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"Free up all these wine bottles, then put gasoline in them and use them as incendiary bombs! This thing will be of great use when we break out at night!" Lin An said.
After hearing this, Hu San thought that the battalion commander was worthy of being a battalion commander, and he had even thought of this method. So I immediately called someone and started emptying out the several boxes of wine inside, and then loaded them with gasoline.
Fill the bottle with gasoline, plug the mouth of the bottle with a piece of cloth, light it and throw it out. Although this weapon is simple to make, its lethality on the battlefield is no worse than a grenade. Especially the blazing flames and the screams of the soldiers burned by the flames will create a psychological deterrent to the enemy.
However, it is still a bit reluctant to break through the Japanese army's tight position with these incendiary bombs alone.
At this time, a gust of wind came from the distant wilderness.
This is the outskirts of Beiping City. The terrain is flat and there is no obstruction. The wind took advantage of the terrain and almost blew the military cap off Xia Yang's head.
"The north wind is blowing south! God helps me!" Xia Yang said secretly, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He set his sights on the firewood piled in front of the town residents' doors. Then he said to Hu San: "Hu San, please collect all this firewood. We will have a lot of use for it tonight!"
Hu San didn¡¯t understand, but he always believed in his battalion commander. As long as the battalion commander said it, he would definitely believe it. I was still thinking in my mind, is the battalion commander going to set fire to Red Cliff? He didn't read much, but he had heard in opera reviews that Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu burned Cao Cao's 800,000-strong army at Chibi on the Yangtze River!
Soon the wood was piled up. Then Lin An asked Hu San to fetch water from the well. He got several buckets of water and placed them in front of the piles of firewood.
Hu San was a little confused. He thought that the battalion commander had forgotten about the firewood, but was he still going to use the water to put out the burned firewood?
"Batalion Commander, what are you doing with all this water?" the straightforward Hu San asked directly.
Xia Yang smiled mysteriously, and then said to Hu San: "Don't ask so many questions now. Before eating, the little devil will probably charge again. After we blocked this wave of attacks, you will naturally know what I am doing." What are you doing?" After saying that, he patted Hu San on the shoulder, leaving Hu San confused.
As soon as Xia Yang finished doing this, a messenger hurried over, saluted Xia Yang and said, "Batalion Commander, the little devils have begun to gather troops again, preparing to attack us."
After hearing this, Xia Yang immediately took out his Mauser pistol and hurriedly ran towards the south side of the town.
At this time, on the Japanese position, two Japanese squadrons belonging to the 56th Regiment of the 14th Division of the Japanese Army were making intensive preparations. Before nightfall, they planned to carry out the last charge of the day.
Squadron leader Jiro Banishi looked at his pocket watch. The pocket watch was made in Switzerland. The watch body was extremely smooth and well maintained. It was given to him by his brother Ichiro Banishi, the captain of the 56th Regiment.
Because he was protected by his brother Bannishi Ichir¨, the squadron commanded by Bannishi Jira did not participate in the attack on the 29th Army stationed in Beiping City, but was stationed in this area. There will be no need for him to fight any more battles by then, and he can be considered a credit for capturing Beiping City.
But what he didn¡¯t expect was that they encountered a Chinese army here that was preparing to withdraw to Baoding, Hebei. This made him overjoyed. As an outstanding graduate of the Japanese Army Military Academy, he still wanted to prove himself on the battlefield.
Not only did Jiro Banishi prove himself to his superiors, but he also wanted to prove to his brother that he could stand alone and no longer needed the careful protection of Kazuo Banishi.
This siege and annihilation battle has lasted for a whole day. His two squadrons conducted a total of five attacks on the Chinese army trapped in the town.
If it were other Chinese armies, under such a fierce attack, they would have collapsed and been completely defeated.
¡°But the Chinese army in front of us is tenacious beyond imagination. After they sacrificed nearly a hundred people, they were still unable to eat up the Chinese army, which had only more than a hundred people left.
"Captain Banishi, there is still an hour until dark. Our death squads have been assembled. As long as you give the order, they will launch the most ferocious attack on the enemy for the glory of the Japanese Empire." One of Jira Banishi's men The squad leader said.
Jirao Banishi nodded, and then used binoculars to observe the defense line in the town not far away. Among the ruined bricks and tiles, he could vaguely see the rags and tattered clothes and bodies.The weak Chinese soldiers are building simple fortifications there.
"The mortars are ready to bombard them, and then the death squads charge. We have to eat these Chinese soldiers who are as stubborn as cockroaches before dinner is ready!" As Jiro Sakanishi said, he put away his pocket watch and pulled it out. He got his own command knife.
Looking at the town in the distance that had been turned into ruins by mortar shells, Banishi Jira looked towards the direction of Beiping City, and then said: "Brother, I will prove myself to you!" Thinking like this, his young face On the top, showing a trace of pride, he pointed the command knife forward in his hand and roared: "Charge!!"
With his order, the mortar positions in the rear immediately began to bombard the town.
A whistling sound broke the tranquility of dusk. The sound of the explosion was heard, and the position south of the town burst into flames. The thick smoke generated after the explosion shrouded the area, and then dissipated under the strong wind.
Xia Yang and Hu San were hiding in the crater, watching the whizzing mortar shells pass over their heads, and then turned the few remaining houses into ruins.
"We don't have heavy firepower. If we have a few RPGs, we will definitely give those little devils a good drink!" Xia Yang muttered in his mouth and patted the dust falling on his hat.
Hu San on the side asked: "Batalion Commander, what are you talking about? What is skin chicken? Can it be eaten?"
Xia Yang slapped Hu San on the head and scolded with a smile: "You are a tough guy, you only know how to eat! You should think about how to kill the Japanese!"
After a volley of mortars, the Japanese death squads had rushed less than 400 meters away from the town.
Xia Yang popped his head out of the crater, then picked up the 38-meter cover left by the Japanese army beside him, and pointed it at the head of the leading Japanese squad leader. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com