shot and fell to the ground one after another.

This made him more and more desperate as he ran.

He even threw away his gun to speed up the process.

But unexpectedly, the Eighth Route Army continued to pursue them.

After running and running, he really couldn't run anymore.

After hearing a gunshot, he pretended to be shot and lay on the ground.

He wanted to use this to avoid being hunted down.

But no one expected that this group of Eighth Route Army had no martial ethics at all.

After catching up with him, the first thing to do is to finish him off.

I was afraid that his death was not thorough enough.

He also stabbed him twice.

Momonogi died without even leaving a last word.

"This little Japanese soldier can't even play dead. He just lay there without even a bullet hole on his body. How stupid."

Ma Qingchun also panted heavily and pointed at the little devil with contempt.

"Don't be so naive. I saw it just now. You just ran too fast."

The soldier who was chasing with Ma Qingchun looked at Momonoki lying on the ground with regret, picked up his gun and continued to chase forward.

Ma Qingchun stood where he was, took a few breaths, and then continued to chase.

If the Japanese had formed a defensive formation at this time, the casualties would definitely not have been too great.

But they were only concerned with running away, thinking that as long as they ran fast, the other party would definitely not be able to catch up.

As long as I reach the military camp at the foot of the mountain, I will survive.

These little devils have no unified leadership.

No Japanese soldier took the initiative to stay behind to block the enemy and buy time for their comrades.

Sato Shinji had already fallen behind, and it was impossible for him to order the soldiers in front to stop defending.

Moreover, at this time, Sato Shinji had already been targeted by He Daqing.

For He Daqing, the things exploded by a high-ranking Japanese official are better than those exploded by hundreds of ordinary Japanese soldiers.

Nowadays, ordinary Japanese soldiers no longer have any useful skills.

"boom"

He Daqing aimed at the opponent and fired a shot from 400 meters away.

Shinji Sato was carried on his back, which acted as a bulletproof vest.

He accurately caught He Daqing's bullet.

"Ouch, I, I seem to have been shot."

Shinji Sato felt an itch on his shoulder, followed by a sharp pain.

"Major General, we can't stop. Please be patient. They have already caught up with us. When we return to the camp, we will find a doctor for you as soon as possible."

Shinji Sato could only grit his teeth and hold on.

The soldiers carrying him were now sweating profusely and their legs were weak.

"boom"

This time, He Daqing fired another shot when he was 250 meters away from the opponent.

This time Sato was shot in the butt.

But he just uttered an audible "oh" and said to the soldier who was carrying him.

"Run faster, run faster."

The soldier carrying him was considered tall and strong among the Japanese.

But after running several hundred meters on the mountain with him on my back, I could no longer hold on.

At this time, he was caught by Sato Shinji and fell directly to the ground.

"Ouch, be careful, it hurts so much. Help me up quickly."

After the soldier fell, he saw the Eighth Route Army troops chasing him.

At the same time, they also saw the chief of staff who had been following them being shot dead.

He glanced at Sato.

Then without saying a word, he ran away.