The correct way to open the sprite

Chapter 92
Feng Yu glanced at Nidia indiscriminately, turned around and rolled his eyes.

The elf chick stood on the edge of the pit, looking at the one-eyed troll running towards here in front of her, obviously taking her words as Teddy farts and farting.

"All warriors holding elf rifles should aim at the target directly in front of them. Only when there is no enemy directly in front of them or the enemy is out of range can they shoot at nearby targets.

Don't panic, just aim and fire like you do when shooting in the camp.

When we started throwing wooden-handled grenades, everyone took cover and loaded the bullets, and when they heard the order to end the throwing, they had to probe and shoot as soon as possible.

Do you understand? "

"understood!"

"Okay, I will record everyone's performance. Those who fight or disobey orders will be expelled from the team and will never be hired."

The one-eyed troll finally ran to a distance of about 500 meters from the dirt bag, and shouted happily when he saw the elves poking their heads out of the dirt bag.

They patted their mouths with their paws and made a sound of 'Ah, ah,' which Feng Yu felt was more like a cry of lack of fatherly love.

If you dare to use me as meat, I will make your child fatherless today!

Seeing the one-eyed troll getting closer, Dick asked, "Brother Darren, do you want to shoot?"

"Let's not shoot, the more these guys die here, the easier it will be for us to rescue the halflings and elves who were captured by them, what should we do if we shoot now and scare them away?
When they escape, shoot them back. "

"understood."

Feng Yu looked at the soldiers and shouted: "Steady, wait for the one-eyed troll to get within the effective range, and you will fire after hearing me fire."

The one-eyed troll continued to call on Dad to charge, and when the fastest of them were almost 200 meters away from the dirt bag, Feng Yu raised his hunting gun, looked at the huge and ugly head filled with the entire scope, and pulled it. trigger.

After a loud gunshot, the head of the biggest one-eyed troll leader running over from a distance exploded with a bang, and the headless body ran two steps forward before falling to the ground. Under the action of inertia, he rolled forward several somersaults.

"Fire!"

Feng Yu watched the soldiers fire in an orderly manner, and then let go of his hanging heart, and pulled the bolt on the gun again, feeling a blind sniper, smashing the shoulder of a one-eyed troll.

The loud noises erupting from the soil bag and the falling companions caused the one-eyed trolls, whose wisdom was obviously out of proportion to their height, to have a noticeable pause when charging, and as a result, they suffered more precise blows.

After only three shots before the battle, the crazy one-eyed troll, stimulated by the blood of the same race and the pain caused by the bullets hitting the non-lethal places, still rushed to within 50 meters of the soil bag with the head iron.

Feng Yu put down the empty demon hunting gun, followed Dick, Herbert and others to grab the grenade with a wooden handle.

"Grenade! Get down! Take cover!"

"Fire that monkey... (fire in the hole)!"

Feng Yu and the others stood behind the gun carriage with a meniscus, and threw out the grenade in their hands as if they didn't want money.

The wooden handle grenade is not limited by the production of smokeless gunpowder. The mechanism inside it is the drawstring made of the primer gunpowder of the dwarf musket, the fire twist made of dwarf black powder, and a small amount of the wrath of the earth as a detonator to detonate a stable and high-energy sleeping demon.

All the things were provided by the dwarves. Feng Yu sold salt very generously, and the dwarves didn't play tricks on him. There were plenty of these dwarf specialty camps.

Therefore, the wooden handle grenade is a simple weapon that can effectively destroy the team's charge and defense positions. The camp also has sufficient stocks. This time, the strong dwarf warriors carried dwarf rifles on their backs, and each carried a box of wooden handle grenades. on board.

With a large inventory and the wooden-handled grenade that obviously cannot be used when rescuing the hostages, Feng Yu chose it as the best weapon to deal with these scattered one-eyed trolls intending to surround them.

Huge explosions sounded one after another around the soil bag. When Feng Yu hid behind the meniscus and threw a wooden grenade outside, he took time to glance at Nidia who was still casting magic to kill the one-eyed troll just now.

At this moment, the elf chick was already wrapped in a thick rock armor, staring blankly in one direction, her eyes were clearly out of focus.

Feng Yu couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that you are not awesome, why don't you continue to use magic?What a fool!Our guys, which one is worse than magic? !

Amidst the continuous loud roar, Feng Yu saw that Dick had already started to pry the last two boxes of grenades, so he quickly pulled him back, shook his head under Dick's unknowingly questioning eyes, and pointed out.

At this moment, the outside is already full of gunpowder, and the treasures in the hands of several grenadiers have been thrown away. Just about to come over to get them, they saw that Dick did not pry open the box, and saw Feng Yu wave his hands, so they gave up.

Fearing that the one-eyed troll with iron head in the gunpowder smoke would rush into the position, Feng Yu bent down and picked up the iron rod he had placed at his feet.

Seeing Feng Yu's movements, and looking at the smoke and dust outside with a visibility of more than ten meters, Dick also pulled out a small handaxe for self-defense from his waist, and Herbert and the elves pulled out their daggers.

At this moment, Feng Yu didn't yell any more orders, because his ears were already buzzing, so let's not talk about other people, he couldn't hear him even if he yelled.

Next time, I have to replace part of the charge of the wooden handle grenade with iron sand. Otherwise, every time I throw this guy, the soldiers will become deaf, and the battlefield will be surrounded by thick smoke and dust. What a fart!

The scorching monsoon on the wasteland slowly took away the smoke and dust from the sky, and the scene caused by nearly a hundred super grenades also appeared before people's eyes.

Large and small bomb craters, and unknown debris emitting green smoke all show the power of the wooden handle grenade.

There was no one-eyed troll standing around the soil bag. Except for the one-eyed troll who was killed by the magic hunting gun and elf rifle in the distance, it was difficult to see a completed one-eyed troll in the area where the wooden handle grenade exploded.

Whether it was shattered after being hit by the explosion, or was killed by fragments and then buried by the mud brought up by the explosion, it is indeed difficult to see the completed one-eyed troll corpse.

In the outer ring of the explosion zone, a few lucky one-eyed trolls cried and crawled backwards after the smoke cleared. Some of them couldn’t stand up because their legs were injured, and the rest couldn’t stand up because their legs were weak. .

Dick was about to rush out with a hand ax in hand, but was stopped by Feng Yu.

The cries of the one-eyed troll in the distance gradually grew louder in the ears, and the hearing of the soldiers began to recover slowly.

Feng Yu was afraid that the soldiers would not be able to hear him, so he opened his voice and shouted: "All rifle fighters, go down and clean up the battlefield, and if you encounter a one-eyed troll that is still intact, point your gun at the head.

Be careful of the soil bags accumulated by the new soil, there may be undead one-eyed trolls buried in them, kick them away for confirmation. "

(End of this chapter)