When you choose to do whatever it takes to win, then you have to be prepared to pay the price for doing so.
Under the sky filled with dark clouds, not far away, Masao Takashima looked at the movements on the hillside with binoculars.
As he watched, his face twitched.
Because the sky was too gloomy, he couldn't see clearly how many people were in the woods, but he could roughly see their movements.
In his heart, Takashima Masao laughed at the other party's useless behavior.
So what if you know the characteristics of poison gas bombs? No matter how fast you run, can you still outrun the cannonballs?
A group of rats that only know how to hide in hiding, when faced with their own poisonous gas, all they can do is obey.
Looking at the mysterious heavy machine gun team in front of them that was feared by Colonel Yelin and the others, they were so easily forced into a desperate situation by themselves.
Takashima Masao felt infinitely happy.
This is the power of poisonous gas!
It's really intoxicating.
He seemed to have seen what happened next, when the members of the machine gun team were forced to emerge from the sheltering forest and had to take the initiative to fight the imperial army in an open area.
Just like he did in previous battles.
Deep down in his heart, Takashima Masao hoped that the other party would try to break through the areas shrouded in poisonous gas.
Samples of poisonous gas damage under actual combat conditions in the field have always been a hot commodity among their Kamo troops.
Every such corpse must be carefully preserved and then sent to them for careful dissection.
If it's a living thing, that would be even better.
Takashima Masao's eyes revealed inhuman cruelty.
People are fickle.
Lu Feng didn't know where he heard this sentence.
But he agrees with it.
When he was in Weizigou before, Lu Feng hated the howling north wind so much that he almost froze into a popsicle.
But now, Lu Feng really likes this strong wind.
Because the wind was strong enough, the poisonous smoke from the gas bombs fired by the Japanese was blown into a straight line almost like a wall.
As long as you find the direction of the wind, you can avoid the smoke walls built by poisonous gas on the mountain.
As a result, Lu Feng did not receive damage from the gas bomb in the first place.
But the problem is that poison gas bombs are not bombs. They are not finished when they explode. They are a continuous process of dispersion.
Takashima Masao's several gas bombs formed a blockade, blocking Lu Feng's originally planned retreat route.
Lu Feng did not dare to use his body without gas protection to do that kind of action of rushing into the poisonous gas encirclement.
Therefore, he could only move forward blindly in the direction of the upwind.
And in the direction of the upwind, they are all Japanese.
The Japanese infantry line and the gas blockade formed an angle, trapping Lu Feng in the middle.
Now, Lu Feng's left side was surrounded by a large group of Japanese soldiers, and his right side was a mountain forest filled with poisonous gas.
It looked like he was in a desperate situation.
But Lu Feng was still running towards the northwest. He wanted to gain the upper hand so that the Japanese's gas bombs could be used as a deterrent.
As for the Japanese infantry line on the other side, in this case, Lu Feng could only choose to resist forcefully.
Such an obvious route of action naturally attracted the attention of the Japanese. Along the way, bullets from various rifles and machine guns were firing towards them.
It was crackling, so lively.
However, the search formation means that their team is very loose.
In this kind of mountain forest, it would be difficult for the Japs to concentrate their firepower on a moving target like themselves, and the killing effect would be extremely limited.
In one breath, Lu Feng ran out of the hillside, appeared northwest of Takashima Masao, and plunged into the Japanese lines.
To be honest, since the last battle on the Yayoi that could be called spiritual pollution, Lu Feng began to subconsciously avoid close combat.
We are all civilized people. How ugly would it be if blood splattered all over us when we move our hands and feet?
Isn't there something that can't be solved with a machine gun?
Safe, fast, efficient and painless.
But now that it has reached this point, Lu Feng will naturally not be polite to the little devils.
Since you won't let me retreat, I'll come in.
With someone to rely on, Lu Feng was naturally not very courageous. The machine gun position he selected was less than a hundred meters away from the mountain road.
Mainly because I was afraid that I would be too far away to hit.
This means that the distance between him and Takashima Masao is also very close.
Even though he had traveled such a distance to occupy the upper wind position, he was only about two hundred meters away from Takashima Masao's position.
Out of fear of gas bombs, there were not many Japanese blocking the way from Lu Feng to Takashima Masao's position.
Pulling out his two guns, he knocked down the seven or eight Japanese in front of him one after another. After taking more than a dozen bullets, Lu Feng rushed towards Takashima Masao and the others.
From discovering that the opponent was using poison gas bombs to making a plan of action, Lu Feng only had a few thoughts.
He knew that it would be difficult for him to escape if he was stopped like this by the Japanese.
In this case, it is better to give it a try.
What's more, there is still capital here that can make a comeback.
Poison gas bombs are more terrifying than artillery shells, and their lethality is astonishing.
The most important thing is that it doesn't recognize people.
On the battlefield, looking at the figure rushing out of the woods, Takashima Masao was a little confused.
Why is there only one person?
Could it be that the others were wiped out by the gas bombs immediately?
Thinking that the test bomb he brought this time was a cyanate bomb, Takashima Masao felt that this guess seemed to be correct.
After all, in previous in vivo experiments, the target was exposed to cyanic acid gas for only two seconds before completely losing consciousness.
Takashima Masao's face kept twitching at the thought of having many more test subjects that could be dissected.
Then, he froze.
Because he discovered that the figure who rushed out wearing a Japanese cavalry cape and a 90-type steel helmet was running straight towards them.
Along the way, the rain of bullets could not stop the opponent's footsteps. Instead, the Imperial Japanese Army around him fell one after another.
"one two three four"
Takashima Masao, whose face was full of shock, even subconsciously counted how many times the gun in the opponent's hand was fired.
".forty."
When the count reached forty, this guy with his face covered and beyond the comprehension of ordinary people stood in front of Takashima Masao.
Under the round steel helmet is a face covered with a turban.
"white night?"
Unexpectedly, Takashima Masao speaks Chinese very well.
In fact, he didn't know Chinese originally. He only learned it after he was transferred to the Kamo army, and he became very proficient in it.
Because in his opinion, the incomprehensible wailing sound is no different from the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs.
It cannot bring him joy.
Lu Feng did not answer, but pointed the gun in his hand at the opponent.
At this time, he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with the villain for a long time like the protagonist in the movie and TV series.
Takashima Masao's face was unusually calm. It was unclear whether it was because he was calm enough or because his facial nerves were damaged, preventing him from making corresponding expressions.
He just said:
"There are no bullets in your gun."
"whispering sound"
There was a bullet hole in Takashima Masao's forehead.
"It's not like I only have two guns."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp-eyed Lu Feng saw the smoking grenade in the opponent's pocket.
Immediately, he reached out and took out the grenade and threw it away.
Thanks to the long fuse of the Japs grenade, the grenade didn't explode until Lu Feng threw it far away.
Looking at the boxes of poison gas bombs on the ground, Lu Feng instantly understood that this guy wanted to delay time and die with him.
Too lazy to pay attention to the dead man, Lu Feng grabbed the grenade on the ground, stuffed a gas bomb into it, and then put it in the equipment slot.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't know how to use a grenade, as long as he has it equipped.
As for whether the shot is accurate or not?
A few hundred meters around Lu Feng are all Japs. Do you need to aim?
All he has to do is not to hit the gas bomb upwind of him.
"Bang"
Once the shot was fired, Lu Feng continued to reload.
Then the second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot
As each poison gas bomb landed, the surrounding area began to be covered with a layer of smoke.
As Takashima Masao said, the poisonous gas bomb this time had amazing lethality. As soon as it landed, the surrounding Japanese soldiers fell down in pieces.
The gunshots that the Japanese had originally concentrated on became more and more sparse, and more of them were running away frantically.
He wanted to stay away from this poisonous hell.
In just a few dozen seconds, Lu Feng had killed several times as many enemies as before.
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