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The shopkeeper of the hotel did not stay long on the second floor, he stood in the corridor for a while, and then went downstairs.

Zhang Yu gestured to the soldiers, signaling the plan to continue. The soldiers raised their bazookas and aimed at the counterfeit money workshop two hundred meters away.

The traitors in the workshop were still busy making counterfeit money, and the five rooms were brightly lit with lanterns and candles, unaware that a catastrophe was coming.

Zhang Yu lowered his voice and said, "It's all aiming!" What Grandpa Guo lacks most is gunpowder, which costs more than 30 taels per shot, and a missed shot wastes a year's salary. ”

Fifteen soldiers armed with bazookas heard Zhang Yu's words and focused on the courtyard in the distance. The rocketeers aimed at the roofs of each of the five houses according to the previously assigned objectives.

Zhang Yu waved his hand violently and shouted in a low voice: "Ignite!" ”

Five soldiers armed with small torches walked behind the rocketeers and lit the fuses of fifteen bazookas in order.

Previously, fifteen rocketeers built the fuse length according to the firing order, so although the igniters ignited the rockets one after the other, the fifteen rockets were triggered at the same time.

The fuse soon ignited the rocket's propellant, and the nitrocellulose burst into flames, spewing huge flames into the tail of the bazooka. The rooftops of the two inns were instantly illuminated by the tail flames of rockets, making people's eyes white.

Fifteen rockets made a "boom" and "boom" sound, and rushed out of the bazookas almost at the same time. The rocket dragged a long tail flame, flying faster and faster, faster than an arrow, looking like fifteen bolts of lightning, and rushed towards the houses two hundred meters away.

But because it used smokeless gunpowder nitrocellulose, the rockets did not leave a trail of smoke in the air, and plunged headlong into the roofs of five counterfeit money workshops.

Where can the roofs of those black tiled bungalows withstand the impact of high-speed rockets? As soon as he hit it, he was smashed out of a large hole in the sharp head of the rocket. Broken tiles burst out, sawdust flew, and rockets pierced five houses from the shattered roofs.

Three rockets were smashed into each room, and the huge rockets pierced the roof and pierced the brick walls of the room, scaring the traitors who were printing counterfeit money into chaos.

Although the traitors did not know what these rockets were, they knew that this was not a good thing to do when they saw the momentum of the weapon piercing through the roof and bursting into the house.

The manager of the banknote printing workshop looked at the rocket stuck in the brick wall, and his face was pale. He yelled, "Get out of here!" He pulled one of the guys who was in front of him and cleared the way to escape to the door. The five houses of the counterfeit money workshop are not large, only a dozen square meters, and as long as they take a few steps forward, the manager can escape outside.

But escaping was a fantasy, because the rockets were going to explode right away. No matter how much the manager struggled, there was no chance of him living.

The rockets flew very fast and flew in the air for a short time, so the time-delay fuse of the war department also reserved only a buffer time of two seconds. In the blink of an eye, the three rockets that entered the room exploded.

Eleven kilograms of nitrocellulose from the War Department burst open, blowing up the steel hull of the War Department that bound them, and sending a shock wave into the small room.

In the deafening explosion, sixty-six catties of nitrocellulose exploded at the same time in each room. There are three hundred and thirty catties of nitrocellulose in five squares, and this effect is devastating. The five small bungalows were like balloons that had been blown to pieces without any suspense. The printing machine in the room was blown to pieces in an instant. The traitors who printed the money were also blown to char and turned into shreds in the first place.

The manager who wanted to flee for his life died in an instant.

The tiled roofs and walls of the five houses were blown up, turning into five huge fireballs. The five fireballs collided in the sky above the Counterfeit Money Workshop, slamming into the night sky.

The first yard disguised as a dye workshop was hit by a shockwave, and half of the two houses connected to the backyard were blown up.

Even the houses around the counterfeit money workshop were affected, and the shock wave hit the roofs of the nearby yards, blowing off all the tiles of many nearby houses.

Zhang Yu stood on the roof of the inn, only to feel that the exploding flames had illuminated half of the Anqing Mansion City.

The fire from the explosion turned into black smoke and rose up into a black cloud. Slowly ascend above the blazing fire. By the time the blast had cleared, the counterfeit shop had turned into a sea of fire.

Although several rockets had been test-fired, Zhang Yu had never seen fifteen rockets explode together, and he was also shocked by the power of the intensive bombardment of this rocket. He looked at the counterfeit money workshop, which had been reduced to flames and ruins, and waved his hand to stop the rocketeers who were preparing for the second bombardment.

Apparently, a bombardment of fifteen rockets had completely destroyed the counterfeit workshop. Re-bombing is a waste of ammunition.

The soldiers put away the rockets and waited for Zhang Yu's order.

The entire Anqing Mansion was shocked by this violent explosion, and Zhang Yu saw panicked people pouring out of the streets and alleys a little farther away. People didn't know what was going on and looked around the streets in disbelief.

However, the people in the vicinity were startled by the deafening explosion, and they stayed at home one by one and did not dare to take the lead, for fear that they would encounter misfortune as soon as they left the house.

The officials, archers, and inspectors who were in charge of the city's security were all slippery characters, and they heard the loud noise in the city and knew that it was definitely not a small matter. At this time, if you go out and bump into a strongman who acts, you may be "done" by a strongman. Therefore, although the whole city was shaken, the security officers in the yamen never came out.

Even the innkeeper under Zhang Yu's feet was frightened. I don't know if he noticed the roar of the bazooka when it was launched, but in short, he made up his mind not to say a word, and resolutely did not go upstairs to provoke the terrifying strongman on the roof.

Zhang Yu looked at the surrounding situation and nodded.

The plan went well, Grandpa Guo's bazooka was too powerful, and the task was even simpler than expected. With a single bombing, the men and machines of the counterfeit money workshop were completely wiped out.

"Retreat!"

Twenty soldiers jumped from the roof of the inn to the roof of the nearby house, jumped off the roof along the rope, and disappeared into the panicked city of Anqingfu.

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The sky gradually brightened, and Ruan Dacheng, who had not fallen asleep all night, looked at the door of the main house and couldn't help but tremble.

Ever since he heard the loud explosion last night, Ruan Dacheng has been so shocked that he is restless. After the explosion died down for a quarter of an hour, the servant he sent out reported that the counterfeit money workshop had been blown into ruins, and Ruan Dacheng collapsed directly on the bed.

Li Zhi came to take revenge on himself.

Ruan Dacheng really couldn't imagine that Li Zhi had such a means that he couldn't even hide in the house.