Fang Buwei put down the Molotov cocktail, and asked Ye Xingzhong again: "What about the two steel plates?" ”

"Give it to Adjutant Yang, there is a Chen Wanxing hardware factory in his old wharf, and the lathe is the most profitable in Shanghai, so it should be able to be made according to your requirements...... Ye Xingzhong replied.

"Old wharf, Chen Wanxing Hardware Factory...... Okay, I'll find someone who knows the place to take me, you keep an eye on ......" Fang Buwei explained.

"Understood!" Ye Xingzhong responded.

According to Fang Buwei, he got out of the baggage camp in a jeep, and Ye Xingzhong was still muttering: "Sir, is this really stupid?" Seventy or eighty pounds of armor, how can you move? ”

The old wharf is in the public concession, next to the Huangpu River, but it was designated as a neutral zone by Britain and the United States, and was not harassed by the Japanese army for the time being, and was relatively peaceful.

Listening to the name of the hardware factory, Fang Buwei thought it was a private workshop, but he didn't know until Lintou that it was a fairly large machinery factory.

He also came here in his previous life, called Shanghai Cutting Tool Factory.

Originally, it was mainly engaged in the production of various cutting tools.

After the war in Shanghai, the factory was shut down, and the workers were almost gone, but the boss was still there, and there were two masters.

Equipment such as lathes and stamping machines cannot be transported, so they are still there.

When Fang Buwei went in, Chen Sunong's adjutant was staring at the lathe master cutting the steel plate.

"Staff Officer Fang!" When he saw Fang Buwei, Adjutant Yang glanced at him with extremely strange eyes.

It's not surprising that it's a hell of a sight.

What kind of age is this, and there are still people who want to wear armor to the battlefield?

Are you in the age of cold weapons?

Oh, that's not right, after all, Staff Officer Fang is going to use the nickel steel armor plate of a German-style armored car to create plate armor, and bulletproof is no problem at all......

But Adjutant Yang still felt that he couldn't describe it in words.

Could it be that Staff Officer Fang didn't know that he was a flesh grown, and only thought that he had gasoline in his stomach?

That's nearly 100 catties?

Fang doesn't care what these people think, it's important to save their lives.

It was when he saw these two steel plates in the baggage battalion of the tax police department that he had a whim, and his mind was full of ideas.

It is the bottom armor of a German-style armored car, four millimeters thick, and the cannon will definitely not be able to defend against it, but it is more than enough to protect against the bullets of the Japanese devil's 38 big cover and crooked handle machine gun.

Fang Buwei didn't think about wearing it at night, he considered that there might be a situation of breaking out of the trenches, so he was prepared.

Fang Buwei explained a few more words to the owner of the hardware factory and the old master, don't cut the steel plate badly, and then pulled Staff Officer Yang back to the division headquarters.

For this thing, Fang Buwei has a lot of people, and it is best to find a master who can build plate armor.

Of course, no, he can design it himself.

After building, the full weight may be about seventy or eighty pounds, and the other party does not come, wearing this armor, running for more than ten seconds in 100 meters, and there is no pressure.

Look at Lao Tzu is powerful, or your devil's tank is powerful.

……

I don't know if it was the loss of four infantry guns, two tanks, the devils on the opposite side did not have the heavy weapons at hand, and they could not form fire coverage, or for other reasons, the position of the 523rd Regiment had been silent for two.

On the afternoon of the second day, near dusk, in the trenches of the first battalion of Liu Xuwu's headquarters, there were suddenly several more people wearing tweed uniforms.

The reason why it was chosen at dusk was because in most cases, the Japanese would not choose to attack at night.

There are no epaulettes, no collar flowers, and I can't tell what military rank it is, but even the adjutants who follow him are all military uniforms and long military boots, and even those who are slow in their minds know that they are all big people.

A group of people stood in a trench, staring intently at a man who looked like a bear more than ten meters away.

"Let's get started!" Fang Buwei shouted from afar.

"Yes!"

Ye Xingzhong responded, poked into the box at his feet with his right hand, took out a Molotov cocktail, shook it vigorously twice, and then leaned on the torch on the right.

Ye Xingzhong squinted his left eye, glanced at it slightly, leaned back, raised his right hand outward, and flew out with a Molotov cocktail.

With a "bang", the Molotov cocktail smashed into the smashed and burned black tank, and then with a "bang", countless sparks were splashed, and most of the right armor was burned.

A colonel-level officer leaned into the tank to observe it, and several bigwigs in the trench also raised their binoculars.

Fang Buwei knew everything: Zhu Shaoliang, commander-in-chief of the Middle Route Army, Huang Jie, commander of the Eighth Army, Song Xilian of the 36th Division, Wang Jingjiu of the 87th Division, and Song Yuanliang of the 88th Division......

as well as the deputy division commanders and chiefs of staff of the divisions.

All of them were the highest commanders of the armies of the Middle Route Army.

These people came to see the power of home-made incendiary bombs.

Fang Buwei introduced next to him: "The Molotov cocktail is a mixture of high alcohol and gasoline, which ignites when it encounters fire, and it is not easy to extinguish...... When the bottle is smashed, the gasoline and alcohol flow into the armor along with the vents and exhaust ports, igniting the fuel lines and even burning the driver and gunner in the driver's compartment......"

"It doesn't matter if you can't burn the driver and gunner, you can just light the oil circuit......," Zhu Shaoliang said excitedly, "In order to save space and materials, the devil's tank fuel tank is not concentrated, a little here and there, all of them are connected by rubber pipes, and they are also under the armor, and there is no way to pounce, as soon as it catches fire, the tank will lie down......"

In fact, it is not the case with Japanese tanks, before and after World War II, Soviet and German tanks were originally designed like this, so homemade Molotov cocktails were popular.

"Isn't this thing better than a cluster grenade?" Huang Jie asked subconsciously.

"That's nature!" Song Yuanliang is now learning and selling, "The cluster grenade can only work if it is at least ten catties up, but this Molotov cocktail is less than a catty, how far can the grenade be thrown, how far can this thing be thrown......"

A cluster of grenades, everyone's eyes moved to Fang Buwei's face.

Fang Buwei threw the cluster grenade a hundred meters away, and also blew up the devil's frank deeds, which had already spread throughout the army.

In addition to Huang Jie and Zhu Shaoliang, several others also have insight into this god's thoughts.

"It doesn't matter if the accuracy is worse, as long as there is enough gasoline, this thing will be made in a steady stream of energy...... The cost is much lower than grenades and explosives packs! Chen Sunong added.

"Not just the cost!" Wang Jingjiu praised, "If you stand in the trench, you can throw it, and you can't organize death squads, how many fewer people can die?" ”

Everyone nodded.

That's the biggest benefit.

The more Zhu Shaoliang thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to go to the chairman of the committee now to popularize the method of making Molotov cocktails throughout the army.