Poison gas bombs are high-risk bombs, and the Japanese army stored them very carefully. The gas bombs transported to Nantianmen were stored by the Japanese army in three anti-bombing holes tens of meters apart. The solid anti-bombing holes were paired with careful

The storage method prevents any chain reactions that may be caused by accidents.

"How?"

Xia Tian thought, he was sure to blow up one place, but according to the way the Japanese stored it, the remaining two places would definitely be too late, and there would even be no chance. If only one place was blown up, it would be useless.

what to do?

Xia Tian scratched his head and thought about it. He felt that there was only one way:

When the Japanese army is about to use these gas bombs, blow them up!

Nantianmen is very spacious. To form a poison gas wall that threatens the bunker, there must be enough quantity. Therefore, if the Japanese want to use these gas bombs, they must pour them out in a very short time to form a thick layer of gas.

The poison gas bomb wall is slowly eroding the bunker with the help of wind.

As for the transshipment, when firing gas bombs, you must wear a gas mask. Xia Tian planned to take the opportunity to sneak into the group of Japanese and wait for them to launch the poison gas bombs the moment before, and kill them in one fell swoop!

"There are some small dangers..." Xia Tian silently calculated the risks. In fact, this was not the small dangers he said, but a very dangerous one!

Xia Tian believed that there was more than 80% chance that the gas bomb would be blown up by such an attack on him, but the possibility of escaping unscathed was only 30% at most. If the gas bomb they had placed their hope in was exploded among a bunch of crazy Japanese, those crazy Japs could easily

Let yourself go?

However, if Xia Tian is not timid, doesn't he just die? What's so great about it? It's the same as if we didn't have the number of resurrections!

A man with two lives has nothing to fear!

…

Inside the bunker.

Long Wenwen tried his best to open his tired eyes and looked at his watch. After seeing the time, he tried his best to dispel the sleepiness that enveloped him. After struggling to get up, he planned to take a look around, but as soon as he reached the exit of the bunker, he bumped into

When Meng Fanglia came in, Meng Fanglia pulled Long Wenwen aside and said softly:

"He didn't come back last night."

Of course he was referring to Xia Tian.

According to Xia Tian's water-carrying rules these days, it was time to come in at night. Meng was annoyed and they took turns waiting for half a night, but they never saw any trace of Xia Tian.

Long Wenwen's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly got out of the bunker. He lay down in the trench outside and looked around, asking, "Were there gunshots last night?"

"No."

"Then it's okay." He breathed a sigh of relief and kept looking around in the thick fog. Meng Fanxiao beside him said: "The fog started at around three o'clock, which is similar to the day we walked in. I'll wake him up.

Let them, I think the Japs will probably take the opportunity to make a sneak attack."

"Go ahead and call." Long Wenwen agreed. As soon as Meng Fanglia left the trench and headed towards the entrance, he heard Long Wenwen shouting: "Wait!"

"Anything else?"

"Dense fog... heavy fog, I know why Xia Zhanla didn't come back!" Long Wenwen said but he sucked in the air-conditioning. Meng Fan was confused. Long Wenwen patted the trench and said: "He... he doesn't want to die.

!”

"What happened?"

"Gas bombs! The Japanese must be planning to take advantage of the foggy weather to use gas bombs! He wants to blow up the gas bombs!"

After listening to Long Wenwen's words, Meng Fangli breathed in the air-conditioning and murmured: "Is he crazy?"

"He's crazy!" Long Wenwen whispered: "If he hadn't been crazy, would he have been able to get out and run in again and again? He would have thought he lived too long!"

Meng Nuan was speechless, yes, that kid slipped in and out again and again, wasn't he just impatient with life?

"That guy said that the Japs' gas bombs are stored in three locations," Long Wenwen muttered: "That means he can't throw them all away in one pot. The best way is to wait for the Japs to use the gas bombs."

The poison gas bomb exploded. If the Japs were preparing to launch it, troops would be deployed around it, and the launching position would most likely be right behind the attacking troops..."

Following Long Wenwen's analysis, Meng Fangliao's expression became serious. In other words, that guy who lives impatiently is going to be finished this time?

That bastard who threw a Molotov cocktail on the battlefield and burned down the tank to save himself, is he going to die?

Long Wenwen was still analyzing, but his tone suddenly changed, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became brighter: "Let's blow up poison gas bombs too!"

"Go too? Are you crazy!" Meng Fanxiao screamed.

"Not crazy!" Long Wenwen nodded affirmatively: "I'm very awake! I've never been so awake! I'm sorry, do you think the Japanese are ready now?"

"No, the best time is after dawn when the fog is thickest."

"Yes, they are not ready! Xia Zhaola told me where the gas bombs are stored. If the Japanese want to launch them, they will most likely launch them near the anti-gun holes where the gas bombs are stored. We can go directly there." He was in a hurry.

He took out the gas mask from his pocket and put it on his head. An unbalanced voice came from the gas mask:

"Wearing the Japanese military uniform, can the Japanese tell us who we are? Can we tell?"

Meng Fangru shook his head subconsciously. If the Japanese were going to fire gas bombs, they must be wearing this. Who could see clearly what face was underneath the mask?

"But can we touch it out?"

"It's a gamble!" Long Wenzhang became excited: "The fog is so heavy, let's take a gamble. We don't need too many people, eight, no, five is enough!"

"Go, go die! Let's all go die! Take the fools and die!" Meng Fanglia cursed, Long Wenwen took a deep look at Meng Fanglia, and Meng Fanglia simply turned his head aside and ignored him.

.

Long Wenwen didn't call him, turned around and got into the bunker.

After entering the bunker, Long Wenwen shouted: "Come four people to accompany me to do something big! Go crazy! Who is going?"

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to give you a gift for the little devil. What gift should I give you?" Meng Fanle came in and said, "Heads! Give the head here to the little devil!"

Long Wenwen was furious and kicked him. Meng Fan didn't hide away and received a hard kick.

"I go."

"I'll go too."

Surprisingly, the two people who spoke first were actually brothers Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang.

"I'll go too." The taciturn Sangmen star Sangla stretched out his hand, but Milong's lazily stretched out hand was slapped away by Long Wenwen in disgust: "You are too big. There is no kid as tall as you."

"Count me in." Kaname stretched out his hand, and it was enough for four people.

"Put on the Japs' military uniforms and put on a gas mask!" Long Wenwen dragged out the Japs' military uniforms that were already in the bunker. He planned to put on one first, but Meng Fanfan snatched it away: "Are you

Master, the young master is your grandson. If you give your head to the Japanese, who will they ask for debt?"

"They" are everyone in this bunker,

It’s all the people who died at Nantianmen!

Long Wenwen felt sad and really wanted to... die.

After the five people changed their clothes, they looked like five little devils. Bu La even subconsciously targeted the five of them. Fortunately, Mi Long noticed it early and slapped the gun out of Bu La's hand.

"The young master is gone! You all just wait and see, the young master will definitely not come back!" Meng Fan said in frustration, but was kicked down by Sangmen Xing: "I still want to come in alive!"

"You can't live if you want to live, you can't die if you want to die, this world is so good!" Meng Fanlao sighed with emotion. He was dragged up from the ground by Zhang Lixian, and five "japs" got out of the bunker.

Escorted by many gazes, he disappeared into the heavy fog.

Lao Mai and Collins looked at the five people leaving with very surprised eyes. They all said they were going to die. Why were there still people rushing to go?

…

Its daybreak.

The fog is getting thicker, but the dead Japanese camp has fake corpses. It's really fake corpses. Many ghosts are moving quietly in the fog, and each of them is wearing a gas mask. If anyone

If you enter rashly, you will really think that this place is a ghost.

Xia Tian quietly killed a lone Japs, disposed of the body and put on clothes, then leisurely blended into the Japs' "ghosts", and teamed up with a Japs to move out the gas bombs.

Xia Tian worked extremely steadily, but the Japanese who worked with him changed to two in a short time. It wasn't that these two Japanese couldn't stand Xia Tian's hard work, but they chatted for a long time, bullying Xia Tian for not understanding Japanese.

You are the only one bullying others because you don’t understand foreign languages. How can you let others bully you like this?

So Xia Tian found a gap and solved two noisy Japs one after another. The current guy was quite honest. After working with him for a long time, he didn't even make a sound. How great!

When looking for a partner, you should look for someone like this!

Xia Tian sighed and continued to work enthusiastically with his partner.

The only thing that made Xia Tian unhappy was that the other party had a towel hanging around his neck, suffocating in a gas mask. Xia Tian, ​​who was wearing gas gloves, wanted to use this towel to wipe his sweat, but for safety reasons, he didn't dare to really wipe it, so he could only

Out of anger, he grabbed the towel and hung it around his neck to vent his anger.

This action of grabbing the towel made the other party dumbfounded and wanted to take it back, but he was obviously afraid of the vicious Xia Tian, ​​so he could only continue working angrily without even daring to say a word.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Xia Xinxin said: "After the appraisal, he is an honest person who is easily bullied. Your grandpa will let you die quickly!"

The three bomb-proof caves storing poison gas bombs were quickly emptied, and as many as a hundred poison gas bombs were already in place. The artillerymen responsible for firing asked the "coolies" who were carrying the bombs to retreat, and they opened all the bombs.

, entering the final preparation stage for launch.

it's time!
To be continued...