allonlinenovel Chapter 477: Use Artillery Fire First
Chapter 477: Use Artillery Fire First
Therefore, Zhang Ling formulated the following battle plan: first use artillery fire to destroy the laboratory's external defense facilities, then send a commando team to sneak into the laboratory to destroy the biological weapons, and finally launch an entire army assault to completely eliminate the remaining enemies.
At midnight the battle began.
The mortars of the 772nd Regiment opened fire first, and the shells whizzed into the "731" laboratory, with a deafening explosion.
The laboratory's external defenses were quickly destroyed, and the commandos took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the laboratory.
However, just as the commandos were about to complete their mission, an accident occurred...
Deep in the laboratory, there was a shrill scream, and then a puff of green smoke came out of the laboratory's vents...
Deep inside the laboratory, the screams were like the howling of a ghost, making people's hair stand on end. The green smoke became thicker and thicker, spreading rapidly with a pungent stench.
"Oh no! It's a poison gas bomb!" Zhang Ling's face changed drastically, and he immediately realized that the situation was not good. He pulled off his leggings, covered his mouth and nose, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, retreat immediately!"
However, it's too late.
The green smoke spread rapidly, covering the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment, as well as the guerrillas and local armed forces who came to support them.
The soldiers were caught off guard and inhaled a large amount of poison gas. They immediately felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing. They fell to the ground one by one, struggling in pain.
"Cough cough cough..." Zhang Ling also inhaled some poisonous gas and felt his lungs were burning. The violent coughing made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He endured the discomfort, struggled to get up, and wanted to lead the remaining soldiers to break out.
However, there was green smoke everywhere around, visibility was extremely low, and it was impossible to tell the direction.
"Captain, what should we do?" The bearded man crawled to Zhang Ling's side with blood all over his face and asked hoarsely. His left leg was hit by a fallen rock and was broken.
Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down. "Xiao Wang! Xiao Wang!" He shouted the guard's name.
But there was no response.
Xiao Wang, I'm afraid you've already...
Zhang Ling's heart sank.
He knew that this time, they would probably be in great danger.
At this moment, a faint voice came from not far away: "Captain... Captain... I... I'm here..."
Zhang Ling looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young soldier crawling towards him with difficulty.
It’s a member of the commando team, Xiao Li!
"Xiao Li! How are you?" Zhang Ling quickly crawled over and supported Xiao Li.
"Captain...Commander...I...I have completed the mission...The biological weapons...have been...destroyed by me..." Xiao Li said intermittently, with a faint smile on his face.
"Good...good job!" Zhang Ling patted Xiao Li's shoulder vigorously, feeling a little relieved.
At least, their sacrifice was not in vain.
"Captain...Captain...I...I...can't go on any longer..." Xiao Li's voice became weaker and weaker, his eyes gradually became unfocused, and his body slowly went limp.
"Xiao Li! Xiao Li!" Zhang Ling called out loudly, but Xiao Li no longer responded.
he died.
Zhang Ling slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
He knew that he couldn't hold on any longer.
The screams around became weaker and weaker, and finally, there was only dead silence.
The green smoke gradually dissipated, revealing corpses all over the ground.
The 772nd Regiment was completely wiped out.
……
"Ah!" Zhang Ling suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
He was breathing heavily and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
This dream again!
Ever since that tragic battle, this nightmare has been haunting him and keeping him awake at night.
He looked around, familiar room, familiar furnishings.
Fortunately, it was just a dream.
He threw back the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the window and opened the curtains.
Outside the window, the sun is shining, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
This is a peaceful era.
He has been reborn.
Reborn back to 1937, the eve of the Battle of Shanghai.
This time, he will not let the tragedy happen again!
"731", this name, like a deep scar, is engraved in his heart.
He swore that he would completely destroy this devilish laboratory!
He wants to avenge his dead brothers!
He wants to make those cruel island devils pay with blood!
Taking a deep breath, a hint of cold murderous intent flashed in Zhang Ling's eyes.
He knew that this time, he would not show any mercy!
After washing up, Zhang Ling changed into a clean military uniform.
Looking at the young face in the mirror, he clenched his fists.
"731, wait! Here I come!"
He pushed open the door and strode out.
A new battle is about to begin!
……
Zhang Ling is now the commander of the 772nd Regiment, stationed in the suburbs of Shanghai.
The 772nd Regiment is a well-equipped, well-trained unit with strong combat effectiveness.
However, their situation is not optimistic.
The Battle of Shanghai was about to break out, and the Japanese army far outnumbered them.
Moreover, the mission of the 772nd Regiment was to guard the flanks of Shanghai to prevent the Japanese army from outflanking it.
This is a very important mission, but also fraught with danger.
Zhang Ling knew that he had to improve the combat effectiveness of the 772nd Regiment as soon as possible in order to survive the next battle and complete the mission.
He came to the training ground and frowned slightly when he saw the soldiers in training.
Although the soldiers trained very hard, their tactical qualities were poor and they lacked practical experience.
If they continue like this, they will pay a heavy price once they encounter a real battle.
"It seems like I have to teach them a good lesson!" Zhang Ling said to himself.
He walked up to a soldier who was practicing assassination and said sternly: "You are too slow! On the battlefield, such a speed will only get you killed!"
The soldier was startled by Zhang Ling's tone and quickly quickened his movements.
"It's still too slow!" Zhang Ling snatched the rifle from the soldier and said, "Watch out!"
He assumed a standard stabbing stance and then thrust forward.
"Shh!"
The tip of the gun pierced the scarecrow in front of him like lightning.
"See? This is a real assassination!" Zhang Ling threw the rifle back to the soldier and said, "Practice again!"
The soldier took the rifle and started practicing again according to Zhang Ling's previous movements.
Zhang Ling walked up to the other soldiers and instructed them on their training one by one.
His tone was stern and he pointed out the mistakes in the soldiers' movements without mercy.
Although the soldiers were a little scared, they all knew that Zhang Ling was doing it for their own good.
Under Zhang Ling's strict requirements, the soldiers' enthusiasm for training was high and they made rapid progress.
Zhang Ling looked at the soldiers' performance and nodded with satisfaction.
He knew that the 772nd Regiment was gradually becoming a truly elite division!
At this time, a signalman ran over, saluted Zhang Ling, and said, "Report to the regiment commander! There's a call from the division headquarters!"
"Read!" Zhang Ling said.
"Yes!" The signalman opened the telegram and read aloud: "772 Regiment will immediately go to the xxx area to block the Japanese vanguard! We must hold our position and not make any mistakes!"
Zhang Ling's expression suddenly became serious.
He knew that the real test had finally come!
……
In the evening, the 772nd Regiment arrived at the xxx area.
This is a hilly area with complex terrain, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
Zhang Ling immediately ordered the soldiers to build fortifications and prepare to fight the Japanese army.
As night fell, everything was quiet.
The soldiers hid in the trenches, nervously waiting for the arrival of the Japanese army.
Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound of artillery fire in the distance.
"The Japs are coming!" a soldier exclaimed.
Zhang Ling raised the telescope and looked in the direction where the artillery sound came from.
In the distance, they saw a large group of dark figures rushing towards their position.
"Get ready for battle!" Zhang Ling put down the telescope and shouted loudly.
The soldiers raised their weapons and aimed forward.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Japanese artillery shells began to fall on the positions of the 772nd Regiment, and the explosions were deafening.
"Da da da……"
The roar of machine guns also sounded.
The battle has officially begun!
Zhang Ling picked up a Czech light machine gun and fired wildly at the Japanese troops rushing towards him.
"Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu..."
Bullets rained down on the Japanese army.
One after another Japanese soldier fell in a pool of blood.
However, the Japanese troops were too numerous.
They rushed up like a tide, wave after wave.
Although the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment fought bravely, their manpower was limited after all.
Gradually, gaps began to appear in their positions.
"Captain! There are too many Japanese devils! We can't hold on any longer!" The bearded man ran to Zhang Ling with blood all over his face and shouted loudly.
Zhang Ling clenched his teeth, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
"Even if I die, I will take a few Japanese soldiers with me!" He roared, picked up the light machine gun, and fired wildly at the Japanese army again.
Suddenly, a bullet hit his left arm.
"Ah!" Zhang Ling screamed and the light machine gun in his hand fell to the ground.
"Captain!" The bearded man quickly supported Zhang Ling.
"Don't worry about me! Keep fighting!" Zhang Ling shouted loudly, enduring the severe pain.
At this moment, a Japanese officer in black uniform rushed in from the gap with several soldiers...
Green smoke quickly spread, choking people and making them cough. Zhang Ling thought it was not good and immediately ordered a retreat.
"Cough cough cough...Captain, what is this?" asked the bearded man while coughing violently.
"Who knows! It's probably the Japs' poison gas bomb!" Zhang Ling covered his nose, his face ashen.
After the order to retreat was issued, the soldiers began to evacuate in an orderly manner. However, the green smoke spread very quickly, and some soldiers who ran slowly soon fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.
"Damn it! The Japanese are so cruel!" Zhang Ling watched his brothers fall down, feeling grief and indignation.
At this moment, a soldier covered in blood stumbled over and said, "Captain! It's bad! The lab... the lab is full... full..."
"What's it all? Just tell me!" Zhang Ling grabbed the soldier by the collar and asked anxiously.
"They are all...all monsters!" After the soldier said this, he fell to the ground and died.
"Monster?" Zhang Ling was shocked and an ominous premonition came to his mind.
At this moment, the door of the laboratory suddenly opened, and a group of figures in white lab coats walked out. These figures were hunched, slow in movement, with a strange gray-green skin, and faces covered with pustules and ulcers, looking like evil spirits crawling out of hell.