War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 371: The fight was just a leisurely stroll! (Thanks to 'Pima Pingchuan' for the reward)
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White smoke continued to rise on the battlefield. When more than fifty smoke bombs were deployed, a row of trucks had been completely hidden in the smoke in front of the train's machine guns.

Smoke bombs are things like smoke in a range of several meters x several meters. The smoke does not refer to a square, but to the approximate distance after it dissipates. The basic concept is to confuse the audience.

"Keep going, move forward, make the sound of machine guns heard, and make those guys on the train panic. Do it the same way you train them. Move!"

Xu Chaoyang took out a cigarette box from the back of the truck, took a cigarette out of the box, and before he could pat his pocket for a light, a match held in his hand was handed to him.

He took two puffs towards the fire, lit the cigarette, and looked up again, only to find that it was Qu Yongshi...

"How come you have learned to flatter?" Xu Chaoyang almost laughed out loud. Qu Yong was standing next to him with a smile on his face, shaking the matches in his hand. What a despicable character he had.

"Brother, what should we do now that we are done?"

Qu Yongke has never thought about learning how to fight, what happened?
Xu Chaoyang looked at him in confusion, but the soldiers next to him were not so leisurely. They crawled forward at the edge of the smoke, and after crawling forward for a distance, they lit the smoke bomb and threw it out again.

Bah! ! !
On the battlefield, a billowing smoke was constantly extending forward, as if a painting of raging waves in the sea was placed upside down, with waves rising in the opposite direction.

"I can't always be by your side... protecting you all the time... that's meaningless..."

Xu Chaoyang wanted to kick him at that time!
Who can stay by his side?

Doesn’t he know what Qu Yong is thinking?

This is like being restricted by someone else's presence. If you don't let him go, he will feel uncomfortable and annoyed.

"Listen, stay in the guard platoon honestly..."

"Captain!"

Mancangzi rushed over and said solemnly, "The smoke is halfway through."

Xu Chaoyang then took a look at the battlefield, which was filled with white smoke and the train in front could no longer be seen. He then asked, "How many smoke bombs do we have left?"

"There are less than a hundred left. Not many of these things have been produced. If it weren't for Lao Yang's reminder, we wouldn't have thought of taking them out..."

"All left."

"What?"

Mancangzi began to feel distressed: "You won't leave any?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Just do it if I tell you to. As long as there's no gunshot in the train, just put the cigarette in Duan Chunze's face..."

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

The muzzle of the gun in the train suddenly sounded as if it was in sync with Xu Chaoyang's thoughts. He used this move to directly hit the other party's heart.

Ding, ding, ding, ding!

The smoke could block the vision but could not block the bullets. When the truck was hit by bullets and sparks kept coming out, Xu Chaoyang and other experienced men were not in a hurry at all. Just like people from the northwest at lunch time, they pulled up their trouser legs with their hands and squatted steadily behind the car.

"Did you hear that? You're starting to panic now!"

"Order the troops to increase the density of the smoke on top of the existing smoke."

Qu Yong winked at the person beside him, and Shen Guaizi, who had long since stopped limping, took a step forward and walked out. The way he walked... it was too much to bear to look at. He was clearly walking forward, but he was swaying from side to side. He clearly didn't have much muscle on his body, but he had to hold up his arms, as if he would be unpresentable if he didn't walk like that.

After seeing this scene, Xu Chaoyang finally understood why the big brother from Northeast China tilted his head when he put the bag on. It seems that this is destined.

But even this person, who was so annoying even in such a corridor, dared to walk into the smoke amidst the hail of bullets, and only lay down and crawled forward when he reached the edge of the smoke!
"Mancangzi, get ready."

"OK."

Man Guangzhi was different from them. He valued his life very much. He lowered his body, crouched, took a taxi and walked out, and asked his artillerymen to carry the ammunition boxes and the incendiary grenade launchers into the smoke. "Where did you say it was?" Xu Chaoyang looked at Qu Yong.

Qu Yong rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, just now you said you would find a chance to let me go out and exercise..."

"Fuck you!" Xu Chaoyang slapped Qu Yong on the shoulder. Qu Yong sat down on the ground and said, "Why are you hitting me again?"

"Old Yang has already said that we don't fight for money in the army!" That would be unfair to the child...

"You fucking ..." Xu Chaoyang was stunned by Qu Yong's laughter. You really have no idea what to do with him.

On the battlefield, five meters behind the thick smoke were the half-crouching figures of the artillery platoon. The larger-caliber incendiary grenade launchers and incendiary bombs shaped like artillery shells, which were developed with inspiration from grenade launchers, were ready. This stuff was indeed not as big as the ones dropped from American planes, and it did not burn as thoroughly, but after being modified by Mr. Xiong, it was very easy to carry, and rubber was added to ensure its viscosity after ignition, as well as the ignition rate after the addition of white phosphorus.

"preparation!"

"Target, the train is 150 meters ahead. I'm shooting blindly based on my daily training..."

At this moment, Xu Chaoyang's shout came from behind the hail of bullets: "Don't get scared, kill him!"

"put!"

Whoosh! Whizzing!

Bullets kept shuttling through the smoke, creating hollow vacuum air currents that were then filled with smoke again. The artillerymen under Mancangzi, who had the lowest probability of being killed under Xu Chaoyang, were on high alert. They used their extremely rich combat experience to ensure accuracy with a high probability. They had played with all kinds of gun muzzles, and they started to fiddle with them as soon as the incendiary bomb launcher came out. Even if there were mistakes, they would never be to an unacceptable degree.

boom!
Bang, bang!

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Completely disordered firing sounds rang out from the middle of the battlefield. Mancangzi lay on the ground and crawled forward, concentrating on observing the landing point at the edge of the smoke - whoosh!

Until an incendiary bomb landed on the top of the train carriage and burst into flames. At the moment when the flames started, Mancangzi didn't even have time to retreat, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Fire all the incendiary bombs, quickly!"

Swish!
The next second, incendiary bombs began to fall frequently. After the flames burned, Xu Chaoyang looked at the red light that kept lighting up in the smoke, poked Chun with one hand and said, "Yongzi, do you think the people on the train are like crabs in a pot right now?"

"Yongzi?"

Xu Chaoyang reached out and pulled Qu Yong, who shook his arms and looked like he was about to cry...

"Hey, hey, hey, pee again!"

Xu Chaoyang turned around, pointed his index finger at Qu Yong and shouted, "Hold it back!"

"This is fucked!"

……

Shang Zhen was stunned!

He saw the clouds of smoke spreading across every corner of the battlefield like mist flowers, and then growing wildly forward like lotus leaves. Then, the 217th Regiment used some unknown weapon to directly set the armored train on fire...

He remembered!
Shang Zhen remembered!

It is said that at Baitaizi outside Xifengkou, Song Zheyuan of the 29th Army used this raging fire to burn thousands of Japanese soldiers. The people who were cleaning the battlefield at that time said that the bodies of the Japanese soldiers were all burned to charcoal!

This is not right. Dagu Shipyard has this thing, so of course it is suitable for this kind of attack... If I had this thing, would so many people have died?

Shang Zhen may have forgotten that the premise of all this is - you have to have it!

　Thanks to brother 'Pima Pingchuan' for the reward. Thank you very much.

　　Fourth update, Wuhu!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)