Chapter 2022: Winning in the Ring (5)

The Germanic people were experts in explosives, and were highly skilled in the manufacture and use of all kinds of *. Or maybe it has a lot to do with the meticulous character of the Germanic people, after all* this kind of dangerous thing is not suitable for rough peoples, and if you don't pay attention to it, the researcher or user will be blown up.

The * used by the musketeer Nat is normally a type called C12*, which has the characteristic that it can be glued to any flat surface, and after adding *, it can be detonated in various ways at regular intervals.

The normal C12 also uses the expensive photon explosion engine, which seems to have no problem in the war between countries and siege the city, after all, the country is a big chaebol, and when it is used in personal warfare, because of the problem of funds, Nat does not use the photon explosion engine at all*, but uses the ancient, cheap and solid plastic*. This ancient* seems to have been called C4* tens of thousands of years ago, but the origin and origin of this name are nowhere to be found.

Anyway, for Nat, *is*, as long as it can exert its effect, whether it is a powerful and expensive photon bomb*, or an ancient and cheap **, it can become a powerful killer weapon in the hands of the right user.

The musketeer tiptoed close to the ice wall and carefully threw the * over. *Coated with a special self-adhesive adhesive with high viscosity, it does not weaken the stickiness at all due to the cold of the ice wall, and it sticks to the wall without blowing the effort. *the* has already been installed, and it is remotely detonated, as long as Nat presses his finger lightly, the * sticking to the ice wall will blow the ice wall away. But this was not his full plan, and the musketeer Nat quietly touched the other side, attaching * to another wall of ice.

That's right, simply blowing up a wall of ice is certainly not enough to force out Bediwell, who is hiding inside. Nat is to be placed on all four ice walls*, and all four sides will be detonated at the same time. The shock wave from the quadruple explosion creates a force that pushes the inside of the ice wall inward, enough to crush the people inside into meat sauce. At that time, even if the werewolf youth hid inside and didn't want to escape, he had to escape.

Once deployed, all Nat had to do was press the button on the remote control with one free hand. If Bedeville escaped, the musketeers would have plenty of room to shoot at the unsuspecting werewolf youth. He pulled out a shotgun with exceptional power and coverage. As long as this thing can hit, even if it is just one or two of the scattered steel balls, it can cause a lot of damage to Bedeville. Even if the explosion of * can't deal with the werewolf youth, as long as this scatter bomb can hit, the battle is over!

Everything is laid out. Musketeer Nat pulls out the remote control that detonates * from his bosom and prepares to press it.

"I'm going to blow up this ice wall?" He was afraid that Bediwell, who was hiding in the ice wall, didn't know what was going to happen outside, so he specially reminded loudly: "If you want to escape, just escape now, otherwise you won't have a chance?"

It's like a child playing at home.

But it makes sense for him to do so. The Round Table Trials ring rules don't kill opponents, and if Beddivi dies in the explosion, Nat's side will be troubled.

The best-case scenario was to force the werewolf youth out of cover with an explosion, and Nat would be able to give his opponent a shot, and Bediwell, who was too badly injured to continue fighting, had to give up the game. But that doesn't have to happen, and God knows what weird ideas those stupid orcs have in their minds? Maybe that guy won't escape even if he sees the ice wall shattered? In this case, the musketeer Nat has to pray that the explosion will stop immediately, and the power will not be so great as to kill the werewolf youth directly.

No matter how uneasy you are now, you still have to do what needs to be done. Nat pressed the button for the detonator.

Bang!!

The explosion was as violent as expected, with four plastics* detonating from all four sides at the same time, and the impact was no joke. Although the ice walls were thick, they still couldn't withstand the impact of such a strong explosion, and they collapsed in an instant!

As the ice wall collapsed, the fierce smoke and ice mist flew everywhere at the same time, and it took about half a minute for it to stop. Nat had hoped to see the mortally wounded and fallen Bediville in the remnants of the collapsed ice wall, or at least the remains of the werewolf youth, but in reality he couldn't see anything but ice slag on the ground!

No, it's not that there's nothing, there's actually a big hole there.

The Bedigville guy used the sharpness of the scimitar to dig a deep hole in the ground, and just dodged in! The ice walls on all sides were just a way to cover the pit, and hiding in this pit was the real purpose of the werewolf youth!

No wonder that guy wasn't even afraid of *, hiding behind the ice wall and not coming out. There was no need for him to come out, the pit was so deep that the shock wave of the explosion could not reach the werewolf hiding in the pit!

Nat frowned as she approached the pit and looked inside. What a deep pit. From here, you can't see what's going on in the pit, not even the bottom of it. There is also ice mist in the big pit, it is a kind of ice mist that makes people's blood freeze immediately when they touch it, no wonder the two * that were thrown in just now did not explode------ excessive cold can directly make the * in * malfunction, unable to detonate!

The musketeer, Nat, probably knew what Bediwell was trying to do. Knowing that a face-to-face shootout would put him at an absolute disadvantage, the werewolf youth dug a pit to defend himself, hid in the position he had built, and waited for the musketeer Mutter to throw himself into the net.

The idea is good, but it's a little naïve. In order to facilitate defense, this stupid wolf also specially scattered the frozen powder in the deep pit. That's right, under such low temperatures, if Nat wants to go deep into this ice pit alone, he will definitely get frostbitten. But wouldn't the werewolf youth who had been hiding in the ice pit also be eroded by the same cold?

Oh no, no. It was a werewolf.

Werewolves (Eskimos) are a rare race of orcs living in the snowy fields of Western Siberia, and this race of orcs is known for their high hardiness. It is said that it is not uncommon for werewolves to frolic naked in the snowstorms of Western Siberia. The ultra-low temperature that can kill people in this ice pit is probably just a common thing for that werewolf!

So, what the hell is next?, the musketeers wondered. Should he brave the cold and jump into this ice pit to fight the werewolf youth to the death, or force the werewolf out of the ice pit in some other way? The latter was obviously the wiser choice, but Nat had already thrown two * into the ice pit before, but they froze because of the cold and did not explode at all. Trying to force the werewolf out with other explosive weapons doesn't seem to have any effect either.

Why don't you just blow up the hole in this pit and fill in the whole ice pit?

No, it's not. The werewolf had the means to dig such a deep pit with a cutlass in such a short time, and he certainly had the means to dig another exit from somewhere else. Filling in the pit will not help at all.

Musketeer Nat thought for a moment and pulled another firearm from his tactical belt.

*。

To deal with the cold, it is more reliable to use high heat.

Even with the use of *, it will take a long time to counteract the cold in this ice pit, but the lack of oxygen caused by the flames burning air is enough to force the werewolves out of the cave. In theory, it is, in practice...... You'll have to try it first!

Without much thought, the musketeer Nat picked up* and spewed fire into the ice pit. It was originally a special heavy weapon that injected high-purity fuel oil after ignition to bring about a combustion effect, and its trajectory was also parabolic and affected by gravity (the trajectory was actually the trajectory of the fuel that was sprayed out). The blazing fuel fell like a pillar of fire into the pit, constantly canceling out the cold breath in the pit!

"Hurry up and get out. Nat heard the crackling of the ice crater, the sound of the ice crumbling, "We have a big battle to fight." ＂

"What an undead fellow. The werewolf youth also laughed from the bottomless ice pit: "In that case, let's have fun------

Whoosh!

Something suddenly flew out of the ice pit!

Equipped with the "Vegas System" and with amazing reflexes, Nat's first reaction is to raise * to shoot the flying objects. No matter what kind of secret weapon it is, as long as it is burned to ashes, it is no longer threatening.

Theoretically, however------

"Bad ------" through the ice fog, Nat suddenly saw the body of the "hidden weapon" flying out, but at this time, his * fire had collided with the "hidden weapon"!

Bang!!------

Those "hidden weapons" that flew up and collided with the flames of * exploded!

That's right, they weren't hidden weapons, they were the two Nat's Ones that they threw into the pit*!* they didn't detonate due to the cold of the ice mist, and they were covered in a layer of frost like a hard shell!

The werewolf seemed to have known from the beginning that this was going to turn out like this!

No, it's not. Hiding at the bottom of the pit, Bediwell put down the Black Moon Steel Scimitar in his hand, his fingers away from the trigger.

"Didn't you even have to shoot?" he snorted. He had intended to use the plug-in system on the scimitar to detonate a fire projectile made of fire seeds to detonate*, but Nat did it for Bediwell.

Although he had been prepared and dodged back, the musketeer was blown away by the oncoming explosion, and the whole person flew out dozens of yards and fell heavily to the ground!

Because he hit his head, a feeling of dizziness also dominated him. His eyes went dark, and everything in his life began to appear in front of his eyes like a marquee.