Due to the low temperature, the volunteers covered their faces with worn-out military caps. When they entered the room, they began to take off their hats and sweep away the snow. At this time, Wen Liang spotted a familiar figure.
"Deng Tiemei's troops, hurry up, tell them to withdraw as soon as possible!" Wen Liang issued an emergency order and stood up and shouted loudly. He was afraid of causing misunderstanding and being killed by the volunteers.
"Blood Wolf Team!" Deng Tiemei and Miao Kexiu walked out of the room in surprise.
"Bring your soldiers over quickly. We have set up a mine array in the house." Wen Liang waved his hand and told them to leave the dangerous room quickly.
"Mom!" Miao Kexiu screamed strangely, picked up a wounded soldier and ran out.
The squad leader hurriedly took people to clean up the footprints at the scene. He looked outside the room in a daze: "Squadron Captain, there are so many footprints, do we still have time?"
"Stop cleaning!" Wen Liang looked at the road and ordered his soldiers: "Quickly retreat, the assassination group has appeared!"
"Huh--" There was a burst of flying sand and rocks, and suddenly a strong wind blew up. The snow on the ground was blown up, covering all the footprints left by the volunteers.
The soldiers were in a daze, and Wen Liang also felt weird. The wind didn't wake up early or late, and it was when they got up that they were worried. Originally, a brilliant plan was about to be over, but the sudden wind and snow made up for hundreds of people.
The exposed holes left by people.
What's even better is that the weather suddenly changed, and the assassination team gathered here in advance. They clasped their hands and couldn't open their eyes in the wind. Only when they entered the room did they start cursing and shouting.
"Stop being so fucking immodest. We are wearing cotton clothes and trousers. It will be even more difficult for the volunteers to encounter this kind of weather!" The leader of the assassination regiment scolded his subordinates. After checking the number of people, he frowned: "The third child hasn't come back yet.
,This bitch might have gone somewhere else###.”
"Hahahaha!" The assassination team members laughed, and a pervert snorted:
"Play the drum hard and beat the gong slowly,
Hear me sing Shiba Mo.
Reach out and touch the side of my sister's face,
Dark clouds flew across the sky.
Reach out and touch the front of my sister’s head,
Heaven is full and addictive.
Reach out and touch Sister Maomaowan,
Spread outside and spread out medium wide.
Reach out and touch the tips of your sister's lower body,
The lower pointed daggers are placed on the chest.
Reach out and touch the bay of my sister's flank,
The waist and limbs are bent and hugged by the shoulders.
Reach out and touch my sister’s big belly,
□Like a field planted with rice seedlings.
Reach out and touch my sister’s belly,
My belly is soft and my eyes are closed.
Reach out and touch the girl’s ass,
It's like Yang Yang Dabai Cotton.
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One person sang and everyone joined in, and a lively singing session suddenly started in the shabby room. Wen Liang wanted to take action several times, but was stopped by the team leader: "Listen again, you have to let someone finish singing before you die, right?"
"Hey, you kid is being flirty." Wen Liang yanked the rope and ordered the soldiers to fire and block the door.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
"boom--"
The soldier who fired first had not finished firing a round of bullets. He saw the ground shaking and the roofs of houses flying into the sky mixed with corpses. Sixty landmines not only destroyed three broken houses, but also destroyed the high ground on the high ground.
Leave a big hole.
Everyone stood up. They did not cheer, but looked at the tragic ground. Broken limbs and broken arms, glaring heads, and intestines flying out of the stomach and entangled in the trees.
"Clean the battlefield!" Wen Liang breathed rapidly, he did not want to stay here for a moment.
Volunteer soldiers were the first to go out, looking around for the bullets and weapons they needed. Miao Kexiu pointed to the soldiers on the stretcher: "We can still hold on without food, but medicine-"
"I have it." Wen Liang asked the medical officer in the squadron to open the medicine box: "Just take what you need."
"Thank you for meeting you!" Deng Tiemei looked at the disappeared house and said with lingering fear: "How did you know that this is where the assassination group gathers?"
"We captured their people and obtained confessions from the prisoners." Wen Liang looked at the raggedly dressed volunteers: "The people I captured rebelled from your army, so you have to be more careful."
"Hey, when people are distracted, it's hard to guarantee that someone will be unstable in their thinking." Deng Tiemei nodded, saying that he would pay more attention.
"Yang Jingyu's troops are not far from here, why don't you bring them over." Wen Liang suggested to him.
"No!" Deng Tiemei said resolutely: "There cannot be no anti-Japanese troops here. Once the troops are exhausted, they can be rebuilt. If I die, they will take over the command and continue to fight the Japanese army!"
"Okay." Wen Liang asked the soldiers to take out some bullets and leave all the grenades and landmines behind: "When you can't hold on any longer, go to Zhuanghe. Our people will replenish supplies and ammunition for you."
"I have troubled you too many times!" Deng Tiemei is a man of integrity. He is deeply grateful to the people of Zhuanghe, but he is unwilling to cause trouble to others. The commander of a unit is incompetent, which is what he feels ashamed of.
.
"We are friends and brothers!" Wen Liang said solemnly: "The most important thing is that we are all Northeastern and Chinese people!"
"Yes, we are all from the Northeast, all from China!" The two pairs of big hands held each other tightly, shaking with excitement.
"Let's go!" Wen Liang let go of Deng Tiemei's hand and gave the order with a wave of his hand.
"yes!"
"Hey, your horses." Miao Kexiu shouted loudly, waving to Wen Liang to stop the troops.
"Give it to you!" Wen Liang turned around and said affectionately: "Ride it when you can't walk, kill it when you're hungry. Remember, I hope I can meet you again!"
"Let's accept the gift from the Blood Wolf Team." Deng Tiemei said softly to Miao Kexiu. He did not want his subordinates to know the identities of these people.
Night marching was not difficult for Wen Liang. They kept walking westward and were surprised to find that the long-lost moon and stars appeared in the sky. The sky finally became clear, but the temperature was even lower.
"Run forward!" The ammunition and dry food on their bodies were much lighter, and the soldiers looked like wild wolves out of the mountains. They could only run a long distance in one leap, and no sound of their breathing was heard.
After passing through Fengcheng, it was already dawn. The cavalry soldiers waiting here gave their extra horses to the Blood Wolf team. In the barracks of Xiuyan, the first division commander said with a smile: "You have wiped out all the plainclothes soldiers."
Assassination team, the little devils should live in peace for a while again."
"If he wants to live in peace, he may not be able to live in peace!" Wen Liang said cheerfully: "Without the constraints and scruples, Yang Jingyu and Mr. Huang will give the little devil an early New Year's greeting before the new year!"
"Hahahaha!" The first division commander laughed loudly: "Our gift is so heavy that the little devil will feel frightened."
The three explosions wiped out all the assassination groups, and both the Japanese and puppet troops were shocked. Without these eyes and ears, the Japanese troops would not have dared to go to the countryside. Especially Wen Liang's shocking explosion frightened the puppet troops.
The Blood Wolf Team's successful experience in dealing with the assassination group was quickly passed on to everyone. After hearing this, Huang Jinshan nodded repeatedly: "From now on, we will use their experience to deal with traitors!"
In the underground base of Wolf Island, Braun was assembling an engine. Hu Zhiyong never thought that he could develop a jet engine in just three days.
His eyes were inspecting every part and part, and he couldn't help feeling excited. But he soon discovered that this was not what he wanted to see the most. The air jet engine itself carries fuel, and it needs the help of outside air.
Combustion. The engine in front of you is not restricted by the outside air.
"The characteristic of a rocket jet engine is that it carries both fuel and oxidizer. It relies on the oxidant to support combustion. It does not need to draw oxygen from the surrounding atmosphere. It can not only fly at high altitudes, but also fly out of the atmosphere. Multi-stage rockets can be used as interstellar rockets.
aerospace vehicle."
"Aren't you disappointed?" Braun straightened up slyly. He was very excited that Hu Zhiyong could see his design at a glance and explain how it works.
"You won't let me down!" The two engines are very similar. As long as a rocket engine is produced, his missile dream can be realized.
"If I told you that I have developed missiles, would you believe it?" Braun was smiling. Based on Hu Zhiyong's description, he quickly thought of a project his friend Hans Ohain in Germany obtained in 1930.
Xiang Fa. Although it was not as sophisticated as what the third young master of the Hu family said, it brought him inspiration.
At the beginning, he may have seen the drawings designed by Hans Ohain, so the data of various parts clearly appeared in his mind. After the first engine was installed, he knew that he had already made a difference in the human aerospace industry.
breakthrough.
"God bless China!" After listening to Braun's narration, Hu Zhiyong sighed in his heart. Without his master and uncle to bring this aerospace wizard back, his dream would be difficult to realize; without his previous experience of working in the aerospace city, Jet
The engine would not yet be available; unless Braun happened to study the drawings with the inventor who had studied this engine, it would have taken at least two years to realize the dream.
"There is only one missile!" Braun said with confidence: "You launch it, and I want to see how much the error is between its data and my design."
"Here?" Hu Zhiyong was surprised: "How far is its range?"
"128 kilometers!" Braun explained hurriedly: "I have already drawn the drawings of missiles that are more than 500 kilometers away. I will decide whether it is reasonable based on its launch effect."
"Okay!" After more than a hundred kilometers, the missile could not penetrate the thick fog. But Hu Zhiyong wanted to observe its effect with his own eyes, so the explosion test could only be placed on the back mountain of Langdao.
The warhead is loaded with ordinary explosives and is a conventional missile. This is a surface-to-surface missile that now uses wired guidance. Liquid propellant is what Hu Zhiyong wants to see most, and the lack of precision guidance technology worries him a lot.
The missile designed by Braun has a length of 1.5 meters and a diameter of 14 centimeters. It weighs 28 kilograms and is launched on a Humvee. When everything was ready, they all picked up their binoculars.
The target on the shooting range is a roaring diesel engine, and a six-meter-square steel plate is erected behind the machine.
"emission!"
Hu Zhiyong gave the order, and a soldier touched the end of the thread, and a rumbling sound was heard.
Six kilometers per second, 128 kilometers only took 20 seconds.
"Boom -" The steel plate was penetrated and separated in all directions, and the sound of the diesel engine could no longer be heard.
"Okay!" Hu Zhiyong looked at the shooting range and said, "I estimate he can reach a range of more than 200 kilometers!"
"Yes!" Braun smiled stupidly: "I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to realize my idea, so I hid it for a hundred kilometers."
"Hahahaha!" Hu Zhiyong smiled proudly. With more than 200 kilometers of missiles in hand, how many soldiers will this save the blood and sacrifices?
"The price is very expensive. Once this shot is fired, your more than four thousand dollars will be gone." Only then did Braun reveal its value.
"It's not expensive!" Hu Zhiyong pointed at the Hummer generously: "If we use this kind of car to support the production, I will start production only after getting all the data!"
"Hummer? Is the price too high?" Braun thought about using a one-and-a-half-ton truck, but he didn't expect Hu Zhiyong to use a Hummer.
"Its speed, maneuverability, flexibility, and off-road capabilities are all top-notch. Each vehicle can carry at least ten missiles. This is it!" Although Hu Zhiyong felt distressed, he preferred that the missile force can quickly attack and attack the enemy.
ps: This chapter is an extra update. It is specially sent to the friends who sent flowers. Thank you again!