Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 373 Monk: Damn, let’s try firing a flare at the ammunition depot!

Saburo Shimizu faced the attack head-on. The rubble was flying around the fortress like bullets. Many Japanese soldiers were killed or seriously injured on the spot. Saburo Shimizu was considered lucky as he only had a cut on his face from the rubble.

The wound was very deep, about three centimeters deep and ten centimeters long. If it had been a little more to the side, his left eye would have been destroyed on the spot.

Blood gushed out from his face in an instant. In the blink of an eye, his face and chest were covered in blood. He looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

After this battle, if Shimizu Saburo could survive by chance, he would probably be disfigured.

However, at this moment he had no time to care about whether his face was disfigured. Even under the influence of the rapid secretion of adrenaline, he lost so much blood that he didn't even feel a bit of pain.

Saburo Shimizu knew that the time had come to fight to the death. If he did not defend the ammunition depot at this time, even if he survived, he would probably not be able to escape the accountability afterwards.

He didn't want to send his women to entertain the troops.

"Everyone, the time has come to serve the Heavenly Locusts. Please fight to the death! When the battle started, I have already contacted Taiyuan. Reinforcements are on the way and will arrive in half an hour at most. Please hold on for another half an hour."

Saburo Shimizu waved the sword in his hand, almost madly!

After hearing this, the Japanese soldiers who were almost in despair rekindled their hope. They tried their best to fire all their bullets and went crazy!

Seeing the crazy look of the Japanese, Wang Gensheng rummaged behind his back and found that there was only one fuel-air bomb left. He hesitated for half a second, put the fuel-air bomb back, and pulled out a white phosphorus bomb from the side.

Aim and pull the trigger.

Wang Gensheng's hands were steady. Without any hesitation, the white phosphorus bomb penetrated into the fortress through the large hole just created by the high-explosive rocket.

The white phosphorus bombs produced by the Liaoyuan Arsenal now are no longer the white phosphorus extracted from urine, animal bones or Japanese bones in the past, but are extracted from phosphate ore. There is no shortage of white phosphorus at all.

This white phosphorus bomb with a charge of 3.5kg penetrated into the fortress through a large hole in the fortress and then exploded inside, with bright flames and thick white smoke gushing out.

Shimizu Saburo, who was in the middle of it, only saw a shell coming in. He lay down subconsciously, but it was all in vain.

After the shell exploded, the entire interior of the fortress was filled with brilliant flames. Shimizu Saburo watched helplessly as the flames fell on the Japanese soldiers, and a few flames fell on his own back.

At first, Shimizu Saburo didn't think anything of it and thought it was just an ordinary flame, but after just a dozen seconds he realized something was wrong.

No matter how he rolled around, he couldn't put out the flames.

Enduring the severe pain, he looked at the other Japanese soldiers. A few soldiers were unlucky. The flames fell on their faces and arms, and no matter how they slapped, they could not put out the flames.

It is simply the fire of hell, like a maggot attached to the bones, which cannot be driven away at all.

Shimizu Saburo was horrified to see that the face of a Japanese soldier was burned to the bones by the flames, and the white bones looked hideous and terrifying.

He was a little panicked. He couldn't afford to be burned to death here by the fire.

Saburo Shimizu did not realize that the smoke produced by the flames was even more deadly. When the smoke was inhaled, his entire lungs felt as if they were burning, and he could not breathe at all.

The more you cannot breathe, the more intense the reaction of your upper respiratory tract will be, and you will want to inhale more air. The more you do this, the more white smoke you will inhale.

This will make the Japanese soldiers feel even more uncomfortable.

Saburo Shimizu himself also experienced this pain deeply. He simply could not bear it and subconsciously kept scratching his neck with both hands, trying to relieve the pain, but it was all in vain.

Compared with this kind of pain, the pain of being burned by flames on the back is nothing but scabies, there is no comparison at all.

Since the fortress of the Japanese Tangjiabao ammunition depot was in the shape of a "mountain", and all parts were connected internally, the white smoke produced by the white phosphorus bomb spread throughout the entire fortress.

The smoke spread very quickly. In less than a minute, the entire "mountain"-shaped fortress was filled with poisonous fog from the burning white phosphorus, which made the Japanese soldiers taste the feeling of suffocation.

In less than five minutes, all firepower in the entire fortress was extinguished.

The firing points on the top and the hillside were engulfed by raging flames. The Japs were lucky not to be roasted into jerky. The firepower inside the fortress was directly suffocated by a white phosphorus bomb.

Except for one or two independent firing points outside the connected fortress, the entire Tangjiabao ammunition depot was almost undefended for the Liangshan Special Battalion of the Independent Regiment.

It is also easy to deal with the two independent firepower points. The monk pulls the Gatling gun in his hand, and the 12.7mm caliber bullets are fiercely fired at the two firepower points.

No matter how thick the granite concrete shelter is, under the absolute pressure of the 12.7mm caliber, the shelter was peeled off layer by layer. It took less than half a minute, and the Japanese hiding in a firing point were beaten into a pile of meat scraps by the monks.

The power of Gatling Bodhisattva is indeed well-deserved.

When the monk turned his gun to clear another independent firing point, he found that the firing point had been silenced. It turned out that it was set off by Xizi from 800 meters away.

It's a tacit cooperation.

As a result, the Japanese's entire ammunition depot and fuel depot no longer had any protection.

For the sake of safety, the monk and Wang Gensheng led the team to search in the direction of the ammunition depot with cross-cover. When they arrived in front of the big hole blown by the RDX rocket, they heard a slight groan of pain from the fortress.

Are the devils so tenacious?

There was no need to hesitate. Wang Gensheng located the sound, pulled out two grenades and threw them into the fortress.

After two explosions and a few echoes, the whole world became completely quiet.

Since the interior of the fortress was filled with poisonous gases from the burning white phosphorus bombs, even standing at the entrance of this hole and taking a few breaths of the gas escaping from inside still felt extremely uncomfortable.

How can this be good?

The monk fired a flare into the room, which scared Wang Gensheng: "Fuck, monk, are you always so arrogant? This is the enemy's ammunition depot.

You're firing flares into the ammunition depot, are you afraid of dying?"

Seeing the monk being so fierce, Wang Gensheng no longer cared about respecting his leader and started to scold him.

"Don't worry, we just fired a white phosphorus bomb and nothing happened. How could I fire a flare and the ammunition depot explode?

Our luck isn’t that bad, is it? "

The monk didn't think there was anything wrong and instead started arguing with Wang Gensheng.