Volume VIII 1303 Blue Purgatory

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Each white phosphorus bomb weighs 3 kilograms, and this heavy glass-shelled bomb can only be used by the strongest fighters, because the soldiers must accurately drop the white phosphorus bomb on the head of the enemy's group, at worst at a distance of three meters.

The white phosphorus bomb consists of two parts, the core of which is actually an ordinary grenade, with a time-delay fuse and high explosives, and the grenadier pulls the trigger from the trigger to ignite the time-delay fire rope and then drops the bomb.

Overhead the enemy's head, the grenade explodes, which not only shatters the glass bottle and ignites the white phosphorus turbidity, but also sprays the white phosphorus liquid over a larger area through the splashing power of the explosion, thus increasing the killing effect.

In fact, in Xiao Letian's unit, all soldiers have to undergo strict throwing training, because grenades are the only way to make up for the lack of Marine artillery.

Only the best soldier in throwing training has the honor of being a grenadier, and the grenadier is not a separate branch of the army in the new army, but a kind of honor awarded to the soldier, and the soldier who has the qualification of grenadier also has the qualification to touch the white phosphorus bomb.

Wang Chen was a grenadier, and it was clearly written on his military registration paper, and at this moment he was holding a three-kilogram heavy bomb in his hand, and at that moment his breath became short.

"You have to throw it more than three meters, you have to expand the coverage of the killing, you must be calm, you must be calm! You can do it, you must do it......" Wang Chen desperately cheered himself up, trying to take a deep breath to make himself feel stable, in order to better exert the strength of his arms, he had already taken off his shirt, and the cold mountain wind blew over and gave him goosebumps all over his body.

With a glaring eye and a bite of his back molars, he grabbed the hair rope pull ring with his left hand and shouted, "Your grandmother's! Give you a pot of good wine...... Wang Chen exerted his strength on his waist, rushed out of the hidden bunker, and rushed forward in the face of the enemy's bullet rain.

"Ah......h

Laugh at...... The triggering device ignited the time-delay fuse, Wang Chen's right arm suddenly roared and threw out the white phosphorus bomb in his hand, and the fat glass bottle rolled into the sky, and the sparks spewed out from the tail drew a bright spiral in the dark night.

"It's so beautiful! It's like the fireworks set off during the Chinese New Year...... Wang Chengang sighed for a while, but there was a muffled sound, a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and another bullet bit the flesh.

"...... Hurry up and run......" He turned his head and fled into the trench, but there were three more muffled sounds, and he was bitten by a bullet three times on his buttocks.

There were three people who invested in white phosphorus bombs with Wang Chen, and four white phosphorus bombs were thrown into the air, but only two people escaped back into the trenches, and the remaining two grenadiers were killed on the spot.

But there was no blood shed in vain, the four glass bottles tumbling in the sky attracted the attention of everyone present, and no one in the attacking Russian army knew what kind of secret weapon this was, and some people subconsciously wanted to crawl down and dodge.

But the explosion in the next second was dumbfounded, bang...... After four muffled sounds, people saw a sudden splash of blue light overhead, as if someone had knocked over a bucket of blue fuel above people's heads.

At the foot of the mountain, Ackerson suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if someone had pinched it fiercely, and he yelled in horror, "It's not good...... What's that?"

No one answered his question, because the answer was given on the battlefield in the next second! The Netherworld Ghost Fire was like a dense fog in the mountains and forests in the early morning, as if it had a soul, and there were layers of killing intent in the softness.

I have to admit that this blue rain of fire falling from the sky is really beautiful, and in the dark night, this dark blue light shines for ten miles, and all the people on the left side of the battlefield can see it clearly.

The soldiers below the rain of fire were even stunned, and they subconsciously looked up, unaware that the Grim Reaper had already smiled at him.

The rain of fire finally drifted onto the soldier's skin, and in just a moment, the beauty turned into a lore!

"Ah......" There was a scream on the battlefield, and the ghost fire of more than 1,000 degrees Celsius was stained on the skin and began to burn into the meat, burning through the skin and flesh and straight into the bone marrow.

The painful soldiers rolled desperately on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames with sand but to no avail, the severe pain made the soldiers lose their minds, and they desperately tried to catch the people around them.

"Help me, please save me...... Splash water to extinguish the fire, it hurts, it hurts, ......it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Covered in blue flames, the soldiers pounced on their comrades, and the ghostly flames jumped from one soldier to another like a contagion.

Four incendiary bombs, each covering about sixty square meters of land, supposedly this kind of incendiary attack could not completely change the tide of battle, but everyone underestimated the impact of unknown weapons on human psychology.

This terrifying blue ghost fire suddenly crushed the morale of the Russian army, and they were not afraid of any strong army of Shisang, but for this kind of attack method that was close to divine punishment, they were still afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

Exxon shook and almost fell to the ground, it was the first time he had heard such a terrible roar, he never expected that a human could let out such a scream.

"What kind of weapon is this? Damn, who sues me, what kind of weapon is this?" all of Ekson's mature disguises were shattered at this moment, and he regained the affection that a young man should have.

After all, Molière has experienced more than young people, he grabbed Axon and whispered, "You are the commander, and now the army wants not your emotion, but your decision......!

"You can't mess up, first of all, you can't mess up, Xiao Lotian does have all kinds of strange weapons, but what can this be?

Ackerson looked at the soldiers struggling in the fire, some of them even jumped into the creek and couldn't extinguish the flames, the burning blue fire was spreading along the water, and the stream was soon covered with corpses.

The fire had become hell, and all the soldiers in the area that was not covered by the ghost fire were stupid, they forgot that they were still on the battlefield, and stood helpless one by one, watching their comrades struggle and scream in the flames, and they did not dare to help at all.

Four white phosphorus bombs turned the tide of the battle in an instant, followed by a dense onslaught of kerosene incendiary bombs, and once again Molotov cocktails were burned to the ground.

Gatling fired...... Cast these damned rakshasas into the flames!Burn them, burn them......" Wang Chen, whose buttocks were wrapped in layers of gauze, jumped up and down in the trench as if he didn't feel pain.

The brass of Gatling sounded again in the roar, and the enemies on the opposite side were swept down in layers like wheat harvesters.