Chapter 2168: Military disposal

The explosives carried on this march were different from ordinary explosives. They were high-power explosives that were restored and manufactured by Master Dewey, referring to fragments of ancient design drawings.
So far, this explosive has only been used once, and it is the hapless Vice President of the Golden Flame Guild.
Having said that, in fact, his death is not unjust. The high-power explosives that exploded him to pieces were originally intended to deal with the Knights of the Round Table Guild. In the end, only a few people were killed. Thinking about it, I feel a bit regretful.
Today, the high-power explosives have been improved by the goblin assisting team and have changed their name: C4 missiles.
Yes, you heard that right, it is the C4 missile, which can fly.
I didn't think that the C4 missile, bundled in the shape of a dynamite bag, could really fly. After the goblin assistance team demonstrated it, I had to smile bitterly and agreed with the name.
Speaking of which, their presentation really made me ashamed.
The two people worked together and threw the C4 missile that had ignited the lead. Looking at the square C4, they drew a beautiful and short parabola. The goblin leader told me: "The flight of the C4 missile actually means flying. "
As soon as the voice fell, C4 exploded, and the fierce air wave instantly swept the goblin leader into the sky, and fell heavily. Fortunately, they wore thick protective clothing and were not seriously injured, but they also fell badly and fractured. , Dislocation, only mourning rang in my ears.
The goblin leader had a misaligned joint and grinned with pain. After I set him a bone, the first sentence he said to me with a grin was: "This fly also means flying."
I was immediately moved by his professionalism.
Nowadays, with the Grimm machine gun, the C4 missile has no advantage except for its great power. Moreover, we can never send someone to stand by the source of the disaster. After the monster comes out, we will ignite the C4 again.
If you do that, you will be in danger of being killed by the monster first. After all, no one knows if a guy with high agility, high damage, and high speed will pop out of the source of disaster.
In order to ensure safety, but also to not affect the long-range fire control field of the Green machine gun, the old duke ordered the C4 missile to be buried less than 100 meters away from the source of the disaster and dispatched the fastest adventurer. The source of the disaster lies in ambush at a position of 300 meters, and at the same time, stretches the fuse into his hand, and he lures the enemy and kills it.
To ensure his safety and to save C4 missiles, I was dispatched to assist him in his bombing operations.
Then, the other group quickly retreated to the camp two kilometers away, holding binoculars to observe the source of the disaster.
We both stayed in place with a bitter expression, and there was a mix of nonsense.
The appearance of monsters is always irregular, but also not quantitative.
Only one popped out before, but now, it is popping out one by one like collapsed beans.
And they were all monsters of the same type as before, with hideous and ugly faces, walking around like a corpse, a thick and deformed giant hand, dragging on the sand as if out of touch.
The adventurer responsible for igniting the fuse was a little unbearable. He lowered his voice and asked me tremblingly: "Are you going to compete with them first, or just draw them to death?"
"Do you still need to think about it?" My eyes twitched: "It must be the latter! Faced with so many monsters, I would still choose to rush into the battle, unless my brain is stupid!"
"That, that, then let us attract them now?" The adventurer's hands kept shaking, as if it was overcharged.
"Don't shake!" I shouted in a low voice, "Stabilize your emotions first, and then control your body. Otherwise, depending on the level of your current hand shaking, let alone light the fuse, even the fire tool may be unstable. ?"
"The fire tool can still be held steady."
As he said, he fiddled with a fire tool similar to a lighter, and he was about to press the fire button when he watched, but because of trembling, he pressed the wrong position by mistake.
This happened several times, and he cried and said to me: "My Lord Prime Minister, I, I can't get it."
I sighed lightly when his eyes were blanked, "Forget it, I will be replaced later."
"Oh" he answered dejectedly, and tremblingly handed me the fire tool.
Before I handed it out, I suddenly heard the monster let out a low and hoarse growl, shocked his hand and screamed the burning tool.
The sudden flames frightened me, and also frightened him. As soon as the cargo's hand was released, the burning tool fell to the ground.
In fact, it doesn’t matter if it falls, even if it falls on the lead, it’s okay. At most, I will shoot and cut off the burning part. It will definitely not affect the operation of the overall plan.
However, people are not as good as the sky. Who would have thought that this frightened guy would subconsciously grab the burning tool and squeeze the burning tool because of his excitement.
This is terrible. Don’t look at it as a small fire tool. It is filled with compressed combustible fuel. First, when you see air, then you encounter an open flame, you will hear a bang, C4 The missile did not explode, the fire tool exploded first.
The air wave from the explosion forced me back one meter. A lot of metal fragments and splashing gravel made me feel painful.
Looking at his teammates, he was stunned on the spot, and there was a raging fire on his body.
At the same time, the lead was ignited by the flame and galloped in the direction of the C4 missile at a rapid speed. Even if I am now difficult to save, because just now, the monster attracted by the explosion has discovered my whereabouts and Running towards me at a very fast speed.
Before it was too late to rescue, I could only drag the pig teammate's leather boots, dragging them all the way, and rushing back to camp.
Before I ran five hundred meters, I heard a loud bang, followed by a series of loud bangs that echoed each other, which shook my ears.
Stopping and looking back, only smoke and flames were seen, but no monster's shadow.
Could it be 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 looked down, I couldn't help but feel a little bit cold. I saw that there were few good skins on the whole body of the wounded, and the hair, eyebrows, and other parts of the hair were all burned out. almost.
Fortunately, life is still alive, which is a blessing in misfortune.
If this injury occurred on the blue planet, 80% would be sent to the west to see the Buddha, but this is the Hefeng Continent. As long as it is not, there is always a cure.
He dragged the wounded back to the camp, but was blamed by the old duke: "Why did you bring him back? Don’t know that because of his clumsiness, our battle plan was mostly destroyed! If he died at the scene, We can define him as a martyr, but you brought him back. Now, we can only deal with him by military law!"
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