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ACTION REPORT: 22 APRIL 1915  LANGEMARCK AND GRAVENSTAFEL RIDGE, YPRES SECTOR, WESTERN FRONT  50.89N 2.97E   YESTERDAY AT APPROX 1700 LOCAL TIME… THE GERMAN ARMY RELEASED WHAT IS SUSPECTED TO BE CHLORIN GAS OVER A SIX AND A HALF KILOMETRE SECTION OF FRONT… THE SECTION OF LINE WAS HELD BY FRENCH TERRITORIALS AS WELL AS MOROCCAN AND ALGERIAN TROOPS OF THE FRENCH 45TH AND 87TH DIVISIONS.  THE FRENCH TROOPS IN THE DIRECT PATH OF THE GAS CLOUD HAVE SUFFERED AT LEAST 6000 CASUALTIES… MOST OF WHOM DIED WITHIN TEN MINUTES OF ASPIRATING THE CHLORIN GAS INTO THEIR LUNGS… THE PRIMARY ACTION OF THE CHLORIN GAS WAS TO FORM HYPOCHLOROUS ACID WITHIN THE MOIST TISSUES OF THE NOSE, MOUTH, TRACHEA, BRONCHII, AND LUNGS… THIS RESULTED IN RAPID TISSUE DESTRUCTION AND ASPHYXIATION WITH DEATH IN MINUTES…FURTHER ANALYSIS BY DOCTORS AND NURSES IN THE FIELD WILL FOLLOW…  BECAUSE OF THE GAS ATTACK, AN IMMEDIATE LOSS OF MEN RESULTED IN A 6.5 KM GAP IN THE FRONT LINE, WITH NO DEFENSES - INFANTRY, ARTILLERY, AND GRENADES WERE NOT AVAILABLE TO PROTECT THE LINE, WITH COMPLETE CHAOS AND TOTAL DISARRAY RESULTING… THE BRAVE MEN WHO WERE STATIONED IN THIS SECTOR SHOULD NOT BE CRITICISED IN ANY WAY FOR THEIR INABILITY TO STAND THEIR GROUND… IF IT WERE POSSIBLE TO DO SO, THESE BRAVE FRENCH SOLDIERS WOULD HAVE… WITHOUT PROPER PROTECTION AND PREVENTATIVE MEASURES, IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO WITHSTAND ANY ATTACK SUCH AS THIS IN THE FUTURE… BRITISH AND FRENCH COMMAND ARE ENLISTING ANY AND ALL PERSONS WITH KNOWLEDGE OF CHEMISTRY AND MEDICAL SCIENCES TO ASSIST IN METHODS OF PREPERATION AND PROTECTION AGAINST SUCH ATTACKS IN THE FUTURE.  FURTHER INFORMATION WILL BE DISPATCHED AS IT BECOMES AVAILABLE…

Plainly something bad was happening. What was it??? Officers, and Staff Officers too, stood gazing at the scene, awestruck and dumbfounded; f0r in the northerly breeze there came a pungent nauseating smell that tickled the throat and made our eyes smart. The horses and men were still pouring down the road, two or three men on a horse, I saw, with my own eyes, while over fields streamed mobs of infantry, the dusky warriors of French Africa; away went their rifles, equipment, even their tunics that they might run that much faster.  One man came stumbling through the lines. An officer of ours held him up with levelled revolver, "What's the matter you bloody lot of cowards?!?!" says he.  The Zouave was frothing from the mouth, his eyes glazed over, staring from their sockets, and he fell, writhing and dying at the officer's feet

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