afterglow

Chapter 34

The twelve smoke bombs that fell released a large amount of smoke with extremely high efficiency. Immediately, a round of explosive bombs flew over and exploded.

The soldiers of Company A and Company C were confused for a while, lying on the ground at a loss, and the officers were also a little puzzled, but they didn't know that they had completely stepped into hell at this moment.

Then, three rounds and twelve fever bombs fell, evenly covering the entire area where they were, and twelve dazzling high-temperature ignition points were instantly generated.

The new 80mm incendiary bomb is different from the white phosphorus incendiary bomb. Its warhead is actually thermite—composed of aluminum powder, magnesium powder, ferric oxide, potassium chlorate and other components.

The high temperature of more than 2000 degrees ignited the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees at once, and in a blink of an eye, the raging fire began to spread to the surrounding area.

If human nature is not considered, Zhou Changfeng's plan is extremely scientific from a rational point of view.

The complex terrain represented by jungles and woods can make the effect of smoke bombs to a higher level, because shrubs and branches and leaves can break up and mix multiple smoke clusters together.

It just so happens that there is a breeze today, and the Assam area is relatively hot and humid. The effect of the red phosphorus smoke bomb has almost been brought into play to the theoretical limit.

【随着空气湿度增加，红磷、白磷发烟弹的效率呈线性增加，10%湿度为350%效率、40%湿度为410%效率、70%湿度为500%效率。】

"Why did they only fire the grenade once?"

"Was it a flare that just fell? So shiny?"

"Lieutenant, report casualties!"

While the lying down soldiers were still wondering why the Ming army only fired one round of bombs, a sergeant with keen insight had already realized the seriousness of the problem—it was shining brightly because it was thermite !
"Fools, run!"

More than ten seconds have passed at this moment, and the gradually spreading red phosphorus smoke has reduced visibility to less than [-] meters. Realizing that the situation is not good, the British and Indian troops in the woods are now completely panicked.

Surrounded by panicked companions, everyone's faces were full of panic.

The Ming army in the urban area did not forget to take the opportunity to add insult to injury, and machine guns and rifles fired one after another—it didn't matter whether they hit or not, what they wanted was to scare people.

The British and Indian soldiers who couldn't figure out the direction were scattered and fled in the woods. Some people accidentally stepped on a landmine and were directly blown to the ground, which further aggravated the chaos.

The fire was gradually rising, and the billowing black smoke made the already smoky forest even worse!

The woods are burning, the smoke is spreading, the bullets are whistling, the wounded are screaming, soldiers are asking for help, and officers are shouting. The officers can't find soldiers, and the soldiers can't find officers.

Even though they were thousands of meters away, the heart-piercing screams could still be heard clearly, and bursts of burnt smell wafted along with the wind, making people unstoppably sick.

Because of the smog, Zhou Changfeng couldn't see the situation in the woods clearly even through the artillery mirror, but he felt that the scene there at the moment should be creepy.

The officers and soldiers who witnessed this passage couldn't help being speechless. It's really hard to imagine that this suave-looking officer who has nothing to do with cruelty could come up with such a terrifying method.

After a while, some lucky survivors escaped from the woods one after another. Most of them ran around in the smoky woods like headless chickens, and were finally knocked down by the thick smoke or burned to death. .

Those enemy troops who had escaped by chance were running faster than rabbits at this moment, they had already thrown away their weapons, and just rushed out regardless.

"Look, people can always explode their potential in a desperate situation. Their speed is much faster than when they charge." Zhou Changfeng said to a lieutenant next to him with a smile.

At the moment, the latter only felt that his smile was extraordinarily creepy. No wonder Fan Wenhai, the former machine gun captain, called this plan "crazy" and "extremely ruthless".

Seeing the lieutenant's strange expression, Zhou Changfeng yawned, and said nonchalantly, "I am in awe of war but should not reject reasonable means of killing the enemy. The principle I follow is to do everything possible to preserve myself and destroy the enemy without violating the law."

The burnt smell brought by the breeze became more intense. The lieutenant sniffled and said hesitantly, "Sir...sir, is this a bit too violent..."

"War does not believe in mercy. Save your mercy to the enemy who surrenders. Before he lays down his arms, he must be ruthless."

"Yes."

Zhou Changfeng with a calm expression took out a new roll of bandages, pointed to the north, and said with a slight smile: "Twelve smoke bombs, four anti-explosive bombs, and twelve fever bombs, if you spend a total of more than 900 yuan, half of them will be reimbursed." A battalion, I call it efficient."

A military medical second lieutenant recorded several images just now with a small camera that he carried with him. This kind of portable camera uses 8mm film, and the image quality is not as good as the 35mm film commonly used for filming.

He felt that it would be a pity if such a grand and violent scene was not recorded.

In the end, only one hundred and one of the 290 people from the two companies in the Natipur camp escaped?Moreover, most of them lost their guns in such despair; Major Wright, the deputy battalion commander who personally led the team, was not spared and was buried in the flames.

Listening to the terrified survivors describe the scene just now, the rest of Wilson's task force could only shudder.

Major Sampson said dumbfounded, "Are we fighting the devil?"

At the same time, on the front of Heights Zero...

The Raigal Battalion and the Hyderabad Battalion had three waves of large-scale assaults, and now they have come to the second wave, and each wave launched an attack with two or three echelons.

Looking from the position, the vast open field ahead is densely packed with incoming enemies.

But the density is just an illusion. In fact, each of them is at least five or six meters apart; while the front and rear echelons are about 200 meters apart.

Without the support of the battalion artillery platoon, the team fighting alone here cannot stop the enemy's follow-up, so after repelling the entire previous wave, it is now rushed by the second wave of enemy troops up the hill.

An enemy infantryman with a bayonet-tipped rifle emerged from the position and jumped into cover one after another.

Liu Qidong waved his hand and shouted, "Reserve team, come on!"

The battle entered a fierce stage in the blink of an eye, and the soldiers on both sides fought desperately at a very close distance, almost face-to-face.

In the "bang bang bang" gunshots, the enemy and our armies are desperately shooting at each other, and now they only follow a simple and cruel rule-if you don't kill the opponent, then you will be the last one to die!

In addition to the sound of guns and artillery, the shouts and abuse of soldiers on both sides filled the entire position.

After an Indian-Du soldier shot down the Ming army soldier who was reloading in front of him, he was thrown to the ground by another person who rushed out beside him. The engineer shovel reflected the setting sun and swung down fiercely, almost cutting off half of it. The arterial blood spurting out of the neck is like a small fountain.

In just one minute, the corpses of soldiers from the enemy and our armies were scattered all over the entire position.

The reserve teams of the two squads arrived from the second-line position. They threw a round of grenades together, then fired a few shots, and then launched a hand-to-hand charge with rifles in hand.

The slender sword-shaped bayonet pierced the body, and after it was pulled out, the blood-stained metal blade showed a bewitching red under the afterglow of the evening light.

The first batch of British and Indian troops who charged up were almost wiped out, and the red-eyed soldiers of the Ming army even started to countercharge downwards!

Faced with this situation, the fighting spirit of the British and Indian troops who arrived later disappeared without a trace, and the two platoons of the third echelon of the second wave retreated like a tide.

(End of this chapter)