"What are you doing?"

Hu Niu has already stared at Dragon Boat Festival. As soon as the Dragon Boat Festival moves, she follows her like a tail.

The Dragon Boat Festival was short of staff, so he asked, "Have you seen kerosene?"

Hu Niu said disdainfully: "Who has never seen this before? There is something on our mountain."

The Dragon Boat Festival was speechless and thought to myself: Just brag, and there are some things you think you run a kerosene farm at your home?

But it would be great that Hu Niu knew each other. He and Hu Niu went to look for kerosene separately.

The Dragon Boat Festival did not expect that the Japanese were so tenacious. He originally thought that he could retreat by repelling the Japanese, but he didn't expect that the Japanese chariot would actually want to squeeze in.

Then come in and I set fire to you to death.

So if you want to deal with the Japanese Iron Tortoise, Dragon Boat Festival has a way to do it. Dragon Boat Festival will just be careful and kill him.

But this kerosene is really hard to find. In the past, people's families were very poor, and those who just used kerosene were probably a well-off family.

After searching for a round of Dragon Boat Festival, I found half a jar of kerosene and two bottles of Laobaigan.

This old white dried rice dumpling is 60 degrees, but the Dragon Boat Festival may not be pure grain wine, and it is very likely to be mixed with industrial alcohol.

Under the conditions at that time, the cost of blending with edible alcohol should be very high, so the probability of using industrial alcohol for these two bottles of wine is higher.

People at that time didn't understand it, and they thought it was a good wine that had been treasured.

Taking it out on Dragon Boat Festival is also considered a way to save people. Otherwise, if you drink these two bottles of wine, you will be blind even if you are not poisoned to death.

Dragon Boat Festival smiled and rushed back with wine and kerosene. He could not let the Japanese chariot enter the city, because once they entered the city, the Japanese troop would follow in soon.

So Dragon Boat Festival couldn't help but speed up its pace, but at this moment, a tiger girl with a flowery face came out of an overcooked house while coughing.

The Dragon Boat Festival was speechless and thought to himself: "What can you find when you run into a fire-ridden room?"

"Ahem, I found this."

Hu Niu took out a jar pitifully, opened it on the Dragon Boat Festival and looked 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.

However, this oil itself is different from kerosene and alcohol, and cannot be as flammable as kerosene and alcohol.

But it can help burn, especially when meat oil is covered with combustible substances.

So it’s considered that Hu Niu didn’t make a trip in vain, at least she got some lard back.

So the two of them, one carrying two bottles of wine, half a jar of kerosene, and the other carrying a jar of meat oil, walked back.

When Dragon Boat Festival and Hu Niu came back, most of the Japanese bombed chariots had already entered the city.

If the transmission shaft that lost the track was stuck in the soil, I'm afraid the Japanese chariot would have come in at this time.

Seeing this, Dragon Boat Festival quickly grabbed a handful of hay and stirred it in the meat oil, then lit the hay with a match. When the fire broke out, Dragon Boat Festival held the meat oil jar and threw it at the Japanese chariot.

When the Japanese machine gunner saw the Dragon Boat Festival, he quickly turned his gun and fired at the Dragon Boat Festival.

But after throwing out the meat oil on the Dragon Boat Festival, he ran away. Can the Japanese still wait for the Japanese to hit him with a machine gun?

Bang!

The meat oil jar hit the Japanese chariot and split into pieces, and the white meat oil instantly stuck to the Japanese chariot.

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 Japanese.

The chariot squadron leader - Momosaru laughed in the car: "Is the Chinese exhausted? I want to burn our car if I get some meat oil?"

Another Japanese man was surprised: "Sir, how do you know it's meat oil?"

Momosaru had a proud expression. It turned out that his family was a pig slaughter and was very sensitive to the smell of lard.

But Momosaru naturally couldn't say: I'm a pig slaughter at home, so I'm very familiar with this taste, so what else is there?

Momosaru pretended to be knowledgeable and said, "Because China is very poor, they can't afford soybean oil, so they can only eat lard."

"Sir, Gao Jian."

The other Japanese in the car flattered, but at this moment, bang, bang, and then two more sounds of glass shattering, and the fire suddenly became bigger.

It turned out that Dragon Boat Festival threw the two bottles of Lao Baigan over. The Japanese soldier just flattered him and didn't see Dragon Boat Festival throwing two more bottles over.

The fire suddenly surged, and we walked through the gaps of the chariot into the chariot.

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly."

Momosaru was completely panicked. He naturally didn't take the little lard seriously, but it was alcohol at this time.

The alcohol burns very fast and is omnipresent. Once the flames burn into the car, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Momosaru controlled the chariot to retreat, but he didn't expect that someone behind him was actually driving the chariot and holding his butt.

Momosaru cursed, but in fact, the Japanese behind were helping him with force because the bombed chariot teleportation shaft was stuck in the soil and could not move. But it was difficult for Momosaru to push it with a car, so the chariot behind came to help, but in the end, Momosaru stuck in it.

Hearing Momosaru's cursing voice, he saw that the squadron leader's chariot caught fire, and the chariot behind quickly retreated.

But it was too late at this time. The last half of the Dragon Boat Festival jar of kerosene hit Momosaru's chariot. With a shout, the entire chariot was instantly wrapped in flames, like a huge fireball.

The temperature inside the car instantly rises like a steamer.

The three Japanese, including Momosaru, were suffocating.

They didn't want to die here, and the chariot quickly reversed backwards.

But I didn't expect that at this moment, the rapid movement of the tank caused the fire to explode again, and even the engine caught fire.

There was also a fire rushing around in the car, and Momosaru quickly ordered: "Abandon the car, abandon the car!"

The Japanese gunner first moved and pushed open the turret hatch and climbed out the first time.

"Drop the grenade!"

At this moment, some unethical shouted, and the Japanese gunner was so scared that he hurriedly closed the hatch door and shrank back.

Momosaru was quickly retreated and sat on his face, and the back of his head hit the steel plate, almost dead on the spot.

"Baga, are you a pig? What are you going to do when you return?"

Momosaru cursed in a sarcasm, and the Japanese gunner explained: "Sir, there are grenades."

Momosaru cursed: "Baga, should I be killed by a grenade or should I be burned to death when I stayed here?"

The Japanese artillery soldiers thought about it, it would be better if they were killed by being bombed than being burned to death, right? What's more, there was no explosion outside? Grandma's he was fooled, and he also used his butt to have an intimate contact with his superior's face. I'm afraid that even if he goes back alive today, there will be no good results in the future.

"Sir, you won't hold a grudge against me, are you?"

The Japanese artillery soldiers thought about it and then turned around and asked.

"Baga, is it time to talk about these things now?"

Momosaru was about to be mad and urged him to go out quickly.
Chapter completed!