Chapter 946: Death Mist (First update, please subscribe)
As the soldiers in the trenches said their final farewell.
In front of the trench, the engineers lying on the ground had already connected the detonators. In front of them, thin strips of cloth tied to wooden sticks more than a foot high were blowing in the wind and pointing slightly towards the Brazilian army's defense line.
The engineers kept their eyes fixed on the front, occasionally looking at their watches.
Almost there!
As time approached, orders from non-commissioned officers and officers were heard in the trenches. Standing in the trenches more than one meter deep and full of mud and water, the soldiers who had been waiting for half the night looked up, waiting for the order to attack to be given.
God, it’s already dawn!
The sun is about to come out!
The soldiers in the trenches all knew that perhaps this would be the last dawn in their lives, and perhaps they would never have the chance to see the sun rise again until they died.
Perhaps this is the last moment of their lives. In fact, as soldiers, they are prepared for this moment.
"Bayonet!"
At 5:30 in the morning, the officers in the trenches issued this order at the same time.
When the soldiers installed bayonets on their rifles, the metal clashing sounds of the bayonets were echoing in the trenches. Then the soldiers held their rifles, and their expressions were all anxious and excited, but more of them were looking forward to jumping out of the trenches and attacking the Brazilian positions.
After waiting for a while, it was February 6th, 5:40!
Suddenly, the silence of the battlefield was broken by a series of explosions. On the front line that was dozens of kilometers long, the explosions rang out like firecrackers. In the continuous explosions, thousands of steel cylinders that stood like humans suddenly spewed out thick smoke. The green smoke drifted towards the Brazilian army positions under the wind.
The green smoke is thick!
The moment it was spewed out, the earth was shrouded in a thick fog. The thick smoke was like mist, moving forward under the wind, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it stuck tightly to the ground and kept rolling forward. Its movements seemed to have an extremely unique beauty. It squirmed like that, like countless green elves. They suddenly jumped out from the ground, and then danced gracefully on the ground without making any sound. The wind caressed the thick green elves, and they twisted their bodies and swam towards the northeast to the accompaniment of the wind.
The green fog looks beautiful and enchanting, with a fairy-tale-like beauty!
"Look, what is that?"
Standing at the guard post, Kanel looked at the green fog rolling in front of him, his eyes full of confusion.
For him, who grew up on a plantation, he was not unfamiliar with the fog in the plantation. After the rain, similar mist would always fill the sugarcane field.
But this is obviously not water mist, it is green with yellow in it, and it looks like the fairyland described in fairy tales - dazzling and beautiful!
The thick green fog danced on the ground like an elf flying out of the forest. Such a beautiful sight attracted everyone's attention. People hiding in the trenches stood up one after another, staring in amazement at the fog that was getting closer and closer.
The green mist looked so beautiful that everyone couldn't help but admire it, and if they were not just a group of slaves on the plantation, perhaps they would have composed a poem for each other.
As for those white or mixed-race officers, they also looked at the green mist with surprise.
What's this?
No one knows, but no one will be aware of the danger either.
Danger?
How is this possible?
How could there be any danger in such beautiful fog?
The Brazilian officers and soldiers in the trenches all looked at the enchanting green mist, which looked like a forest elf, with admiration.
At this moment, these Catholics seemed to have forgotten one thing - when Satan appeared in the world, he would usually wear the most beautiful clothes, just like this green elf. Under the reflection of the morning sun, the green mist rolling along the ground refracted a somewhat strange glow, and it looked so beautiful.
But who could have imagined that such a beautiful mist could actually be the appearance of Satan?
Several officers even used the Seagull cameras produced in the Ming Dynasty to take pictures of the beautiful fog. They even felt that this was a meteorological wonder that was rarely seen in a century!
Finally, amid people's exclamations, this extremely rare meteorological wonder slowly rolled in front of them. Its tentacles first passed through the barbed wire, and after swallowing the barbed wire, it rolled towards the trench. When it was about to enter the trench, some people even stretched out their hands, trying to touch the rare green mist.
Just as they were happily feeling the green mist with their hands, a pungent smell came over.
“What’s that smell?”
"Ahem, ahem... this smell... is so bad!"
Before the yellow-green smoke, which was about two or three meters high, entered the trench, some people with a keen sense of smell had already smelled a strong, pungent and strange smell in the air!
But it was too late. Just as they were puzzled, yellow-green smoke suddenly "fell" into the trench, enveloping everyone.
"Cough... cough... cough... help... cough..."
In the irritating and choking smoke, the people in the trenches kept coughing violently, and on the defense line, the coughing became more frequent and louder.
Amid the violent coughing, there were also many people shouting in fear.
"Ahem... ahem... what... is going on... my eyes, my eyes..."
No one knew what was happening. Surrounded by the yellow-green smoke that made it impossible to open his eyes, Carnell felt a burning pain in his eyes. As he screamed in fear, he felt like he could no longer breathe. He felt extremely suffocated and tried to breathe hard, but what he inhaled into his lungs was a choking poisonous mist.
“Ahem…”
The heavy gasps for air were replaced by more violent coughing sounds. For a moment, the trenches were full of Brazilians lying there coughing. At this moment, they were all in despair without exception - the strong feeling of suffocation made them try their best to breathe, but the toxic gas they breathed made it even more difficult for them to breathe.
Many people coughed out their lungs in the violent coughing. People in the trenches fell down in groups. They fell to the bottom of the trenches and breathed anxiously. As they breathed desperately, more poisonous fog was inhaled into their bodies. In the end, they didn't even have the strength to cough anymore. They just gasped desperately. Their breathing became more and more rapid, and death came faster and faster...
(End of this chapter)
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