Chapter 1514 Chinese people, have they taken Dali pills?
A few seconds before the light blue flames burned on the seemingly indestructible steel surface of the tank, except for the wounded Japanese soldiers who were tied to both sides of the tank and hung up, the temperature transmitted through the extremely strong thermal conductivity of the steel made them gasp in horror.
Calling outside, not many Japanese soldiers would feel that there was much of a threat.
But no one would have thought that a flame burning on steel would extend under the steel. Liquor is a liquid and can flow, and the flame will also flow with it, because the processing technology of tanks in this era is still relatively rough, and the gaps between the sheet metal are very small.
Large, through the gaps in the steel, the flames flowed into the engine wrapped in steel. Almost at the moment when thick smoke was everywhere, the flames suddenly burst out.
The heart that supports the advancement and retreat of this steel behemoth - the various oils in the engine become the accomplices of the flames. In no more than five seconds, the sky-high flames erupted on the tank. Almost in the blink of an eye.
, before all the Japanese troops had time to react, the entire tank was already devoured by raging fire!
What determines the intensity of combustion is no longer the high-strength liquor used as a fire starter, but the fuel carried by the tank itself. The violent flames generate a large amount of heat in a short period of time, and the steel shell of the tank is an excellent heat conductor, so it should not be too short.
In just ten seconds, the temperature inside and outside the tank compartment rose sharply!
The three Japanese tank soldiers in the carriage immediately screamed loudly!
However, what is more deadly than high temperature is suffocation caused by oxygen depletion!
The liquor and oil that flowed into the tank compartment along the cracks carried raging fire, so the oxygen in the compartment was quickly depleted. The poor three tank soldiers didn't even have time to run out, so they clenched their throats and suffocated.
, the real cause of their death was not burning to death, but suffocation due to thick smoke and lack of oxygen.
Of course, compared to the three tank soldiers who were suffocated to death in the carriage and then burned to ashes, the several seriously wounded Japanese soldiers tied outside the tank were much more unlucky. They still had breathable air, but
The steel heated by the flames became their deadliest branding iron.
Like pieces of meat being placed in a baking pan, the "sizzling" sound of roasting mixed with the desperate wails of the wounded Japanese soldiers made all the remaining Japanese infantry stand on end. Seeing with their own eyes that their colleagues were being burned by the steel and flames that suddenly increased in temperature
Being roasted alive will become a nightmare that will linger throughout their lives.
Perhaps for the rest of their lives, they have been insulated from barbecue food, especially when they see the grilled meat skewers shining with a shiny color and exuding an alluring aroma.
Within twenty seconds, they watched dumbfoundedly as the tank plunged into horrific burning, and they also smelled a fragrance that would be unforgettable in their lives.
Of course, if you want to have nightmares in the future and stop eating barbecue, you must live now.
The sudden rise in temperature made it difficult for anyone to stand ten meters around the tank, and no one went to put out the fire. The terrible temperature made the Japanese infantry wisely stay away and immediately walked along the street corner under the leadership of Hideo Fukuda.
Running backwards.
When the flames suddenly rose on the surface of the 94 tank beyond his imagination, the experienced Hideo Fukuda understood that the 94 tank was finished, his biggest support was gone, and if he did not leave, he might not have a chance to leave.
In fact, he didn't even have time to shoot and kill the Chinese prisoners behind the tank, before he roared "Retreat!" and ran forward.
Sure enough, when Hideo Fukuda was running wildly with the Japanese soldiers, gunshots on both sides of Zhongshan Road suddenly rang out, shooting at the Japanese army that had lost all courage.
Those were the remaining 30 people from the infantry platoon under Qingpi's command. Photographed with the terrifying machine gun of the 94 tank. The security regiment soldiers hiding in the houses on both sides of Zhongshan Road could only watch in pain as the terrifying tank dragged their companions away.
, but now, the tank began to burn miraculously, and the Japanese army began to escape...
They may not be able to do a head-on confrontation knowing that there is a 60% chance of death, but there is still no problem in beating up a drowned dog, even if their marksmanship is not very good.
Facts have proved that when the courage is gone, the so-called "strongest division on the surface" with "black skin and bright red blood" is just a bunch of lost dogs. In the inaccurate hunting and shooting of Chinese soldiers, Fukuda Hideo and his men once
The extremely arrogant soldiers could only run away without even a decent counterattack. Some soldiers from the security group even took the risk to jump out of the store and held their rifles at the door to the Japanese soldiers who had already run 70 to 80 meters away.
Even when shooting, they did not turn around and shoot.
They didn't even go into those deep alleys to avoid the continuous gunfire behind them. Compared with the maze-like alleys, they were more willing to gamble on the inaccurate marksmanship of the Chinese soldiers behind them, even if as the gunfire sounded, one after another
The companions wailed and fell on the road of retreat.
"It was a road of escape that gave up glory and was full of shame and blood." Hideo Fukuda recorded such a diary title without content in his march diary after the war. Except for himself, no one knew about this sixth-former soldier.
What kind of mood did the second lieutenant of the 18th Infantry Squadron of the 11th Infantry Group of the 13th Infantry Regiment of the Division write such a sentence?
The only thing that can prove his humiliation as a squad commander is that when he escaped from Zhongshan West Road in a rout and returned to the group's main line, there were only 8 people left in the 18th Infantry Squad, including him, out of 52 people.
Of the full infantry squad, only 8 people survived, and the battle damage rate was as high as 85%.
Only those killed in battle, no wounded.
Perhaps only the Japanese squad leader and his seven soldiers, who had narrowly escaped death and still looked frightened, knew that except for a few wounded Japanese soldiers who were roasted by the flames caused by the terrible incendiary bottles on the tank, all the injured soldiers were injured.
They were all cruelly abandoned on the way to evacuation.
Any moment of impatience might put the entire infantry team in catastrophe. This was the only reason Second Lieutenant Hideo Fukuda comforted himself, otherwise he would have trouble sleeping all night.
"Fukuda-kun, help me, I still want to go back to the island to see my mother!" The wailing voice of Yoshida Honno, the youngest in the infantry team who was only 20 years old, lingered in Fukuda Hideo's ears all the time.
Hideo Fukuda no longer remembers how he answered the young soldier who was shot in the leg. Perhaps, only when he wrote the diary title but could not write the content, did he remember that he did not even look back.
With one glance, he continued to run wildly without any mercy.
Leaving here alive is the only obsession of everyone in the already chilled 18th Infantry Squadron. The so-called glory of the Japanese Imperial Army, the bravery of the Sixth Division with "black skin and bright red blood", and the comradeship of life and death.
The friendship between fellow villagers is no longer important.
The fate of the wounded soldiers left on the way to retreat can already be imagined. The gunfire belonging to the 38-year-old Gai basically didn't last long before falling silent. The terrifying Third Reich-style shell gun with a capacity of 20 rounds was fired at such a close range.
In the shooting duel, the Type 38 rifle, which the Imperial soldiers were once extremely proud of, would not be given any chance.
The 18th Infantry Squadron, which had abandoned its glory and forgotten its shame, succeeded. Although the battle loss rate was as high as 85%, it was already the lowest battle loss rate among the four infantry squadrons that entered the residential buildings outside the West City to serve as vanguards.
Only two of the infantry squad with the highest battle damage rate were able to evacuate from that terrible residential area.
As the top commander of the Sixth Division's attack on the west gate of Matsue City, Major General Tokutaro Sakai glanced at the remaining top soldiers who had lost their souls and numbered no more than 20 in front of him, with an extremely expression on his face.
You know, under his order, the number of vanguard troops dispatched was more than 200, and they also had heavy weapons such as a 94 tank, two infantry cannons, and two heavy machine guns, in addition to the throwing weapons owned by each infantry squad.
The ammunition canister is enough to withstand a battle even if it encounters an infantry battalion of Chinese regular troops.
However, in just one hour, only one-tenth was left.
Moreover, the Chinese who participated in the attack did not use any heavy weapons.
Chinese people, are you taking Dali Pill?
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PS: I had four classes in the morning and went to get an injection after class. Fortunately, I finally finished writing. Now I’m back at my parents’ house to help my daughter with her homework. I’m so busy that I haven’t even had time to drink a sip of water.