Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Chapter 1286

The key point is that Passaro didn't see Wei Wu splashing diesel fuel at all and didn't know that it was Wei Wu who did it.

So at first, I didn't suspect the diesel fuel in my hand; I was just curious about why it tasted like that.

However, now is not the time to waste time, so Pasaro is not going to dwell on what this thing actually is.

However, at that moment, a voice suddenly came from among the soldiers.

"Huh, why is there water dripping on my face? And this water is yellowish, like urine, but it smells pretty good."

"You got sprayed too? I thought it was some kind of animal urine, I was too embarrassed to say it."

"Oh, so you all got dripped on. I thought I was the only one. By the way, this water actually smells quite nice."

"Smells good my ass! You guys put it on your faces, but I got it in my eyes! It hurts like hell, and the more I rub it, the more it hurts!"

At first, only a small number of soldiers were discussing this, but as time went on, more and more soldiers started to speak up.

Only then did everyone realize that many people were covered in this yellow liquid, some even hundreds of meters away from them.

At this point, Passaro finally realized something was wrong; this situation could absolutely not be caused by plants.

"Something's wrong. There's something wrong with this water. Pass down the order: no soldier is allowed to touch this yellow water."

"Also, anyone who has already touched it should wash it off with water as soon as possible, as this substance may be poisonous!"

It must be said that Pasaro's decision-making was indeed very decisive, and at the same time, its judgment on diesel was also very cautious.

Unfortunately, his caution came too late. By the time he realized something was wrong, Wei Wu had already poured out sixty barrels of diesel oil.

Some people might wonder, since these flammable petroleum derivatives are volatile, how can they still burn when sprinkled like this?

But the truth is that gasoline is the most volatile substance, and 55% of it can evaporate in just 20 minutes.

But diesel is different. Under normal temperature conditions, even if a liter of diesel is exposed for a month, only about 20% will evaporate.

Therefore, even after the diesel fuel was spilled, Wei Wu was not worried that it would not be able to start a fire after a long time.

Standing at the cabin door, Wei Wu flipped his wrist and took out a pack of cigarettes from the system warehouse, popping one into his mouth.

He then took out a Zippo lighter, lit the cigarette, and took an epic, deep drag.

After exhaling a puff of white smoke, Wei Wu neither threw away the cigarette nor the lighter.

Because neither of these two methods can ignite diesel fuel, and the cigarette butt is not hot enough, a lighter might go out if dropped in.

Therefore, Wei Wu chose the safest approach: taking out the Molotov cocktails that he hadn't finished using from the system's inventory.

After lighting the Molotov cocktail, Wei Wu couldn't help but mutter a self-deprecating remark under his breath.

"Setting fire to the mountain will land me in jail for life. If my actions were done in later generations, even half an hour of shooting wouldn't be enough to atone for my sins!"

"However, this is the Ming Dynasty now. In ancient times, any means were acceptable in warfare, so there was no need to feel guilty."

As he spoke, Wei Wu loosened his grip, and the Molotov cocktail plummeted from a height of 100 meters.

boom!

A crisp sound rang out, and the flames of the shattered Molotov cocktail flickered and danced, the small flames instantly turning into a fire dragon!

Although the location where Wei Wu threw the Molotov cocktail was not where the generals like Pasala were, there was still a group of Siamese soldiers there.

When the Molotov cocktail shattered, the flammable liquid inside was instantly ignited, splattering all over the soldiers.

At first, the soldiers tried to put out the flames; they either patted them with their hands or rolled around on the ground.

Of the soldiers who tried to extinguish the flames, a small number managed to put them out, but others not only failed but also burned their hands.