Chapter 583 A big bang arrived by air
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and stared at the empty boat.
Under the moonlight, the guild emblem on the side of the empty boat and the airbag is faintly visible.
The airship from the guild headquarters is coming here at this time. Is it for support?
Gordon and the others followed the president’s lady and headed towards the landing airship.
If there is real support, then the stronger the better. At this moment, everyone hopes to see the great elder carrying the old sword on his back, jumping down from the airship, and killing the old mountain dragon with a swing of his sword. Scenes.
Of course, this is a dream.
There was no strong man descended from the sky. There was only a stooped old man, holding an umbrella and coughing as he walked slowly down the gangway.
“Master?!”
“Teacher meow?”
Gordon and Pork Chop, who saw the incoming man clearly, rushed forward to greet him.
As an admirer of Master Campbell, Evelin seemed a little nervous. She quickly combed her hair that looked messy because she had no time to take care of it with both hands, but did not dare to go up.
Gordon helped the master, and Pork Chop jumped to the latter's legs.
His little nose suddenly twitched, and he sniffed carefully in the direction of the cargo hold of the airship.
“I, I seem to smell the smell of dragon-killing charcoal, meow!”
The master rubbed the pig's head and said with a smile: "You have the sharpest nose."
President Fan Ti also came forward and asked, "Master Campbell, why are you here in person?"
Master Jiang nodded to President Fan Ti and said: "Ms. Fan Tu, after receiving your urgent letter from the Peregrine Falcon, the Great Elder took it very seriously.
Although it was not possible to mobilize more high-level hunter support for a while, in recent days, several more materials for dragon-killing carbon have been collected.
Considering that time was tight, the great elder asked me to take the materials to the airship and coordinate them all the way. "
“Did you hear that?! Only Master Campbell can be so sure about mixing highly dangerous explosives like dragon-killing carbon on a shaking airship!”
Fedi looked helplessly at the fanatical Evelin, you are so excited, why are you shaking me?
“Do you have dragon-killing charcoal?!” Madam President cheered up, “Master Campbell, how many copies did you bring?”
In her previous urgent letter to Dongdoruma, she emphasized the need for dragon-killing carbon, but in fact she was not sure whether the guild could arrange to transport it in just a few days.
This kind of ultra-high-power explosive that is easy to carry can be said to be the most powerful weapon for hunters in field battles with Laoshanlong.
After stepping off the side of the ship, the master craftsman signaled Gordon not to hold himself up, and he stood still holding on to his umbrella.
“Six units, but be careful. The materials and equipment on the airship are not complete, and it has not been passivated. It will not be very stable. Be careful not to bump it.”
Pork Chop’s beard trembled.
How dare you reconcile on an airship without passivation? ! If you make a mistake, you will set off fireworks at high altitude!
"It seems that I arrived in time, ahem." Master Jiang glanced at the nervous and busy crowd around him, "Pigpa, I'll take two people to move down the dragon-killing carbon and put it in place.
Ms. Fanti, would you mind telling me what is happening in this hurry? "
“Of course not, that’s the case.”
As a result, the two of them were driven away by Pig Chop as soon as they stepped onto the gangway.
It doesn't trust these two lavish guys. The sum of six units of dragon-killing carbon doesn't weigh much. The strength of the carrier doesn't matter, what matters is stability!
It was afraid that these two things would come up, hold two under its arm, and another one in its mouth, turn around and jump off the side of the ship. The high-density dragon-killing carbon that had not been passivated would be accidentally activated again, and everyone would rise to the sky together.
The last people it called to help carry the dragon-killing carbon were Evelin and Agaxi. The two of them and the cat had a good time working together as a demolition team. In terms of safety details, the two ladies would pay more attention to it than the two rough guys. .
After Zhupa and the others carefully carried all the high-density dragon-killing carbon out of the airship, the exchange between the master craftsman and the president's lady was almost complete.
After learning the news that Lao Shanlong was about to wake up, the gentle smile on Master Jiang's face completely disappeared.
He did not beat around the bush and said bluntly: "The best opportunity to attack is when it is sleeping. When it really wakes up and takes action, the difficulty of attacking or blocking will be greatly improved."
"I think so too."
Ms. President tapped her chin, "It's just that the ammunition depot has been blown up, and there is not much gunpowder left. We lacked decisive means of attack before.
Attacking the sleeping Lao Shanlong rashly will only wake it up in advance. Considering the purpose of delaying time, it is not worth the gain. "
Speaking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Madam President's lips, "But things are different now, Master Campbell. The dragon-killing carbon you brought may be put to use immediately."
“Shall we take a preemptive strike and use high-density dragon-killing carbon to blast directly before Laoshanlong wakes up?”
Xia Zuo's eyes seemed to be through the pile of ruins, looking at the motionless Lao Shanlong buried under it, and said with a smile: "Sleep explosion, although it is an old-fashioned tactic, it is a very efficient tactic."
Gordon and Ted looked at each other.
As long as the target is not something out of specification like Lao Shanlong, they will have to work hard to grab the position of Mian Zhan.
Evelin, who is good at using all kinds of explosives and props, also joined the discussion, "How to set up explosives? In order to maximize the power, they must be detonated close to the body, so as to clear some ruins as soon as possible?"
Is there enough time? There is also the issue of the quantity of dragon-killing carbon used. "
“Use them all.”
“Huh?” On the one hand, Evelin did not expect Master Campbell to answer her words, but on the other hand, she was surprised by the latter’s answer.
“To deal with this super-standard ancient dragon, there is no point in adding fuel tactics. It is better to take out all the trump cards at once to maximize the damage, cough cough cough”
After the master coughed and gasped for a while, he continued: "Whether the result of the explosion is kill, repulse, or heavy damage, it can at least ensure that we gain sufficient advantages in the following battles."
Evelin pondered for a moment and nodded: "This is indeed the best way. Six units of dragon-killing carbon are detonated at the same time, and even the old mountain dragon cannot bear the power.
The location of the explosion must also be carefully considered. Just now, Pork Chop said that its wound has not healed yet. Perhaps it can be used to prevent the carapace and scales from consuming too much explosion power. "
“Ahem, pork chop.”
“I’m here, meow!”
“Miss Evelin’s words make sense. When you checked Lao Shanlong’s condition, did you notice where the injuries were the most serious?” asked the master craftsman.
Zhupa scratched his little ears, "I'm not sure, Meow. I just dug out its head and chest. There are some serious wounds on its chest. Meow, I can't tell the other parts."
Gordon added on the side: "Judging from the results of the previous battle, the injuries in these three places, the right hind leg, chest, and back, should be the most serious. There are also many wounds on the flanks and side of the neck."
“You only have one chance, so you must confirm it accurately.”
“Leave it to me, meow!”
Zhupa puffed up his chest, pulled up Pandan, who was about to run away because he was afraid of getting her hair dirty, and then called out the fellow tribesmen sent by his father, Laopa, to help and the awkward Qimian tribe.
A large group of little guys less than half a person's height ran up to the pile of rubble in a hurry and burrowed into it separately.
(End of this chapter)