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Chapter 880 Hellfire Vodka (Second update, please subscribe)
Wine barrels!

Wine barrels fell from the sky one by one!

Not to mention that Osman Nuri and his subordinates above the fortress were dumbfounded, even the Turkish observers on the ground were dumbfounded when the wine barrels roared towards them. They almost looked at each other helplessly. The "barrel" fell from the sky.

"Damn it, those guys drank too much! They actually threw the barrel down!"

On the Russian positions in the distance, all Russian officers and soldiers looked at the wine barrels falling from the sky with envious eyes... Russians are all born alcoholics.

"Yeah, how could they throw the barrel down? God, I haven't had vodka in days, they must have had too much..."

Amidst the complaints of the Russian infantry, the wine barrel fell from the sky and hit the ground hard. It did not shatter immediately. The wooden barrel made of Caucasus pine was fixed by iron hoops. At the moment of landing, it not only did not Even with the help of iron hoops, with the help of the elasticity of the wood, it bounced fifteen to six meters into the air before disintegrating in the air. At the moment of shattering, the black viscous waste oil was like a waterfall The same spread out, and the white phosphorus that touched the air at the moment it spread out burned and ignited it, and the waterfall instantly became a "fire blanket" and fell suddenly, covering the Turks' trenches and fortifications in this "fire blanket". fire blanket".

This is not a "fire blanket", but hundreds of "fire blankets". Oil drums fall one by one, bounce off, shatter and burn in the air. The burning "fire blanket" is like the "fire blanket" in the Arabian Nights. Like a "flying carpet", it moves. Under the action of gravity, it flows into the trenches, and the trenches flow into the fortification bunkers. Those Turkish soldiers hiding in the fortifications to avoid the bombing are screaming in horror Then, when they tried to put out the fire, the burning oil was thrown everywhere, and many Turks were covered with fire lumps, and the sticky waste oil was like ointment, sticking to their bodies, just I can't shake it off anymore.

All of a sudden, in the trenches, there were screaming and crying firemen everywhere in the sea of ​​fire. The cries of those firemen, the raging fire was burning near the trenches, and the more deadly was the smoke, blown by the wind. Under the influence of fire, the trench became a flue, and the smoke generated when the waste oil was burned was poured into the anti-gun bunkers along the trench. Compared with fire, the choking smoke is more deadly.

Moreover, the waste oil contains a lot of asphalt, and the poisonous gas it produces when it is burned is also fatal. In the toxic smoke, those Turkish soldiers in the fortifications seemed to be taking a "Turkish sauna". It's just that this sauna is poisonous, and the black poisonous smoke made them breathless. Thousands of Turkish soldiers fell into a coma without even rushing out. The outside is either a burning sea or thick black smoke. They want to run out of the trench, but the two and a half meters deep trench cannot climb out without a ladder. They can only despair in the toxic smoke like a flue Struggling and crying.

"My God, this... what is this..."

The "fine wine" that fell from the sky turned into "fire blankets", and then the fire blankets flowed into the trenches like a waterfall, covering everything on the ground in a sea of ​​flames. Facing such a terrifying scene, those The Russians were dumbfounded. You know, a few seconds ago, they wished that those wine barrels would hit them.

But now?
What kind of wine barrel is there? It is clearly "the devil's wine"!
"Ulla...Ula..."

For a while, on the Russian positions, there was cheering everywhere, and when they were cheering, they were yelling there again.

"Let the bloody Turks taste Russian vodka!"

"Haha, Russia's vodka, Halla Shao..."

"Vodka, Shao Hara!"

Amid the cheers, the Russian army began to attack. Unlike the previous two large-scale attacks, this time only thousands of Russian troops launched the attack. When they attacked, the fire of the "Eagle Fort" was still burning, and the sky was full of fire. The airships were still dropping oil barrels, and the entire "Eagle Fort" was shrouded in red flames and billowing black smoke.

How many people are left there?

Osman Nuri stared at "Eagle Fort" with wide eyes, his eyes looked a little ferocious, and he roared again.

"Have you contacted Dudayev?"

"There has been no reply to the telegram..."

There are only two possibilities for no reply, one is that the telegraph line has been blown, and the other is that everyone is dead, dying in the fire.

"Damn it, what weapon are they using? Is it an incendiary bomb? Is there such a thing?"

Osman Nuri complained loudly, he simply didn't know how to describe his current mood, was it despair or panic?

Even if he had the consciousness of mortal danger and wanted to fight on, the way the Russians played was completely beyond his expectations.

"Pasha, the stronghold near the Eagle Fort sent a telegram saying that there are gunfire and gunshots coming from the Eagle Fort, but... very few."

Compared with the previous resistance, the resistance of Eagle Fort in the fire was almost nothing to mention, and it could even be said to be negligible. After all, many people were either burned to death or choked to death by the smoke.

Almost half an hour later, the Russian tricolor flag was flying over the "Eagle Fort", and the Russian soldiers shouted loudly despite the poisonous smoke that filled the place.

"Ulla, Ulla..."

In the sound of "Ulla" that was higher than the waves, more Russian soldiers shouted there.

"Russia, vodka!"

"Russia, vodka!"

"Russia, vodka!"

……

Why they shouted so, of course, was not asking the tsar for vodka, but because in their view, it was the barrels that fell from the sky that helped them win the battle, at a negligible cost.

"What, so fast!"

As the Tsar, Alexander II, when he received a report from the front line in his headquarters, he simply couldn't believe his ears, and even confirmed it again before he believed it was true.

The reason why he came to the front line of Pleven by car was to personally supervise the battle, because Russia did not have much time to waste here.

But now?
He finds that there seems to be no need to stay here anymore, because Russian vodka conquers all!
"Haha, Major Li!"

Alexander II hugged Li Bin in his arms and said with some excitement.

"Thank you, Major, with "Russian Vodka" we can surely win this war..."

what?
What is "Russian Vodka"?At this moment, Li Bin couldn't help being a little dazed, but in an instant, he came back to his senses and added.

"Your Majesty, since this is the case, then we should mobilize all the airships and throw more oil down..."

"What oil, where is the oil? It's vodka! That Russian gift to those heretics."

Tsar Alexander III said proudly there.

"We're going to throw all those heretics into hell, and purify their souls with the flames of hell."

(End of this chapter)