I rise from the sword

Chapter 204 The Molotov cocktail made meritorious service and retreated to the Japanese army!

Gasoline is flammable and explosive!

As several incendiary bottles shattered one after another, the entire tank was engulfed in raging fire in the blink of an eye.

The violent combustion of gasoline quickly produces a large amount of heat energy.

The steel shell of the tank is an excellent heat conductor.

Thus, in less than half a minute, the temperature in the tank compartment began to rise sharply.

"Baga! What's going on, it's so hot, so hot!"

The devil tank soldiers in the carriage immediately screamed.

However, what is more deadly than the high temperature is the suffocation caused by the rapid consumption of oxygen!
Because the tank processing industry during World War II was relatively rough, the gaps between the sheet metals were very large.

Even the first-generation tanks made by the British during World War I didn't even have a complete defensive shell, just two tracks, which looked similar to mountain bikes.

Although the manufacturing industry of tanks during World War II has improved a lot compared to World War I, it still cannot be compared with modern tanks.

You know, there are amphibious tanks in modern times. If there is a gap between the sheet metal, you don't need the enemy to do it, and you will be drowned in it.

Gasoline is a liquid that penetrates almost everywhere.

Soon, a large amount of gasoline flowed through the gap into the tank compartment of the little devil, and the tank was immersed in raging fire.

As a result, the oxygen in the car was exhausted quickly, so that the devil tank soldiers inside had no time to escape, and they turned into burning men one by one!

In less than a moment, the entire tank turned into a wreck!
Along with this tank, there were also a few devil tank soldiers in the car!
"Brothers, keep dropping bombs!"

"Hurry up!--"

Seeing that the Molotov cocktail can indeed effectively kill the little devil's tank, it is even more direct and degassing than the explosive kit.

The rest of the Eighth Route Army soldiers accelerated their throwing speed one after another.

"Clap!"

"Crack, crack, crack!..."

Although most of the Molotov cocktails hit the ground, quite a few hit the Imp's tank.

In just a few minutes, the remaining 14 tanks and armored vehicles were all engulfed in flames.

Also, those crooked Molotov cocktails are not useless.

The raging flames they ignited also blocked the advance of the devil infantry!
……

"Baga! What kind of weapons are these damn Chinese people using?"

On the sounding balloon in the rear, the brigade commander Okazaki Kiyosaburo of the Japanese Fourth Brigade witnessed all this with his own eyes, watching his own tanks and armored vehicles being burned one after another.

The old devil was so angry that his facial muscles trembled violently, his face was ferocious like a devil.

"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander...the Chinese people are throwing Molotov cocktails..."

The Chief of Staff Katsuo Matsumoto next to him explained weakly.

"Molotov cocktail? Damn it!"

Okazaki Kiyosaburo said angrily: "These Chinese people actually made Molotov cocktails, so why didn't they put them into use before, and sent death squads to blow them up?"

Katsuo Matsumoto lowered his head and said, "I don't even know about this..."

Okazaki Kiyosaburo had a gloomy face and said nothing more.

At this time, the frontline offensive cluster was less than [-] meters away from the independent regiment's position, so the old devil didn't intend to stop there.

However, without the cover and guidance of tanks and armored vehicles, this short distance of less than 100 meters has become an insurmountable gap for little devils.

"Hit! Give me a hard hit! Fuck these bastards to death!"

With an order, Li Yunlong immediately pulled the trigger as quickly as possible.

Hearing a few gunshots of 'pa pa pa pa', a devil second lieutenant fell to the ground a hundred meters away in front of him.

"Little devil, I'm fucking your ancestor!"

Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, also roared angrily, straightened up from the trench, grabbed the Czech light machine gun in his hand, and shot it with a long shot.

"Da da da, ta da da da!——"

The dense rain of bullets poured out in a fan-like pattern as his arms swung.

Fifty meters ahead, the devils who were squatting on the ground and raising their guns to shoot were immediately pierced through their bodies and fell to the ground in convulsions one after another.

The next moment, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who had been beaten up by the Devil tanks and the truck-mounted heavy machine guns, stood up from the trenches one after another.

While roaring angrily, he kept pulling the trigger.

In an instant, all kinds of firearms fired at the same time.

"Tut, chug, chug, chug!—"

"Crack, clap clap clap!—"

Dense bullets poured down like a gust of wind to cover the past.

"Uh, uh, uh..."

The devils who lost the cover of the tank fell down screaming in pieces like a leek being cut by a knife.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of devil soldiers who attacked fell down.

Seeing that the firepower of the Eighth Route Army became more and more fierce, the remaining little devils finally gave up, and before the commander behind them gave an order, they all turned around and ran like bereaved dogs.

There is no way, although the designation of the third infantry regiment has not changed.

However, everything from soldiers to officers has changed, and it is no longer the original Sakata United.

These devils were all freshly recruited from the reserves, so they naturally didn't have the fearless fighting spirit of the devil veterans.

……

5 kilometers behind.

On the sounding balloon.

It was seen that the attacking troops were beaten back again, and all the tanks and armored vehicles of the entire tank brigade had been destroyed.

The brigade commander of the [-]th Brigade of the Japanese Army, Kiyosaburo Okazaki, had his face distorted to the extreme, just like his wife stealing someone and his parents dead, as ugly as he could be.

At the same time, I was also a little anxious.

Looking at the time, the pointer has already pointed to 5:[-], and the sky will be dark in one hour.

Obviously it was too late to launch the next round of attack.

Otherwise, without the cover of the plane and the precise guidance of the artillery fire, if you want to attack Jiaocheng Mountain again, it is tantamount to seeking your own death.

In the end, although Okazaki Kiyosaburo gritted his teeth angrily, he could only accept today's failure.

Let's talk about it tomorrow.

……

The forward position of the Eighth Route Army.

Seeing the devil's attacking troops retreating like bereaved dogs, Li Yunlong did not give an order to pursue them.

Instead, he ordered the troops to retreat along the traffic trench to the rear.

Sure enough, almost as soon as they left, the devil's retaliatory artillery fire covered them viciously.

Coupled with the bombing of the Devil's plane, the entire forward position was immediately blown into a sea of ​​flames.

Fortunately, due to the cover of smoke bombs.

The Devils Air Force did not notice their retreat, so they did not extend their firepower.

As a result, although the devil's retaliatory bombing looked extremely terrifying, it did not cause any casualties to the independent regiment.

Just blow up all the fortifications on the forward position...

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(End of this chapter)