Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 679 Hellfire!
That's right, besides the killer weapon of "Unconscionable Cannon", Tang Dao also specially prepared secret weapons for the infantry.

Incendiary!
Of course, this kind of work with little technical content, mainly mixed with gasoline, rubber and white phosphorus, and completed in a hurry is not so much a Molotov cocktail as a Molotov cocktail.

This kind of Molotov cocktail, which was originally used in Songjiang street fighting, was put on the field battlefield by Tang Dao at the risk, mainly because of its geographical advantage.

When Tang Dao checked the surrounding terrain of the valley, he had already determined that the Japanese army would never walk into the valley like sheep because of the large number of troops. There must be Japanese troops outside the valley.

The river valley is too wide, and a Molotov cocktail ignited by a fire twister is not suitable. Maybe it will cause deflagration due to the counterattack of Japanese artillery or grenades, and it will pit itself in it.

Therefore, the troops on the edge of the valley were not equipped with this thing, and Zhao Daqiang's fourth company was equipped with it because of the terrain of their battlefield, and each soldier carried one on average.

This thing is very simple to use, just use a match to ignite the cotton twist hanging from the mouth of the bottle, and then throw it out vigorously.

The distribution area of ​​the gasoline particles splashed out after smashing determines the killing radius of the combustion bottle.

For this purpose, Tang Dao took the company, platoon, and squad leaders to conduct experiments in the valley. When a Molotov cocktail was thrown out, the maximum killing radius could reach 3 meters, and the smallest was 1 meter.

The killing radius is not small, and the power is even more astonishing.

A big tree as thick as an adult's waist was hit by Molotov cocktails thrown by two sergeants one after another. The whole big tree fell into raging fire and was finally burned alive.And a bare three-to-four-meter-high boulder was exposed to several Molotov cocktails, and the flames lasted for nearly 10 minutes. The stone that existed tens of millions of years ago was burned and exploded by these terrible flames. .

Therefore, when I saw the Japanese army attacking so desperately.

"Burn them back for me!" Zhao Daqiang felt a fit of evil.

Since you are not afraid of bullets or grenades, let's see if you are afraid of fire!
Lieutenant Lieutenant Ozawa Risheng of the 4rd Squadron of the 3th Battalion at that time witnessed such a tragedy with his own eyes.

Second Lieutenant Ao Sorai of the first team under his command was a well-known karate dojo master in Japan. He once killed two Chinese with his bare hands on the battlefield without using a rifle.

Risheng Ozawa still remembers the inconceivable look on the face of a 1.8-meter-tall man in the famous Chinese broadsword army he met in northern China. Get out of the way, and wait for the opportunity to find his flaws, sneak in, and smash his Adam's apple with a hand knife.

The collar badge of the strong Chinese man holding a big knife is a lieutenant of the army, and he should be a person of the company commander level. After being killed by Second Lieutenant Sorai, the morale of the Chinese soldiers who were fighting with them plummeted. In the end, more than 100 people died in battle, only A dozen people managed to escape.

But such a master was killed by a simple smoking glass bottle thrown from the mountain.

Rio Ozawa saw that Second Lieutenant Kura Sorai had tried his best to hide on the hillside. His thick legs provided him with unimaginable flexibility. Looking at the entire infantry brigade, the Japanese Army Captain was sure that no one could do better than him. tactics are avoided.

But he is still dead.

Burned alive!
The density of Chinese incendiary bombs is not high, there will only be one at about seven or eight meters, but the power is creepy.

Poor Second Lieutenant Cang Kongjing had already jumped and fled five or six meters away. The two-meter-diameter fireball exploded after the incendiary bottle, which was only one meter away from him, did not hurt him at all.

But perhaps because he escaped too fast, he unfortunately escaped into the killing zone of another Molotov cocktail.

The incendiary bottle just hit a big rock, and the orange-red flame directly enveloped an area with a radius of three meters.

The Japanese infantry in the area howled miserably, even more miserable than the pigs in the slaughterhouse, including Second Lieutenant Kura Sorai who just jumped into it.

From Lieutenant Ozawa's point of view, Second Lieutenant Sorai was like a moth to a flame. He clearly saw the flame blooming, but he still rushed towards it regardless, as if this winter was too cold and he urgently needed to warm himself up.

But Lieutenant Ozawa knew he was not, it was just that the time difference between the two Molotov cocktails made it impossible for Second Lieutenant Sorai to change the tactical evasion action he had already made with all his strength.

If it is just patronized by the flames, at most it will be burnt to pieces, as long as it rolls desperately on the ground, with the help of rolling, it is possible to crush the flames and escape a way out.

But the demonic weapons made by the Chinese are so vicious beyond his imagination, those flames are like tarsal maggots, no matter how you roll on the ground, they will burn stubbornly and stubbornly, and even burn more and more vigorously.

Poor Second Lieutenant Sorai was rolling and howling under the terrified gaze of his captain, the flames and black smoke on his body were getting thicker and thicker.

His strong body made his vitality far more tenacious than that of ordinary Japanese infantrymen, but obviously, he also suffered more pain, so much so that he even cried and begged his companions to give him a shot.

But no one of his subordinates dared to do this because of his usual strength.

In the end, he was burned alive.

And even if he died, the fire would still not go out.

Even on the hillside he rolled over, there were still flames burning, sizzling, leaving patches of scorched black on the land.

It was his flesh that was burned off.

There was even a strange smell in the air, which was far more frightening than the pungent gunpowder smoke.

It was a terrible weapon from hell developed by the Chinese. Risheng Ozawa, who was covered in ice, roared and issued a military order for the whole army 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 be smashed into a puddle of flesh, he didn't want to wait on the mountain road to be blown to pieces by a Chinese grenade, and he didn't want to be lit into a human-shaped candle by that terrible Molotov cocktail.

Who said that the battlefield has no temperature?

At least, the fourth company's battlefield was in full swing.

Hundreds of Molotov cocktails were thrown down the hillside. Although only [-] or [-] Japanese soldiers became the fuel for "assisting evil spirits", a lot of vegetation was ignited.

There was already a lot of withered grass in winter, so it was terrible to be ignited by hundreds of big fires. Not to mention the Japanese infantry who were in it, even the Chinese soldiers on the mountains more than 30 meters away felt the heat wave.

Not only the steel helmet is hot, but even the hair and eyebrows are curled up.

It is said that after the war, the beards of the officers and soldiers of the 4th company that had not been hung for a long time were burned off, not to mention that few of them could even have eyebrows left, so that the 4th company was nicknamed "the company without eyebrows".

Zhao Daqiang is very pleased with this title, does this mean that he will no longer be so unlucky in the future?A piece of flesh on his buttocks was cut off by shells. Although it wasn't fatal, he hadn't sat down for more than half a month, and even slept on his stomach, but he was often joked by that old soldier Li Jiujin. , Said that he dreamed of a wife.

The officers and soldiers of the 4th company on the mountain were almost bald by the scorching heat wave, not to mention the Japanese soldiers who were still struggling to survive on the hillside and on the mountain road.

Ozawa Risheng's small brain was spinning as fast as his captain of the Dazuo Lian. Although the former army hundreds of meters away was unable to know the situation because of the mountain blocking him, judging from the loud noise from there, They must have also been terribly attacked.It is estimated that there is no hope.

The only one who can save himself now is himself.

But charging is really unrealistic.

Although the Chinese seem to have a very wide front line, there is a submachine gun paired with two shell guns every few tens of meters, plus a light machine gun, raining bullets, and they will not be roasted on the hillside at all. The dying Japanese infantry had a little chance.

The faster Ozawa Risheng's head turned, the more he wanted to cry.

He has an infantry squadron and a train team with nearly 300 people, but the firepower is not as fierce as the Chinese.

In their hands, the 1.7-type rifles with bayonets up to [-] meters in the past seemed to be invincible, and they were as ridiculous as burning fire sticks in front of the submachine guns equipped by the Chinese in large numbers.

In fact, it is better to burn a fire stick.

At least the fire sticks wouldn't hinder them from running.

When the two armies fought hand-to-hand, the 1.7-type rifle over [-] meters was like a spear, but in this mountain forest, it really affected the operation too much.

I just wanted to jump behind the tree to avoid the terrible Chinese bullets, but the gun was too long and was caught by the branch.

On the battlefield, life and death can be decided in an instant.

The Japanese infantry who used to have a good life would never throw away their weapons easily. The two seconds of desperately grabbing him were enough to hit him by all kinds of bullets that swept over him.

But I have to say that the Japanese army is really an opponent that cannot be ignored.

There were flying bullets and grenades that fell from time to time, plus the burning vegetation ignited by Molotov cocktails. Under such harsh conditions, the Japanese army did not collapse.

They are still fighting.

Even many officers and soldiers of the 4th company who had dealt with the Japanese army many times were shocked. If they were allowed to fight on an equal footing, they would probably be the ones who lost!
These Japanese troops were much more difficult than the 18th Division or the [-]th Division they faced.

The 5th Division from North China has almost represented the top combat power of the Japanese army.

Tang Dao and the Independence Camp gnawed on such a hard bone.

(End of this chapter)