Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

After Li Yuncai left, looking back every few steps, bursts of roaring sounds were heard, and this time the sound was much louder than the last time.

However, due to the thick fog, Zhao Tianyang didn't know how many planes there were. While thinking about all sorts of things, he quietly waited for the Japanese planes to approach.

Looking at the billowing smoke below, Suzuki, the squadron leader in charge of the bombing, sneered.

"Do you think you can escape with the help of thick smoke?"

Based on the principle that the more the enemy protects something, the more important it is, Suzuki can be sure that the target arsenal is in the thick smoke.

As for the wooden house standing quietly and without any disguise not far away, it should be the large dormitory where the employees live.

However, in order to prevent any unexpected situations, Suzuki cautiously sent a small team to explore the way.

"Orders, Oki Squadron rushes into the thick smoke and bombs the enemy arsenal at low altitude, while the rest of the people circle at high altitude."

"Hi."

Da Mu agreed, shook his tail, and led three Type 97 light bombers into the thick smoke without hesitation.

Below, hearing the approaching roar, Zhao Tianyang took out a fire starter and lit the cotton thread hanging on the Kongming lantern. Soon the flames spread rapidly from the bottom to the top.

Soon the whole net was burning with flames, and even the basket connected to the bottom of the Kongming lantern began to emit flames.

Just at this moment, four Type 97 light bombers flew in and crashed into the net, making four big holes in it.

"Baga, what the hell is that."

"Fire is, it is fire."

"Oh no, my clothes are on fire."

As mentioned before, the cotton thread is covered with napalm, which is sticky. Once it gets on you, the only thing you can do is use sand to put out the fire and wait for the napalm to burn out completely.

Now their four Type 97 light bombers passed through the net, and all of them were more or less stained by the cotton thread, and some unlucky ones even had it directly on their clothes.

Now, there was fire everywhere on the plane, and the Japanese had no way of flying the plane calmly.

"Oh no, I'm out of control."

"Me too, the propeller stopped working."

Listening to the constant screams from his soldiers, Da Mu no longer cared to pay attention, because he was the unlucky guy whose clothes were caught on fire.

He was busy beating the flames on his clothes. The situation was much more dangerous than theirs. Who knew that the more he beat the flames, the bigger the flames grew, burning him so much that he was screaming like a chicken or a frog.

It was not until the out-of-control plane crashed into a civilian house with a loud bang and a flying piece of wood pierced his neck that he was completely freed.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There were three loud bangs in succession, and Team Oki was wiped out!

"idiot."

Hearing the explosions coming from the thick smoke and the fact that the Oki team had not flown out for a long time, even a fool would have known that something went wrong.

But when he thought about the fact that the bombing mission had not been completed, he could only grit his teeth and give the order again.

"Murataro, lead your team into the smoke to carry out the bombing mission."

"I refuse. The situation is unclear in the thick smoke. I suggest dropping bombs directly from high altitude."

Muratarou refused without hesitation.

Their squadron was originally a patchwork of different units with no hierarchy. Now it's clearly dangerous in the thick smoke. Who the hell would dare to go there? Do they really think their pilots are idiots in the army?

"asshole."

Suzuki cursed inwardly, but he was not Muratarou's direct superior, so he really couldn't do anything about this guy.

Then he will lead the team himself?

Sorry, he doesn't want to be loyal to the Emperor too early.

After thinking about it, Suzuki decided to listen to Murataro's advice, so that he could shift the blame when he returned. It would be best if the problem of the death of Oki's team could be put on him.

"Okay, then just drop the bomb."

"What! Aren't you going to refute it?"

Mura Taro was dumbfounded, but seeing that Suzuki's team had already begun preparations for dropping bombs, Mura Taro had no choice but to follow them.

(The flight squadron has a total of twelve aircraft, consisting of three squadrons, and Suzuki was only temporarily appointed as the squadron leader)

Looking at the Kongming lanterns that had been completely ignited from below, Zhao Tianyang was a little anxious. Why didn't the Japanese come again after bombing four planes?

Didn’t they say that the Japanese were fearless and brave in the early days? If they don’t come, my Kongming lantern will fall down!

Just as Zhao Tianyang was hiding in the air-raid shelter, scratching his head anxiously, heavy bombs began to fall from the sky and violent explosions were heard instantly.

Zhao Tianyang, who was hiding in the air-raid shelter, could clearly feel the shelter shaking, as if it was about to collapse in the next second.

"Fuck you, the little devils have no moral principles."

Zhao Tianyang felt a little tinnitus, so he quickly covered his ears with his hands and opened his mouth.

"Okay, mission accomplished, let's go."

Looking at the flames rising below, Suzuki said calmly.

Just now, he had already thought about what to say when he returned. There were anti-aircraft guns in the arsenal, and they were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses, but they still fought hard to complete the mission.

So brave and loyal!

An hour later, Zhao Tianyang sensed some movement outside and hurriedly climbed out of the air-raid shelter. If he didn't come out, he would be roasted to death.

Although the residential area was some distance away from him, the Kongming lanterns falling from the sky and the unburned cotton nets were very close to him.

Only after he crawled to the arsenal did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Director, are you okay?"

At this time, Li Yuncai also ran out of the air-raid shelter with his employees. Seeing Zhao Tianyang sitting on the ground to rest, he thought something had happened and ran over to show concern.

"It's okay. Hurry up and dig a firebreak. Prepare water and sand. Don't let the fire in the residential area spread to the arsenal."

Zhao Tianyang didn't bother to say hello. Seeing them all coming over, he quickly gave them orders.

Although the residential area was several hundred meters away from the arsenal, the fire was too big, and with so many cypress branches fueling the fire, if a strong wind blew, the arsenal would definitely be set on fire.

"it is good."

Li Yuncai also knew that the situation was urgent, so he put aside his worries about Zhao Tianyang and shouted to the employees around him.

"Brothers, follow me. There are still many tools we made in the arsenal that have not been dismantled!"

"Defend the Arsenal!!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone rushed towards the air-raid shelter, took out hoes and shovels, and ran towards the residential area.

"Is there anyone?"

Suddenly a shout was heard, and it was Zhang Dabiao who came with his men.

"Captain Zhang?"

Zhao Tianyang climbed up and looked at the group of soldiers led by Zhang Dabiao, and asked in confusion: "The Japanese retreated?"

"Well, we just retreated, and the regiment commander led the second and third battalions to chase after them. He asked me to come back and see if there was anything wrong with the arsenal."

Zhang Dabiao was a little surprised when he saw the raging fire in the residential area not far away.

"I remember these houses were not renovated for long, and they used undried wood. How could such a big fire start?"

"Hey, this is also my fault."

Zhao Tianyang was a little embarrassed. The only way such a big fire could start in the residential area was thanks to the cypress branches he placed there.

"Blame you?"

Seeing Zhang Dabiao's strange look, Zhao Tianyang couldn't hold back any more: "Stop talking about this, hurry up and bring people to put out the fire!"

"alright."