The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 522 Can't find the opponent's death squad

"Don't worry, let the explosives fly for a while." Chris said calmly as always.

Oops, it was installed by him.

Ron couldn't help being taken aback, and just after Chris's voice fell, the explosive package exploded just right in the palace on the mountain, blowing up the entire checkpoint of the palace, and the orange-red flames stained the moon with blood.

"Killing Night has begun, guys, are you ready?" Ron's voice changed into a sarcastic tone exclusive to V.

"Ready!" Everyone roared, and they put on the same white smiley mask and replied loudly. This V for Vendetta mask, which was first used by Ron to conceal his identity, has now become the spiritual totem of the rebels.

"Then the action begins!" Taking out the hidden weapons from the box, the five people did not rush to attack immediately, but lit the prepared explosive packs again and stuffed them into the five gasoline barrels.

"BOOM!" The ground shook again, and another five explosive packs were thrown into the palace on the top of the mountain.

These explosive packs, after Chris has calculated the amount of charge in advance, will write numbers on them, because once the gasoline drum is buried in the soil, there is no way to adjust the angle, so it can only be controlled by controlling the amount of charge. Dynamite pack flight angle.

As for the location if there is a need to attack.What if they are not in the strike line extended by five gasoline cannons?This problem is better solved, just increase the amount of explosives packaged that is thrown out.

Vigorously miracle.

The soldiers above Hongji who were shot by two rounds of gasoline cannons in succession, no matter how stupid they were, could sense something was wrong. The harsh siren sounded, and the soldiers of the warlord immediately gathered and marched aggressively towards the town below.

The truck full of soldiers drove halfway down the dirt road, when the metal discs run over by the wheels suddenly made a cracking sound, and then there was a "boom", and the entire truck was lifted into the sky by the shock wave of the explosion.

The truck behind stopped quickly. This dirt road, which was so familiar in the past, turned out to be as scary as a devil's path leading to hell in their eyes.

"How long can our mines stop them?" Ron asked Arthur, taking advantage of another round of explosives.

Just now, he took advantage of the opportunity of transporting explosives back and forth to plant landmines on the mountain road.

Just now, there was a loud noise that did not belong to the firing of a gasoline cannon, officially announcing that the landmine had begun to be triggered, so Ron asked.

"I don't know, I bought a total of eight landmines. If it was a normal British army, they could all be cleared in 10 minutes, but I really don't know about this kind of warlord army. The ghost knows that after one explodes, others will still have mines." Don't you have the guts to move on?"

"Really?" Ron thought about Arthur's words, and suddenly slapped Carl on the head: "Pause! Now dig the hole right now, and point your gasoline can in that direction."

Ron pointed at the place where the explosion just happened, and said to Chris: "How long will it take to recalculate the charge now? I'm going to kill all the people who went down the mountain over there!"

Chris stared at the place Ron was pointing at, and his brain began to operate rapidly like a supercomputer. In the eyes of others, it was just a dazed effort, but Chris suddenly reached out and helped the gasoline tank that Carl was in charge of: "I For this angle, there is no need to recharge, and the charge of the No. 6 explosive bag is just enough.”

"My God, how did you figure it out?"

While the other scumbags were still stunned, Ron managed to keep up with Chris' train of thought because of his long-term relationship with Sheldon.

The amount of charge for launching the explosive package is fixed, but the distance is unknown. Ron guessed that Chris should have calculated the distance based on the time difference between the appearance of the fire and the sound of the explosion reaching the ear, so simply adjust it according to the charge amount of the original charge Angle will do.

But the most amazing thing is that before Ron changed his target, Chris had already noticed the distance here. What does this mean?
It shows that Chris's super brain, which is comparable to a computer, is calculating all the data around him all the time!
It's scary to think about it. Maybe in terms of IQ, Chris might be even scarier than Sheldon.

Carl stared blankly at Ron, and Ron glared at him: "What am I doing? Chris said, as much as you want? Hurry up and bury it!"

Little Carl rolled his eyes, picked up the shovel and quickly backfilled the soil, then threw the lit explosive package into the gasoline barrel, and the five gasoline barrels fired another salvo.

This time, while the four explosive packs were destroying the fortifications of the palace, the super double explosive pack specially selected by Chris also happened to fall in the middle of the downhill convoy.

"BOOM!" The two people in the car were shocked by the iron nails flying out of the explosive package that exploded in the air.

The people in the last car were so frightened that they quickly put a gun to the driver's head and drove the car back again.

Hearing that there were no new explosions of landmines on the mountain road, Ron was satisfied and let the angle of the Kalba gasoline barrel be adjusted back again.

After the last round of bombing, when the pickup truck carrying five people drove to the top of the mountain, the original palace on the top of the mountain had been turned into ruins, and there was no one to be seen except for a middle-aged man in military uniform who seemed to be insane. living.

"Mentor, he is Garza." The guide pointed to the man and said to Ron.

"I thought he would be a hero, but I didn't expect him to be like this after being bombed for a few rounds. It's really disgusting." Ron pulled out a pistol from his waist and stuffed it into the guide's hand: "Go, personally Kill him, this is your hometown, right? I think you would be happy to kill this man who turned your hometown into hell."

The guide struggled a bit, but the pistol walked towards the man, his footsteps became more and more firm, and finally he came to the front, raised his hand and pushed the pistol to the man's forehead. During the whole process, Garza sat there motionless like an idiot.

"Bang!" Garza's body fell to the ground.

"I succeeded, mentor, I killed the person who harmed my hometown!"

"It's boring, I thought you could say a few more handsome lines." Ron curled his lips: "For example, I will destroy you on behalf of the people."

The guide scratched his head in embarrassment: "Why don't I try next time?"

"up to you."

"Boss, what should I do if someone found a woman tied up in the basement?" Carl, who was searching around, happily dragged a woman back.

"Send it to you as a wife, do you want it?" Ron took a look, and he was pretty, but far from the level of his confidante, so he simply joked.

Carl shook his head like a rattle: "No! He's not as good-looking as my sister."

"If I don't give it to you," Ron gave him a contemptuous look. "The basement is locked up. They should be Garza prisoners. Let them go. You can take care of these things. I should go to bed."

Ron stretched himself, yawned and walked towards the palace.

Most of the palace was actually not damaged by the explosion. Garza's men were just scared by the explosion, so they fled everywhere in a hurry. But it doesn't matter, the rebels will take over this place tomorrow, and everything will be over. Return to order.

"Do you know? The enemy is actually easily frightened by gunshots, especially this big baby with 230 rounds per minute." The black Caesar proudly held the shotgun in his arms and showed off to his comrades: "Tell me, who can Can you withstand his power?"

"Tanks, but fortunately our opponents don't have this kind of equipment this time," Barney said after driving the plane and handing it over to his friend who came to the cabin for Christmas: "But this is not a reason for us to relax, our situation is still dangerous Extremely, the opponent has more than 200 soldiers!"

"So what?" Yin Yang interjected, "If we die together, I believe you can bring us back alive."

"I also believe in myself," Barney said with a solemn face as he bumped his fist against him, "We're at the place now, the plane is about to land, pay attention! The battle has started from this moment!"

Several veterans clenched the weapons in their hands, waited until the plane landed on the water, and jumped onto the pier with howls before it completely landed.

However, what greeted them was not soldiers with long guns and short guns, but civilians who were pushing carts and transporting construction materials. They looked at a few people as if they were looking at fools.

(End of this chapter)