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Chapter 148, Practice Flamethrower
"Yo, are you waiting for me?"

Yuan Lang heard at the entrance of the village that the brigade commander and the others had come, so there must be something wrong!

When he entered the door, hey, everyone was looking at him.

Li Yunlong said: "Who made you so important, many things can't be done without you."

He introduced the two staff officers to Yuan Lang. The artillery staff officer was called Su Risheng, and he was a solid middle-aged man.

Another combat staff officer is Cui Shiqing, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his writing is weak like a scholar.

"Hello, Consultant Yuan, nice to meet you." He offered to shake Yuan Lang's hand.

The same is true for Su Risheng, this is considered an acquaintance.

No greetings yet.

Li Yunlong couldn't hold back his excitement, and asked Yuan Lang, "Did you bring the things back?"

"I brought them all back, and the brigade commander is also here. I'll show them later." Yuan Lang said, saving him from showing them later.

Mysterious, what the hell are you doing?

The brigade commander had some guesses in his heart, and interjected: "Did Yuan Lang bring something good again? Li Yunlong, you can't eat alone!"

Li Yunlong had some evil intentions in his heart, so he said very respectfully: "How can I! If I forget anyone, I can't forget you, Brigadier! I will take you there now to see if you can recognize it. come out?

In this way, if you recognize what it is, this batch of goods will get four or six points, and you will get %.

If you can't recognize it, how about leaving % for me? "

not so good.

Even if you don't make this bet, the brigade commander can still ask for as much as he wants.

Even if his mouth is taken away, he, Li Yunlong, has to obey obediently.

Playing tricks is really boring.

However, for the sake of contributing tanks and cannons, it's time to give Li Yunlong a chance.

After a little consideration, the brigade commander agreed to Li Yunlong's request: "Let's go, lead the way."

The truck pulling the goods was driven to the west of the village and stopped at the few single houses on the farthest side.

The owner of the house here has fled, and there is no news of it now.

The fuel of the flamethrower is flammable and explosive, and it is extremely dangerous, so it needs to be stored separately.

"Be careful, handle with care."

When everyone arrived, the logistics officer was directing the soldiers to move the storage.

"Brigade Commander, Regiment Commander, Political Commissar, Consultant Yuan." The logistics officer greeted them one by one when they saw them.

The soldiers also stopped what they were doing and paid attention to them.

Due to the danger of things, everyone did not get too close to the carriage.

Otherwise, perhaps just a little accident, Yoshio Shinozuka's confidant will be reimbursed for his serious troubles, and he will have to wake up laughing from his dreams.

It's better to be far away.

Li Yunlong waved his hands and asked the soldiers to continue to work, and said to the logistics officer: "The brigade commander wants to see the new products, take one out."

The structure of the Type 41 flamethrower is relatively simple. It mainly consists of two fuel tanks, a long pipe and an injector.

It is neither as mighty and majestic as a cannon, nor as simple and exquisite as a firearm.

From Yuan Lang's eyes, it looks a bit like a machine carried by farmers to spray pesticides on fruit trees.

The things were placed in front of the brigade commander, and the brigade commander squatted down and looked at it very carefully.

Li Yunlong murmured to Yuan Lang on the side: "Do you think the brigade commander will recognize this thing?"

Yuan Lang shook his head slightly: "Not necessarily, although the little devil also has it, but I haven't heard of our Eighth Route Army, and the little devil has used this thing to attack."

After receiving the answer, Li Yunlong felt relieved: "That means the brigade commander can't recognize him?"

"I said, not necessarily."

Yuan Lang raised his voice and emphasized.

He didn't dare to underestimate the brigade commander, he was a man who could perform miracles.

Counting down, the chairman was rescued during the Northern Expedition, trained in the Cheka of the Soviet Union, an intelligence department was established in Shanghai, and Director Dai, the largest intelligence leader in the Far East, was playing tricks.

When his legendary experience is written into a novel, readers will not believe it, and will think it is too exaggerated.

To say that the brigade commander is a hero among heroes is without any boasting.

A mere flamethrower may not necessarily be difficult for him.

"This is a flamethrower." The brigade commander stood up and looked at Li Yunlong, noticing the surprised expression, he further confirmed his guess.

"I haven't seen it before, but I have heard of it. The Japanese have similar flamethrowers, and they have used them in battles such as the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Nanjing."

Li Yunlong was immediately frustrated. He himself had never heard of flamethrowers before, so he thought the brigade commander didn't recognize him either.

But he didn't think about it, he didn't know a lot of Chinese characters, could he compare with the brigade commander?
It's still a thousand miles away!
Yuan Lang continued the brigade commander's words: "Yes, I have also heard of the Japanese using flamethrowers.

The main reason for this is that the flamethrower is a great weapon for attacking strong fortifications such as fortresses. "

What he introduced to Li Yunlong before, he repeated it again in front of the brigade commander and others.

And finally gave a conclusion: the Eighth Route Army did not have any strong bunker fortifications to stick to, and the Japanese army would naturally not use flamethrowers when they were free.

After all, the fuel cost of the flamethrower is still very high, and transportation and use require training of specialized personnel.

Ordinary machine guns and cannons are enough, and it is a waste to bring a flamethrower.

On the contrary, these batches of flamethrowers were in the hands of the Eighth Route Army, which was a nightmare for the Japanese army holding on to the fortress.

"Brigade Commander, hearing is believing, seeing is believing, let me show you the effect."

Yuan Lang suggested again.

The brigade commander did not agree immediately, but instead asked: "How many flame guns are there, and how much fuel do you have?"

The Eighth Route Army is used to being poor, and the flamethrower is obviously a sharp weapon for attacking difficulties. He subconsciously wants to save money.

"Ten flamethrowers, one hundred cans of fuel." Yuan Lang knew the Eighth Route Army's frugal mentality very well.

He stated the facts and reasoned, and persuaded earnestly: "The flamethrower is the most hated unit of the enemy, and it is very difficult for every flamethrower to have a chance to use up ten tanks of fuel on the battlefield.

And if you want to bring out the power of the flamethrower, actual combat training is unavoidable.

Otherwise, on the battlefield, he would miss a major event, and even lose his life. "

In terms of the flamethrower, the brigade commander only knows about such a thing, and he is still a layman in the detailed use and so on.

He had to admit that what Yuan Lang said made sense.

"As you say."

As soon as the brigade commander spoke, everyone jumped into action.

Li Yunlong asked the soldiers to urgently build a site yesterday, using adobe bricks to imitate a blockhouse wall, leaving a few shooting holes, and placing a few large pieces of wood behind the wall to act as enemies.

Some soldiers were also called over, and they were all more clever from each battalion.When the time comes, prepare to pick the right ones and train them into fire-breathing soldiers.

Now tell them to come and watch a thing or two, and see what the flamethrower can do.

Everything is ready, just start the show.

A few tens of meters away from Yuan Lang, everyone was looking forward to it.Li Yunlong explained the target that was just built yesterday, and showed off to the brigade commander:
"That'll give you an idea of ​​the power of the flamethrower. I assure you, the wood that's left behind for the dummy will all be charred.

If it was replaced by a real person, it would be a humanoid torch.Maybe you can see them running out by themselves.

The little devils who were not affected by the flames were afraid to die after seeing this miserable situation.

You take six back, and our brigade will not be afraid of the little devil's bunker in the future. "

The brigade commander turned his head and glanced at Li Yunlong, and said in his heart: "Your appetite is really good, a regiment needs to take four. There are so many bunkers that need you to fight?"

I won't mention it now, I have to find a reason later, and take two from him.

Li Yunlong didn't know it yet, he noticed Yuan Lang's gesture and reminded everyone: "He is about to start."

Everyone cheered up, without blinking, just staring at him.

There was a "huh", and a flame shot out at lightning speed.

The jet of fire formed a huge fireball in the air, and then bombarded the earth wall.

The violent burning was no less than an explosion. Although it only lasted for two or three seconds, it was still shocking.

The crowd watching from the side had a good view, and they could clearly see that the earth wall seemed to be set on fire, and it was still burning after the spray.

The wood behind the earth wall was completely ignited.From the outside to the inside, it is really a torch.

Even the ground is scattered with dots of flames, and the flames will not be extinguished until the fuel is burned out.

"Okay, okay!"

The brigade commander took the lead in applauding happily. With such a sharp weapon, it can reduce a lot of casualties when attacking the enemy's strong fortress.

The more he looked at Yuan Lang, the more pleasing he was now, even the Soviets did not give so much weapon support to the Eighth Route Army.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Yuan Lang is the captain of the transportation and logistics teams of the Eighth Route Army.

Everyone applauded and echoed, and Li Yunlong said triumphantly: "You have seen it, this is our flamethrower, the little devil hiding in the fortress, it's time to cry."

Zhao Gang explained from the side: "The moment the flame is sprayed out, the temperature can reach degrees Celsius.

The sprayed fuel adheres to the human body, and unless the flesh is cut off directly with a knife, it will continue to burn until it burns through the bones.

This is a very fearsome weapon, enough to make the enemy fearful. "

Those present are all smart people, and they know everything.

Once such a frightening weapon is publicized, it may be possible to use the prestige of the flamethrower to frighten the enemy in the future.

"It's a pity that there is no chance right now."

Li Yunlong felt quite sorry that there was no battle right now, and he couldn't see the actual combat effect of the flamethrower immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, the brigade commander said with a smile: "What a coincidence, there will be a battle soon, so it is really useful."

"Really, I didn't look for you. Is it a joke? Our new second regiment really has a battle to fight?" The excitement factor in Li Yunlong's body has begun to agitate, and Wen Zhanzexi is talking about him.

With a look of excitement and urgency, he waited for the brigade commander's reply.

"Can this be fake?"

The brigade commander patted Li Yunlong on the shoulder and said seriously: "The task of your new second regiment is to attack a county."

Li Yunlong was so excited that he jumped up, he didn't care about the new weapon, and immediately said: "That's great, let's go, brigade commander, let's talk in the command room."

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