By the time the three of them returned to the ammunition depot, ten minutes had passed, and Xia Yu remembered the sound of the explosion in the passage, and there were still two traps left to explode. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the ammunition depot here they are also ready, now waiting for the protagonist "Zongzi" to play.

"Boom~~~" There is also a line of defense, and the target is fifty meters away.

"Boom~~~" The last line of defense has also been broken, and according to the pace of zongzi, there will be forty-five seconds left.

Adjust the muzzle again, and the breech is ready to fire at any time.

"The countdown begins, thirty seconds."

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"Twenty seconds."

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"Ten seconds."

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"Five seconds, four seconds, three seconds, two seconds, one second, appeared."

Xia Yu's right hand holding the cannon rope slashed a huge amplitude from top to bottom.

"Boom~~"

It didn't hit, and sure enough, although the zongzi was slow, at the moment before the cannonball fired, his upper body gently shook an angle, and the cannonball brushed over his shoulder with a scorching temperature, but unfortunately it couldn't feel the thrill.

But the roar of anger showed his anger, these little people, disturbing his sleep, and provoking him again and again, he must tear them all to pieces.

He roared and stepped forward with his fan-like feet, unaware that there was a large open space between him and the two "little reptiles" opposite.

"Fat brother, reload." Pulling open the bolt and withdrawing the cartridge case, Xia Yu shouted loudly.

"Okay."

A shell was loaded again, this was definitely the last shot, Xia Yu, who held such a belief, quietly lowered the muzzle of the cannon by fifteen degrees, and it was no longer a flat shot. This small detail, Zongzi did not notice.

Without rushing to fire the cannon and restraining the urge to look up, Xia Yu stared at the pace of the zongzi.

"Good boy, a little further ahead, a little more." Xia Yu's meaningless muttering and staring at the prey-like eyes all showed that this was a hunt. The captain who robbed the "rich" and helped the poor hunted for the evil zongzi.

Suddenly, Xia Yu's eyes were repeated, and he no longer hesitated, and pulled the cannon rope again with an ultra-high nerve reflex speed.

"Boom~~~" shells are out of the chamber again, and unlike in the past, this time the shells are not flying upwards, this time shooting directly downward.

The metal warhead touched Zongzi's right leg after a fraction of a second, and the huge kinetic energy tore this leg off Zongzi's body fiercely, carried it into the distance, crashed into the wall behind it, and finally exploded.

Shaking your body this time won't do anything, it's your legs that hit. With a thick unwillingness, the zongzi fell to the ground like a hill, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.

"Brother Hu, let's go." In the next second, Xia Yu shouted directly.

A large barrel of kerosene poured down from the top of the ammunition depot like a waterfall, pouring the rice dumplings that were still in a state of bewilderment.

I don't know when Xia Yu had an extra lighter in his hand, he shot it out directly, and threw it out, and it can be seen from the tumbling lighter that this is a Zippo lighter specially supplied by the U.S. Army in World War II, after all, our national army used matches back then.

"Boom~~" The tongue of fire suddenly rose more than a foot high, and the impact of the heat flow came directly to the face. Xia Yu quickly turned around, if it was a little later, I was afraid that my eyebrows and mustache would be picked up.

After a few seconds, the flames retracted back to the original piece, and Xia Yu and the three stood up.

Looking at the dumplings that were still roaring and tumbling in the fire, Xia Yu lit a cigarette for himself on the fire.

It's a good way to hit the zongzi with cannons, if there is no half of the iron door at first, it's a pity, but there is still a way, but all yin and evil things are afraid of the scorching sun and flames, and Hu Bayi in the original book used the anti-theft Western Regions dragon oil to kill the zongzi.

And they are now in the fortress, even so there is still a way, Xia Yu originally remembered a famous weapon in World War II - flamethrower, the Japanese army also has equipment, such as Type 93, Type 100 (how much the devil likes 100), and there happens to be this kind of thing in the corner of this arsenal, but unfortunately because of the interface, the compressed gas cylinder has leaked.

Then the only option is the encapsulated oil in the power generation room, using kerosene, the fire of the diesel lighter can be ignited, the oil drum is chiseled out of a big hole, the roof of the ammunition depot here is just reserved for the load-bearing hook, the oil drum is hoisted up with a rope, Hu Bayi hides aside to control the rope.

A bureau was set up like this, and the zongzi completely became the turtle in their urn.

The flame was still burning, but the movement of the zongzi became smaller and smaller, until it no longer moved, until the mobile phone in Xia Yu's pocket vibrate.

This means that Xia Yu's task this time has been completely completed. Do you want to go now? Xia Yu chose not to leave for the time being, and there were still two hours to stay.

When Xia Yu climbed out of the thief hole, the whole person felt paralyzed, and the sequelae of stimulant use finally appeared, and there was no bone in his body that didn't hurt.

Hu Bayi, who walked at the rear, tied seven or eight grenades together to make a cluster grenade, and in a "boom" explosion, the tunnel where the thief hole was located was also completely destroyed.

This is what Xia Yu meant, there are many weapons in the little devil's fortress, some have expired, some have not expired, no one can tell, if they flow out, it will be a great threat to the safety of the surrounding villagers, so let these things be sealed in this land forever!

Xia Yu was sitting on the ground, Hu Bayi and the fat man were burying the two little dolls, the mound of earth raised high, and the stones were piled up in circles.

This is the real burial of peace, not the kind of eternal peace as a burial object in someone else's coffin.

didn't listen to the fat man's words mixed with the old and the new, Xia Yu looked at the distant mountains, his thoughts drifted far away, no matter how good the feng shui is, there will be a day when it will be broken, only the strong, the powerful can live forever, it is true, dead, everything becomes nothing.

Getting this mutated membership number, perhaps it is my greatest luck, constantly shuttling through the world of film and television, constantly enhancing my strength, even if the mission fails and a dead corpse is left behind, it is better to die in another world than to become a dry corpse in these coffins.

At least it was wonderful.

This is a contradictory proposition, but Xia Yu knows where his path is, and he has had enough of a dull life.

Standing with the sapper shovel, Xia Yu stood up, he wanted to say goodbye to these two children.

"Goodbye, although I don't know much about the reincarnation of yin and yang now, I still hope that you can be reincarnated as a human being, find a good family, grow up healthy and healthy, and feel the civilization and well-being of the new society."

Xia Yu seemed to see the two small figures in front of him again, they smiled and waved their hands to themselves, and then gradually disappeared.

They left, leaving this place that had trapped them for eight hundred years, waiting for them was a new life, Xia Yu was sincerely happy for them.

Looking back at Hu Bayi and the fat man standing on the side, Xia Yu didn't say anything, and chose to leave directly, the story of this world is not over yet, he will still come back. So, it's not a parting.