Chapter 176: Republic of China: Starting from the First Class of Whampoa Chapter 176 Evil Ghost in the Smoke

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

Although the offensive momentum was blocked, the Youth Army soldiers displayed extremely high training quality and discipline.

Lv Muzhi's Youth Army grassroots officers, especially the platoon leaders, mostly graduated from the Southwest Military Academy, and in their usual study and training, gas defense operations were a required subject.

Therefore, after discovering the anomaly, these grassroots officers quickly understood that this was the Japanese playing tricks.

Under the leadership of the squad and platoon leaders below, the soldiers, according to usual training requirements, took off their gas masks from their waists one after another and quickly put them on their faces.

Amidst the noisy shouts, the soldiers quickly and orderly stopped their steps, taking cover behind street barricades, shell craters, and building ruins, while swiftly taking out gas masks from the metal canisters behind their waists and skillfully putting them on their heads.

Within just two or three minutes, the originally fierce offensive wave temporarily stalled, replaced by groups of soldiers wearing strange gas masks, vigilantly watching ahead in the spreading poison gas mist.

In the command post, Chu Yunfei learned that the troops had been attacked by poison gas shells, and couldn't help but feel somewhat nervous.

"How is it? Did the little Japanese's poison gas shells not cause us too many casualties?" Chu Yunfei called the regimental commander ahead.

"Rest assured, Brigade Commander, our soldiers have all received gas defense training; I am talking to you while wearing a gas mask in the poison smoke, besides feeling a bit stuffy, there are no other abnormal sensations!"

After hearing the report from the frontline communicator, Chu Yunfei finally put his mind at ease; he had originally been very worried about the Japanese poison gas shells, after all, this kind of thing kills invisibly and is truly too sinister.

Fortunately, Lv Muzhi attached great importance to study and training in this regard; within the Youth Army, from soldiers up to the division commander, all had received relevant training; even common tear gas shells and small-dose low-concentration gas poison gas, everyone had smelled during training and could identify them; Chu Yunfei also remembered during training that mustard gas has a garlic smell.

"Good, continue the offensive, wipe out the Tianya Brigade completely for me!"

In the black night, an army wearing gas masks crouched on both sides of the street and in roadside ruins, holding firearms, looking exactly like a ghost army.

"Damn it, the little Japanese only know how to play dirty!" a masked company commander's muffled voice came.

The company commander raised his submachine gun and continued: "Brothers, keep your masks on, keep charging with me! Let the little Japanese know this thing can't stop us!"

The offensive continued to deploy.

"They... they're still charging?! Coming out of the poison smoke!" a Japanese soldier hiding behind sandbags widened his eyes, pointing at the pale yellow mist spreading ahead.

In the Japanese soldiers' view, Youth Army soldiers wearing German-style gas masks with huge glass lenses over their eyes were holding submachine guns and rifles, charging out of the poison mist, muzzles spitting fire.

"Eight Gua! Simply evil ghosts in the smoke! Shoot! Shoot quickly!"

A Japanese sergeant shouted, firing desperately with his Type 38 rifle in hand.

The Tianya Brigade at Huishan Wharf had a very exciting night tonight; first they were shelled by the Xia State Army's artillery, then they were fiercely attacked by Chu Yunfei Brigade's infantry, artillery, and tanks.

Finally, they had no choice but to use the poison gas shells they thought could turn the tide, but still couldn't stop the Youth Army's offensive; some desperate Japanese soldiers looked at the Youth Army soldiers wearing gas masks and thought they saw evil ghosts, not simple evil ghosts, but evil ghosts who could shoot!

Rat-tat-tat-tat!

The continuous fire of the MP28 submachine gun was especially crisp on the street; the Youth Army soldiers charging out of the poison smoke mercilessly swept any visible target.

Boom—

A 38T tank rolled over the ruins, its tracks kicking up mud contaminated with poison gas, appearing from the poison smoke mist.

The machine gunner in the turret also wore a gas mask, operating the vehicle-mounted machine gun to fiercely sweep the Japanese firepower points.

The 37mm main gun shook slightly, sending a Type 92 heavy machine gun firing wildly from the window, along with the Japanese behind it, to the heavens.

"Assault! Assault! Occupy that office building ahead!"

"Already out of the poison smoke range, take off your gas masks before assaulting!"

A masked company commander shouted while waving his arm, pointing to a four-story building at the edge of the dock area.

A reinforced company of the Youth Army immediately responded, taking off their gas masks, accompanied by two 38T tanks; the soldiers, with skilled tactical movements, covered each other as they charged toward the office building.

The MG34 machine gun team provided suppressive fire at the street corner; bullets whipped the building's windows and entrance like whips, sending brick and stone debris flying.

Several Japanese tried to rush out of the main gate to counterattack but were immediately knocked down by precise point fire.

Several hand grenades rolled into the main gate; after the explosion, the vanguard team immediately rushed in.

Inside the building, fierce exchange of fire suddenly erupted; the continuous fire of submachine guns, single shots of rifles, the dull thuds of hand grenades, and the Japanese soldiers' screams never ceased.

The battle quickly spread to the upper floors.

Youth Army soldiers in groups of three cleared floor by floor.

If they encountered a sturdy door, they directly shot the lock off or kicked it open; if they found resistance in a room, they first threw two hand grenades as a greeting, then rushed in to finish off with gunfire.

In less than twenty minutes, the Japanese on the top floor of the building were wiped out.

The heavy components of the M2 heavy machine gun were disassembled and carried up the stairs by the soldiers working together.

Several Youth Army soldiers quickly assembled the M2 heavy machine gun and set it up behind the concrete parapet on the roof. Several other soldiers carried a 20mm autocannon up, quickly seeking firing positions.

"Quick! Establish firepower points! Give those little Japanese below a heavy greeting!" the company commander leading the team shouted.

The MG34 light machine gun was also set up; the shooter adjusted the sights, overlooking the chaotic dock area below.

At this time, inside Huishan Wharf, scattered Japanese remnants trying to make a last stand were everywhere; they were organizing defense relying on cargo piles, damaged vehicles, and temporary fortifications, exchanging fire with the Youth Army main force in front.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat...

The gunfire of the 12.7mm large-caliber machine gun tore through the night sky, attacking the Japanese positions from the flank; those Japanese machine gun positions piled up with sandbags and wooden crates were instantly riddled with holes, and the Japanese hiding behind them, along with their Type 92 heavy machine guns, were blown to pieces.

Almost simultaneously, the 20mm autocannon also opened fire: Boom boom boom!

The multiple MG34 light machine guns on the roof were not to be outdone; dense rain of bullets swept across the dock open space like sickles, mowing down exposed Japanese soldiers in swathes.

"The flank has been occupied by the enemy!"

"Upstairs! Up on the upper floor!"

"Eight Gua! When did they get up there!"

The Japanese on the wharf completely fell into chaos; this time the situation was truly hopeless.

Some Japanese directly turned their muzzles, with a splash jumped into the Huangpu River; some drifted downstream, some swam toward the Pudong area on the opposite bank.