The shelling lasted for forty minutes, and although the task given by Shimizu Daisa to the artillery squadron was free fire, it was not an aimless bombardment, and the devil artillery was to destroy the fortifications of the cottage and the houses that could be observed.

Dinner was served in advance, the shells were still falling down the hill one by one, and the infantrymen had a hot meal after resting, rice, miso soup, salted fish, and bacon boiled with Chinese cabbage.

The meal was opened at the foot of the mountain, and the mountain was not idle, although the devil's artillery fire kept bombarding it without interruption, but there was a platform blocking the line of sight of the artillery observation, and the Banla cottage east of the yard was almost blown up, and the large houses and Banla cottages to the west of the yard were still intact.

At the door of the Guo family's house, the red flames burned the bottom of the pot, and the boiled vegetables in the cauldron had just been obtained, there were not so many people to eat. Corn tortillas with white bread and iron pot stickers are enough!

A large bowl of boiled vegetables is dripped with a few drops of sesame oil, and a spoonful of old vinegar is poured, hey! Smell fragrant! The pancake of the dead side is sincere! Tortillas are sweet! Even those on the forward positions were sent up with cold artillery, and they were all full, and Yang Bangzi also ordered each person to carry two cakes in his arms, and he had to add supper tonight!

Everyone on and off the mountain is full of food and drink, and there is no TV to watch, and there is no need to twist a square dance or anything to eliminate food, let's fight!

Before it was dark, Shimizu Daisa ordered, and the devils of a squadron dispersed. Formed a three-layer skirmish line in front and back. Slowly start climbing the hill. He gave the order, not a strong attack, pay attention to concealment, advance to a distance of about a hundred meters from the edge of the platform and stop, and build a foxhole on the spot or something.

The eight roads on the terrace watched the devil swaying on the hillside like a turtle, and the sky gradually darkened, and the figure of the devil became more and more blurred.

The platoon commander at the front of the platform asked Yang Bangzi if he wanted to organize the soldiers to counterattack. Yang Bangzi lay leisurely in the anti-artillery hole, smoking a cigarette bag and pot, and said, "What are you panicking! Listen to the movement, wait for the devil to step on the stone watermelon we buried, and then report to me! ”

It didn't take long for me to say this, and there was a clang on the hillside! Stone mines and tripping cluster grenades planted in the morning were trampled on by the devils!

Hearing the sound of the mine, Yang Stick, who was lying there humming a little song with Erlang's legs crossed, jumped up on the ground, jumped out of the anti-artillery hole and dragged the pine oil Mingzi inserted by the side of the trench, raised it high, and shook it a few times!

The old fifth son, who had been hiding on the wall of the cottage, saw the torch raised, and he did not delay for a moment. Jumping off the fence, the reserve team leading the cat here carried the big guy out of the cottage door.

The devil won't shoot anymore. From the cottage gate to the front of the terrace, it took half a minute to arrive, and when they ran over, Yang Stick had already made people light more than ten torches, and the platform was bright in a flash!

As soon as Shimizu Daisa, who was watching the battle on the opposite mountain beam, found a large area on the platform bright and bright, he said in his heart that it was not good, and he saw clearly that it was a torch with a telescope, and hurriedly ordered to inform the front to be more careful, and the eight roads were going to use tricks!

The captain of the battle in the valley asked the whistle to inform his subordinates on the hillside, and a scene suddenly appeared in his eyes that he would never forget!

Under the light of a dozen or so torches on the edge of the terrace, dozens of large black balls suddenly appeared! Like fireworks that burst into the sky in an instant, the big ball glowed brightly!

The night sky that had just been dark was as bright as day by these dozens of balls of flames! It was as if dozens of suns had suddenly appeared, and the light from the fire pierced people's eyes!

The devils on the hillside who had just been blown up by the mines had not yet recovered from the panic, and they were stunned by the blazing fire above their heads.

There are also old devils who are well-informed, and they realize what danger they are going to face, and they don't bother to greet their comrades-in-arms anymore, so they stumble down the hill, not in a straight line, and run diagonally to the edge of the hillside.

Seeing the veterans running back in a panic, many young soldiers thought that these veterans were afraid of war, and they all sneered at those who fled down the mountain when they lay on the hillside.

Soon they discover how wrong it was not to run away! Yang Bangzi led people to bury the mine on the slope of the hill more than 100 meters away from the platform in the morning, and it has reached two-thirds of the entire hillside.

In fact, there is nothing fresh in it, or bundled hundreds of barley grass balls with a diameter of more than two meters, and in the different places used in Nanshan, this time the inside is solid, not hollowed out and filled with oil cans, with the fire oil that is now poured up, after pouring with a torch, the wheat straw balls burst into flames!

The straw fork pushed one by one, and several fighters pushed down the dozens of fireballs lined up along the platform in one go! After rolling a few meters away, the fireballs slammed into the rocks and jumped up and down! The whirring flames spewed heat waves, and the huge fireballs rushed towards the devils halfway up the mountain!

The squadron leader who led the team and an old soldier Cao have a little experience, this fireball is very scary to look at, but the speed of rolling is fast, as long as you lie face down on the ground, and wait for the fireball to roll over the back, it will be fine, at most the back is burned a little, and it will not get in the way.

So they even shouted and told all the soldiers to lie face down, and wait for the fireball to pass before panting!

But when the squadron leader saw that almost all the soldiers were lying down, and he himself pressed his face to the ground, after taking a deep breath, suddenly his mind went blank! He inhaled a strange breath of gas in his nostrils!

It's this gas that makes him stupid! A strong disgusting smell of oil! It's not the aroma of cooking oil, it's the smell of kerosene or kerosene!

Finished! Fooled! Eight roads are poured with oil all over the hillside! The squadron leader raised his head and watched as the huge terrifying fireball got closer and closer, closer and closer, and the fear in his heart went from the first soybean to a sprout in the chest!

"Run!" Before being swallowed by the fireball, the squadron leader of this devil finally shouted a word with all his might, but unfortunately it was too late, all the soldiers obeyed his orders, and they were lying on the hillside with five bodies on the ground, and they were all stupid with the question of smelling oil!

The squadron leader was a good and conscientious officer, and when he was advancing to the terrace just now, he was in front of the whole line, and the place where he lay down was exactly the top of the oil-splashed field on the hillside, and he was lucky enough to be the first to be hit by a fireball! The oil-soaked earth beneath the first one caught fire! The first one to be wrapped in flames and become a dancing fire man!

On this hillside, which is more than 100 meters wide from north to south and more than 500 meters long from east to west, dozens of fireballs lined up in a row almost rolled down side by side, and wherever they rolled, blue and orange flames burst out of the soil there.

After splashing the oil on the loess, spread a layer of wheat grass or withered yellow weeds, and then cover it with a layer of soil, so that the oil will not volatilize quickly, and the oil that slowly seeps out will turn the wheat grass and the surface soil into flammable materials that are caught on fire.

What's more powerful is not this, this hillside is in front of a small valley, impermeable on all sides, after a large amount of viscous heavy oil is splashed, after an afternoon of infiltration and volatilization, a layer of ten centimeters thick oil and gas layer has been formed on the surface, if the wind is strong or there is rain and snow weather, this oil and gas layer will be dissipated, but unfortunately the devil is not so haode luck!

If this oil and gas layer sees an open flame, then it is not a matter of ignition, so what is it called? It's called deflagration! Later, Lao Meizi turned this thing into a professional and handsome high-grade high-precision weapon, called a cloud burst bomb, which is much more powerful than Yang Stick and their local guys!

However, although he is not handsome and rich, he can deal with little devils, and this short and poor guy is interesting enough! The fireball ignited the oil and gas layer, like a stone thrown into the calm water of a lake, stirring up layers of waves, but not the waves of water, but the waves of fire! (To be continued......)