Chapter 124: Mushroom Cloud After the Fire Burns the Cloud (Ninth Update, Ask for Subscription, Monthly Pass)
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But a hundred, a thousand, the power of the collision together, Rao is Shen Cong's strength of the seven bulls now, was also knocked crookedly, and finally held the dog crocodile battle flag and came to the rear of the roof.
Start the pumping machine and high-pressure water pump of the fire truck, start pumping diesel, replace it with a flamethrower nozzle made of special alloy, and spray diesel directly at the sparrows flying all over the sky.
After a circle of diesel jets came out, Shen Cong also successfully ignited the diesel fuel at the nozzle with a lighter.
Suddenly, the sprayed mist diesel turned into a fierce flame. Whew, snort
"Give me death!" Holding the sprinkler head, Shen Cong immediately beckoned to the pile of sparrows.
The power of this flamethrower can be said to have no effect on large evolutionary beasts, but against such small evolutionary beasts, it is simply an instant kill. The sparrow, which was scorched by the flames of the flamethrower, immediately screamed and burst into flames.
And because of the previous round of diesel spray, many sparrows are contaminated with diesel,
Martian Splash.
One to ten, ten to hundred.
Around the King Kong, the flying sparrows were like a prairie fire, out of control, and soon even the sparrows that were not contaminated with diesel fuel were also burned by the raging fire. So he flapped his wings in more confusion, trying to extinguish the fire, but he couldn't control the direction and crashed into the sparrow that was not on fire.
In a flash.
The originally oppressive Sparrow Group gradually turned from a dark cloud to a burning cloud.
A burning fire, quickly pumping out nearby oxygen.
Even Shen Cong felt this suffocation, coupled with the poisonous gas produced by insufficient combustion, which made Shen Cong feel very uncomfortable, his brain was a little dizzy, and his breathing began to become unsmooth.
"No, I need to go back and get some oxygen."
There was an oxygen cylinder in the car, which was not finished in the last flood, and when I returned to the car, the temperature dropped instantly, and my spirit was suddenly lifted. I found the oxygen cylinder again and took a few deep breaths of oxygen, which relieved the previous discomfort.
This flame-breathing spear kills 1,000 enemies and loses 800 of its own lives.
Judging from the screen display, although thousands of sparrows were killed in just a few minutes, there were many more sparrows rushing over, and the number was still not decreasing.
Such a large number is obviously not something that a flamethrower can solve.
"Something has to be done."
"It's not the way to go on like this."
"I've burned so many sparrows, but the sparrow group shows no sign of escaping, and it seems that they are ready to fight me. Is the attraction of honey treasure really so big? ”
Thirty seconds later.
Shen Cong's eyes froze, and his face was pale and he decided how to deal with the Sparrow Group, and the long pain was better than the short pain. Instead of letting the Sparrow Group slowly deplete the active energy of the King Kong, it is better to consume a part of the active energy and give the Sparrow Group a big move.
"The fire engine has become a drag on the King Kong, obstructing the sight of the rear of the car, slowing down and reducing maneuverability, and it cannot drive in slightly uneven places...... All I got was a certain amount of extra activity on the Kongo, which was able to put unimportant materials into the fire truck. ”
"Now the Sparrow Group has no way to deal with it, if it is not treated, it will seriously consume the activity of the King Kong, and if it encounters danger again, it will not be the King Kong in an intact state. The Sparrow Group must be destroyed, and the fire truck can only be sacrificed, and the right is to break the wrist of a strong man and the tail of a gecko! ”
Now that it was decided, Shen Cong immediately began to prepare.
"Take out a part of the honey treasure and smear it on the fire truck, attract the Sparrow Group to attack the fire truck, and then transfer the slightly valuable things on the fire truck to the King Kong, and then use the **** to detonate the diesel fuel in the water tank, and give the Sparrow Group a big mushroom ......"
While thinking about what to do, he was not slow to prepare.
He took out the honeycomb, picked out two pieces of the hive, wrapped them, and then quickly climbed out of the skylight, and jumped onto the fire truck in the face of the sparrow's crazy attack.
The smell of hesitant honey treasure came from the King Kong, so the Sparrow Group attacked the fire truck relatively rarely, allowing Shen Cong to calmly throw the things on the car, metal scrap, active cores, etc., all to the side of the road. Sure that there was nothing valuable on the car, Shen Cong pressed the **** on the remote control device and put it into the fire truck.
and the remote control were all confiscated from Wang Gen's group at the beginning.
After doing all this, Shen Cong suddenly opened the tin can, took out the honey treasure, and quickly smeared it into the fire truck compartment.
At this time, the Sparrow Group, which smelled the rich fragrance, immediately gave up attacking the King Kong and turned to the fire truck. Shen Cong quickly finished the application work, and washed the honey treasure smell on his body with diesel again. Only then did he rush out in a hurry and fled back to the King Kong.
Cutting off the linkage shaft of the dragging fire truck, Shen Cong immediately ignited the fire, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the King Kong forward for a distance of fifty meters.
This distance is the maximum distance that the remote control can safely detonate.
Standing at the back door of the carriage, through the skylight, Shen Cong saw that at this time, the Sparrow Group was almost surrounding the fire truck, three times inside and three times outside, wrapping the fire truck into a badminton.
"Rob everything from me, give me death!" Shen Cong pressed the detonation button without hesitation.
The next moment.
There was a bang inside the fire truck, and it was **** that was detonated.
Then there was another explosion, and the diesel exploded in the water tank, and the huge impact force instantly blew the fire truck apart, and the shock wave mixed with the fragments of the fire truck and the meat of sparrows splashed in all directions. It crackled on the outer armor of the Kongo, causing the Kongo to shake violently for a second.
Avoiding the direct shock wave, Shen Cong opened the window again and looked at the fire truck.
The huge shuttlecock before had turned into a black-red mushroom cloud, and more than ninety or fifty percent of the sparrows were directly vaporized in the explosion, and the rest were all blown into minced meat, and only a small number of sparrows were able to escape, and at this time they were far away around the mushroom cloud with a miserable chirp.
More than 20,000 mutant sparrows were killed in the explosion.
Smack.
Shen Cong opened the car door and detained a sparrow corpse stuck to the car door, the corpse was cooked on the outside, exuding the smell of barbecue. Tearing off the body and taking off the beak, Shen Cong sensed that this was the active core of the sparrow, with a level of lv0.433, an active amount of 0.055h, and a talent of 0.127h.
Very weak.
But it was this group of weak mutant sparrows that caused huge losses to Shen Cong, a fire truck with primitive metal. The loss made Shen Cong a little painful, but he would not be indignant because of it.
This is the end of the world, even life may be precarious at any time, and a little loss can be nothing.
just smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm not considered a big Heavenly Demon Disintegration. Law...... It seems that only Angry Birds are playing with bombs, and this mutated sparrow is called Angry Sparrow...... I don't know if there is any raw metal left, so when the fire is extinguished, go and find the original metal. ”
The fire truck was billowing with smoke, and the flames reflected Shen Cong's helmet red. (To be continued.) )