As Huang Kebiao's voice fell, more than ten Bo-2 aircraft separated from the fleet and flew in the direction instructed 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 unit discovered a Japanese artillery position in the direction you instructed. There are a total of sixteen artillery pieces. All have been destroyed. Now we have ten more.
Five minutes of detention, is there anything else you need us to do?"
"fifteen minutes?"
Li Yunlong muttered, seeming a little dissatisfied, "Damn it, these gadgets stay too short, can't they stay for a few more hours and leave after dark?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his arm was slapped hard, and he saw Zhao Gang staring at him: "Old Li, what are you talking about? Do you think this plane can stop and fly whenever it wants?
It can park on top of your head for ten days and a half. People have said that you still have fifteen minutes. If you don’t make a request, they will leave."
Li Yunlong became anxious when he heard this. He observed the Japanese army's position and found that the angry Japanese army had begun to gather their formations and prepare to launch another attack on them.
He quickly shouted into the microphone: "Brother, don't leave in a hurry. In this way...can you try to inflict maximum damage on the little devils and at the same time temporarily block them from attacking us so that we can take a breath?"
"
Zhao Gang covered his eyes at the side. Not far away, Monk Wei's mouth twitched a few times, and his shoulders shook vigorously because he couldn't help it.
A chuckle sounded from the phone: "No problem, just watch it, Captain Li."
As the sound fell, six aircraft were seen breaking away from the fleet and swooping down towards the gathering place of Japanese troops opposite the ground position. Six cylindrical missiles separated from the belly of the aircraft when they were a thousand meters away from the ground. These six aircraft
A cylindrical object fell to the ground from a height of a thousand meters with a free falling sound of "chirp, chirp...".
When they were still hundreds of meters away from the ground, the six missile bodies suddenly made a muffled "bang" sound. When the timed fuze was detonated, the outside of the iron shell was exploded, and each missile body was suddenly split into thirty-six pieces.
Smaller bombs scattered like a goddess scattering flowers.
In just a few seconds, these bombs fell to the ground and exploded with muffled sounds one after another. However, unlike traditional high-explosive bombs, the sound made by these bombs when they exploded was not loud, or even just a weird hiss.
, hiss.
However, what is strange is that there are also some paste-like things splashing around like rain.
This scene not only baffled the Japanese army, but also confused the soldiers of the independent regiment.
"Commander...these bombs are too weak, why don't they explode?" On the position, Monk Wei, who stuck his head out to watch, explained in confusion.
Li Yunlong was also confused and turned to look at Zhao Gang. Zhao Gang also frowned, and everyone in the group looked confused.
However, this doubt did not last long. As if they had made an appointment, balls of fire suddenly erupted, and then the paste-like objects thrown around turned into fire dragons in an instant.
It turns out that these six Bo-2 aircraft dropped no ordinary high-explosive bombs. This kind of bombs had a frightening name in later generations...cluster napalm bombs.
Balls of ignited napalm fell on the surrounding Japanese soldiers who were taking refuge like a goddess scattering flowers. Suddenly, there were bursts of miserable screams from the Japanese positions.
The napalm that splashed on the Japanese soldiers was like lard paste, thick and resistant to burning. The people who were hit wanted to slap the oil on their bodies with their hands, but the fire grew bigger and bigger, and their hands followed suit.
It started to burn. Some people who couldn't bear the pain tried to roll on the ground to put out the fire, but ended up being covered in fire.
On the battlefield, there were Pyro screams in the flames everywhere. The Pyro roared like he was in hell and tried his best to struggle to relieve the pain. In the end, he threw away the burning oil on his body along with the human oil.
to other soldiers around, so there are more and more burning people around.
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment who saw this scene clearly were all dumbfounded. Many soldiers of the Independent Regiment had been dealing with the Japanese army for several years, and this was the first time they saw such a cruel weapon.
Even a veteran like Li Yunlong who was used to seeing life and death couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and subconsciously patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder: "Old Zhao, you know what this is, this is too evil, even the Fire Dragon King is not like this.
Amazing?"
Zhao Gang took a deep breath and thought for a while before saying: "When I was in college, I heard that a kind of incendiary bomb was being studied abroad. It is made of gasoline, rubber and other substances mixed together. Once this kind of thing adheres to people's
It is very difficult to extinguish it once it is in the body, and it cannot be extinguished even with water. It will not stop burning until the person is burned into coke. I’m afraid this is what I’m talking about.”
In fact, not to mention Li Yunlong, even the stupid boy like Monk Wei, who has always been a free man and claims to be used to seeing life and death, turned a little pale. He looked at the people who fell on the ground in the distance in front of him and writhed desperately, and uttered something in his mouth.
The deafening roar of the Japanese soldiers would make anyone shudder.
"Captain...Captain..." A timid voice sounded next to Li Yunlong.
When Li Yunlong turned his head, he saw the pale-faced communications soldier next to him, holding a microphone in his hand, "Captain...the commander in the sky wants to talk to you."
Li Yunlong picked up the microphone and was about to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to speak. The scene in front of him was really testing his nerves.
After a long time, he calmed down and took a deep breath, "Brother Huang, those bombs you dropped are so... so powerful. On behalf of the Independence Group, I would like to thank you."
"There is no need to say thank you. Our commander said that we are all friendly forces and we should help each other. Commander Li, our mission has been completed... and we are about to return home. Goodbye!"
"Brother Huang, thank you Captain Gao for me. Tell him that I will visit him in person one day to thank him!"
"Okay, I will definitely tell everyone in the group."
"goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
The fleet of aircraft came and went just as quickly. Amidst the bursts of roar, the fleet quickly disappeared from sight.
Moving his reluctant eyes away from the fleet, Li Yunlong sighed softly: "Brother Gao is so awesome that he even has planes. It's just a pity. It would be great if our Eighth Route Army also had planes."
Zhao Gang said: "There will be. I believe that in the near future, we will have our own plane!"