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Yuan Lang didn't dare to hide it when he was being scolded for being kept in a silence, and a new term was spit out of his mouth: "Fire Spitter."

"Firebreathing machine, what's this thing?" Li Yunlong guessed based on the literal meaning: "Can you just blast fire?"

Yuan Lang smiled and said, "You are such a genius, you guessed it right in one go."

He boasted without hesitation.

"The effect of field battles is actually quite average, but if you fight for the bunkers, it will definitely be useful. Keep it and let our enemies regret coming to the world."

Having never seen the real thing, Li Yunlong's concept of flamethrower is still very illusory and he doesn't believe Yuan Lang's exaggerated statement at all.

"It's really as amazing as you said? Why don't I believe it? Just spraying a fire, what's the difference between splashing a little kerosene and ignitioning it?"

“This is a big difference.”

Yuan Lang gestured to explain to Li Yunlong: "Can you pour fuel and ignite the fire manually? Can you pour it into the enemy's bunker between 10 or 20 meters?

The flamethrower I told you is enough. This thing weighs more than 20 kilograms and can be carried by one person.

The effective range is twenty meters, and the maximum range can even reach thirty meters.

Think about it, from so far away, a stream of fire pounced on your face through the shooting hole, and the whole face burned you.

Then, the flames ignite the fuel that sputtered on you, and light you into a human-shaped torch, let alone fighting, burn you to coke."

Li Yunlong imagined the scene and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He has been fighting for many years, but he has never been bitten by bullets, and he was injured by bayonets once or twice. Old Li never frowned.

A man is a real man, if he doesn’t have a few scars on his body, he is still a soldier?

But if he thought that he was lit by the flames, he would still subconsciously feel a little trembling.

If that kind of situation really happens, he would rather shoot himself and end the pain.

Li Yunlong suddenly thought that he had no reason to be lit like that by the fire.

He stared at Yuan Lang with a fierce look: "Hey, why do you use me as an example?"

I just saw Li Yunlong's weak side, and now I see him showing off his fierce expression, the strong contrast is very interesting.

Yuan Lang couldn't help but laugh: "Ha, isn't this for you to feel it really well.

The flamethrower has a strong lethality, on the one hand, and on the other hand, it can produce a strong deterrence to the enemy.

Anyone who sees his companion become a torch will probably be frightened."

Li Yunlongguang could understand this by imagination.

In fact, the party with the flamethrower will cause great mental pressure on the enemy after use.

The fire spear has also become the enemy's most resentful target.

According to later data statistics, no matter where the battlefield is located, the "enemy's fire spitting soldiers" are the group that all soldiers hate the most.

When you find it on the battlefield, you will be given priority to killing the targets. If you catch the prisoners, you will rarely send them to prisoners of war camps.

Because they were caught, they were basically shot on the spot.

After Yuan Lang's description, Li Yunlong was very interested in this thing and kept asking about the details.

How can this thing be used and what effect does it have?

Yuan Lang talked casually: "In fact, the use of flamethrowers is relatively widespread, and can be used for bunkers and trenches.

This thing was invented by the Germans in the first battle. It was larger at that time and it was very inconvenient for soldiers.

However, it does not affect its effect. The flamethrower sprays out combustion oil, which can form a very violent stream of flame.

The sprayed oil will splash everywhere, along the trench and the tunnels, stick to burn. As long as it is within the range of killing, it will not work anywhere.

The combustion of this oil will consume a lot of oxygen and produce toxic smoke, which can make enemies hiding in the bunker tower unable to breathe oxygen and suffocate.

In many cases, this can achieve the effect that other weapons cannot achieve."

After some popular science, Li Yunlong had a considerable understanding of flamethrowers, but he always heard it as false and saw it as true.

He was curious about this thing now and asked with a licking face, "How many flamethrowers are there?"

Then he added:

"Don't tell me there is only one, then I'm going to scold people."

I know this is a good thing, if the number is small, it will definitely be taken away by the brigade commander. If the number is large, the brigade commander will still give him some left.

Now, Li Yunlong has been educated and thinks of the brigade commander if he has any good things.

I never dare to think about eating alone anymore.

Yuan Lang stretched out a slap.

"Five?" Li Yunlong's eyes shone golden, which was already very unexpected.

He thought there were very few novel things like this!

The brigade commander was divided into three and left two by himself. It was enough to create two flamethrow teams.

"Ten."

Yuan Lang flipped his hand and added: Ten flamethrowers, one hundred cans of fuel.

The flamethrower he was preparing to take out could contain seven liters of burner in the tank and could perform eight short shots.

It is the most advanced and top-notch product at present.

Li Yunlong's voice rose eight degrees: "Ten?! That's great. Come on, I must respect you one. Thank you for your support for our Eighth Route Army."

He excitedly picked up the wine bottle and poured it on Yuan Lang. He ran into it, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all to express his gratitude.

"By the way, which country is this flamethrower made?"

The tank was made in the Soviet Union and the howitzer was made in the United States. Which country did this?

To be precise, it was made by Germany next year. It belongs to future equipment.

The exact name of the flamethrower that Yuan Lang should be called the Type 41 flamethrower, which is the standard equipment of the German fire spearmen.

During the entire World War II, more than 60,000 were produced, twice as many as the m2 flamethrowers produced by the Americans.

As for which performance is stronger and which one is weaker, there is actually no need to look at it too much, it is all similar things.

The equipment of the Soviets and the equipment of the Americans are relatively easy to explain. The flamethrower that the Germans will only build next year cannot be explained.

Yuan Lang simply stopped talking and made excuses: "Don't ask why you come here, it's easy to use. Tomorrow, call a platoon of soldiers and catch two cars and pick me up."

Li Yunlong is rough and not the kind of person who is confused about details. He can just have good things to use, but he can ignore where it comes from.

He was really curious about what the flamethrower looked like, and he wanted to see it immediately.

"No problem. If you have time tomorrow, I will accompany you."

"There's no need. You'll think about how to allocate flamethrowers. Who will lead the organization?"

Yuan Lang explained the words first, and he was responsible for teaching and using them, but he didn't want to carry this burden.

The canned fuel on the Flamestors' backs are not a joke.

On the battlefield, stray bullets flying everywhere and fragments produced by explosions broke the fuel tank and lit it.

There will be a tragedy on earth.

Flameshot soldiers are one of the few troops that the enemy hates very much and their own people are afraid of.

"There is no need to be like this, right?"

"It's very necessary, very necessary." Yuan Lang said decisively, and he was determined.

When he commanded the artillery, he was not afraid of stacking shells around him. At worst, it could turn into pieces and not feel too much pain.

But if it is lit by fuel, it will be really painful and deadly.

Seeing Yuan Lang avoiding it so much, Li Yunlong realized the power of the flamethrower. "It seems that I have to choose some brave soldiers to use the flamethrower.

However, what specific staffing needs to be done depends on how many items can be left for me after the brigade commander comes."

He sighed again, and when the brigade commander came, the tanks and cannons no longer belonged to him.

It's really dismayed.
Chapter completed!