Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 532: Brigade Commander: We have Yu Ye!

Apart from the incident at Lijiaopo where he witnessed the white phosphorus bomb being made by Yu Ye himself, the brigade commander never saw the white phosphorus bomb in actual combat again.

But just this simple time, he remembered its terrifying power.

Not to mention napalm bombs, which are also very useful.

So, when the brigade political commissar said that they were bringing a batch of these two artillery shells this time, the brigade commander almost jumped up!

Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

These deadly creatures rushed towards the densely packed Japanese troops who were charging with a shrieking sound.

It’s still the familiar taste, and the same familiar recipe.

Some of the Japs had experienced white phosphorus bombs and napalm bombs, so when they saw the white flames and smelled the familiar smell, they knew that they were being attacked by the horrible white phosphorus bombs again.

Some of the Japanese soldiers who had suffered losses took out their bayonets without saying a word and started to cut off the skin that was stained with white phosphorus.

But most of the Japanese were facing white phosphorus bombs for the first time. Once they were touched by this horrible thing that was like a leech attached to their bones, they could not get rid of it at all.

If they didn't use a knife to cut off the skin and flesh, they would have to watch it burn into their bones. If the affected area was the chest or abdomen, the Japanese would see their internal organs being burned through.

During this process, they have to endure extreme wailing and pain.

Not to mention the toxic smoke produced by the burning white phosphorus, which made these beasts truly feel the pain of having their internal organs burned. They had no other way except to roar in despair.

Death is even a relief for these devils.

In addition to the first wave of white phosphorus bombs fired, napalm bombs also showed their horror. Wherever they passed, anything that could burn was ignited.

Apart from not being able to burn through even steel like white phosphorus bombs, napalm bombs have a larger burning area and have stronger adhesion to the enemy.

Basically, once it gets on, it is impossible to extinguish the fire. It will only be quickly swallowed by the fire and turn into a charred corpse.

This purgatory-like scene was the best sedative for the devils.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers had already fallen into a state of madness, and fearlessly launched wave after wave of charges towards the positions occupied by the Eighth Route Army.

However, when this wave of white phosphorus bombs and napalm bombs were poured on the Japanese, this onboard charge was instantly stopped.

In the current situation, if the Japanese do not charge, they may die, but if they charge, they will die immediately.

Although the devils were unwilling in their hearts, their bodies were still very honest.

No matter how crazy they are, they are still carbon-based creatures after all. Under the burning flames, their madness disappears and they become listless in an instant.

The vicious dog that bit people instantly turned into maggots that kept crawling on the ground.

The brigade commander looked at the declining Japanese troops through binoculars and muttered to himself, "I have to say, the things Yu Ye gave were pretty fierce. It would be better if there were more."

Brigade Political Commissar: “…”

After hearing what the brigade commander said, the brigade political commissar didn't know what to say.

He said helplessly: "Commander, do you want more? Now I can smell the smell of the Japanese burning flesh and the burning white phosphorus from two or three miles away.

Want more?

I'm afraid our soldiers will all be knocked unconscious by the smoke."

Hahaha, when the brigade commander heard the words of the brigade political commissar, he burst into laughter. Obviously, he was also amused by the brigade political commissar's answer.

"Political Commissar, I still think that even if our soldiers are knocked unconscious by the smoke, it is better than being shot or stabbed by the Japanese bayonets and dying.

Although the smell of smoked Japanese meat is unpleasant, I feel very happy when I smell it. "

The brigade commander obviously saw it differently.

"Notice everyone, in fifteen minutes, cover your mouth and nose with wet cloth and launch a general attack on the Japanese below. Make sure to annihilate all of them here.

We must not let any of the devils go."

The brigade commander gave the order decisively.

The surrounding officers responded solemnly and prepared to clear the battlefield.

After everyone dispersed, the brigade commander and the brigade political commissar continued to observe the situation on the battlefield below with binoculars. After a few minutes, the brigade commander said with emotion: "Soon the Japanese will also master the incendiary bombs and white phosphorus bombs, and we will be the ones to suffer next."

The brigade commander had a very accurate judgment of the Japanese. He was absolutely optimistic in strategy, but in actual tactical operations he would never underestimate the Japanese and would always give the enemy a pass.

But without waiting for the brigade political commissar to answer, the brigade commander asked himself, "So what? We have fought the Japanese with our flesh and blood for so many years, and now we are still afraid of the Japanese's white phosphorus bombs and incendiary bombs?

Besides, we still have Yu Ye, and this guy won’t just sit there and watch us suffer.”

There was a certainty in his words, and it was obvious that the brigade commander had great trust in Ye.

After the brigade political commissar heard the brigade commander's self-questioning and answering, the worry that had just risen in his eyes disappeared in an instant. Yu Ye had created too many miracles in the past year or so, and there was nothing in terms of equipment that this guy couldn't handle.

This guy is worth five divisions!

"Oh, brigade commander, we marched too fast this time, and many soldiers have drunk all their water bottles. It's very dry here, so where can we find so much water to wet the towels?"

After hearing the political commissar's doubts, the brigade commander laughed and panted.

"Old buddy, we are both going to the battlefield soon. I just drank a lot of water. Do you need me to prepare a wet cloth for you?

I've been really irritable lately, so the smell must be strong enough to cover up the smell of burning white phosphorus."

The brigade commander joked with a smile.

Now that we have gained an absolute upper hand, the huge rock that has been weighing on his shoulders has finally been lifted by half, so at this time the brigade commander has returned to his true nature and started joking with the brigade political commissar.

"Go to hell, I have water in my own kettle, I don't need your help."

The brigade political commissar rolled his eyes.

"By the way, Brigadier General, are we going to the battlefield now? Are you in such a hurry? It's too dangerous to go up now. What if something happens to you?"

The brigade political commissar is concerned about the safety of the brigade commander.

"Of course. The commander has ordered us to capture the devil prince. I have to go and take a look. What if he is killed in the explosion? Anyway, I want to see the ghost alive or the body dead. I don't want him to slip away from my hands.

I can’t bear this responsibility!”

After saying that, the brigade commander tied a wet cloth on his face, picked up a Type 56 submachine gun, and strode towards the battlefield at the foot of the mountain with his guards.

At this time, there were only sporadic gunshots. It was obvious that the Japanese had been completely defeated. He had to hurry over. At this time, he didn't know that the Japanese prince had been captured by Li Yunlong by luck. He was worried that the beast had been blown to death.

A living devil prince is more valuable than a dead devil prince.