If it were him, he would tie a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid to these homemade bombs, explode them, and let the sulfuric acid pour on your faces. If there is no sulfuric acid, use gasoline, and use the gasoline bombs to make Xinjiang meat skewers.
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The rocket launchers and grenades of the government forces saved the lives of their own men in the next moment.
Seeing the two sides fighting like this, Luo Yu couldn't help but feel that it was not enough.
It's the 21st century now, and these natives are still fighting with the weapons of the Chinese people's anti-Japanese war. I dare you to believe that the first day I came, when Penglier received me, I took out a few AKs to support the scene.
Or maybe the general didn't use all his strength.
After all, his castle was so luxuriously decorated that it was impossible to fight the enemy with homemade bombs no matter what.
Da da da da, the unique crisp sound of ak cheered up the people who had been watching on the mountainside.
This melee weapon, which can tear a big hole in an adult's chest with just one shot, is made for killing in battle.
When both sides displayed this kind of weapon, and dozens of AKs were fired at each other at the same time, Luo Yu could only describe the scene as good-looking.
Golden tongues of fire, rich blood red, flying minced meat, tragically broken bones, and pulpy minced meat were all scattered everywhere in the green smoke of gunpowder.
At this time, both groups' eyes were blinded by blood, and they didn't bother to wipe the minced meat on their eyelids. At this time, all their anger could only be vented with tongues of fire.
The raw materials in the meat grinding mill are still increasing, and the condescending bandits have taken advantage of the geographical advantages and pinned the government troops under a thin line of sky.
However, several explosions rang out in the bandit army's position, and the rise of thick black smoke showed that the mercenaries outflanking from both sides had finally reached the strategic position they were going to.
The sudden addition of Japanese mercenaries caused a huge change in the situation in an instant.
The bandits who had just taken advantage of the geographical advantages to attack the enemy resolutely did not expect that a fire would break out in their own backyard.
Grenades were thrown into the bandit's position one after another like sandbags.
The Japanese mercenaries were obviously battle-hardened veterans.
They can judge the enemy's position just by the sound of gunfire on the battlefield, and then use the grenades in their waists to send the opponent to a clay plane.
Every time a bomb explodes, it lifts up a large chunk of the land, sending mud chunks everywhere.
One by one, the firepower points were removed, and the government troops who were suppressed below the first line of sky suddenly felt relieved. Knowing that it was the help of friendly forces, their low momentum once again cheered up, and they rushed towards the first line of sky with their guns and screams.
come over.
The battle led by grenades quickly came to an end, and it seemed impossible for the mercenaries to consume so many grenades at once.
Since they helped the government troops successfully reach the front line, their mission has been achieved.
The order they received from Miller was to attack the auxiliary, so there was no need for them to rush in and harvest the heads in person today.
The mission completed, the mercenaries quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Luo Yu watched all this from a distance. When all the mercenaries withdrew from the cliff, he sniffed and stood up, putting his hands on his forehead to make a shelter.
In just a few minutes, the black man's athletic advantage was revealed.
At least half of them have successfully reached the sky.
The soldiers behind who were responsible for transporting ammunition and guns were seizing the opportunity to gather small cannons and other items and rush forward after the troops.
At the top of the line of sky are the general's troops.
At the bottom of the sky are the government's heavy weapons such as mortars and rocket launchers, but there are currently less than a hundred soldiers in charge of using these weapons.
In the middle of the thin line of sky are government troops who are desperately trying to seize the enemy's position.
Even a fool knows what to do now.
Luo Yu stood up and whistled: "Brothers, it's time to set off firecrackers. There is no little Japan today, so let's use these black donkeys to beat the teeth as a sacrifice. Who wants them to stand on the other side of us?"
The people behind Luo Yu stood up one after another.
Even if it was their first time today to face a real battle with live ammunition, even if they were a little nervous before.
But when they witnessed the rain of bullets and bloody flesh with their own eyes, their blood boiled. The training during this period was not only physical, but also mental.
In psychology, this subject is called psychological suggestion, or hypnosis.
The feverish blood hit the nerves of these men, and they could even feel their temples throbbing.
"I don't want anyone here not to have breakfast with us tomorrow morning." Luo Yu gave his order in a cryptic manner, then pointed to the red ribbons on his and everyone else's left arms, "Leave no one behind."
The red ribbon tied to the left arm always means only one thing: massacre the city and silence.
The government troops with the help of mercenaries rushed upward like a male dog. The head of state had made a promise before leaving.
As long as they can capture the outskirts of the bandit army's castle tonight, the head of state allows them to hold a **** party in the name of the goddess Mani.
With a bang, a violent explosion occurred in the crowd.
This shell exploded in the densest place of the crowd. The impact of the explosion and the scattered fragments immediately turned a dozen black soldiers into mixed pieces of meat.
Blood, minced meat, internal organs and bones, broken arms and thighs, and minced meat from unknown parts of the body were sprinkled from mid-air, as if there was a rain of human flesh.
"What are they doing!" Someone turned around and cursed. The heat wave that had just exploded overturned several rows of people, and the upward charging team suddenly stalled.
When they turned around and wanted to scold their comrades who were using guns at the end of the team, they saw what was happening below the sky in the light of the cannonballs.
Suddenly, the despair spread from the first person who saw it clearly, and then spread to everyone. The hearts of all the government soldiers crowded in the middle of the sky dropped to their chests.
The people guarding the mortars under the thin sky are not people with the same skin color as myself.
A group of mysterious people with their faces covered were loading shells into the mortar, and it was they who were pointed at the muzzle.
In the light of the fire, the government soldiers discovered that those who were supposed to guard the mortars had all fallen to the ground lifeless.
Although it was unclear what happened, the fact that the enemy suddenly stopped charging was right in front of them. The bandits recovered and the machine gun once again played its role as a sickle.
The government troops have gone crazy. Now they can only continue to charge upwards or run to the sky to kill the mysterious people who now have mortars.
If you think about it with your knees, you can conclude that you have a higher chance of survival if you continue to charge upward.
After all, there is a very old mortar under the sky. It may not be accurate when the distance is far, and compared with artillery shells, being hit by a bullet is obviously like being bitten by a mosquito.
Like crazy bulls, the black government troops rushed towards the bandit positions in the sky, regardless of the machine guns that kept spitting out tongues of fire.
Humanity's desire for survival transcends all else.
But the situation did not develop as they expected. The goddess of victory not only tightly veiled herself, but even wore a mask on herself.
The explosion of the mortar in the crowd brings its sputtering power to the extreme. Even if it is an old antique, it still has some effect.
After several rounds of artillery fire passed, Luo Yu clapped his hands and said, "Young men, take out your Mitsubishi Army Spurs. After twenty minutes, each of you will bring me at least ten enemy noses, otherwise don't even think about going back."
At this time, there were probably close to 2,000 government troops who had rushed to the skies and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the bandits.