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Chapter 396: Perfection

This row of stones came and went quickly, and stopped in the blink of an eye, but it also caused the government troops to suffer a lot.

There was no way to dodge in the long and narrow terrain of the sky. The rocks were smashed hard, and many people were stunned. A faint smell of blood had already spread in the sky.

Fortunately, the stone rain did not cause much damage, and the team's advancement only slowed down a bit.

A dozen Japanese mercenaries had secretly separated from the team and headed straight to the cliffs on both sides, just in case the other side had any other tricks.

The head of state, who was far away at the end, took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was also shocked just now, but judging from the current posture, it was just a little stubborn resistance by the rebels. They no longer had enough ammunition, so they only

We can now fight with primitive weapons like stones.

Compared with the primitive people holding rocks, the Führer simply felt that his troops with guns were aliens occupying the earth.

The injured soldiers were left where they were, and the team continued to move forward under the command of the commander. The rain of stones just caused only a few hundred casualties, which was no different from scratching an itch for the tens of thousands of troops.

"General! I want you to pay the heaviest price!" Seeing that the leading minesweeper's feet had stepped onto the highest point of the position, the commander showed a sinister smile on his lips.

"It's such an easy battle. I really don't know how we were defeated a few nights ago." Miller was about to go to the sky, thinking to himself. As soon as he said this sentence, he immediately felt something was wrong.

The commander's proud face froze. He saw that the top few minesweepers seemed to have been hit by a running rhinoceros. Their whole bodies were reduced to pieces of paper and flew towards the back with blood all over the sky.

Immediately following the minesweepers were two huge high-pressure water cannons.

The next second, a thick yellow liquid sprayed out from the high-pressure water cannon. Because they kept at least thirty meters away from the demining soldiers, it was impossible for the soldiers at the front to turn off the water valve. Instead, they were

The powerful water column knocked him down and rolled to the ground.

The yellow liquid had a strange smell and quickly evaporated into the commander's nose. He sniffed it a few times and his face turned pale: "It's oil!"

For some unknown reason, there was more and more oil in the team and at the feet, and the pungent smell made everyone burst into tears, holding on to the wall and retching.

The commander was wondering how the two high-pressure water cannons could shoot out so much oil, when his head suddenly felt dizzy from the smoke, and his head suddenly hit the stone next to him.

Instead of the severe pain he imagined, a strange-smelling liquid splashed in his face.

"What is this?" After wiping off the strange-smelling water stains on his face, the commander looked at the "rock" that he had smashed with his head in confusion.

Soon he discovered that something was wrong. Instead of rocks, they were clearly spray-painted foam!

The commander hurriedly raised his head and looked around. The surrounding cliffs were all riddled with holes from the soldiers who had slipped on them, and the liquid gushes out of those holes.

The familiar pungent smell means there is oil in it again.

The commander felt worse and worse and quickly used his hands to remove the foam disguised as stones. When he saw the truth, he was instantly desperate.

The cliff that was supposed to be a rock was hollowed out, and an unknown amount of thick fuel was poured into it. The outside was sealed with foam and sprayed with dark paint. The appearance was no different from the rock.

Now it was smashed by panicked soldiers, and the fuel gurgled out without any scruples. The ground was wet, more and more soldiers slipped on it, and more and more foam was crushed.

This directly leads to a result, that is, more and more fuel flows out after the foam is crushed.

In order to prevent the government troops from being suspicious, stone formations were deliberately placed on the road ahead. In this way, even the goddess Mani would probably not have thought that the stones on the cliffs behind were all fake.

Coupled with the fact that the bloody smell of those injured and injured people was able to cover up a small part of the smell of fuel volatilization, this plan was completely flawless.

Now the government forces have entered an absolutely embarrassing situation. They have weapons, but they absolutely cannot use them. Now as long as someone pulls the trigger or the gun goes off, even if there is a spark as big as an ant's gun, the result will be the entire sky.

It turned into a blazing purgatory.

The government troops serving as fuel inside ensure that no one will be left behind.

The head of state was stunned, the commander was dumbfounded, all the soldiers were stunned, and Miller's chewing gum fell from his mouth to the ground with a clatter.

The most calm person right now is probably the man in a cloak who looks like four pieces of fine steel standing next to Miller.

The soldiers crowded together in the sky all looked at their comrades around them tremblingly, and their eyes were nervously looking at their weapons.

As long as this antique firearm hits the ground, the bullet may penetrate the chamber.

"Retreat...retreat..." the commander almost said these words through gritted teeth.

Now as long as the rebels randomly throw a grenade into the sky, today's battle will come to a complete end.

The commander could even imagine the proud look of the rebels winning the battle without any casualties.

Although his teeth were clenching and his forehead and temples were pounding, the commander knew that the wisest thing to do now was to retreat.

But the general would not give him this opportunity, "I will kill you while you are sick", this is a Chinese proverb that Luo Daguan told him when he was idle.

Moreover, Luo Yu also gave the general a suggestion at that time, which was to use a Firefox injector when setting fire.

"It gives you the pleasure of grilling chicken wings on a large area." The old gangster said that night, patting the general on the shoulder.

At that time, the general was munching on grilled chicken wings. When he heard these words, he almost spit out a mouthful of broken chicken bones.

"It'll be alright. The enemies have all retreated to the castle." The Head of State wiped the sweat from his oily forehead with a handkerchief, but he could also hear how weak his own voice was.

Since the other party has come up with this method, there is no possibility of missing this opportunity.

Miller's face looked quite ugly.

There is no shortage of oil and natural gas here in Africa. Why didn't I think of using these two things to fight?

When the thick black nozzles of the four Firefox jets appeared in the sight of the government troops, everyone's eyes were filled with despair.

Abandoning their guns and surrendering simply gave the poor government troops their last chance to survive.

In the sharp whoosh of the signal bomb, flames surged out from the four nozzles. As soon as the large-area flames came into contact with the air that was already full of vaporized fuel, the prairie fire roared and burned the entire sky red in the blink of an eye.

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The scorching hot air waves rushed out of the long and narrow corridor and burned off the last few curly hairs on the head of the head of state standing at the entrance to the first line of sky.

Of course, the head of state's mustache and eyebrows were not missing, and they all turned into fly ash in the hot air.


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