The rear of the Eighth Route Army.
The monk ran to Zhou Weiguo with runny nose and tears, and knelt down on his knees with a bang.
"Bald man, what are you..."
"political commissar!"
"Commander...it's all my fault. I saw the commander just now..."
The monk told everyone what he had just seen.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was so frightened that they were all sweating.
"You said that the commander broke into the poisonous mist..."
"Damn it, why are there so many gunshots coming from over there!"
Cheng Jingzi beat his chest and stamped his feet.
He also said why he hadn't seen Lin Zhong's shadow after searching for so long. It turned out that he had broken into the poisonous mist...
For a moment, all the cadres present were ashen-faced. Lin Zhong was their backbone, but now...
"no!"
"I'm going to find the commander!"
"I am coming too!
"I am coming too!"
Many people present raised their hands, but Zhou Weiguo slammed the table, "No!"
"Commander, he is not a fool. He certainly has a reason for doing what he does!"
"You can't die like this!"
"Let's go, let's go to the outside of the poisonous fog and take a look!"
"If there are still gunshots, it means the commander is still alive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone agreed.
Several brigade commanders, division commanders and some regiment commanders all followed, including Xiao Tian and Xiao Shang.
Xiao Shang's eyes were filled with glittering and translucent eyes, and his little face drooped.
"Sister Oda, you said the commander..."
Tian Yu said with a stern face, "He will be fine!"
"Definitely not, definitely not! No!!"
These words seemed to be the comfort she gave herself.
When they arrived in front of the mist, everyone stopped.
"Listen!"
"It's gunfire! It's the commander, it must be!"
Duan Peng's ears were much better than ordinary people's. He immediately heard the sound from the west, which was about a few hundred meters away.
Zhou Weiguo frowned and heard the noise as well. Now he wanted to rush in and pull Lin Zhong back, but he estimated that he would collapse in the poisonous mist within a hundred meters at most.
He was very curious about how Lin Zhong broke in...
Xiao Shang stared at the direction where the gunfire erupted and clenched his fist.
"I'm going to find you Lin Zhong."
At this time, Lin Zhong had become a bloody man in the green mist. With two guns in hand, he fought back waves of Japanese.
"Everyone, die!"
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host! 】
[The progress value has reached 100%! 】
【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining soluble antidote*1+short-range large poison gas bomb*1! 】
Lin Zhong, who heard the system prompts, raised the corners of his mouth slightly at the moment he fell.
If poisonous gas invades, ordinary people will die!
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, Famous Sword Siming, the trigger was successful! 】
The sound of the famous sword breaking echoed in Lin Zhong's mind, retaining the last trace of blood for him.
But when I turned around and looked around, it seemed that I no longer had the strength to walk back.
Lin Zhong, who was lying on the ground, crawled back step by step, "It's only a few hundred meters away. The little devil should be able to catch up in a while..."
"Grandma, you made a wrong calculation."
"It's broken, I'm a little...sleepy..."
Lin Zhong's consciousness became increasingly blurry as he crawled back. The moment he finally closed his eyes, he vaguely saw a red figure...
...
At the outermost perimeter, everyone was panicking the moment the gunfire stopped.
"Bad commander, the shooting has stopped!"
"It must be the commander, no! We have to go in and save the commander!"
"Monk, Duan Peng, follow me!"
Zhou Weiguo waved, and the two of them stepped forward, and the next second they got into the poisonous mist.
With their mouths and noses covered, Zhou Weiguo estimated that the three of them could stay awake for no more than twenty breaths in this poisonous fog.
After more than ten breaths, the three of them walked a certain distance, but looking at the endless fog in front of them, the three of them couldn't help but panic.
The three of them didn't dare to say a word or take a breath, for fear of accelerating the poisonous gas entering their bodies.
More and more, I started to lose consciousness...
"Nima, this poisonous gas is a bit strong..."
Suddenly, Duan Peng's legs and feet went weak and his body swayed.
"You guys keep walking and leave me alone!"
The two of them nodded, but their consciousness was already blurred to the extreme. How long could they last?
But the next second, two figures suddenly appeared, one above and one below!
Looking carefully, it turned out to be...a small businessman!
At this time, she was walking with difficulty carrying Lin Zhong on her back, forcing herself to move forward with a sense of consciousness.
"Small businessman!!!"
"commander!"
"Political commissar, bald leader... I can't do it anymore..."
...
As Xiao Shang finished speaking, Lin Zhong fell down with his whole body!
...
In the camp behind the Japanese, Shandao looked helplessly as the poisonous mist expanded. To a certain extent, the poisonous mist was beyond their control.
We can only let the poisonous fog dissipate by itself.
The adjutant looked at this scene with a proud face.
"General, the Eighth Route Army is now almost boneless. After the poisonous fog dissipates in a few days, our army will attack the city in one fell swoop and we will surely capture the Eighth Route Army!"
After hearing this, Shandao laughed wildly.
"Hahaha!"
"That makes sense, makes sense!"
"Reorganize the three armies immediately,"
"In three days, I want the Eighth Route Army to bleed into a river of blood!!!"
"Hai!"
...
In Fengtian City, when Lin Zhong opened his eyes again, he was already in the medical tent in the city.
Looking at myself, I saw that my whole body was covered with bandages. I wonder how many surgeries Oda had just performed...
Lin Zhong woke up and alerted everyone. In less than a minute, all the cadres of the New First Division ran in.
"commander!"
"Commander, are you okay, Commander!"
"commander!"
...
Lin Zhong's lips were still a little white, and his complexion turned purple.
Xiaotian's eyes were red and he said nothing. He knew that this was a sign of poisonous gas attacking his heart. He estimated that Lin Zhong might not survive until the sun sets today.
Lin Zhong grinned, "Since I'm alive, I'm the little devil who deserves to die."
As he spoke, he took out a green potion from his pocket.
"Xiaotian, immediately dissolve the medicine in the water tank and distribute it to the infected brothers!"
"quick!"
Xiaotian took the green potion and was a little stunned, "Is this...the antidote?"
Lin Zhong nodded, "Yes, I brought this back from inside."
After speaking, Lin Zhong hurriedly ran out. He was going to the rocket launch pad to launch the virus warhead into the center of the enemy!
Tooth for tooth, poison for poison!
I will return the poison to you Kwantung Army ten times and a hundred times!
