War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 272 The Dawn Behind the War

Two hours ago!

In the tent below the Xifengkou Great Wall, Song Zheyuan suspected that he had heard it wrongly. He turned his head to look at the soldier at the door and asked, "What the hell are you talking to me about?"

"Donkey cart?"

"Is this the big market on the edge of your village, or is this your village temple fair?"

"If I don't kill two people tonight, do you have to find a group of people to come to my tent to roll the dice?"

Yang Jingyu quickly stopped him: "General, General!"

"I asked someone to take good care of the donkey cart..."

As soon as he spoke, Song Zheyuan immediately noticed something and turned his head to ask, "What is it?"

"A new thing that can defeat the Japanese!" Yang Jingyu didn't want to say it, and he shouldn't have said it, but he saw that Song Zheyuan was hesitant about the decisive battle with the 14th Brigade, and the map showed the locations of our troops and the enemy troops. If the 29th Army didn't attack in full force, wouldn't Xu Chaoyang be dead?

That's why he could only say!

"Go, bring it here for me to see."

A moment later, the soldier brought back a pack of explosives.

Just as Yang Jingyu was about to reach out to take it, Song Zheyuan yelled, "Stand there!"

"First, what is this?"

Song Zheyuan pointed at the explosive pack and said, "What's so new about this thing?"

When Song Zheyuan took the pack of dynamite, he found that this thing was similar in weight to a pack of dynamite, but when he applied a little force in his hand, why did it feel soft?
He held it and moved closer to the brazier. For a person like Song Zheyuan, he really dared to do this.

"Don't get close to open flames!" Yang Jingyu quickly reminded: "Commander, this is not a bomb. If it catches fire, we're all finished!"

This is not a bomb, it should be called a napalm bomb.

When Xu Chaoyang asked Yang Jingyu to take Tong Meng and the machine off the car in advance and arranged the machine, Yang Jingyu took Tong Meng to Xifengkou again. On the way, they went into a Henan restaurant. Tong Meng fell in love with a famous dish called "Sanbuzhan" at first sight.

Yang Jingyu knew that this kid was a treasure to both Xu Chaoyang and him, so how could he not be satisfied if he wanted to eat something that didn't touch him?

So I ordered this dish.

But when the dishes came, Tong Meng kept picking at the Sanbuzhan with chopsticks, his eyes wide open.

He remembered the napalm bomb that Xu Chaoyang had discussed with him. When they were discussing it, the biggest problem in research and development was the coagulant. Without the coagulant, the napalm could not be formed, and all the subsequent steps would be in vain.

As the existing conditions were not sufficient for Tong Meng to continue his research, he put the napalm bomb aside. Now, when the non-stick dish was served, Tong Meng stretched out his chopsticks to grab it in order to satisfy his greed. At that moment, the non-stick dish shook, and the coagulant was right in front of him.

"Let's go, Lao Yang!"

Tong Meng didn't want to eat anymore, no matter what, and pulled Lao Yang out of the restaurant.

Why are you pulling Lao Yang?

Old Yang is rich!
The entire battalion’s belongings are all carried on him!
So, the two of them bought gasoline and eggs and headed into the mountains. In order to support Tong Meng's research work, Lao Yang made up his mind and spent a lot of money to buy the secret recipe of Sanbuzhan from that Henan cuisine restaurant.

In addition, they also prepared a series of necessary things such as coal, sawdust, gasoline, etc.

Otherwise, Lao Yang would have come back long ago!

For a few days, Tong Meng didn't eat or drink. He was like a demon, constantly trying and researching...

In the early morning of three days later, Tong Meng stared at a pool of gelatinous substance in front of him like an idiot for an entire hour without moving. Old Yang, who had just woken up, suspected that the boy had exhausted himself to death. When he wanted to go over to check, his shout almost scared Old Yang to death!

"It's done!!!"

“It finally worked!!!!”

Lao Yang hurried over to check it out, and when he got closer he found that the thing was very strange. It was gelatinous and it would bubble up when he picked it up. It was crystal clear and was shaking.

When Lao Yang put it down, Tong Meng, whose hands were frozen, took out a match and lighted it...

call!
Such a tiny thing actually burned into a huge flame, which even singed Tong Meng's hair. The kid's head was full of fire, so Lao Yang knocked him down, pressed his head into the snow pile and beat him.

Fortunately, only a little of Tong Meng's hair was burned by the flames, and his body was not covered with napalm, otherwise he would not have been able to be saved!
"Are you trying to kill yourself?!" When Lao Yang was pulling Tong Meng out of the snow by the fire, he was muttering as if he wasn't there: "How do we get out?"

Before Lao Yang fully understood it, Tong Meng had already started studying the second difficult problem, which was what Xu Chaoyang had mentioned: how to deliver this thing to the battlefield without an airplane to drop it.

Tong Meng was really obsessed with the study of this thing. He sat in the wilderness for a whole day, watching the gradually extinguished flames and the charred traces left by the flames. Lao Yang was hiding in the cave and thinking, if he sat there, wouldn't he be freezing and peeing? But Tong Meng didn't care.

The next day, Lao Yang saw Tong Meng use the method of tying explosive packs to tie a piece of plastic glue into a sack. Then, he directly put down the gasoline barrel and started tinkering with the conscienceless cannon.

"Scholar, it's really hard for us to make this thing, we need help from comrades from other places..."

"Old Yang." Tong Meng didn't even look up at him, let alone listen to what he said, and directly said, "I'm hungry."

"Hey." Old Yang immediately turned around to prepare food, but when he turned around, he asked, "What was I going to say just now?"

Old Yang has completely confused him.

When Lao Yang came back after preparing the food, he saw Tong Meng was about 20 to 30 meters away from the Unscrupulous Cannon. A long fuse was stretched on the ground like a long worm. The moment the boy lit the fuse with a match, the fuse quickly burned to the muzzle - boom!

The detonator pushed the explosive pack out as usual, but the moment it hit the ground and exploded - whoosh!

The wilderness beneath my feet suddenly turned into a sea of fire spreading out in the detonating airflow! ! ! !

The flames were steaming on the ground, sweeping up strings of black smoke, and the speed at which they burned was beyond anyone's expectation.

Hahahahaha...

"Captain, I'm not a scholar!"

"I'm a fucking genius! I'm a genius!!!!" After seeing all this, Tong Meng lay down in the snow and shouted at the sky. He hadn't experienced that kind of joy since he returned to China.

Old Yang threw the basket made of branches in his hand directly to the ground, and the steaming potatoes and sweet potatoes inside rolled all over the ground.

The two old brothers had little salt to eat during these days in the wilderness, but Tong Meng managed to make a napalm bomb under such circumstances!

Just like our military experts who used honey to develop yellow gunpowder at the Huangyadong Arsenal, they all worked day and night under extremely difficult conditions, exhausting themselves and trying every possible way.

"Old Yang!"

"Old Yang!!!"

When Tong Meng saw him, he happily got up from the ground and waved at Lao Yang, then ran over and said, "Lao Yang, did you see it? Did you see it?"

He had already forgotten that he was hungry. He took Lao Yang's hand and said, "Quick, take me to find the battalion commander. I must show off to him. I must show off to him!"

But this time he failed to pull Old Yang. Old Yang looked at Tong Meng with a look of great cherishment. He knew how precious this person was to his side. "Don't worry, there is a battle going on at Xifengkou."

"That's great, I can help the battalion commander fight the Japanese!"

"Tong Meng, you are no longer fit to go to the battlefield."

"What did you say? Who are you looking down on?"

"That's not what I meant. You are much more useful than us. You can't sacrifice yourself on the battlefield. Even if we are all dead, you can't go to the battlefield again."

"You are the light behind our victory in every battle."

　There's a book written about how to make 'napalm' out of eggs, but the author was invited to tea, so, uh, everyone knows.

　　What happened to the monthly tickets? What happened? It’s the end of the month! Where did you get the monthly tickets?
　　Do you really have to work 12,000 yuan every day until the end?
　　Come on, come on, come on, do you think I'm a coward?

　　……

　　Love you guys, thank you for all the monthly tickets, thank you for your kindness, I will always remember it and I am flattered.

　　Thank you!

　　Goodbye!

　　……

　　I bow nine times to thank God for his grace!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)