Huniu had already set her sights on the Dragon Boat Festival. As soon as the Dragon Boat Festival moved, she followed it like a tail.
Dragon Boat Festival was short of manpower and asked: "Have you seen kerosene?"
Huniu said disdainfully: "Who hasn't seen this before? There are quite a few of them on our mountain."
Duanwu was speechless and thought to himself: Just blow it, there are other things. Do you think your family owns a kerosene field?
But since Huniu knew each other, it would be great. He and Huniu went to look for kerosene separately.
Duanwu also didn't expect that the Japs would be so tenacious. He originally thought he could retreat after repelling the Japs, but he didn't expect the Japs' chariot to try to squeeze in.
Then come in and I will set you on fire.
Therefore, if he wants to deal with the iron bastard who is a little devil, Duan Wu has a good way. Duan Wu can kill him just by paying attention to him.
It's just that kerosene is really hard to find. In the past, people's families were very poor. Those who used kerosene casually were probably well-off families.
After searching around during the Dragon Boat Festival, I found half a jar of kerosene and two bottles of Laobaigan.
This Laobaigan has 60 degrees, but I think it may not be pure grain wine in Duanwu, and it is most likely blended with industrial alcohol.
Based on the conditions at the time, blending with edible alcohol would have been very expensive, so the chances of using industrial alcohol for these two bottles of wine were higher.
People at that time didn't understand either, and they thought it was good wine and kept it.
Taking it out at Dragon Boat Festival can be regarded as saving lives, otherwise if you drink these two bottles of wine, you will go blind even if you are not poisoned to death.
Duanwu smiled, and rushed back with wine and kerosene. He could not let the Japs' chariot enter the city, because once it entered the city, the Japs' large troops would soon follow.
So Dragon Boat Festival couldn't help but quicken his pace, but he didn't want to have a huniu with a flowery face coughing and coming out of an overdone private house at this moment.
Dragon Boat Festival was quite speechless, and thought to himself: "What can you find if you run into the overheated room?"
"Ahem, I found this."
Huniu pitifully took out a jar, opened it and took a look at it. It turned out to be meat oil.
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The Dragon Boat Festival is speechless, but fortunately it is also oily.
It's just that this oil itself is different from kerosene and alcohol, and it cannot be as flammable as kerosene and alcohol.
But it can support combustion, especially when the meat oil is covered with combustible materials.
So it can be considered that Hu Niu’s trip was not in vain, at least she came back with some lard.
So two people walked back, one carrying two bottles of wine and half a jar of kerosene, and the other carrying a jar of meat oil.
When Dragon Boat Festival and Huniu rushed back, more than half of the little Japanese's destroyed tanks had already entered the city.
And if the transmission shaft had not lost its tracks and was stuck in the mud, I am afraid that the little devil's chariot would have come in by now.
Seeing this, Duanwu quickly grabbed a handful of hay and mixed it with the meat oil, then lit the hay with a match. When the fire started, Duanwu held the meat oil jar and threw it towards the Japanese chariot.
When the Japs' machine gunner saw the Dragon Boat Festival, he quickly turned his gun and fired at the Dragon Boat Festival.
But if he ran away after throwing away the meat and oil in Dragon Boat Festival, how could he wait for the kid to hit him with a machine gun?
Bang!
The meat oil jar hit the Japanese chariot and fell apart, and the white meat oil instantly stuck to the little Japanese chariot.
And the hay stained with meat oil also started to burn at this moment. However, the fire was not strong, and such flames could not stop the little devil at all.
The commander of the tank squadron, Momo Sanjuro, laughed in the car: "Are the Chinese people exhausted? They just want to burn our cars with some meat oil?"
Another Japanese was surprised: "Sir, how did you know it was meat oil?"
Momo Sanjuro looked proud. It turned out that his family was a pig butcher and he was very sensitive to the smell of lard.
But Momo Sanjuro naturally cannot say: My family is a pig butcher, so I am very familiar with this taste, so what else is there to say?
Momo Sanjuro pretended to be knowledgeable and said: "Because China is very poor and they can't afford soybean oil, so they can only eat lard."
"Good morning, sir."
The other devils in the car were flattering, but at this moment, bang, bang, and then two more sounds of broken glass came, and the fire suddenly became bigger.
It turned out that Dragon Boat Festival also threw the two bottles of Laobaigan. But the little devil was so busy flattering that he didn't even notice that Dragon Boat Festival threw two more bottles over.
This time the fire suddenly surged and penetrated into the chariot along the gaps in the chariot.
"Quick rewind, fast rewind."
Momo Sanjuro was completely panicked now. Naturally, he didn't take the little lard in his eyes, but at this time it was alcohol.
Alcohol burns very quickly and is pervasive. Once the flames reach the car, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Momo Sanjuro controlled the chariot to retreat, but he didn't want to know who was blind behind him and drove the chariot against his butt.
Momo Sanjuro cursed loudly, but it was actually the Japanese behind him who were helping him, because the transmission shaft of the blown tank was stuck in the mud and could not move. But it was difficult for Momo Sanjuro to push it with just one car, so the ones behind him
Chariot came to help, but ended up getting Momo Sanjuro stuck inside.
Hearing Mosanjuro's scolding voice and seeing that the squadron leader's chariot was on fire, the chariots behind him quickly backed up.
But it was already too late. The last half-tank of kerosene in the Dragon Boat Festival hit Momo Sanjuro's chariot. With a roar, the entire chariot was instantly enveloped in flames, like a huge fireball.
The temperature inside the car rises instantly, just like a steamer.
The three Japanese including Momo Sanjuro were so hot that they almost suffocated.
They didn't want to die here, so the tank quickly reversed.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the rapid movement of the tank caused the fire to explode again, and even the engine caught fire.
There were flames everywhere in the car, and Momo Sanjuro quickly ordered: "Abandon the car, abandon the car!"
The Japanese gunner was the first to move. He pushed open the turret hatch and climbed out first.
"Throw the grenade!"
At this moment, some unscrupulous person shouted something, which frightened the little Japanese gunner and hurriedly closed the hatch and shrank back.
Momo Sanjuro was sat on his face by the Japanese who quickly retreated, and the back of his head hit the steel plate. He almost died on the spot.
"Baga, are you a pig? Why did you come back?"
Momo Sanjuro yelled angrily, and the Japanese gunner explained: "Sir, there are grenades."
Momo Sanjuro cursed: "Baga, is it better to be killed by a grenade or to stay here and be burned to death?"
Think about it, the Japanese artilleryman, being blown up is better than being burned to death, right? What’s more, there is no explosion outside? Grandma, he was fooled, and even used his butt to have a close relationship with his commander’s face.
I'm afraid that even if I go back alive today, I won't have any good fruits to eat in the future.
"Sir, you won't hold a grudge against me, will you?"
The Japanese artilleryman thought for a while and turned around to ask.
"Baga, is now the time to talk about these things?"
Momo Sanjuro was going crazy and urged the other party to get out quickly.
I just didn't expect that at this moment, the tank's machine gunner tugged on the corner of Momo Sanjuro's clothes, and then pointed at the burning ammunition magazine...