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Chapter 1132: Ignite

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    "Sulphur? Just this thing?" Li Yunlong frowned when he saw the things on the cart behind him: "Can this work?"

    "Old Li, I don't like to hear your words." Hearing what Li Yunlong said, Qin Baoshan immediately expressed his dissatisfaction: "If you think my stuff is not good, then you should continue to use your original plan.  You went to find some firewood and lit it, and see if you can use your smoke to smoke the little devil out."

    How can a man say no?  Being told no by others is the hardest thing to accept.

    Originally, Li Yunlong's plan was to burn some ordinary firewood to emit green smoke. How much smoke can be emitted in that way, it is not enough concentration, and the taste is not exciting enough.  Now Qin Baoshan has prepared good things for Li Yunlong, but he still doesn't appreciate it, and still doubts here, how can Qin Baoshan not be annoyed.

    Hearing what Qin Baoshan said, Li Yunlong hurriedly laughed: "Of course it's impossible. Brother Baoshan, I don't worry if you do things. Tell me, what should we do next?"

    "The sulfur has been smashed into small pieces. We need to soak these small pieces of sulfur in gasoline barrels, then spread them out, place them in two circles around the foot of the mountain, and then light them. We are waiting behind the sulfur  Just watch a good show."

    Sulfur is all in large pieces, and the processing in the arsenal is actually just breaking these large pieces of sulfur into small pieces.  Each piece is about the size of a football, so it is easy to carry.  At the same time, several large barrels of gasoline were prepared to be soaked before being placed.

    "Of course there is no problem, come here, help quickly, and put away all these sulfur." ??Li Yunlong shouted.

    Li Yunlong really has never lit sulfur, he only knows that sulfur is used to make gunpowder.  At the very beginning, the bullets manufactured by the Eighth Route Army's own military factories used black powder.  One nitrate, two sulfur and three charcoal, that kind of bullet can only be used for rifles, and every time you finish shooting, you have to wipe the barrel vigorously to wipe off the residue inside, otherwise it may explode.

    Later, the Eighth Route Army began to use smokeless gunpowder, and the bullets of this kind of black gunpowder were outdated, and Li Yunlong's troops had long since used them.  Now that he saw the sulfur, he subconsciously felt that it was of no great use, but because of Qin Baoshan's face, he no longer dared to object.

    However, since Qin Baoshan took it out, it should be no different.

    The cavalry were nimble, and quickly unloaded these things from the cart, soaked them for a while, and then placed them around the outside of the mountain twice.

    When the gasoline can was opened, Li Yunlong had a smile on his face.  Of course he knew what it was.

    "His grandma, Brother Baoshan, I have to thank you. In the past, so much alcohol was stuffed into the plane and burned. It was a waste. Now that we have these things, our alcohol can be kept."

    At the very beginning, the first air force base of the Eighth Route Army was established in the Licheng base area.  In order to make those planes fly, the logistics department mobilized a lot of materials, including some grains used to brew alcohol.  A lot of alcohol has been brewed, but it hasn't been burned yet. Now that all the alcohol is left, it's enough for Lao Li to drink with water!  At least half a year is fine.  Thinking of this, how could Li Yunlong not be happy?

    As if he knew what Li Yunlong was thinking, Qin Baoshan shook his head: "Lao Li, don't think about those alcohols. They were all sent to the field hospital. If you drink those alcohols, it's too wasteful, you might as well give them to our wounded soldiers  They clean wounds."

    "His grandma, Brother Baoshan, who do you think I am? Is I a person who snatches things from wounded soldiers?" Hearing what Qin Baoshan said, Li Yunlong's face was ugly, and he began to complain there.

    However, Qin Baoshan didn't give him a chance. He thought about it for a while, and then nodded: "That's right, I think you are such a person."

    Li Yunlong's cheeks trembled twice, and he was about to turn against Qin Baoshan.  At this time, Wei Dayong asked: "There are still a few barrels on the carriage, what are those?"

    "That was the last seasoning for the little devil." Qin Baoshan said, "Now let's light the fire and see how it works."

    The actions of the Eighth Route Army had actually attracted the attention of the devils. The Eighth Route Army was very careful and never entered the range of the devils on the hillside.  So the little devil could only watch from a distance, not knowing what the Eighth Route Army was doing there.

    Are those things on display landmines?  If it is a landmine.  It should be buried in the ground. Now it is placed directly on the side of the road. Who would step on it stupidly?  The distance between the two landmines is too long, so it is impossible to blow up people, and they can easily pass through the middle.

    theTakeshi Fujioka raised his binoculars and looked there for a long time.  He still couldn't figure out what the Eighth Route Army was doing, but he had an ominous premonition.  In this battle, they have been counted by the Eighth Route Army, and they are still counted by the Eighth Route Army until now.  Since the Eighth Route Army has released its ultimate move, it must be very lethal, but they don't know it yet.

    "I smell gasoline." Saburo Qingye said, "Is the Eighth Route Army trying to set us on fire?"

    Hearing what Saburo Aono said, Takeo Fujioka looked at the hill.  Most of the hills in Shanxi are made of stone, and now this mountain is also a bare stone mountain. If the Eighth Route Army wanted to set fire to them, it would be impossible.  There must be something to start the fire.  Unless you use a lot of gasoline regardless of the cost.  But even devils don't have this kind of strength. Where can the Eighth Route Army get so much gasoline?

    Just as they were watching, the Eighth Route Army had already started to light the fire.  The small balls were soaked in gasoline, so they burned at one point.

    Hoo, hoo, hoo!  Soon, two bright flames were burning right under the devil's nose.

    At the very beginning, the fire was bright, whistling under the blowing of the wind, it was the color of burning gasoline.  Because the combustion is relatively strong, there is basically no smoke.

    Did the Eighth Route Army really set fire to them?  At this time, the little devil was even thinking about whether the Eighth Route Army had a trebuchet and planned to throw this burning fireball over.

    However, with the passage of time and the burning of the flame, the sulfur inside was finally ignited.

    The flame gradually turned yellow, and the yellow smoke changed from light to thick, from thin to thick.  Every burning fireball is undergoing the same change. Strips of yellow smoke are constantly forming and gradually spreading to the surroundings. Therefore, strands of yellow smoke are intertwined together, and soon a yellow smoke is formed.  walls made of smoke.  Under the billowing yellow smoke, the devils could no longer see the Eighth Route Army on the other side of the yellow smoke.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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