"Shuibao, can I order it?"

"Come on, sir!"

Dou Xiangwen lit a match, looked at the weak flame, and threw it at the supplies.

"boom"!

The weak flame turned into a fire in an instant!

Dou Xiangwen kicked over the last oil drum again.

He sat down and said, "Shui Bao, come to the master."

Shui Bao obediently sat next to the master.

Dou Xiangwen hugged him, as if he was hugging his most beloved son, Dou Shuqin.

The flames are raging!

Dou Xiangwen's eyes were full of tears.

Son, son.

At the last moment, he still didn't see his son.

"Master, I, I'm afraid."

Seeing the flames starting to burn towards him, Shui Bao was still afraid after all.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be over in a while."

Dou Xiangwen hugged Shui Bao tightly: "In the next life, you will be my son!"

The fire finally engulfed everything around it!

…

September 12, 1941.

A fire suddenly broke out in a material warehouse in Yueyang, Japan.

Today, the weather is dry.

The fire was so fierce that it was impossible to extinguish it.

The No. 1 War Materials Warehouse in Yueyang, Japan, was all burned down.

The fire burned until the next day before gradually extinguishing.

Later, during inspection, the Japanese army discovered two skeletons hugging each other tightly.

This fire had an extremely serious impact on the Japanese army on the front line, and even affected the entire strategic deployment of the Japanese army.

At this moment, Dou Shuqin, who was operating in northern Hunan with the military guerrillas, issued a sonorous oath:
Chapter completed!