Yes, in addition to the big killer weapon of the 'Heartless Cannon', Tang Dao also specially prepared secret weapons for the infantry.
Molotov cocktails!
Of course, this kind of work doesn't have much technical content. It mainly mixes gasoline with rubber and white phosphorus. The work completed in a hurry is more like a Molotov cocktail than an incendiary bomb.
This kind of Molotov cocktail was originally used in Songjiang street fighting, but Tang Dao took the risk and brought it to the field battlefield. This was mainly because of its geographical advantage.
When Tang Dao checked the terrain around the river valley, he had already concluded that the Japanese army, because of its large number of troops, would never walk into the river valley like herding sheep. There must be Japanese troops outside the river valley.
The river valley is too wide, and the incendiary bottle ignited by a fire twister is not suitable. It may also cause deflagration due to the counterattack of Japanese artillery or grenade, and then it will trap itself.
Therefore, the troops on the edge of the river valley are not equipped with this thing. Only Zhao Daqiang's fourth company is equipped with it because of the terrain of their battlefield. On average, each soldier carries one.
This thing is very simple to use. Just use a match to light the cotton twist hanging from the mouth of the bottle, and then throw it out...
The distribution area of the gasoline particles splashed after being smashed determines the killing radius of the incendiary bottle.
For this purpose, Tang Dao led each company, platoon, and squad leader to conduct experiments in the valley. When a Molotov cocktail was thrown, the maximum killing radius could reach 3 meters, and the smallest was 1 meter.
The killing radius is not small, and the power is even more amazing.
A big tree as thick as an adult's waist was hit by incendiary bottles thrown by two sergeants one after another. The whole tree was engulfed in raging fire and was eventually burned to death. And a bare big stone three to four meters high,
After being exposed to several Molotov cocktails, the flames continued for nearly 10 minutes. The stone that existed tens of millions of years ago was literally burned with a big hole by these terrible flames.
So, the moment I saw the Japanese army attacking so desperately.
"Burn them back for me!" Zhao Daqiang was filled with anger and fear.
Since you are not afraid of bullets or grenades, let’s see if you are afraid of fire!
Ozawa Riyo, then captain of the 3rd Squadron of the 4th Battalion, witnessed such a tragedy with his own eyes.
Second Lieutenant Aozorai, the most courageous member of the 1st team under his command, was a well-known karate master in Japan. He once killed two Chinese with his bare hands without using a rifle on the battlefield.
Ozawa Rio still remembers the incredible look on the face of the 1.8-meter-tall strong man in the famous Chinese broadsword army he met in northern China. His sword was swung with great force, but he was beaten by Second Lieutenant Aoi and his flexible pace.
He dodged, waited for an opportunity to find his flaw, bullied himself in, and smashed his Adam's apple with a knife.
The brawny Chinese man holding a big sword had an army lieutenant on his collar, and should be a company commander. After being killed by Second Lieutenant Aang Kongjing, the morale of the Chinese soldiers who were fighting hand-to-hand with them dropped sharply. In the end, more than a hundred people died in the battle, and only
A dozen people were able to escape.
But such a master was killed by a simple smoking glass bottle thrown from the mountain.
Ozawa saw Second Lieutenant Kurakorai trying his best to hide on the hillside. His thick legs provided him with unimaginable flexibility. Looking at the entire infantry brigade, the Japanese Army Captain was sure that no one could do a better job than him.
The tactics were avoided.
But he's still dead.
Burned alive!
The density of Chinese incendiary bombs is not high, with one being only about seven or eight meters away, but their power is terrifying.
Poor Second Lieutenant Cang Kongjing had already jumped five or six meters away, and the fireball with a diameter of two meters that exploded from the incendiary bottle that was only one meter away from him did not hurt him at all.
But perhaps because he ran away too fast, he unfortunately escaped into another Molotov cocktail killing area.
The Molotov cocktail hit a big rock, and the orange-red flames directly enveloped an area with a radius of three meters.
The Japanese infantrymen in the area howled miserably, even more pitifully than the pigs in the slaughterhouse, including Second Lieutenant Cang Kongjing who happened to jump into it.
From Ozawa Rison's point of view, Lieutenant Sozorai was like a moth rushing to the flames. He clearly saw the flames blooming, but he still ignored them and ran into them. It seemed that it was too cold this winter and he was in urgent need of a fire.
But Ozawa Risheng knew that he was not, but the time difference between the two Molotov cocktails was just right so that Second Lieutenant Sozorai could not change the tactical evasive action he had already made with all his strength.
If you are only attacked by flames, you will be burned to pieces at most. As long as you roll on the ground desperately and crush them, you may be able to extinguish the flames and escape.
But the demonic weapons made by the Chinese were so sinister that it was beyond his imagination. Those flames were like tarsal maggots. No matter how you rolled on the ground, they burned stubbornly and tenaciously, and even burned more and more fiercely.
Poor Second Lieutenant Aang Kongjing was rolling and howling under the horrified gaze of his captain, while the flames and black smoke on his body were getting thicker and thicker.
His strong body made him far more tenacious than ordinary Japanese infantry, but obviously, he suffered greater pain, so much so that he even cried and begged his companions to give him a shot.
But among his subordinates, no one dared to do this because of his usual strength.
The final outcome is to be burned alive.
And even if he died, the fire would still not go out.
Even the hillside he rolled over was still burning with flames, making a sizzling sound, leaving patches of charred black on the land.
That was his flesh and skin that had been burned alive.
There was even a strange smell wafting in the air, which was far more terrifying than the acrid gun smoke.
It was a terrifying weapon from hell developed by the Chinese. Ozawa, who was covered in ice, roared and issued a military order for the entire army to attack the mountain at all costs.
He didn't want to die, he didn't want to be forced to jump into a deep ditch and become a puddle of flesh, he didn't want to wait on the mountain road to be blown to pieces by Chinese grenades, and he didn't want to be lit into a human-shaped candle by that terrible Molotov cocktail.
Who said there is no temperature in the battlefield?
At least, the Fourth Company's battlefield was in full swing.
Hundreds of Molotov cocktails were thrown down the hillside. Although only twenty or thirty Japanese soldiers became the fuel to "help the evildoers", a lot of vegetation was ignited.
There is already a lot of dry grass in winter, so it was a big deal to be ignited by hundreds of large fire starters. Not to mention the Japanese infantrymen inside, even the Chinese soldiers on the mountain ridge more than 30 meters away felt the heat wave.
Not only was the helmet hot, but even the hair and eyebrows were bent.
It is said that after the war, the long-gone beards of the officers and soldiers of the 4th Company were all burnt away, and even their eyebrows were few and far between. As a result, the 4th Company was nicknamed the "Browless Company".
Zhao Daqiang was very happy with this title. Does this mean that he will no longer be so unlucky in the future? A piece of flesh was shaved off by a cannonball on his hind buttocks. Although it is not fatal, he has not sat down for more than half a month.
Even when he slept, he always slept on his stomach, but he was often teased by that old veteran Li Jijin, saying that he always dreamed of having a wife.
The officers and soldiers of the 4th Company on the mountain were almost bald from the scorching heat wave, not to mention the Japanese soldiers on the hillside and on the mountain road who were still trying hard to survive.
Ozawa Risheng's little mind was spinning as fast as his captain. Although he could not know the situation of the former army hundreds of meters away due to the mountain obstruction, judging from the loud noise coming from there,
They must have also encountered a terrible attack. It is probably hopeless.
The only one who can save yourself now is yourself.
But charging is really unrealistic.
Although the Chinese seem to have a very open battle line, there is a submachine gun paired with two shell guns every few dozen meters, plus a light machine gun. The raindrops of bullets will not be burned on the hillside at all.
The remaining Japanese infantrymen had little chance.
The faster Ozawa's head spins, the more she wants to cry.
He had an infantry squadron and a baggage team of nearly 300 people, but the firepower was actually not as fierce as the Chinese.
The 38-type rifles with bayonets up to 1.7 meters in their hands, which used to look arrogant in the past, were as ridiculous as burning fire sticks in front of the large number of submachine guns equipped by the Chinese.
In fact, it's better to burn a fire stick.
At least, burning fire sticks won't hinder their running.
When the two armies were fighting hand-to-hand, a Type 38 rifle exceeding 1.7 meters was as powerful as a spear, but in this mountain forest, it really affected the operation too much.
I was about to jump behind a tree to avoid the Chinese's terrifying bullets, but the gun was too long and got caught on a branch.
On the battlefield, a split second can determine life or death.
The Japanese infantryman who had lived a good life would never abandon his weapon easily. The two seconds of holding him tightly were enough for him to be hit by various bullets swept over him.
But it has to be said that the Japanese army is really an opponent that cannot be ignored.
There were flying bullets, grenades falling from time to time, and vegetation ignited by Molotov cocktails. Under such harsh conditions, the Japanese army did not collapse.
They are still fighting.
Even many officers and soldiers of the 4th Company who had had many encounters with the Japanese army looked shocked. If they were allowed to fight on an equal footing, they would most likely be defeated!
These Japanese troops were much more difficult to deal with than the Sixth Division or the 18th Division they faced.
The 5th Division from North China almost represents the top combat power of the Japanese army.
Tang Dao and the Independent Battalion are chewing on such a hard nut.
