Zhu Shaoliang pondered for two seconds, and pointed at Ye Xingzhong: "Change someone!" How many people can there be in the whole army, and the physical strength can be as good as your guard? ”

Fang Buwei's past deeds, Zhu Shaoliang knows a little bit, and he can be a guard who can be Fang Buwei, even if he is not worse than Fang, he is better than ordinary soldiers.

Just look at Ye Xingzhong's body shape.

Zhu Shaoliang wanted to see what the effect would be if he was replaced by an ordinary soldier.

Song Yuanliang was just about to call someone, but Huang Jie waved his hand and called one of his guards.

"Let him come!"

Huang Jie was afraid that when ordinary soldiers saw so many commanders, it was still a question of whether they could stand firm.

The guard picked up a Molotov cocktail and shook it twice, then caught fire to the strip of cloth on the mouth of the bottle.

"Don't panic!" Fang Buwei reminded, "This thing won't explode, as long as the bottle doesn't break, it won't hurt anyone!" ”

The guard nodded, took two steps back, pressed his body against the back wall of the trench, kicked his feet, ran in two steps, and threw the Molotov cocktail out.

The distance was enough, but the throw was missed, and it was seven or eight meters away from the tank.

After the bottle hit the ground, it broke, and the gasoline and alcohol spilled five or six meters away, instantly igniting a fire ring of nearly ten meters.

"It's okay if you can't hit it!" Fang Buwei said with a smile, "When the war starts, a special thrower will definitely be arranged, a company, at least a dozen or twenty people, so many people will be smashed together, there will always be one or two ...... who will be smashed."

"Even if you can't smash a tank, you can burn people, and even if you can't burn people, you can reduce the enemy's charge...... It is impossible for a devil to brave such a big fire to rush over, unless he is wearing iron shoes......" Song Yuanliang added.

Fang Buwei has already explained, the starch in the Molotov cocktail already has an adhesion effect, sticking to the shoes, and you can't shake it off if you want to, how can you fight?

"Go on!" Zhu Shaoliang nodded.

Three more were thrown in a row, and the guards smashed the tank.

Zhu Shao's conscience also counted it.

It is indeed a sharp weapon, and Fang Buwei has made another great contribution.

"I'll go to the chairman now!" Zhu Shaoliang said.

"Commander, please!" Huang Jie replied.

He didn't want to leave yet, he wanted to see the divine power that Fang Buwei did.

"How far can you throw?"

"Half a mile!" Fang is not a breezy return.

As soon as he heard this, Zhu Shaoliang just took a step and stopped.

The others all looked at Fang Buwei in disbelief.

How far can a rifle's bullet shoot?

Huang Jie obviously didn't believe it, pointed to the Molotov cocktail and said, "Throw one, let us see it!" ”

"Good!" Fang Buwei nodded.

He could probably guess what these people meant.

Do you have to give yourself a chance to show off?

Fang Buwei picked up a Molotov cocktail, lit the torch, didn't help him run, didn't pick up his arm, and threw it out.

The few people next to them could obviously see that the bottle that Fang Buwei threw out was much faster than that of Ye Xingzhong and Huang Jie's guards.

The bottle flew farther and farther, and by the time it hit the ground, it had become a small black dot the size of a sesame seed, and if it weren't for the flame that followed, it wouldn't have been found without a telescope.

They are all generals who have fought old battles, and just by glancing at them, you can see a rough idea.

Even Zhu Shaoliang took a breath of cold air.

How much more than half a mile?

It's all 300 meters.

"Take the test!" Huang Jie pointed to his adjutant.

The adjutant ran out with a puff of smoke.

It took almost two minutes to run back.

"Report to the commander, six hundred and sixty steps one way......"

Six hundred and sixty steps......

At this moment, no one was speechless.

Huang Jie's adjutant is not small, he still trotted all the way, one step is less, even if there is half a meter, these six hundred and sixty steps are three hundred and thirty meters!

"What the hell?" Huang Jie looked at Fang Buwei in a daze, and then looked at Ye Xingzhong, "Look at you, you're not strong, where did you get so much strength?" ”

"Talented!" Fang Buwei replied with a smile.

Huang Jie just wanted to snort, but looked at the fire in the distance and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

If it's not talented, how can it be explained?

At this moment, no one dared to doubt what was written in the military newspaper that Fang Buwei threw a cluster grenade 180 meters away.

It's not that my brother doesn't want to be low-key, it's that he doesn't allow his strength......

Fang Buwei thought proudly.

Just as he was, Zhu Shaoliang interrupted Fang Buwei's association.

"Come with me, just talk about the production charter!"

To see the chairman?

Fang Buwei subconsciously made a sudden break in his heart.

It's only been a few days since I was scolded?

And it was only published in the military newspaper yesterday, and now because he made a Molotov cocktail, he will soon become famous in the whole army, and if he goes at this time, will he misunderstand the chairman of the committee: this party is not for, does he deliberately want Lao Tzu to see, how powerful he is?

Forget it.

Although I also know that most of the time the chairman of the committee, the amount of gas is still okay, but I can't guarantee that when I go, it will become a "small part".

"The method is very simple, and I have already reported to the division, and Master Song has the specific recipe and production method, as well as some precautions, so I won't go!" Fang Buwei said.

"No, it's not good!" Zhu Shaoliang groaned, "If the committee asks, how did you come up with this idea, and how can I answer?" ”

"I learned it when I went to the United States!" Fang Buwei replied very naturally, "When I was in the United States, I accidentally read a report, saying that in three or six years, when the Spaniards were fighting the civil war, this kind of thing was invented, I thought it was easy to make, the cost was low, and the lethality was quite large, so I wrote it down......."

What Fang Buwei said is really not a lie.

This thing was indeed invented in three or six years, when Spain was fighting in the civil war, but it was used to fight tanks in thirty-nine years.

He was just deliberately confusing it.

It seems that Fang Buwei really doesn't want to go.

Zhu Shaoliang glanced at Song Yuanliang meaningfully: "Then you go with me!" ”

"Yes!" Song Yuanliang's spirit was shocked.

Who doesn't like the matter of inviting merit?

Zhu Shaoliang and Song Yuanliang went to report, and the others surrounded Fang Buwei, asking in detail about the preparation methods and precautions of Molotov cocktails, and Fang Buwei answered them one by one.

After some tossing, it was dark.

Fang Buwei didn't care about eating, drove the car, took Ye Xingzhong, and went to the old wharf again.

I really let him find it.

Yesterday, Chen Haoqiu called, saying that he had asked from Du Yuesheng that there was a group of White Russian Maozi in the French Concession, and one of the ancestors in it was an armor maker.

Fang Buwei went to test it, but he didn't expect that he was really knowledgeable.

He was not stingy, and offered a high price of three hundred dollars, and he must let the White Russians give him this armor, and paid a hundred dollars first.

When the White Russian saw the dollar, he almost stared out his eyes, patted his chest and promised that in three days at most, Fang Buwei would be able to put on his armor and go into battle.

As for the question of whether Fang Buwei could move seventy or eighty pounds of steel armor, the White Russians didn't mention it.