Chapter 97 Tears Gas

Artillery preparation, attack, abandoned more than a dozen corpses and retreated, then prepared for artillery preparation, attacked again... It repeated again and again! The tactics were monotonous and rigid, and the soldiers' fighting will became worse and worse. Later, they almost heard the sound of the volunteers' gunshots and turned around and ran away. For a whole day, the US military attacked in such an inconspicuous way.

The reverse slope basically lost its effect on the US military's artillery fire, and they could not draw out the plane to support it. The US military, which lost its artillery fire and aircraft advantages, was like tigers without teeth and claws, and could no longer show off their might. Every attack they attacked was almost caught up by officials, but just after rushing up, they often ran back with a coaxing sound because of one or two US troops being shot dead.

No wonder all the veterans of the volunteer army who returned to China were very dissatisfied with the fighting will of the US military. They called the Americans "young master soldiers" and said that the American soldiers could not fight. They retreated as soon as they saw bloodshed, and when they saw someone lying down in front, they did not rush up.

This makes the battle simple and monotonous. Just as Zhao Yongxin said, it turns out that the American devils congratulate us on Xinxilai in this way!

I can't imagine that the unit in front of me is what MacArthur said, "If the Chinese army dares to participate in the war, I will organize a massacre!" I think when he said this, he only saw the planes and cannons they owned, but he did not realize that his soldiers were no longer as brave as they did when they fought the bloody battle with the Japanese in the Pacific.

Of course, if I hadn't used my experience in the reverse slope in advance on the formation, the US military's tactics would have been very effective. Because the volunteer soldiers were not good at fighting positional wars, in history, it was the position where I was. Countless volunteer soldiers were killed and injured under the bombardment of US artillery fire. Even the 30th Army, known as the Long Live Army, complained: "Do you still have the 38th Army? You have never fought like this before!"

Looking at the moon slowly rising in the sky, my tight nerve also relaxed.

It's the second day now, and tomorrow is the time to retreat. But I was not excited at all, because I knew the road ahead was still very long, so I retreated and I had to go to the battlefield again in a few days... The large army was almost here, and the fourth battle of the Volunteer Army had just begun.

I don’t want to fight, and the Americans don’t want to fight. The night just happened to provide me with an excuse for not fighting. But in fact, I knew in my heart that this was the time for the Volunteers to attack and cause some trouble for the US military to make them sleep poorly. Because at night, it is the world of the Volunteers.

It seemed to be an answer to me. Rows of volunteer soldiers suddenly emerged from the foot of the gray mountain behind me and ran towards the front line. When they passed by us, they all greeted us with a smile:

"Comrade, thank you for your hard work!"

"Comrade, happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

...

"Where are you going?" Hu Zi couldn't help but stand up and asked.

"Fight the Americans!" A volunteer soldier raised the rifle in his hand at Hu Zi.

"Then why don't you call us?" Hu Zi jogged with the volunteer army for a while, and hurriedly handed over a cigarette.

"We are from the 38th Army!" The soldier took the cigarette and replied, "You have fought enough during the day. Now at night, we should give us some points!"

"Huzi..." Seeing that Huzi was going to follow along, I couldn't help calling him back.

"What's wrong with you?" I said with a slight slight blame. "Comrades are going on a mission, why are you following?"

"Battery Commander!" Hu Zi said anxiously: "Battery Commander, "Battery Commander, we are not as good as others? If you want to beat the Americans, don't call us. Are you looking down on us or what?"

"Nonsense!" The instructor heard what Hu Zi said nearby and couldn't help but walk up and scolded: "I said to Comrade Hu Zi, you spoke at the meeting yesterday, saying that you can't just fight against the enemy and use your brain. I thought you have made great progress, so why is it still the same kind of virtue?"

“Instructor…”

"This is not the general attacker!" The instructor interrupted Hu Zi and continued: "They are going to beat the Americans and let them sleep well, so that they will all become weak tomorrow. Why are you calling us? Besides, who will defend the position if we go up?"

"Uh? That's it..." Hu Zi touched his head and said embarrassedly: "That's good, that's good! I, I'm afraid that people will be looked down upon!"

"I said Comrade Huzi..."

"Comrades!" Just as the instructor was serious about doing ideological work for Hu Zi, two volunteer soldiers ran up with a basket.

"Come on...comrades! It's the Chinese New Year, everyone has the candy I give you! As the two soldiers said, they took out the candy from the basket and distributed it.

"Hey! There's candy hair..." The soldiers were happy as soon as they heard this, and they lined up to take the lead. I followed and got one. It looked like an ordinary fudge, wrapped in a red plastic paper, with four words made in Chinese written in traditional Chinese.

If I were in modern times, I wouldn’t have liked such a small candy, it was all for children to eat. But now... I have been mixing fried noodles with snow for several months, and I haven’t tasted sweet for a long time. So I opened the packaging and slowly put the fudge into my mouth. The sweetness that I hadn’t missed for a long time was so sweet that I felt itchy in my heart…

Look at my comrades, they all looked at the candy on the left and right but couldn't bear it. If they really couldn't stand it, they took it apart and licked it, and then carefully wrapped it in their pockets.

"Comrades!" After the two volunteers distributed the candy, they clenched their fists happily and said, "Tell everyone that good news, our Air Force comrades have won a great victory! The enemy's plane has been shot down!"

"Really? We have planes, too?"

"And the American plane was still shot down?"

...

When the soldiers heard this, they were overjoyed and could not believe the fact.

"Really! Two to zero, take two American planes!"

"Okay! Just beat him up!" The volunteer soldiers were usually fed up with the enemy planes. At this time, they heard that we also had planes and also shot two enemy planes. They all waved their fists excitedly applauded.

MiG finally took action, and I couldn't help but feel secretly glad that after MiG was disturbed, the US military's plane had no time to take care of our battlefield.

The Soviet MiG-15 is one of the most advanced aircraft in the world today. Only the American F-86 can match it with it. From then on, North Korea's sky is no longer entirely dominated by the US military. However, the number of aircraft sold to us by the Soviet Union is limited, and pilots cannot be trained in a short while, so the air force of the volunteers still cannot compete with the US military.

Just as I was thinking, there were suddenly bursts of fierce gunfire and shouts of killing in the darkness ahead. It was the comrades of the 38th Army who had fought with the Americans. The soldiers all waved their fists excitedly and cheered, and some even climbed to the top of the mountain to see it.

And I was carrying a gun and dragging my tired body into the tunnel. I needed to rest and maintain my energy to better deal with the US military's attack tomorrow.

The next day, we waited on the fortification for the whole morning but didn't see any movement from the US military. The soldiers smiled and asked if they were beaten too hard by the 38th Army last night and could not get up today.

As the sun was about to get up, we were retreating, but at this moment, the sentries on the edge of the line raised the banner to us and told us that the US military had attacked again.

"Oh! These Americans are reluctant to leave, and they are here to send us bullets!" Hu Zi's words made the soldiers laugh. They were not as nervous as the atmosphere two days ago. I also didn't care about the US military's attack. Without the assistance of the plane, losing the advantage of cannons, it is not difficult to repel these Americans' attack.

But something unexpected happened soon.

As soon as the soldiers were ready in the bunker, a sound of mortar firing came from the opposite side. We didn't care about it when they heard it. The enemy's direct-firing cannons could not hit the back slope, and they had used mortars to assist in these days. However, because they could not see the target at all, they just fought blindly, and the soldiers were fine at hiding in the bunker. On the contrary, the mortars of the Volunteer Army can also play a role, because our gunners can choose a few relatively gentle places on the front slope as the target, and adjust the numbers in advance. When the US military passes the target, the sentry will fire the gunner as soon as the flag waves.

I think the US gunners must be wondering why the Chinese military gunners can see the target on the other side of the mountain and blow the shells accurately on their heads. Unfortunately, the Volunteer Army has not many shells and they have been killed before two battles, otherwise they can fight against those US gunners now.

When the sound of US mortars sounded, I habitually lay down and lowered my head to the cover. However, after a while, I didn't hear an explosion. I couldn't help but look around the position. I was shocked to find that white smoke had already emerged from the position, some of which were still terrifying colorful smoke. In an instant, there was a pungent smell of smoke and spicy smell everywhere.

"Poison gas bomb!" Someone shouted, and the soldiers panicked in an instant, because many of them had fought against Japan, had heard of it more or less, had seen or even experienced the poison gas war, and they all knew that the poison gas was much more powerful than aircraft, tanks, and cannons.

I couldn't help but feel a stern. After greeting the American mother in my heart, I whispered: "Fast into the tunnel, and immediately block all the tunnel entrances after entering the tunnel."

After saying that, he ran to the nearest tunnel entrance without looking back.

As soon as the soldiers retreated into the tunnel, they tacitly sealed all the tunnel entrances and ventilation holes at the fastest speed. In an instant, the tunnel fell into darkness again. There was silence around, with no cannons or gunshots, only a few slight sobs. I don’t know which volunteer soldier was injured by poison gas or what?

"Battery Commander! Battalion Commander Cui!"

"Here!" I heard that it was Zhao Yongxin's voice in the darkness, and responded.

"Battery Commander!" Zhao Yongxin asked in a low voice: "What should we do now? We all hide in this tunnel, not knowing when we can go out, nor knowing when the enemy will come up! If this continues, will it be blocked in the tunnel?"

"Um!" I was stunned when I heard this. This was a question. No one knew when the poisonous gas outside would be dissipated, and we could not open the entrance of the tunnel and look out. If the poisonous gas was poured into the tunnel...

At this time, the sob came faintly again, and Zhao Yongxin couldn't help but curse: "I said why are you crying? You're like a sissy, isn't you embarrassed?"

"I, I don't know..." The soldier in the dark said aggrievedly while crying: "I don't know why this is, tears, snot, and saliva flows..."

"It turned out to be tear gas!" I couldn't help but feel relieved when I heard this. Even if the Americans didn't talk about humanitarianism, they would not dare to openly use poison gas bombs that violated the Geneva Convention on the battlefield where there were many other countries. They later used it, and secretly stuffed the poison gas bombs to the puppet army and used it with their hands.

This time we are facing the US military, so the outside is definitely not poison gas bombs. But some smoke bombs and tear gas bombs. Their purpose is to use these things to make us unable to see the target clearly, or to lose our combat capabilities in a short period of time, so that they can occupy the ground positions and seal us in the tunnel.

These US troops are not stupid, and they will find this method. If I had expected it was not bad, I would probably have many US troops wearing gas masks to look for tunnel entrances on the ground positions.

But what can we do?

Do you rush out? Tears and smoke are everywhere outside. When we rush out, we will still lose the ability to fight, or we will still become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Don't rush out? Before the smoke has dissipated, it may be difficult for the US military to find the tunnel entrance, but after the smoke has dissipated, the tunnel entrances with sandbags are not the lice on the bald head, which is obvious.

"Notify all cadres to the battalion headquarters as quickly as possible!" I said a word and followed the tunnel to the battalion headquarters.

"Battery Commander, Battalion Commander Xu!" The battalion headquarters was not difficult to find. It was just following the tunnel to the turn. Maybe it was because it was afraid that the air in the tunnel was not enough and I dared to light the lights, so it was pitch black all around and there was no one to see.

"Here!" Battalion Commander Xu responded in the darkness.

“Are the instructor here too?”

"Here! We're all okay!" the instructor responded.

"Battery Commander, instructor!" I saluted habitually in the darkness, and then repeated my analysis to them. Battalion Commander Xu and instructor couldn't help but gasp after hearing this.

"What Captain Cui said makes sense!" The instructor gritted his teeth and said, "I was still wondering just now. If the US military uses poison gas bombs, the poison gas will not be dissipated for a while, and the US military will not be able to pass through our formation. When the poison gas dissipates, I am afraid that it will be until night, and they will still not be able to occupy our position. After hearing what you said, I understand."

The instructor must have fought a gas war with Japan, and this is just about the point.

"Mom!" Xu Feng cursed: "It's death if you go out, and it's death if you don't go out. Let's just go out and fight them. I want to see how powerful the tear gas is. I don't believe it can make me cry!"

"Don't impulse Battalion Commander Xu." The instructor hurriedly advised: "This battle is about fighting, but you can't do it recklessly. You need to have a feasible plan..."

At this time, a soldier climbed down from my head and almost hit me, reminding me of the tunnel leading to the top of the mountain. Seeing this, I couldn't help but think about it, and did not explain more to the battalion commander and instructor. I quickly called more than a dozen soldiers to gather in the tunnel on the top of the mountain, and climbed up the tunnel.

After a while, the soldiers also came up, and followed by the battalion commander and instructor. Although the tunnel above was relatively narrow, in order to facilitate the garrison, a relatively spacious space was dug at the intersection of several exits, so it did not seem crowded.

"Comrades!" Seeing that everyone had arrived almost, I ordered in a low voice: "There may be enemies outside, but because of the smoke, they will find it difficult to find you. The difficulty is the tear gas outside. Although it is not poisonous gas, it will make you very uncomfortable. You can cover your mouth and nose with a towel. What you need to do is to go out and bury several tunnel entrances on the top of the mountain. Can you do it?"

"Can do it!" the soldiers replied in a low voice.

"Very good!" I then ordered: "There are five exits on the top of the mountain. You can go out from one of the middle exits and seal the other four exits from the outside as fast as possible. You must not get lost when you come back!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded and immediately touched the exit one by one. The two soldiers in the lead pulled the sandbag down. When their eyes lit up, a pungent thick smoke quickly poured in, which made the soldiers snot and tears flowed. But they did not stop. They opened the sandbags in a few seconds, and then rushed into the thick smoke without hesitation.

Seeing the thick smoke pouring in, I quickly pulled off the towel to cover my mouth and nose. I wanted to close my eyes, but wanted to see what was happening outside, so I had to endure the burning pain from my eyes and poke my head out to look out.

I felt a lot of relief after looking at this. The visibility outside was very poor, and the whole sky was covered with smoke. If some American soldiers walked inside wearing gas masks, they might not be able to find the enemy right in front of them.

As I was talking, I suddenly heard a "bang" sound, as if something had fallen from above. I touched forward a person's leg. It turned out that a US military stepped on the air and fell from above. I quickly touched it along my legs and sat on his back, then pressed his head tightly to the ground.

The US military was immediately breathless when I was pressed by this gas mask. His hands and feet were kicking around, and slowly turned into convulsions. The last time he relaxed, he stopped moving again.
Chapter completed!