Chapter 679 Hellfire!
Yes, in addition to the killing weapon of "No Conscience Cannon", Tang Dao also specially prepared secret weapons for the infantry.
Incendiary bomb!
Of course, this kind of work does not have much technical content, mainly mixing gasoline, rubber and white phosphorus, and the work completed in a hurry is more like a molten bomb than a molten bomb.
This kind of molten bottle, which was originally used in the street fighting in Songjiang, was brought to the field battlefield by Tang Dao at the risk, mainly because of its geographical advantages.
When Tang Dao checked the terrain around the river valley, he had already determined that because of the large number of troops, the Japanese army would never walk into the river valley like sheep. There would definitely be Japanese troops outside the river valley.
The valley is too wide, and a molten bottle ignited by a fire twister is not suitable. Maybe it will cause detonation due to the counterattack of Japanese artillery or grenade launchers, which will cause self-drawing.
Therefore, the troops on the edge of the river valley were not equipped with this thing, and only Zhao Daqiang's fourth company was equipped with the terrain of their battlefield, and each soldier carried one on average.
This thing is very simple to use. Use a match to light the cotton twister hanging at the mouth of the bottle and throw it out with all your strength.
The distribution area of gasoline particles splashed after smashing determines the killing radius of the combustor.
Tang Dao specially led the companies, platoons and squad leaders to conduct experiments in the valley. When a molten bottle was thrown out, the maximum killing radius could reach 3 meters, and the smallest was 1 meter.
The killing radius is not small, and its power is even more amazing.
A big tree as thick as an adult's waist was hit by a mobilizer thrown out by two sergeants one after another. The whole tree was trapped in a raging fire and was eventually burned. A bare stone three or four meters tall, surrounded by several mobilizers, the flame lasted for nearly 10 minutes. The stone that existed tens of millions of years ago was blown up by these terrible flames.
So, when I saw the Japanese army so desperately attacked.
"Burn them back for me!" Zhao Daqiang felt evil and brave.
Since you are not afraid of bullets or grenades, let’s see if you are afraid of fire!
Rio Ozawa, the captain of the 3rd Squadron of the 4th Battalion, witnessed such a tragedy with his own eyes.
The most brave 1st team under his command, Lieutenant Akawai, was a famous karate dojo master in Japan. He once killed two Chinese people with bare hands without using rifles on the battlefield.
Rio Ozawa still remembers that among the famous Chinese big sword soldiers he met in northern China, who was 1.8 meters tall, he looked incredible. His big sword was swinging, but was dodged by the second lieutenant Cangkongjing and his flexible steps, and waited for an opportunity to find his flaws, bullied him in, and smashed his Adam's apple with a hand knife.
The strong Chinese man holding a big sword, Lingzhang, was a lieutenant of the army, and should be a company commander-level figure. After being killed by Lieutenant Cangkongjing, the Chinese military personnel who were fighting with them were in hand to hand were greatly abrupt. In the end, more than 100 people were killed in battle, and only a dozen people were able to escape.
But such a master was killed by a simple, smoke-filled glass bottle thrown from the mountain.
Riso Ozawa saw that Lieutenant Kuratoi had tried his best to avoid the hillside, and his thick legs provided him with unimaginable flexibility. Looking at the entire infantry brigade, the Japanese Army Captain was sure that no one could make a tactical avoidance that was better than him.
But he was still dead.
Being burned to death!
The Chinese people's combustion spring density is not high, only one will last about seven or eight meters, but its power is creepy.
The poor second lieutenant Cangkongjing had already escaped five or six meters away. The fireball of two meters in diameter that exploded after the mobilizer that was only one meter away from him landed on the ground did not hurt him at all.
But perhaps because he escaped too quickly, he unfortunately escaped into another killing area of the incendiary bottle.
The mobilizer happened to hit a big stone, and the orange-red flames directly covered the area with a radius of three meters.
The Japanese infantry in the area screamed in terror, which was even more miserable than the pigs in the slaughterhouse, including Lieutenant Kuratoi who happened to jump into it.
Standing at Rime Ozawa, Lieutenant Aokawa seemed to be a moth flying into the fire. He saw the flames blooming, but he still rushed over without hesitation. It seemed that this winter was too cold and he urgently needed to roast the fire.
But Ozawa Rimo knew that he was not. It was just that the time difference between the two molten bottles was just right that Lieutenant Aokazuki could not change the tactical evasion movements he had made with all his strength.
If you are just patronized by flames, you will be burned to the point of burning. As long as you roll desperately on the ground, with the help of crushing, you may also extinguish the flames and escape a way out.
But the demonic weapons made by the Chinese were so vicious that they were beyond his imagination. The flames were like maggots on the tars. No matter how you rolled on the ground, they were burning stubbornly and stubbornly, and even more and more burning.
The poor second lieutenant Aokawa was rolling and howling in his terrified gaze, while the flames and black smoke on his body became thicker and thicker.
His strong body made his vitality far more tenacious than ordinary Japanese infantry, but obviously he suffered so much that he even cried and begged his companions to shoot him.
But his subordinates took advantage of his usual strength, and no one dared to do this.
The final outcome is to be burned to death.
And even if he dies, the fire will still not be extinguished.
Even the hillside he rolled over, there were flames burning, making a sizzling sound, and the land was covered with charred black.
That was his flesh that was burned.
There was even a strange smell floating in the air, which was far more terrifying than the pungent smoke.
It was a terrifying weapon developed by the Chinese people from hell. Ozawa Rimo, who was cold all over, roared and issued a military order to attack the mountain at all costs.
He didn't want to die, he didn't want to be forced to jump into a deep ditch and fell into a pool of meat paste, he didn't want to wait on the mountain road to be blown into pieces by Chinese grenades, and he didn't want to be lit into a human-shaped candle by the terrible mooring bottle.
Who says there is no temperature on the battlefield?
At least, the battlefield of the Fourth Company was in full swing.
Hundreds of mooring bottles were thrown down the hillside. Although only twenty or thirty Japanese troops became the fuel for "helping evil", many plants and trees were ignited.
There are already many dead grass in winter, and it is extremely ignited by hundreds of fires. Not to mention the Japanese infantrymen in it, even the Chinese soldiers on the mountains more than 30 meters away felt the heat waves rolling.
Not only is the helmet hot, but even the hair and eyebrows are bent.
It is said that after the war, not only did the beards that the officers and soldiers of the 4th Company had not hung for a long time were burned, but even few people could have left their eyebrows, so the 4th Company was nicknamed the "Eyebrowless Company".
Zhao Daqiang was very happy with the title. Does this mean that he will no longer be so unlucky in the future? A piece of meat, three taels of flesh, was peeled off by shells on his back hips, but he has not sat down for more than half a month, and he even slept on his belly. However, he was often joked by the veteran Li Jiujin, who said that he dreamed of his wife.
The four officers and soldiers on the mountain were almost bald by the scorching heat wave, not to mention the Japanese soldiers who were still relying on their efforts to survive on the hillside and on the mountain road.
Riso Ozawa's little head was as fast as his colonel's corps leader. Although the front army hundreds of meters away could not know the situation due to the mountain blocking, judging from the loud bang from there, they must have encountered a terrible attack. I guess they could not count on it.
The only thing that can save yourself now is yourself.
But charging is really unrealistic.
Although the Chinese seem to be very open in the front line, there is a submachine gun with two mausoleum guns every few dozen meters, and a light machine gun and a raindrop-like bullet will not give the Japanese infantrymen who are roasted on the hillside any chance.
The faster Ozawa Rimo's head turned, the more he wanted to cry.
He had nearly 300 infantry squadrons and a baggage team, but his firepower was not as fierce as the Chinese.
Their hands seemed arrogant and 1.7 meters of bayonets were inserted into their hands, which was as ridiculous as a fire stick in front of the submachine guns equipped by the Chinese.
In fact, it's better to burn a fire stick.
At least, the fire stick will not stop them from running.
When the two armies fought hand-to-hand combat, the 38-type rifle of more than 1.7 meters was like a spear, but in this mountain forest, it really affected the operation too much.
I was about to jump behind the tree to avoid the terrible Chinese bullets, but the gun was too long and caught by the branches.
On the battlefield, life and death can be determined in an instant.
The Japanese infantry, who had lived a good life, would never throw away their weapons easily. The two seconds he was desperately dragged him to death was enough to be hit by various bullets swept over.
But I have to say that the Japanese army is really an opponent that cannot be ignored.
There were grenades that sometimes fell from time to time, and the grass and trees lit by the moor bottles were roasted. Under such a harsh situation, the Japanese army did not collapse.
They are still fighting.
Even many officers and soldiers of the fourth company who had fought with the Japanese army many times were shocked. If they were allowed to fight on an equal position, they would probably be the ones who lost!
These Japanese troops were much more difficult to deal with than the Sixth Division or the 18th Division they faced.
The 5th Division, which came from North China, almost represents the top combat power of the Japanese army.
Chapter completed!