Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 90 Return to the Ruins
When Tang Dao was concentrating on a conversation with a veteran in Tantai Mingyue, he quietly left.

The third row and third shift have sneaked out of the warehouse for nearly an hour. They searched for Li Jiujin within a radius of 150 meters of the warehouse and asked Yang Xiaoshan to bring news.

The Japanese army finally died down, and Tang Dao got the reconnaissance report he wanted.

So, he left with his equipment on his back.

The current battlefield situation is that the four-line warehouse is the main defense, and the 36th wing is the main attack, but it has never been said that the strategic initiative must be in the hands of the attacker.

The Japanese wanted to wait for dawn, but Tang Dao obviously didn't think so.

His sleep has been interrupted, and the Japanese don't want to sleep well.

The third class picked up the Tang Dao about 200 meters away from the warehouse, but the Tang Dao was not in a hurry to sneak into the Japanese position, but spent more than half an hour teaching them how to carry the forty long handles they were carrying in the dark. The grenade uses a fishing line smeared with black paint to lay tripping mines in the ruins.

The fishing line was specifically requested by the lieutenant colonel in the telegram from the mysterious boss, and it was naturally the list of requirements listed by Tang Dao.

The mysterious boss can be regarded as a supernatural power, and even the Tang Dao is a bit whimsical, and it is fully configured.

The fishing line dyed black is about 35 centimeters from the ground, not to mention invisible to the uninitiated, and even the perpetrators themselves have to be careful to avoid accidentally touching it.

That thing involved, but at least a grenade that can make people less arms and legs three meters away.

Of course, the unpredictable fishing line is not the most important thing about tripping mines.

However, the variety of positions for placing grenades made Li Jiujin's eyes widen again.

It turns out that grenades can also be played like this!
The so-called tripping thunder, of course, the simplest design is that the traveler hits the fishing line, and the fishing line pulls the pull ring to pull the two or three grenades tied together, and five seconds later, it is a large bomb.

But after all, it is not an instant mine, there is a delay. As long as the Japanese infantry is not born, it belongs to brain hypoxia. If you hear the sound of the lead burning or see the blue smoke, you will jump to avoid it. .

For example, the serial tripping thunder taught by Tang Dao, a grenade may be found in the corner of the wall, but it does not matter, as long as you choose to lie down on the spot instead of running at high speed with short legs, and the other two A grenade slightly buried in mud in a corner in the other direction will kill you.

If you are unfortunate and quick to roll to the corner of the wall, of course, it will directly blow you up without any luck, and if you are stupid, you know that you immediately lie down and hold your head and shout 'Amaterasu' for blessing.
Then congratulations, 'Amaterasu' was really moved to cry by you, no matter whether the grenade is waiting for you on the bright side or in the dark, it really can't kill you.

But, that collapsed brick wall will smash you!Helmets are a good thing, good enough to keep those bricks from breaking your brain, but shit will definitely blow you out.

"Sir, what if the devil just runs forward regardless?"

The signal soldier 'Er Ya', who had to follow the third class to learn reconnaissance techniques, pointed to the core of the problem of the delay of the grenade-like tripping mine.

What greeted him was a row of eyes looking at the old hat.

Under the moonlight, Tang Dao pointed to another fishing line on the road not far away in the shadow of the ruins, and explained to Erya: "If the Japanese army runs hard, what will be the consequences?"

"It will hit that fishing line!" Erya answered honestly.

"And then!" Tang Dao smiled slightly, showing his white teeth.

"He'll keep running!"

"Would he be alone? Or, do you think all of them would run all the way like this? Especially when a grenade goes off."

Erya was stunned, he finally understood at this moment.

The role of these tripping mines does not care about killing a specific target.

A Japanese army frightened by a smoking grenade rampaging like a mad bull is the real nightmare of the Japanese army in this area.

If it is at night, the blue smoke coming out from everywhere can't be seen clearly, and most of the Japanese troops in this area will be sent to hell.But in the daytime, when you look around in panic and find that there are green smoke everywhere, your mentality will explode even more, and falling to the ground is the best choice.

Of course, killing the bastards who are still running wildly with one shot is what a rational commander should do.

In other words, starting from kicking off the first fishing line, no matter what the initiator chooses, under the arrangement of the serial booby traps like Tang Dao, he is basically dead, and he brings his companions by the way.

As for how many people can be killed, it mainly depends on how many Japanese troops have unfortunately entered this area.

This is just a type of Tang Dao's fancy killing. The shrapnel that does not explode with the grenade itself can kill people like the shock wave.

For example, a cluster grenade is buried in a pile of bricks. When the unfortunate Japanese army who broke the fishing line reacts and looks at the pile of bricks emitting blue smoke, you can think about it and imagine it with your own eyes. How would you feel about a pile of bricks that exploded like a fireworks seven meters away?

Absolutely desperate.

The broken bricks that obtain huge kinetic energy from the explosion of explosives are the most deadly. They can accelerate to nearly 89 meters per second in an instant. Not to mention the fragile human body, even a car here will be broken down, which is [-] Type tanks can also show off the strength of their [-]mm steel plate here.

In addition, the cluster grenade was placed in the load-bearing wall of the dilapidated house, and the Japanese army who kicked and broke the fishing line was probably not a big deal, but the Japanese army did not understand what was going on. It will definitely be buried alive by a house that collapses in an instant.

These killing tricks are nothing, no matter what, they have to rely on explosions, which are the most normal methods of death on the battlefield.

The most terrifying thing is the kind of killing device made by Tang Dao.

Watching Tang Dao carefully pour the unknown mixed liquid that he had brought with him into the glass bottle, even veteran oily Li Jiujin couldn't help but be curious.

Of course, subconsciously, the soldiers stayed away from this thing collectively.

After all, it is a strange thing that even a monster like Tang Dao is cautious about.

"Sir, what is this?" Li Jiujin asked for everyone.

"This?" Tang Dao gently shook the unsealed glass bottle in his hand against the moonlight.

The pale yellow liquid in the bottle can smell a strong gasoline smell without sending it to the nose, and it is also mixed with the smell of chemical preparations.

If the soldiers had studied chemistry, they could have called the chemical by its scientific name—sulfuric acid.

Through the glass, you can also see some black particles that have not been melted by gasoline mixed with it, and there is also a semi-solid body formed by something unknown.

As the Tang Dao swayed gently, the half-solidified thing kept twisting and changing in the gasoline, like the colored confetti in a kaleidoscope, raising all kinds of strange shapes.

"The main ingredients of the liquid are gasoline and sulfuric acid, the black particles are raw rubber, and the mushy stuff is magnesium powder and white phosphorus." Tang Dao patiently explained the raw materials of the device he made to a bunch of tycoons.

"Is it an incendiary bomb?" Li Jiujin gasped.

He didn't know the use of other materials, but he knew that gasoline was the main burner.

"Almost." Tang Dao nodded, his eyes extremely cold under the moonlight.

"However, in my hometown, its full name is napalm."

(End of this chapter)