Chapter 252 The Temperature of the Island Nation



With just a gentle rub, you can feel the sensation of being burned by flames.

The body temperature kept rising, and the sweat evaporated before it could even drip down.

My whole body felt like a steamer, as if it was about to explode.

The eyes are impossible to open in such high temperatures.

Their skin was completely scalded by the heat wave, and every friction between their skin caused them to scream in pain.

Someone tried to open their eyes, but a wave of heat hit them, causing everything to go black. The burning pain traveled through their retina to their brain.

If you touch your eyelids with both hands, you can feel fragments of skin that have fallen off.

Compared to the torment of the heatwave, the oxygen burned away by the flames is the most painful punishment.

Before long, some people felt suffocated; they opened their mouths, trying to breathe in fresh oxygen.

But the oxygen had long been burned away, and the air was filled only with smoke, as well as carbon monoxide and carbon dioxide produced by the combustion.

Without oxygen, they began to have difficulty breathing, and then they started to feel dizzy.

Some people, unable to bear the suffocating feeling, cut their throats with a knife, hoping to breathe fresh air and feel more comfortable.

As their tracheas were severed, they made hoarse sounds.

He then collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

As they inhale carbon monoxide and carbon dioxide, their brains begin to lack oxygen, their thoughts become confused, and their limbs gradually become weak.

Only the feeling of suffocation reminded them that they were in a dangerous environment.

At the critical moment of life and death, they unleashed their last strength.

They ripped open their throats with their hands, breaking their tracheas in an attempt to expel the feeling of suffocation from their brains.

This method did not allow them to breathe fresh air; it only hastened their death.

After the fire had been burning for an hour, the temperature on Iwo Jima had reached over 500 degrees Celsius.

The Japanese pirates on the island had all become familiar faces.

Inside the tank, celebratory songs were playing.

"Today is a good day; all my wishes will come true."

"Today is a good day, let's open the door and welcome the spring breeze."

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