my bright sword career

Chapter 235 There Will Be

As Huang Kebiao's voice fell, more than a dozen Bo-2 planes were separated from the fleet, and flew over in the direction indicated by Li Yunlong, and soon found the target.

"Boom...boom..."

Soon, a series of explosions sounded in the distance, accompanied by the sound of sporadic anti-aircraft machine guns.

About five or six minutes later, Huang Kebiao's voice rang again: "Commander Li, our department found an artillery position of the Japanese army in the direction you indicated. There were 6 artillery pieces in total. Minutes of residence time, is there anything else you need us to do?"

"Seven minutes?"

Li Yunlong muttered, seemingly a little dissatisfied, "Damn it, the stay time of these gadgets is too short, can't they stop for a few more hours and leave after dark?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone slapped his arm again, and he saw Zhao Gang staring at him: "Lao Li, what are you talking about, do you think this plane can stop and fly when it wants to, and it can fly at will. It can be parked on top of your head for ten days and half a month, people have already said, you still have 15 minutes, if you don’t make a request, they will leave.”

Li Yunlong became anxious when he heard this, and observed the Japanese army's position, and found that the Japanese army, who had turned into embarrassment and became angry, began to gather formations and prepare to attack them again.

He hurriedly shouted into the microphone: "Brother, don't rush away, so... can you try to inflict as much damage on the little devils as possible, and at the same time temporarily block them from attacking us, so that we can breathe a sigh of relief? "

Zhao Gang covered his eyes at the side, and Monk Wei's mouth twitched a few times not far away, and his shoulders shook violently.

A chuckle sounded from the microphone: "No problem, just watch it, Commander Li."

As the sound fell, I saw six planes leaving the fleet and swooping down towards the gathering place of the Japanese army opposite the ground position. Two cylindrical things dragged the sound of "chirp, chirp...", and fell towards the ground one by one from a height of a thousand meters.

When there were hundreds of meters away from the ground, the six projectiles suddenly made a muffled "bang". Under the detonation of the timing fuze, the outside of the iron shell was exploded, and each projectile was suddenly split into 36 more pieces. The small bombs scatter in all directions like celestial maidens scattering flowers.

In just a few seconds, these bombs fell on the ground and exploded with muffled noises one after another. However, unlike traditional high-explosive bombs, these bombs did not make a loud noise when they exploded, even just a weird hiss. , hiss.

Oddly enough, though, there was some paste-like stuff splattering around like rain.

This scene not only baffled the Japanese army, but also made the soldiers of the Independence Regiment a little confused.

"Regimental Commander... these bombs are too bad, why didn't they explode?" Monk Wei, who poked his head out to watch on the battlefield, said something inexplicably.

Li Yunlong was also baffled, turned his head to look at Zhao Gang, and Zhao Gang also frowned thickly, and all the people in the group were baffled,

However, this doubt didn't last long, as if it was an appointment, clusters of flames burst out suddenly, and then those paste-like objects that were thrown around instantly turned into fire dragons.

It turned out that the six Bo-2 planes dropped not ordinary high-explosive bombs. This kind of bomb has a frightening name in later generations...cluster napalm bomb.

Groups of ignited napalm fell on the Japanese soldiers who were evading around like heavenly maidens, and there were bursts of miserable screams from the Japanese positions.

The napalm splashed on the Japanese soldiers was like lard paste, viscous and resistant to burning. The people who were hit wanted to slap the oil on their bodies with their hands, but the more they slapped, the bigger the fire, and their hands followed suit. It burned up.Some people who couldn't bear the pain tried to roll on the ground to put out the fire, but they got burned all over their bodies.

On the battlefield, you can see Pyroman screaming in the flames everywhere, screaming like he is in hell, struggling with his last bit of strength to relieve the pain, but in the end he throws the burning oil on his body together with the human oil. To other soldiers around, so that there are more and more firemen around.

The soldiers of the independent regiment who saw this scene clearly were all dumbfounded. Many soldiers of the independent regiment had dealt with the Japanese army for several years, and it was the first time they saw such cruel weapons.

Even Li Yunlong, a veteran who is used to watching life and death, swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder: "Old Zhao, you know what this is, it's too evil, and the Fire Dragon King is not like that." Amazing?"

Zhao Gang took a deep breath, thought for a while, and said, "When I was in college, I heard that foreign countries were researching a kind of incendiary bomb, which was mixed with gasoline and rubber. After the body is burnt, it is difficult to be extinguished, even if it is water, it will not stop burning until the person is burned into coke, I am afraid this is what we are talking about.”

In fact, let alone Li Yunlong, even Monk Wei, who has always been generous and self-proclaimed that he is used to seeing life and death, turned pale when he saw those lying on the ground in the distance in front of him, rolling desperately. The deafening and mournful roar of the Japanese soldiers made anyone shudder.

"Leader...Leader..." A timid voice sounded beside Li Yunlong.

When Li Yunlong turned his head, he saw a communication soldier with a pale complexion standing next to him, holding a microphone in his hand, "Regimental Commander... the chief in the sky wants to talk to you."

Li Yunlong picked up the microphone and was about to speak, but he didn't know how to speak when the words came to his lips. The scene in front of him was really a test of nerves.

After a long time, he calmed down and took a deep breath, "Brother Huang, those bombs you dropped were really...too powerful. I thank you on behalf of the independent group."

"I don't need to say thank you. Our officer said that we are all friendly troops, and we should help each other. Commander Li, our mission has been completed... we will return to the voyage, goodbye!"

"Brother Huang, thank you, Captain Gao, for me. Tell him that I will visit him in person someday to thank him!"

"Okay, I will definitely tell the group seat."

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

The fleet came and went quickly, and amidst the roar, the fleet quickly disappeared from sight.

Turning his reluctant eyes away from the aircraft group, Li Yunlong sighed softly: "Brother Gao is so powerful that he even has aircraft. It's just a pity. It would be great if our Eighth Route Army also had aircraft."

Zhao Gang said: "There will be, I believe that in the near future, we will definitely have our own plane!"

(End of this chapter)