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

Chapter 220 Violent flamethrower!

"Yu Ye, is it almost time now?"

The brigade commander watched through the telescope as the fire in the distant steel mill gradually died down.

Yu Ye nodded: “Almost done, now should be the finishing stage.

Lao Li, let Heshang and Duan Peng lead a small team, wear the gas masks that the Japanese sent us before, and carry the flamethrowers I prepared for Heshang and Duan Peng, and go to the underground fortifications to take a good look. "

When coming here this time, Yu Ye took into consideration the need for combat in underground tunnels, so he took all the flamethrowers produced during this period of time on the car to avoid casualties during tunnel combat.

"it is good!"

Li Yunlong nodded.

"Oh, Lao Li, when you ask them to go check the tunnel, bring the ten barrels of gasoline we brought with us and burn them in the tunnel first.

Then, let the monk and Duan Peng lead people into the tunnel to search.

Remember, if it's an invisible corner, use the flamethrower to spray me first before you go over there."

Yu Ye instructed in a serious tone.

"it is good!"

Li Yunlong also became serious and began to arrange the search work.

The brigade commander saw all this and said unhappily, "Now I know how your independent regiment fights. It's simply a waste of resources!"

"How could your independent regiment fight like this? Just take the first round of 300 napalm bombs. If they were used on other battlefields, how many Japanese soldiers could they kill?

You are not fighting a war, this is simply committing a sin!"

The brigade commander looked at Yu Ye, cursing a little.

Yu Ye felt helpless. He really couldn't blame himself. This was just the beginning. If he had used the amount of ammunition that Van Fleet had in later generations, or even the astonishing amount of ammunition from the battle eleven years later, wouldn't the brigade commander go crazy?

The brigade commander has never lived a prosperous life.

It's really petty.

However, Yu Ye only dared to complain about these things in his heart but didn't dare to say them out loud.

......

The monk and Duan Peng entered the factory with seven soldiers.

They were each carrying three cans placed side by side on their backs, which looked extremely heavy. Below the three cans was a metal pipe extending from the bottom of the cans and held in the hands of these soldiers.

A modified version of the Russian LPO-50 flamethrower.

"Monk, do you think this thing we're carrying on our backs is any good? Why is it so heavy? It must weigh about 70 or 80 kilograms."

Duan Peng weighed the jar on his back and asked curiously.

"I say, kid, you've only been in our independent regiment for a few days? And you're already questioning the weapons made by Minister Yu?

I tell you, there is no weapon made by Minister Yu that doesn’t work!"

The monk glared at Duan Peng. He couldn't stand this troublemaker and wanted to find a chance to teach him a lesson.

"Fortunately, after Minister Yu developed it, he specially let me test this new equipment. It was so exciting!"

Speaking of the power of this weapon, the monk instantly became excited.

"Duan Peng, according to the minister's original design, this thing is not that heavy. The minister said that the iron produced by the Liaoyuan Arsenal was not up to standard, so they had to increase the thickness, and that's why it's this heavy.

Without some physical strength, you really can't use such a powerful weapon."

"Why is it so fierce? I haven't seen anything like it before."

Duan Peng was a little bit unconvinced.

"You kid! Just wait and see me demonstrate it to you."

The monk looked around and saw that the entire factory was filled with the corpses of Japanese soldiers. There was not even a single living one. It was a real bummer.

However, looking at the entrance to the underground fortifications not far away, the monk suddenly had an idea.

He walked quickly to the entrance of the underground fortification, took a look, and saw two dead bodies of Japanese soldiers at the entrance. Obviously, there might be more inside.

The monk stood at the entrance of the underground fortification, raised the barrel of the flamethrower in his hand and pointed it at the underground fortification and said, "Duan Peng, I heard from the minister that the range of this thing can reach 100 meters, just watch it."

After he finished speaking, a large ball of flame instantly rose from the muzzle of the flamethrower in his hand, and shot towards the entire underground fortification like a fire dragon.

stunned.

The eight people who came in with the monk, including Duan Peng, were all stunned.

The entire underground fortification was covered by this fire dragon. Almost every inch of space was filled with flames and the temperature was extremely high.

Captain Maeda, who was still alive in the underground fortifications, felt his scalp tingling when he saw the flames coming at him after turning several corners.

Why the hell are you here again?

Endless and endless.

Captain Maeda, who was already frightened by the napalm bomb, felt a little palpitated when he saw the flames breaking through the sky. He really had some fire PTSD.

However, PTSD is of no use, as this time his life will be ended directly.

The scorching flames directly set him and several Japanese soldiers around him on fire.

Almost in the blink of an eye, these Japanese devils turned into fireballs.

What followed was a shrill howl.

Ok?

This sound instantly boosted the spirits of the monks guarding outside the fortifications!

What's the matter?

We were just testing it out, and there really were some Japanese soldiers who survived.

There was nothing to say. It was almost instinct. The muzzle of the flamethrower in the monk's hand once again sprayed out a raging dragon of fire, leaving no chance for the Japanese devils to breathe.

The miserable howling sound was heard again throughout the fortification.

Like listening to the sounds of nature.

Except for Duan Peng, those who followed the monk in were all veterans with very strong tactical skills. Naturally, there was no need for the monk to say anything more. They immediately scattered and looked for various possible entrances to the underground fortifications.

After finding it, without any hesitation, he fired a flame jet decisively.

For a while, there were winding fire dragons in every underground fortification, and a very lively barbecue feast was being staged.

Except for three or four relatively deep mines, the remaining Japanese soldiers were instantly driven back to the sky after the flames were blasted away.

After just over ten minutes, almost all the Japanese in all the fortifications were wiped out by these nine people using flamethrowers.

The Japanese were already low on health, and faced with such a powerful weapon, they had no chance of resistance and could only obediently turn into ashes.

Only in three or four deeper mines were there some noise. The monk frowned. How could there still be noise? We had clearly made good arrangements for the devils.

This is a job not done properly, and you will definitely be scolded.

The monk immediately made a decision: "Bring four or five barrels of gasoline and pour them all into the cave.

The brigade commander is still here, we must not keep any Japanese prisoners, we can't make things difficult for the minister!"