Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 375

With a "boom", Xichuan Shaye felt a shock from the tank.

At the beginning, Xichuan Shaye was nervous for a while, but after looking at it, Xichuan Shaye found that no one was injured in the tank, and immediately became happy again: "The sandbags have worked, and the Eighth Route Army has nothing to do with us!"

But the driver answered loudly in a cold sweat: "Second Lieutenant, the Eighth Route Army may be attacking the tracks of the tank!"

The driver said this because he saw a stream of smoke pointing directly at the bottom of the tank. Judging from its wake and explosion site, the "jet bomb" probably hit the track.

Hearing this, Xichuan Shaye, who was still excited just now, became nervous again.

"These bastards!" Xichuan Shaye cursed, and immediately manipulated the turret in his hand to push the rear machine gun side by side.

Xichuan Shaye knew that once the tracks of the chariot were broken and unable to move, the enemy would approach from the dead angle of firepower, and the only thing that could make up for this dead angle was the rear-firing machine gun.

As expected, several Eighth Route Army soldiers appeared in his field of vision immediately, and Xichuan Shaye pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Da da da" a gunshot, several soldiers were immediately knocked down in a pool of blood.

Xichuan Shaye turned the turret again. When he turned his shoulder to the machine gun and looked at the perforation to shoot, he was surprised to find that the enemy was throwing a burning bottle at this side.

Before Xichuan Sanye could pull the trigger, the bottle shattered with a "pop", and the perforation was immediately blocked by hot flames. Head down.

Then Xichuan Shaye laughed: "These guys, they thought they could burn the chariot..."

But Xichuan Shaye soon stopped laughing, because he felt that the temperature in the tank compartment rose a little quickly. After a while, the tank armor above his head was also burned red, and then a drop of molten iron dropped.

"What?" Xichuan Shaye exclaimed, "It can..."

Xichuan Shaye never expected that the flame could burn through the armor of the tank.

It can only be said that Xichuan Shaye underestimated napalm. Once the napalm added with cycloalkane, magnesium, and aluminum powder is ignited, it can climb to a high temperature of more than 1000 degrees and nearly 95 degrees in a short time, far exceeding the melting point of steel. The top armor of the Type 6 tank is only [-]MM, which is a thin layer of iron, and it is only a matter of time before it is burned through.

What's more serious is not this, Nishikawa Sano immediately found that the flames had slowly seeped in from the outside...there are many gaps in the seams of the tank, and napalm is a liquid, and it will seep through the gaps everywhere.

Xichuan Shaye was shocked, and hurriedly called out, "Get out!"

Then, regardless of the hot temperature of the hatch cover, he suddenly lifted it and was about to climb out.

Suddenly another Molotov cocktail was thrown in, and immediately the inside of the tank was filled with hot flames. Xichuan Sanye struggled to get out of the cabin in extreme pain.

Because he believed that the only way to survive was to climb out of the cabin, he could roll on the ground to extinguish the flames.

Wang Xuexin admired the devil commander's will to survive.

It is definitely not an ordinary person who can insist on climbing out of the tank cabin under such circumstances. At this time, ordinary people are only left with instinctive struggles and hysterical screams, but he can still hold back the pain and climb out of the tank, jumping to the ground and rolling .

But all his efforts are destined to be in vain... Napalm is different from ordinary gasoline, this viscous liquid will only spread evenly during rolling, and burn more and more vigorously until it is exhausted.

But the devil didn't know this, or he couldn't think at this time, he just rolled on the ground and let out a shrill cry.

Finally, he didn't move on the ground anymore, his whole body was like a dead and charred tree trunk, the roasted flesh all over his body was emitting green smoke in the cold air, his fingers were deeply dug into the soil like tree roots , Two fingers were even broken on the outside and slightly raised, exposing a small piece of white bone inside.

At that moment, the soldiers were silent for a while. They seemed to feel the pain of the devil before he died, and they were a little frightened.

Then with a "boom", the ammunition inside the tank was ignited and exploded. In an instant, the turret was overturned and flew into the air before falling to an open space more than ten meters away. Angled on the ground.

Another tank was also hit by a Molotov cocktail, and the tank driver was shot dead by the soldiers just as he was about to climb out... Maybe this is a better way to die.

The crew of the Devils tank knew that there was no hope of survival, or they didn't want to be burned to death, so they simply detonated a grenade in the tank and committed suicide.

Even the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army felt chills down their spines watching this scene.

It's not that they can't bear to kill devils, but this kind of death is so cruel that people can't look directly at it. The wailing like a beast is almost not a sound that humans can make. adapt.

After the war, when some soldiers discussed the Molotov cocktail, they said with lingering fear: "Zhuge Liang burned the rattan armor soldier and lost his lifespan. Let's use this Molotov cocktail..."

This happened to be heard by Li Yunlong, and he went up to cover his head and gave those soldiers a head-on: "Fucking life-saving fart! Devils are still using gasoline to burn fellow villagers, why didn't you see them shortening their lives? If you can lose your life by beating devils, take all my life, and change as many devils as you can!"

Although the Eighth Route Army does not believe in ghosts and gods, but the feudal remnants have not been eradicated, the soldiers are inevitably suspicious. If this rumor spreads, it may affect their combat effectiveness.

Li Yunlong's roar just stopped this unhealthy trend.

The soldiers felt right after thinking about it. The devils did a lot of bad things with gasoline and flame-throwing guns, not to mention this, they even used poison gas.

If we feel sorry for using Molotov cocktails, it would be a woman's kindness.

Without this psychological burden, you can be as ruthless as you want on the battlefield, as long as you can beat devils.

Wang Xuexin had already been mentally prepared for this, so he didn't have so many thoughts. He just ordered coldly: "Incendiary bombs are useful, bazooka shooters prepare incendiary bombs!"

Zhao Gang has been observing the battle situation with a telescope from a high place all the time. Seeing Wang Xuexin's performance, he turned his head and praised Li Yunlong: "Lao Li, this little Northeast is getting more and more mature! This battle was fought cleanly, and it took only a few minutes. It’s not easy to complete the mission and find the enemy’s weakness immediately in response to the changes of the Devil Tank.”

Li Yunlong just smiled.

Zhao Gang is a layman in war, what he sees is only the surface.

Li Yunlong knew in his heart that Xiaodongbei was more powerful because he understood his meaning in such a short period of time. Using a platoon to fight the devils and then the command vehicle first prevented the enemy from passing the information to the main force in a timely and accurate manner.

This will mislead the main force of the devils, thinking that the front is just a guerrilla unit of the Eighth Route Army.

(End of this chapter)