Chapter 318: Purgatory on Earth (3rd update, please subscribe)

“What a brave bunch of people!”

After receiving feedback from Bailey, Wang Degui couldn't help but sigh that these people's courage is truly worthy of praise.

Wearing a summer military uniform, he touched the saber at his waist, then pursed his lips and whistled.

"But don't they know what happened to the Piribewi people?"

Piribebuy, Paraguay - The people there are brave and admirable.

But what is the result?

The world-famous "Piribui Massacre" took place there.

"The blood in the streets of Piribewi flows as if it had just rained heavily..."

He kept repeating the horrors of the massacre reported in the news.

There is inevitably some sighing and even some sympathy in the words, sympathy for the people there.

Of course, I admire them more for their bravery.

After a moment, Wang Degui said.

"Well, since they are willing to do so, let's fulfill their courage!"

Then he put away the telescope in his hand and spoke to the messenger beside him.

"Order the artillery to prepare!"

artillery!

Following an order, the gunners on the artillery position began to work. In a circular fortification less than 1 km away from Viedma, a solitary gun barrel pointed obliquely to the sky. This was a large-caliber mortar, but unlike ordinary mortars, there was a steel pipe at the tail of the barrel connected to the cylinder.

This is a 240mm air mortar!

Unlike ordinary mortars, it uses high-pressure gas to directly push out shells weighing 100 kilograms.

Its shells are extremely special. In order to obtain a good blasting effect and increase the charge as much as possible, it uses a special thin-walled shell - in fact, it only has a layer of steel skin. This makes it very dangerous to fire this shell with ordinary gunpowder, which can easily cause the chamber to explode. Therefore, the arsenal designed this air mortar.

Despite its short range, it still received small orders due to its powerful power and was used to bombard fortresses. After witnessing the powerful power of the air mortar during an exercise, Zhu Xianhai discovered another use for it.

Arson!

It should be said that it is burning, and it has the potential to launch napalm bombs!

In another world, napalm bombs are often air-dropped bombs, and their shells are just a layer of steel. If they are fired from an ordinary cannon, they will definitely explode. For this reason, although Zhu Xianhai made napalm using natural rubber as early as two years ago, its uses were limited.

However, Zhu Xianhai never gave up on cheap napalm. Although the natural rubber used to make napalm was very expensive, gasoline was cheap! It was waste oil imported from the United States, which was basically free. Moreover, after more than a year of hard work, Nanhua's chemical companies had successfully produced napalm using sodium hydroxide solution and chemical additives such as cyclohexane acid.

The only problem is how to launch it!

Although the arsenal tried to use it on rockets, napalm bombs had to be large enough to exert their power, and rockets these days... were child's play.

In the end, the air mortar solved this problem perfectly.

A 100-kilogram iron shell! It was just a ready-made oil drum. Thus, the air mortar and napalm bomb achieved a perfect combination to some extent.

Cheap enough and powerful enough!

In fact, even Wang Hai, an artillery officer, couldn't clearly explain its power. After all, it had never been on the battlefield, so what exactly was its power?

No one can explain it clearly!

"It's all up to you this time!"

After the shell was stuffed into the thin barrel, Wang Hai pursed his lips, his eyes full of anticipation.

Amidst the tense anticipation, two green flares appeared in the distant sky, dragging a fire dragon straight into the air!

"emission!"

Unlike ordinary cannons, the sound of air mortars when fired is almost silent, and the sound of its firing is not even louder than the roars of squad leaders.

"puff……"

Accompanied by dozens of dull sounds, eighteen silver shells rushed out of the cannonballs and flew straight into the air under the push of high-pressure air.

Eighteen silver shells, like sharp arrows, suddenly rushed out from the fortifications amidst the flying dust.

Although they did not hear the sound of artillery fire, the defenders of Viedma were aware of the danger. Just as they shouted "Fire!" in fear, white shells whizzed towards them.

The Argentine defenders in the trenches watched the white shells falling from the sky. The speed was not fast, even visible to the naked eye. The terrified Argentines looked at the shells falling from the sky and fell down in the trenches one after another.

Just lie down in the trenches and you can avoid the bombardment...

The next moment, the shells fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The explosion was a bit dull, without a violent explosion, just a muffled sound, and then a sea of ​​orange-red fire dozens of meters long rushed out.

This strip of fire emitted a temperature of thousands of degrees, with the flames reaching more than ten meters high. The red flames instantly engulfed the trench.

The flames produced by the explosion of the napalm bomb only burned for a few seconds, and accompanied by a burst of rising black smoke, the flames seemed to disappear, but in the trenches, it was a tragic scene like hell. The Argentines who were lying in the trenches to avoid the explosion could not escape the flames at all. The flames instantly ignited their uniforms and burned their skin into charcoal. These people did not die, they were severely burned and just screamed in despair.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the trenches turned into purgatory, a real hell on earth.

What was even more deadly was the napalm that splashed into the trenches. When it exploded, the napalm blocks became as sticky and resistant to burning as lard ointment. They fell on the Argentines and stuck to their bodies like sticky glue, burning.

The Argentines who were set on fire by the ointment were like torches. They struggled and cried miserably. They struggled to put out the fire on their bodies, but when they slapped the burning flames with their hands, the fire grew bigger. Those who tried to roll on the ground to put out the fire got their bodies covered in fire.

While they were struggling, the burning oil on their bodies would splash onto other people, causing secondary casualties. For a while, in this trench that was like purgatory, struggling firemen could be seen everywhere.

The uninjured Argentines were also frightened by the battlefield that looked like hell. Both the timid and the brave were stunned by the tragic scene. They fled in panic to avoid the firemen who were throwing blocks of fire.

At this moment, a new round of bombardment began, and the flames once again engulfed the trenches...

(End of this chapter)