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The next morning came, and the autumn mist spread from the distant fields, shrouding the entire camp in the early morning white mist.
Xia Yang shrugged his nose, and the smell of blood in the air gradually faded away. But somewhere that cannot be seen in the distance, there must be countless corpses that were left there before, gradually decaying.
Their troops have already begun preparations at this time.
The infected people have been quarantined in a centralized manner. And in the past three hours, they had not diagnosed any new plague patients.
This shows that the plague has been basically eliminated by them, but those soldiers who are still tortured by the plague at this time still need to be quarantined in a centralized manner. They cannot return to their troops until they are completely cured and recovered.
In four hours, they will launch a general attack on the Japanese defensive positions.
Now their soldiers have put on protective clothing and gas masks, wrapping themselves tightly.
Although it may be inconvenient to move around, there is no doubt that these protective clothing are effective in isolating plague bacteria.
In order to purchase so many protective clothing, Xia Yang spent a lot of merit points. But in order to ensure the safety of his soldiers, the cost of these merit points is completely acceptable.
The soldiers, currently in their protective suits, complained that these clothes were restrictive and made them very uncomfortable. And their commander was loudly explaining to them the importance of these protective suits.
At this time, these soldiers not only carry weapons and ammunition needed for combat, but each of them is even equipped with disinfectant. As long as they may be infected with the plague germs, they need to use these disinfectants to disinfect themselves.
Unlike the situation where Xia Yang was preparing to attack, the number of patients in the Japanese defense line several kilometers across from them had reached its peak.
In the defensive positions on the front line, many plague patients who had begun to fall ill were concentrated by the Japanese army to the rear of the position.
¡°But there are no medicines there, not even doctors and nurses. There were only trenches filled with plague patients.
Many of them were already dead, but other Japanese soldiers did not dare to come here easily to clean up the bodies.
Because many Japanese soldiers who came to clean up the corpses were infected with the plague. So this place has almost become a forbidden area for them.
It has become a purgatory-like scene. Everywhere you can see patients tortured by the plague bacteria and infected people moaning in pain.
Many of them even had skin ulcers. Some people coughed violently and kept coughing up blood, but no one came to help them wipe it away.
Similar places can be seen along the entire Japanese defense line.
There are similar places behind almost every position.
The Japanese soldiers in the trenches all wore gas masks. But because there are not enough protective clothing, even if they wear gas masks, they will still inevitably come into contact with some virus carriers.
Wearing thick protective clothing, Honda Honda was walking in the trenches, and then saluted the Japanese soldiers.
These Japanese soldiers all stood up and returned the greeting to him.
A solemn atmosphere filled the position shrouded in morning mist. No one spoke, because the saliva flying out when they spoke may cause the spread of germs.
After inspecting the position, Ratsumoto Honda stood on a high place and loudly said: "Warriors of the Empire of Japan, we are experiencing a life-or-death moment. Your task is to hold on here for two days.
During these two days, I will stand with you and fight side by side with you. Even if I die in battle, I will die in the same trench as you. "
He amplified his voice as much as possible so that it could reach every corner of the position.
Honda Ligen vaguely felt that the enemy might launch another attack on them in two days. And their retreating troops have not yet captured Licheng County.
The way back has been blocked by the enemy. They have to buy those troops here a longer time to secure more people or withdraw from Shanxi.
What Neji Okamura meant was to let Honda Rimoto retreat with him. However, Honda Ligen was very stubborn. He believed that germsHe also bears a large part of the responsibility for the leakage and dissemination.
Coupled with the fact that his troops were defeated one after another in previous battles, Honda Ligen could no longer accept his defeat.
He was willing to die to apologize, although the result of this battle would not have been better even if it had been replaced by another commander of the Japanese army.
????????????????? But Honda Rimoto has decided that he is to blame for the fact that this battle has reached this point.
After hearing what he said, the Japanese soldiers raised their arms and shouted.
"Long live the Emperor!! Long live the Emperor!!"
This sound passed through the morning fog and reached the Fourth Army¡¯s forward observation post one kilometer away.
"It seems that these little devils are still alive." Xia Yang said, then lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly.
The morning sun rises, and the rays of light are like whips, waving in the air, dispersing the fog that shrouds the earth.
Xia Yang and his artillery unit have entered a combat position.
Boxes of shells were stacked on the sides and rear of the howitzer. The artillerymen checked the condition of the artillery, and some soldiers were lubricating the firing system of the artillery to ensure that the artillery was operating well.
Armored troops are also replenishing tanks and armored vehicles with enough ammunition and diesel. Some technicians who are responsible for the maintenance of tanks and armored vehicles are conducting final inspections and adjustments on tanks and armored vehicles.
And the cavalrymen were also calming the restless horses.
Those war horses seemed to feel the desperate atmosphere of the approaching battle. They were all breathing heavily, and their horses' hooves were tapping the ground uneasily.
The infantrymen were all checking the weapons in their hands. They hung their bullet belts on their protective clothing to facilitate them to install ammunition.
Some soldiers have already begun to write suicide notes. After all, they didn't know whether they would come back alive after this charge.
Time passed slowly, and soon it was noon.
Xia Yang lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist. On the bright black dial, the white hour hand had already pointed to twelve noon.
"The attack begins!"
Xia Yang said while looking at the Japanese position in front.
After hearing his order, the staff immediately conveyed the order. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com