Chapter 2168 Military Disposal

The explosives carried during this march were different from ordinary explosives. They were high-power explosives that were restored and manufactured by Master Dewey based on fragments of ancient design drawings.

So far, this explosive has only been used once, by the unlucky vice president of the Golden Flame Guild.

Then again, in fact, his death was not unjust. The high-power explosive that blew him into pieces was originally intended to deal with the Knights of the Round Table, but in the end, it only cost a few lives. It's a bit regretful to think about it.

Nowadays, the high-power explosive has been improved by the goblin assistance team and has a new name: C4 missile.

Yes, you heard it right, it’s a C4 missile that can fly.

At first, I didn’t think that the C4 missile bundled in the shape of an explosive pack could really fly. After the goblin assistance team demonstrated it, I had to smile bitterly and agreed with the name.

Speaking of which, their demonstration really put me to shame.

The two people worked together to throw the C4 missile with the fuse ignited. Looking at the boxy C4, drawing a beautiful and short parabola, the goblin leader told me: "The flying of the C4 missile actually also means throwing." "

As soon as he finished speaking, C4 exploded. The ferocious air wave instantly swept the goblin leader into the sky, and then fell heavily. Fortunately, they were wearing thick protective clothing at the time and were not seriously injured. However, the fall was not light and they suffered fractures. , misplaced, only bursts of mourning sounded in my ears.

The goblin leader's joints were misaligned, and he was grinning in pain. After I set his bones, the first thing he said to me with a grin on his face was: "This flying means flying."

I was immediately moved by his professionalism.

Nowadays, with the Gatling gun, C4 missiles have no advantage except for their huge power. Besides, we can't send people to stand next to the source of disaster, wait for the monsters to come out, and then light them and throw C4.

If you do that, you will be in danger of being killed first by the monster. After all, no one knows whether a guy with high agility, high damage, and high speed will pop out of the source of disaster.

In order to ensure safety and not to affect the long-range fire control of the Gatling gun, the old Duke ordered that the C4 missile be buried less than 100 meters away from the source of the disaster, and dispatched the fastest adventurer to reach the target within a short distance. He laid an ambush three hundred meters away from the source of the disaster. At the same time, he stretched the lead into his hand, letting him lure the enemy and kill them.

In order to ensure his safety and save C4 missiles, I was dispatched to assist him in the bombing operation.

Then, the other group of people quickly retreated to the camp two kilometers away, holding binoculars to observe the source of the disaster.

The two of us stayed where we were with miserable expressions, chatting away from one another.

The appearance of monsters is always irregular and irregular.

Only one popped out before, but now, they are popping out one after another like bent beans.

And they were all the same type of monsters as before, with ferocious and ugly faces, walking around like mummies, and a thick and deformed giant hand, dragging on the sand as if it was disconnected.

"Master Prime Minister" The adventurer in charge of lighting the fuse couldn't stand it anymore. He lowered his voice and asked me tremblingly: "Are you going to fight them first, or just lure them over and blow them up?"

"Do you even need to think about it?" I twitched at the corner of my eye: "It must be the latter! Facing so many monsters, if I still choose to charge into the battle, I must be stupid!"

"Well, then, let's attract them here now?" The adventurer's hands kept shaking, as if he was electrified.

"Don't shake!" I shouted in a low voice: "Stabilize your emotions first, and then control your body. Otherwise, with the degree of shaking of your hands now, let alone lighting the fuse, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold the fire tools steadily. ?”

"The fire tools can still be held securely."

While he was talking, he was fiddling with a fire-burning tool similar to a lighter. He was about to press the fire button, but because of his trembling, he accidentally pressed it in the wrong position.

This happened several times, and he said to me with a sad face: "Prime Minister, I, I can't light it."

I rolled my eyes at him and sighed softly: "Forget it, let me do it later."

"Oh," he responded dejectedly, then tremblingly handed the fire tool to me.

Before I could reach out my hand, I suddenly heard a low and hoarse roar from the monster. His hand shook in surprise, and the fire-burning tool burned with a roar.

The sudden burst of flames startled me and him as well. As soon as the guy loosened his grip, the flaming fire tool fell to the ground.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it falls. Even if it falls on the fuse, it won't be a big deal. At most, I can cut off the burning part and it will definitely not affect the operation of the overall plan.

However, God is not as good as man. Who would have thought that this frightened guy would subconsciously grab the fire tool and crush it because he was too excited.

This is something serious. Although it is just a small fire-making tool, it is filled with compressed flammable fuel. First it encountered air, and then it encountered an open flame. Then there was a roar and explosion, C4 The missile didn't explode, but the ignition tool exploded first.

The air wave caused by the explosion forced me to step back a meter, and a lot of metal fragments and flying gravel made my face hurt.

Looking at his teammates, they were knocked unconscious on the spot, and their bodies were ignited with raging fire, and they were burned to half-cooked in an instant.

At the same time, the fuse was also ignited by the flame, and it was speeding towards the direction of the C4 missile at a very fast speed. Even if I could save me now, it would be difficult, because just now, the monster attracted by the explosion had discovered my whereabouts and started to attack me. Running towards me very quickly.

There was no time to save him, so I could only drag my pig teammate by his cowhide boots and rush back to the camp.

Before I ran five hundred meters, I heard a loud boom, followed by a series of loud noises that echoed each other, making my ears numb.

Stopping and looking back, I saw only thick smoke and flames, but no sign of a monster.

Could it be said that they were all killed?

I observed for a while, and suddenly heard a faint groan from my feet, and then I remembered that there was another wounded patient lying on the ground.

When I lowered my head and looked down, I couldn't help but shiver a little. I saw that there was almost no good skin left on the wounded and sick body. The hair, eyebrows, and other parts of the body had also been burned completely, just like burning pig hair. almost.

Fortunately, he is still alive, which is a blessing among misfortunes.

If this injury occurred on the Blue Planet, most likely he would be sent to the West to see the Buddha, but this is the Zephyr Continent, and if not, there is always a way to cure it.

Dragging the wounded and sick all the way back to the camp, he was scolded by the old Duke: "Why did you bring him back? I wonder if most of our battle plan was ruined because of his clumsiness! If he died on the spot, We can define him as a martyr, but you brought him back, and now, we can only deal with him under military law!"