Bright Sword: I built Italian cannons for Li Yunlong

The Independent Regiment soldiers, who had been holding back their energy and anxiously waiting, burst forth from their various concealed positions like a flood breaking through a dam, launching a final all-out attack on Huanggu Fort with roars.

At the front, Kong Jie personally picked up a light machine gun, firing as he charged, leading the battalion through the gate blasted open by the assault team.

"Comrades, charge with me! Kill all these sons of bitches!"

"Da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

At this moment, the soldiers, with their morale soaring, were truly invincible, killing gods and Buddhas alike.

"Kill all these little Japanese devils."

Without the suppression of firepower from the core bunkers, the resistance of the Japanese and puppet troops, though still stubborn, had become disorganized.

The Japanese and puppet troops' defenses were quickly breached by the Eighth Route Army soldiers.

The incendiary bombs fired by the commando not only destroyed the bunkers, but also completely crushed the morale of the defending enemy.

Many puppet troops watched as the "impregnable" core of the fortress turned into a living hell.

The once high and mighty Japanese soldiers were instantly burned to a crisp.

They had long lost their will to fight; some knelt down and surrendered, while others scattered and fled.

"That Japanese captain, leave him for me, I'll chop him up alive!" Li Yunlong shouted in the ranks.

Although the remaining Japanese troops fought desperately, they were quickly divided and annihilated under the overwhelming force and high morale of the Independent Regiment.

The battle, from the start of the general offensive to the cessation of the final gunshot, lasted less than an hour.

As Li Yunlong trudged through the smoke-filled rubble and entered the still smoky and acrid Huanggubao compound, Kong Jie, covered in soot but incredibly excited, ran up to report: "Old Li, we've taken them all! You can't cut down the Japanese major anymore; he's been burned to a crisp in the bunker."

Most of the puppet troops surrendered, and our casualties were much lower than expected.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders finally relaxed.

Li Yunlong looked around and watched the soldiers excitedly carrying the captured supplies. He couldn't help but shout, "Give it all to me, be careful not to spill it!"

Seeing Li Yunlong revert to his carefree demeanor, Zhao Gang and Kong Jie exchanged a glance, both letting out a sigh of relief, and then unconsciously began to laugh at each other.

They knew all too well that this surprise attack on Huanggu Fort, which seemed like a brilliant move, was actually a series of perilous steps.

As the proposer and commander-in-chief of the plan, one can imagine the immense pressure on Li Yunlong's shoulders.

Now that they have won a great victory and the pressure has been relieved, Li Yunlong has returned to the fearless and invincible person they all know.

As the soldiers cleaned up the battlefield, in addition to the raw materials they had already discovered, they found many other valuable items, including a sand casting machine for mortar shells, medicine, and gas masks.

At this moment, Wang Ergou, the captain of the assault team, ran over excitedly. Although his face was streaked with black and white, and sweat mixed with dust was dripping down his face, he didn't care at all.

"Commander!" Before he could catch his breath, he shouted to Li Yunlong, "Commander, we've acquired so many supplies today, could you talk to Advisor Zhou and ask him to get us a few more of these incendiary bombs?"

"This thing is really so useful."

This attack on Huanggubao was actually the first time Li Yunlong had witnessed the power of incendiary bombs in actual combat.

One of these things, once it hits, instantly turns an area of ​​four or five meters into a sea of ​​fire.

"Tell me how good it is," Li Yunlong said with a smile.

"Commander, just talking about it isn't enough!" He pointed towards the bunker, "We'll take you inside to see for yourself."

Li Yunlong's curiosity was piqued, and he waved his hand, "Let's go take a look."

Zhao Gang and Kong Jie exchanged a glance, stopped smiling, and followed.

The group stepped into the main bunker, which still reeked of a pungent, burnt smell.

The sight before them silenced even the seasoned veterans, who lowered their breaths slightly.

At this time, the walls and ground of the fortress were blackened by thick smoke.

Seven or eight charred corpses of Japanese soldiers lay in various contorted and painful positions, most of them burned black and charred beyond recognition.

The most conspicuous item was a sergeant's sword next to a corpse.

At this moment, even this finely forged weapon was deformed by the intense heat.

Upon seeing this, Li Yunlong's pupils contracted slightly, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously smacked his lips: "Damn it... this thing almost melted the steel knife."

This fortress, which was originally meant to protect the Japanese invaders, has now become a fiery prison that burns them alive.

Both Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were extremely shocked as they were witnessing the actual combat power of napalm bombs for the first time. Li Yunlong, in particular, couldn't stop laughing triumphantly.

Kong Jie was the calmest person present. After all, he had already witnessed the power of this weapon in Wanjia Town. However, compared to the simple Molotov cocktail, the power of this incendiary bomb was obviously much stronger.

In particular, the fact that it can be thrown from a grenade launcher increases the weapon's power by dozens of times.

Two days ago, when Li Yunlong told him and Zhao Gang that the incendiary bombs they had obtained from Zhou Zhen could be launched using a grenade launcher, his first reaction was disbelief.

As a result, Li Yunlong had someone test one on the spot, which completely dispelled his and Zhao Gang's concerns.

The core reason why we were able to capture Huanggu Fort this time was this new weapon.

Without this weapon, even if they stormed to the foot of the stockade wall, they wouldn't be able to break through the hundreds of meters of fire-blocking zone.

However, Wang Ergou had more to show them than just these things.

He led the group to the other side of the bunker.

This is the machine gun firing port on another level of the fortress. Since this level was not the side Li Yunlong attacked, it was not hit by incendiary bombs.

Even so, the Japanese soldiers on this side died here one by one in a painful and bizarre manner.

Although their bodies were intact, their faces were extremely distorted, their mouths were wide open, their fingers were tightly gripping their own necks, and their faces all had a strange bluish-purple color.

The manner of the death was as if it were caused by a mysterious curse; it was a tragic and inexplicable death, which sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Kong Jie squatted down and frowned as he looked at it for a few moments.

"This...this isn't a case of being burned to death," he said in a low voice. "It looks like...suffocated to death, like he was possessed."

Zhao Gang's expression was grave, and his voice was low: "It was suffocation. There were no external injuries or burns, but the face was cyanotic, which is a typical case of death by asphyxiation due to lack of oxygen."

Li Yunlong suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh! I remember now!"

He frowned, trying hard to remember.

"Old Zhou casually mentioned it back then. He said that when these heavy-charge incendiary bombs explode in a confined space, the more intensely they burn, the faster they consume oxygen, and they also release a large amount of poisonous gas. What's it called again...?"

Li Yunlong scratched his head and thought for a long time before he remembered again.

"Yes, it's called carbon monoxide."

"He also said that inhaling this stuff is worse than oxygen deprivation; even a god couldn't withstand it."