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Chapter 1136: The Last Rice That Broke the Camel

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    The Eighth Route Army has such a terrible weapon. What is this yellow smoke?

    These problems are bothering him, but all he needs to do now is to change another towel quickly.  Replaced the original with a new towel.  Takeo Fujioka started to change the towel while coughing.  Just at this time.  The yellow smoke slowly faded, and there was some red in the smoke.

    At this time, the little devil actually didn't find anything unusual.  Because the yellow smoke is not only eroding their lungs, but also some yellow smoke may get into their eyes and sting their eyes.  So many people have actually closed their eyes vigilantly.  If it is not a last resort, it will not be opened. Once the eyes are broken, it will be a big blow to a person.  The average person would rather lose a leg than lose an arm.

    So they didn't notice these changes. At this time, most of them were already lingering under the torment of the yellow smoke.

    In this case, there are more and more red powders, occupying a higher and higher proportion in the yellow mist, and at the same time, these red powders are gradually approaching.

    Takeo Fujioka just put on a new towel.  His hands hurt badly, and his mouth also hurt badly. When the water on the towel hit his mouth, the pain there was so painful that he couldn't bear to live.  Takeo Fujioka had just put the towel to his mouth, then had to take it away again.  At this time, he had been holding his breath for too long, so he couldn't help but took a breath.

    This breath, just feels a hundred times more uncomfortable than before!  Just now, it was just the feeling of being corroded by sulfuric acid, but now, it has become a spicy and irritating feeling.  This kind of stimulation permeates every cell, enters the brain along every nerve ending, and stimulates his brain.

    It's hot, it's too hot!  At this time, Fujioka Takeo had such a feeling in his mind.  For those who eat chili for the first time, the spiciness of chili will be attributed to the feeling of burning.  The chili noodles entered Takeo Fujioka's mouth, causing him unbearable pain.

    At this time, the outside of his mouth had already been soaked in sulfuric acid, and now those places were eroded by chili powder, as if there were countless ants crawling, and those ants were still biting the skin fiercely with their mouths.  It was as if a soldering iron was being branded fiercely on it, it was burning and painful.

    Takeo Fujioka couldn't help shouting: "Ah!"

    With this cry, his mouth opened wide, and more red powder along with yellow smoke entered his mouth, and the inside of his mouth felt extremely uncomfortable, as if a ball of fire burned in his mouth  inside.

    The little devil doesn't like chili at all.  They don't like spicy food. In fact, many foreigners don't like spicy food.

    Throughout the war, the little devil never went to Chongqing, and he never tasted what the peppers there were like.  Needless to say, chili, even if the little devil drinks, he drinks low-alcohol rice wine, and he has never experienced this kind of taste at all.

    Chinese peppers are definitely delicious. You know, many anti-wolf sprayers use this kind of thing.

    Takeo Fujioka opened his mouth wide.  Those spicy tastes stimulated his mouth and stimulated his taste buds.  The skin inside the mouth has not been corroded by sulfur dioxide.  Now, sulfur dioxide gas is on the attack, along with chili powder.  Even Takeo Fujioka's trachea was irritated. He started coughing violently, breathing once every time he coughed, and bringing in more chili noodles when he breathed.  As a result, it seemed that there was a fire burning in his mouth, and the fire was still increasing in temperature.

    Takeo Fujioka's eyes were terrified, and he was choked to tears, which quickly irritated his eyes, because sulfur dioxide had been absorbed into the tears and turned into sulfuric acid.

    In this stimulating pursuit, he looked around and found that the yellow smoke was slightly reddish.  The Eighth Route Army has used a new chemical weapon against them again!

    Takeo Fujioka knew.  If they didn't act again, they would definitely be choked to death here.

    At this time, other people around him also breathed this red powder.  Some of them were still using wet towels, and the outside of the wet towels had already been stained with a layer of red. The red color seemed to be the mouth of a demon.

    Their hands were also irritated by the red powder, and their hands were burning. Some people's hands were already shaking violently, and they couldn't hold anything, even the towels fell off.  So the spicy and stimulating taste entered their mouths again, stimulating every nerve cell in them

    Listening to the screams of these people, Takeo Fujioka knew that it was useless to persist here, and he shouted loudly: "All??Action, rush down together!  "

    Here is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it is also a deadly place.  Once surrounded by others, they can only break out from the encirclement head-on.  It is absolutely impossible to go from the back, because there are steep cliffs, smooth cliffs, and there is no possibility of retreating at all.

    Since there is only one dead end to stay, they have no other choice.  You can only rush forward bravely.

    It's just a pity that it's not easy for them to rush through the blockade line composed of yellow smoke and red powder.  Just now, they just hid in the mountains.  Now if they want to charge down, they have to exercise. The result of strenuous exercise is that they need more air and need to constantly breathe faster, which will make them more likely to be killed by the smoke.

    The little devils knew that under such circumstances, they could only die if they stayed here.  So following Takeo Fujioka's order, all the little devils who could move stood up strong and rushed down the mountain, into the thicker and thicker yellow smoke.

    The more you rush down, the thicker the smoke will be, and the more people will fall.  At this point, they didn't care about anything, they only had one thought: rush out to survive.  The little devils, especially the little devils of this kind of field army, have a lot of energy when they start to be ruthless. In many cases, even if the last person is killed in battle, they will not collapse.  They knew that only in this way would there be any hope of victory.

    It's a pity that they don't know, they will never see the sun tomorrow.

    The attack of chili noodles was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The little devils on Laojun Mountain couldn't stand it anymore, and finally ran down one after another.  Hearing the sound from the mountain, the Eighth Route Army cavalry outside were extremely excited, waiting for the final slaughter.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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