Stratholme God

v2 Chapter 846: The tragedy of kicking crookedly (2 more

   Chapter 846 The tragedy of one kick (2 more)

The large group of plague gas could not be vented, and it was blown out under the explosion shock wave of the Gustav shell, but before the gas spread outside the fortress, it was caught up by the rolling flames, and burned in mid-air. The vast majority.

  The scene with a lot of muddy mud and green liquid popped out from the narrow entrance, which reminded McDonald, who was standing far away, that children who died in the countryside from time to time during the Chinese New Year used firecrackers to blow up the septic tank.

   I don't know what the **** it looked like inside.

   The leader level is definitely fine, most of the other mobs and plague gas are gone.

   The cheerful second fool next to him tickled his hands: "Oh, I just said, I hit the bottom of the shell with the Balrog Hammer, and the effect is the same."

   Uh, you wanna play a home run?

  It is a pity that the conspiracy of the two fools is doomed to fail.

  Kalia akimbo, obviously fierce, because her voice was weak, it sounded soft: "Alsace, don't even think about it! Last time, His Majesty Bronzebeard kicked the cannonball and almost had an accident."

   This is about the predicament of the last test.

   At first, Magni didn't have a good grasp of the strength, and he flew at the 460mm shell used for the test. The next second, the shell exploded!

  Nima is outrageous!

  Modern artillery shells are different from the cannons of the era of great navigation on the earth. In that era, gunpowder was loaded in the cannon, and solid iron **** were shot out. After each shot, a wet mop was used to clean the chamber and reload the gunpowder before the next shot could be fired.

  The gunpowder that modern artillery shells produce kills and the gunpowder that provides propulsion power are separated into two spaces.

   This dead dwarf is outrageous. In the state of the gods, the force is too strong, and he kicks the gunpowder in the propulsion area and the killing area together.

   "Boom!"

   The sky will collapse or not, I don’t know, at least the ground has cracked.

This test site in the north of Lordaeron was originally a garbage land that had been plagued by natural disasters and plagues. I used it to try the gun first, and the result was almost an accident.

   A dwarf who was two stories high was blown up and flew up, more than three meters off the ground.

The    person was fine, but the armor was injured, which caused Magni to cry and howl.

   As for the huge pit on the ground, ahem, I decided that Magni had not escaped the crime of spreading the plague.

   From then on, whenever the 'big foot kicks off', Magni will definitely encourage [God descends to the world] with all his strength to introduce more earth elements into his body and maximize his body size.

   In this way, while the attack and defense are greatly increased, the physical consumption is also greatly increased.

   But it doesn't matter, this shorty has been practicing his footwork for the past few months.

The    effect is remarkable.

   A cannonball flew into the structural area, which immediately caused a series of reactions.

   Undead creatures of smaller size shattered into powder on the spot, and in the terrifying explosion and shrapnel cutting, not even the basic shape remained.

   The big man's hatred wasn't much better, like a punctured balloon that exploded on the spot.

   There is no way, a huge cannon with a height of 400mm or more, after one shot, is basically the rhythm of a dozens of high-rise buildings disappearing on the ground.

   Gustav's high-explosive bomb? Ahem, a 10,000-square-meter real estate was lost in one shot, and the aftermath of the killings spread to tens of thousands of square meters.

  Except for the extremely sturdy load-bearing wall, the entire front area of ​​the structural area was bombed to a mess, and the shock wave with nowhere to vent was poured out along the passage.

   Borrowing the vision of the sand sculpture player lurking in the construction area, you can see that there are also flashes of explosions in the three or four quarters behind.

   As for Magni, who kicked the ball with big feet, this is quite a number.

   As soon as he stepped out, he knew that he would definitely not be able to run far. He made a big jump to the gate, basically avoiding the cone-shaped area of ​​the main entrance of the structural area, and immediately squatted with his head in his arms.

   Even so, the silver dwarf's **** was still pitch black.

   The next second, everyone heard the hearty laughter of the dead shorty: "Hahaha! It's so exciting!"

   McDonald, who had been hiding far away for a long time, nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! Go on!"

   Bombing the boss definitely won't kill you, but blowing up all the slime monsters in the structure area, abominations, and so on, isn't that refreshing?

  No way, the phobia of insufficient firepower per capita in China.

   can blow up the enemy, why go up to melee?

  Magney immediately turned into an old urchin and had a great time kicking!

   Shooting at the proving ground, how can there be actual combat?

   He kicked five Gustav high-explosive bombs in a row and blew it into pieces, but on the sixth kick, Dead Shorty made a mistake.

  Dead dwarf should not play football with his body proportions.

This kick is outrageously crooked, and it is no problem to kick the cannonball to trigger the primer. However, this thing does not have a barrel to restrict the direction of its launch. With one kick, the cannonball did not go towards the gate of the structural area, but instead moved towards the alliance generals. Fly here.

"Lie... down--" McDonald, who hurriedly changed his words, panicked on the spot. The elf girls around him were all old and slippery, and they definitely wouldn't die, but if they were injured and left a scar or something, he would probably feel heartache for a long time. .

  Ronin deserves to be the man who carried the nuclear bomb (focusing rainbow) hard in history. He reacted the fastest and rushed up to a wide-area shield.

   Who knows, the cannonball swiped over the heads of the heroes, and did not even land in the Allied convoy that half surrounded the entrance of Naxxramas, but flew five kilometers in one go.

   At this moment, Brain Can Roar sneaked closer with his younger brother.

   "Boss, we have crossed the line." A commander glanced at the warning sign that was kicked away by the boss.

   Brain Can Roar gave his adjutant a stern look: "Shut up! The alliance is dead brains. The tribe and the alliance are still allied for the time being, and they won't break their own rules."

Before the    voice could fall, a strange humming sound was heard in the sky.

   "Not good!" Brain Can roared, his reddish-brown face instantly turned blue: "Lie down!"

   That's right, maybe it's a curse, or maybe it's the goddess of fate's molesting him and his younger brother.

   They had just crossed the border less than 200 meters when a Gustav shell fell from the sky.

I don't know if it was lucky or unfortunate, in order to prevent the shells from hitting the slime monster or something and failing to trigger, McDonald ordered the use of double fuzes. In addition to the traditional firing pin fuze, there are also time delay fuzes, that is, regardless of whether they hit anything or not, after going out. When the time is up, it will explode.

   Just over 300 meters above Brain Can Roar and their heads, a high-explosive bomb suddenly exploded.

   "Boom!"

   A loud noise that shakes the earth!

  Rao was still shocked by the physique of Brain Can Roar and his elite orcs.

   Brain Can Roar buzzed in his ears, and his subordinates were even more unbearable. Even if the fine armor blocked the fine shrapnel, many people were still shocked with blood oozing from their nose and mouth.

   "Leader! Leader! Quickly withdraw! The alliance found out—found us—" the loyal and loyal commander roared desperately.

   Brain Can Roar's mind was spinning, and when he came back to his senses, there was clear resentment in his eyes: "Okay! McDonald's, you are cruel! Let's go—"

   He spat fiercely, took his younger brother, and left without looking back.

After    McDonald knew the result, it was the other person's turn to be stupid: "What? The tribe didn't die alone? Well, is this considered low harm and highly insulting?"

   (end of this chapter)