With a "boom", Nishikawa Shaye felt a violent earthquake coming from the tank.
At first, Xichuan Shaye was nervous for a while, but after taking a look, Xichuan Shaye found that no one in the tank was injured, and he immediately became happy again: "The sandbags worked, the Eighth Route Army can do nothing to us!"
But the driver answered loudly in a cold sweat: "Your Excellency, Second Lieutenant, the Eighth Route Army may have hit the tank tracks!"
The driver said this because he saw a line of smoke pointing directly below the tank. Judging from its wake and explosion site, the "spray bomb" probably hit the track.
Hearing this, Nishikawa Shaye, who was excited just now, became nervous again.
"These bastards!" Nishikawa Shaye cursed, and immediately controlled the turret and pressed the rear machine gun shoulder to shoulder.
Nishikawa Shaye knew that once the tank's tracks were blown off and unable to move, the enemy would approach from a blind spot of firepower, and the only thing that could fill this blind spot was a rear-firing machine gun.
As expected, several Eighth Route Army soldiers immediately appeared in his field of vision, and Nishikawa Shaye pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Da da da" there was a burst of gunfire, and several soldiers were immediately knocked down in a pool of blood.
Nishikawa Shaye turned the turret again. When he turned around and put his shoulder on the machine gun and looked towards the perforation hole to shoot, he was surprised to find that the enemy was throwing a burning bottle in this direction.
Before Nishikawa Shaye could pull the trigger, there was a "pop" sound and the bottle shattered. The perforation hole was immediately blocked by the blazing flames. The heat wave hit his face from the perforation hole, frightening Nishikawa Shaye and shrinking unconsciously.
Lower your head.
Then Nishikawa Shaye laughed: "These guys, they think they can burn the chariot..."
But Nishikawa Shaye soon stopped laughing, because he felt that the temperature inside the tank cabin rose a bit quickly. After a while, the tank armor above his head was also burned red, and then a drop of molten iron dropped.
"What?" Nishikawa Shaye exclaimed: "It can..."
Nishikawa Shaye never expected that the flames could actually burn through the tank armor.
This can only be said that Nishikawa Shaye underestimates napalm. Once the napalm and aluminum powder are ignited, it can rise to a temperature of more than 1,000 to nearly 2,000 degrees in a short time, far exceeding the melting point of steel.
, and the top armor of the Type 95 tank is only 6mm, which is a thin layer of iron. It is only a matter of time before it is burned through.
What's more serious is not this. On the Nishikawa Shayema, it was discovered that the flames had slowly penetrated from the outside... There are many gaps in the joints of the tank. Napalm is a liquid, and it will seep through the gaps pervasively.
Nishikawa Shaye was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Get out!"
Then, regardless of the hot temperature of the hatch cover, he suddenly opened it and climbed out.
Suddenly another Molotov cocktail was thrown in, and immediately the tank cabin burst into flames. Nishikawa Shaye struggled to crawl out of the cabin in extreme pain.
Because he believed that he could only survive by climbing out of the cabin, he could roll on the ground to put out the flames.
Wang Xuexin admired the Japanese commander's will to survive.
It is definitely not an ordinary person who can insist on climbing out of the tank cabin under such circumstances. At this time, ordinary people can only instinctively struggle and hysterically scream, but he can still endure the pain, climb out of the tank, jump to the ground and roll.
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But all his efforts are destined to be in vain... Napalm is different from ordinary gasoline. This viscous liquid will only spread evenly and burn more and more vigorously when rolling, until it is exhausted.
But the devil didn't know this, or he couldn't think at this time. He just rolled on the ground and let out a shrill cry.
Finally, he could no longer move on the ground. His whole body was like a dead and charred tree trunk. The roasted meat all over his body was smoking in the cold air, and his fingers were dug into the soil like tree roots.
, two fingers were even broken and slightly raised on the outside, revealing a small section of white bones inside.
At that moment, the soldiers were silent for a while. They all seemed to feel the pain of the Japanese soldier before he died, and some were frightened.
Then there was a "boom", and the ammunition inside the tank was ignited and exploded. In an instant, the turret was overturned and flew into the air and then fell to an open space more than ten meters away. Then it rolled a few times and then rolled in a strange way.
Angle tilted to the ground.
Another tank was also hit by a Molotov cocktail, and the tank crew was shot dead by the soldiers just as he was about to climb out... This may be a better way to die.
Knowing that there was no hope of survival, or not wanting to be burned to death, the crew of the Japanese tank simply detonated grenades in the tank and committed suicide.
Even the Eighth Route Army soldiers felt chills running down their spines watching this scene.
It's not that they can't bear to kill the Japanese, but the way of death is so cruel that people can't look directly at it. The beast-like wailing is almost not a sound that humans can make, even if the soldiers have experienced hundreds of battles, it will be difficult for them to do so.
adapt.
After the war, several soldiers discussed the Molotov cocktail and said with guilt: "Zhuge Liang burned the vine armor soldiers and lost their lives. Let's use this Molotov cocktail..."
This happened to be heard by Li Yunlong. He went up and slapped the heads of those soldiers: "What the hell are you losing your life! The Japanese even used gasoline to burn the fellow villagers. Why didn't you see them losing their lifespan?"
If you can lose your life if you fight the Japanese, you can take all the life you have and exchange it for as many Japanese as you can!"
Although the Eighth Route Army does not believe in ghosts and gods, the remnants of feudalism have not yet been eradicated, so the soldiers are inevitably suspicious. If this rumor spreads, it may affect its combat effectiveness.
Li Yunlong's roar just stopped this unhealthy trend.
When the soldiers thought about it, they thought it was right. The Japanese used gasoline and flamethrowers to do a lot of bad things. Not to mention this, they even used poison gas.
If we feel sorry for even using a Molotov cocktail, that would be the kindness of a woman.
Without this psychological burden, I can be as ruthless as I want on the battlefield, as long as I can beat the Japanese.
Wang Xuexin had already been psychologically prepared in this regard, so he didn't have so many ideas. He just coldly ordered: "Incendiary bombs are useful, the rocket launcher shooters prepare incendiary bombs!"
Zhao Gang had been observing the battle with a telescope from a high place. When he saw Wang Xuexin's performance, he turned to praise Li Yunlong: "Old Li, this little Northeast is becoming more and more mature! This battle was fought cleanly and in just a few minutes.
It’s not easy to complete the mission and be able to adapt to the changes in the Japanese tanks and immediately find the enemy’s weaknesses!”
Li Yunlong just smiled.
Zhao Gang is an outsider in fighting, and what he sees is only the surface.
Li Yunlong knew in his heart that the most powerful thing about Xiaodongbei was that he understood his intentions in such a short period of time, used a platoon to attack the Japanese and then attacked the command vehicle first, so that the enemy could not transmit the information to the main force in a timely and accurate manner.
This will mislead the main force of the Japanese into thinking that the front is nothing but the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army.