When it was first produced in the factory, white phosphorus was a colorless or light yellow, translucent waxy substance that was highly irritating and smelled like garlic.
The ignition point of this thing is extremely low, only 40 degrees. If it rubs against the air or is not properly managed, local powder will burn when it reaches this temperature.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, it can be considered that as long as this thing comes into contact with oxygen, it will most likely spontaneously ignite. When burning, it will emit yellow flames and thick smoke.
It can be used to burn substances that are difficult to burn with ordinary burning materials. Its characteristic is that it can fully burn in a small space or a space with low air density. Generally, the combustion temperature can reach a terrifying temperature of more than 1000 degrees Celsius, which is enough to burn all materials within an effective range.
Carbon-based organisms are destroyed.
Another characteristic of the white phosphorus incendiary bomb is that it continues to burn after hitting an object until it is extinguished. During this burning process, the flame it ignites cannot be extinguished using traditional methods. Therefore, when it comes into contact with the human body
Finally, the burning will continue, and the skin and flesh will be penetrated in the process, and then penetrate deep into the bones.
The billowing white smoke emitted by the iconic combustion contains a strong chemical irritating smell, which is very irritating to the eyes and nose, and can even cause irreversible damage.
Therefore, the use of this thing is expressly prohibited by the convention on earth. If it is used occasionally, it will be reported by the news of various countries, and the user will be labeled as inhumane.
However, in this world, there is no similar convention, because this kind of weapon has never appeared on the battlefield and has never shown its terrifying performance to the world.
Human beings are really talented on the road of destroying themselves. Anyone who has seen the real scene of human weapons destroying the world will basically be unable to look directly at those childish zombie movies.
As long as human beings open their weapons warehouses without scruples, take out two or three kinds of treasured weapons, and throw a few away, a city can smell the aroma of barbecue for three days and nights.
The reason why we don't think these weapons are so scary is because no one dares to use such weapons in large quantities regardless of the dosage. It's just a hooligan to talk about the effect.
Just dispatch hundreds of planes to lay mines in Raccoon City. In ten days, there may not be as many lower-body zombies in the city as there are giant pandas in Sichuan...
Dahua soldiers who did not yet know the power of white phosphorus bombs soon realized that this "dumb bomb", which did not seem to be that powerful after the explosion, might be more terrifying than it looked.
The air blast fuse caused the white phosphorus bomb to explode in mid-air close to the ground, and then the white smoke was dragged towards the ground by the burning flames.
Immediately afterwards, the ruins area of the main film began to burn, and even the stone walls were emitting billowing white smoke.
Not to mention gas masks, the Dahua soldiers who didn't even have quick handkerchiefs suddenly felt that the things they breathed into their lungs were cutting their alveoli.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers contaminated with white phosphorus began to smoke. They screamed and tore off their burning clothes, trying to free themselves from the flames.
The kind-hearted people around started to help, and then they found that their palms began to smoke, pain followed, and the melted skin began to fall off the bones with the beating of the flames.
Screams came one after another, some people were slapping their hands on the ground, and some were rolling on the ground trying to let the thick smoke dissipate from their bodies.
"Help! Help me!" A Dahua soldier shouted for help while tearing off his armed belt.
The comrade beside him who was helping him tear off his clothes couldn't care about him at this moment, because the flames had already wrapped around the comrade's body, and the man was writhing in the thick smoke.
"Don't come here! Don't come here!" The soldier who had been frightened out of his wits nervously held the rifle in his hand and warned his comrades with tears in his eyes who had torn off the burned armed belt from his body.
He was not crying, he was simply so excited by the thick smoke that he couldn't open his eyes. After the soldier who asked for help threw away his armed belt, he found that his palms were also smoking, and that there was still something burning behind him.
The pain in his back made it difficult for him to breathe. He fell to the ground and rolled around, trying to relieve the pain from behind.
But even though he was twisting back and forth on the ground like a dehydrated fish, he still couldn't reduce the flames burning in his body by half.
The whole process was slow and torturous, but there was no way to interrupt it. Those soldiers who were not set on fire were coughing, wheezing, screaming and cursing in the white smoke that was everywhere.
But no matter what they did, it was in vain. The whole world seemed to be burning, and the entire Fengjiang City was like a real hell at this moment.
Soon, the irritating thick smoke covered the northern part of Fengjiang City, blowing in all directions with the wind. There were dancing flames everywhere, and there were pitch-black corpses that were no longer struggling.
The shouts gradually faded away, and what was left was a weird meaty aroma mixed with an unpleasant chemical smell. Anyone who smelled this smell couldn't help but start to retching. Anyone who had seen those burning people struggling in the flames
People who squirm become crazy.
Any movement of touching the other party will cause these mentally broken people to dodge and twitch subconsciously. They avoid the other party touching their bodies and misunderstand any feeling as that they have been ignited.
Due to the emergence of white phosphorus bombs, the counterattack planned by the Dahua defenders throughout the day was cancelled. The Tang army captured a large area in the south of Fengjiang City, and did not even encounter the expected stubborn resistance.
In the evening, Feng Kezhi ignored the danger and personally inspected the areas that had been attacked by white phosphorus bombs. He walked on warm soil in the still choking air, and looked at the burning buildings with fear.
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Ten years ago, the battlefield he was familiar with was still the two sides lining up with Cyric muskets, beating drums and shouting slogans to fight in the fields.
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But now, the battlefield in front of him has changed. This place is more terrifying than the hell described in poems in the past. Bloody and cruel are not enough to describe it all. Every corner here is full of suffocating despair.
A wounded soldier whose arm was almost burned by a handful of white phosphorus was lying on the open ground. When Feng Kezhi passed by him, his eyes did not even move.
The wounded soldier with both legs missing sat there, he was so tortured that he no longer had the strength to cry.
Not far away were piles of cleared corpses, most of which were burnt black and looked very similar to the firewood piled next to the furnace. It was so silly that it was hard to tell them apart.
In fact, human fat can also be burned. As long as it is ignited, it can continue to burn until the oil is exhausted.
"General!" Finally, an uninjured officer saw Feng Kezhi walking over with a group of people. He stood at attention and saluted, but his tone was full of despair.
Everyone knows that they have no hope in this war! Seeing such horrific weapons appearing and seeing so many people dying in seemingly never-extinguishing fire, no one can still have hope for victory in this war.
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Before, the commanders at all levels of the Dahua Empire thought: We have lost this war. Now, the Dahua officers and soldiers who have seen the white phosphorus bombs are thinking: We are finished!
After pressing his palms towards the saluting officer to indicate that he had finished the salute, Feng Kezhi walked in front of him and stopped.
He lowered his voice, his tone full of sorrow: "Do you think the Tang people will continue to use this kind of weapon tomorrow?"
"I don't know, General." The officer shook his head. To be honest, what he was most worried about now was that he would have to face this damn bomb tomorrow.
It suddenly split open in mid-air and covered a large area. If you hide in the house, you will be choked by the burning doors and windows. If you escape to the open space, you will be ignited by the falling flames that will not go out.
For the soldiers of the Dahua Empire, this thing was simply indefensible. No matter what they did, they could not stop the flames from continuing to burn.
Someone saw the burning soldier jump into the water and finally extinguished the flames on his body. However, as soon as he climbed out of the water, his body began to smoke again.
So the officer could only sigh pessimistically: "That thing will keep burning and can hardly stop. There are wounded everywhere. Hundreds of people in one battalion were injured. Some people say it is the fire from hell."
"That's why we have to block those Tang people who cooperate with the devil in Fengjiang!" Feng Kezhi patted the opponent on the shoulder: "If we lose, the devil will destroy the world."
Although Feng Kezhi used his quick wit to stabilize the morale of the army a little by relying on the rumors about the flames of hell that spread wildly among the soldiers, he knew that this was definitely not an option.
If the Tang Army continues to use this terrifying weapon, the Battle of Fengjiang will soon end with a disastrous defeat for the Great China Empire. Although winter is coming, the Tang Army's offensive will definitely be suspended, but what about next year? What about the future?
Just when Feng Kezhi was frowning and thinking about countermeasures, the roof that had been burning in the distance was finally overwhelmed, broke and collapsed, and Kacha shattered into the house with a roar of flames.
For a moment, the burning and choking smell rolled over, and Feng Kezhi felt his eyes sting extremely, and every breath seemed like a kind of torture.
"Cough! Cough!" Feng Kezhi covered his tearful eyes with his hands, and the guards around him also kept coughing.
"Quick! Protect the general! Get the general out of here! Go quickly!" In the darkness, Feng Kezhi heard someone shouting. Someone supported his arm and dragged him forward, one foot at a time.
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When he opened his eyes again, a nurse had just wiped his eyes with a cotton swab. He could feel that his eyes hurt, but he did not lose the light.
This made him relieved: at least he didn't become blind.
