Under normal circumstances, after a grenade is fired, there is a delayed explosion time of about four to five seconds, but soldiers also know that sometimes due to fuze problems, the grenade may explode prematurely, with only a delay time of about one or two seconds.
So after firing, they will try to throw the grenade immediately to avoid exploding in their hands.
But now these people are able to do it, controlling grenades to explode above their heads twice. This time the threat to them is much greater.
Because they also know that the grenade that explodes in the air has a much larger killing area and power than the grenade that explodes on the ground, because when the grenade explodes on the ground, the shrapnel is blown upward in a cone shape, lying on the ground. This can effectively reduce the risk of being injured by grenades.
What's more, there are a lot of big rocks at the bottom of the valley. They will use the big rocks for cover at any time when moving forward. Once they hear the sound of the enemy's grenades being thrown to the ground, they still have time to find a place to hide.
However, the grenade exploded without even a hint of warning. It exploded silently on top of their heads. Shrapnel rained down from top to bottom, leaving them with no time or place to find cover. They had to lie down even more. Not only is it impossible to avoid the explosion of a grenade, it is also an act of seeking death.
So the Tuareg militants became even more nervous and panicked for a while.
Beerbom screamed in the darkness, telling his militants not to panic or shoot randomly, and to continue to move forward at a faster speed, hoping to use the cover of night to allow them to rush to the deepest part of the valley and directly fight those damned people. The Malians were fighting face to face.
In his opinion, no matter how powerful the Malians are, once they get close, they are no match for their group of armed men. They have never been afraid of anyone.
So the militants also knew that continuing to lie down would not solve the problem, so they had no choice but to stand up and continue to move forward. However, this time they spread out the formation more widely, saving the chance of exploding a grenade. Get them down.
But not long after, another grenade exploded above their heads. The landing point of this grenade was more coincidental. It landed at a height of more than one meter above the ground and exploded, and it happened to land on a Tua. The eyes of the Reg militants exploded.
Hearing a loud bang, the Tuareg militant only saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and then heard a roar, and then nothing happened. He was blown upside down on the spot and screamed when he landed. He didn't even have time to scream before he died.
A nearby Tuareg militant crawled over to save him, but after touching him, he found that the entire face of the Tuareg militant had been blown away, and his chest was also blown to pieces. It was all blood, and he also caught a handful of rotten meat. He felt something sticky sticking to his hand. When he held it up, he saw it was an exploded human eye.
He was so frightened that he threw the eyeball out, screamed and wiped his hands hard on himself, and his whole body collapsed.
Several Tuareg militants couldn't stand the pressure. They took out a grenade from their bodies and screamed, wanting to throw the grenade together to fight back at those damn Malians.
This time Beerbohm did not stop these militants, because he also felt that this was not the way to go. The enemies had not shown up yet, and kept throwing grenades at them. Since the other party could throw grenades at their heads, then he Think they can throw grenades on each other's heads too.
So several Tuareg militants took out grenades, pulled off the safety catch, and threw them towards the non-existent enemies in front of them, screaming. Even they followed suit. Regardless of the danger that the grenade might explode in their hands, they held the grenade in their hands for two or three seconds before throwing it out, trying to use this air explosion method to deal with those people. enemy.
There was a sudden explosion in the valley. The grenade thrown by the Tuareg militants blew up the one in front of them!
¡°And two or three of them actually exploded in the air, with shrapnel flying everywhere. All the Tuareg militants quickly fell to the ground to prevent being accidentally injured by their own shrapnel.
Seeing that this seemed to be effective, Beerbom ordered a few more grenades. Several Tuareg militants immediately took out grenades and threw them forward.
Kuaima stretched out his head, looked at Rui and whispered: "Boss! The Tuareg militants are going crazy! Hehe!"
Lin Rui also smiled and said to Kuai Ma: "I just want to drive them crazy! Otherwise, how could they trigger my broad-blade mine?"A roar like that, it¡¯s over! All is lost! The two companies he brought were all finished today!
Although he could still hear many soldiers howling for help, and some soldiers were screaming like women after being overly frightened, he knew that everything was over!
He was once again defeated miserably at the hands of this group of Malians, and the other party used the same method as last time. At this time, he actually forgot the last lesson.
Dozens of elite soldiers who have been on the battlefield for a long time! At this time, most of them fell on the path of the charge. Beerbohm seemed to be crazy, groping on the ground, trying to find his pistol.
But after searching for a while, he couldn't find it. He only found the assault rifle he had dropped on the ground.
So he picked up the rifle, stood up and rushed forward like crazy, wanting to find those damn Malians and die with them. Even if he was killed by them, he would not have to suffer like this again.
But at this moment, his enemy, Lin Rui, shook his head with a look of displeasure on his face. He retracted his head from the bushes on the edge of the cliff, lay on the ground and muttered: "Grandma! If I had known, it would be so easy to kill these Tuaregs." The militants, I didn¡¯t even bother to climb up! It¡¯s really a big loss!
We look down upon these Tuareg militants too much! "
At this time, the fast horse suddenly shouted, and the members of the mercenary team lying on the edge of the cliff suddenly struck matches and lit the bundles of firewood with a little gasoline poured on them.
These firewood are all long-needle pine branches cut from the nearby mountains and forests. The wood of these long-needled pine trees contains a lot of oil and is one of the best fuels in the tropical rainforest. It can be ignited even in very humid environments. It is a good material for lighting bonfires or making torches. .
With a little gasoline poured on it to aid combustion, the matches ignited the bundles of firewood, and then they threw them from all over the cliff into the valley.
Beerbom stared dumbfounded at the large torches that fell from the cliff. After the torches fell in the valley, they immediately began to burn violently. The rising flames immediately illuminated the dark valley, and the remaining The militants were exposed to the flames.
It was only then that Beerbom realized that the enemy was not in the valley at this time. They had already climbed to the cliff. The reason why grenades exploded above their heads just now was because the enemy dropped them from the cliff of the mountain. of.
From such a high place, the grenade dropped by the enemy can easily explode before hitting the ground as long as there is a slight delay. No wonder it will send them flying.
It turned out that the enemy was throwing grenades from the cliff. It was ridiculous that he and his soldiers were still throwing grenades at the non-existent enemy in front of them and shooting randomly. He even acted like a stupid pig and ordered Following the soldiers, they launched a charge towards the non-existent enemy.
Only now did he realize how ridiculous their actions just now were in the eyes of the enemy. It was conceivable that the enemy must have been above them just now, laughing at him and laughing at him for being a stupid pig.
Beerbohm was so angry that his eyes almost spurted blood. He stood in the valley, completely ignoring his body being exposed to the firelight. With his uninjured left arm, he raised his rifle and fired towards the top of the mountain.
But before he had time to unload and load the rifle, a stream of muzzle flames spurted out from the cliff, and bullets rained down toward the valley.
Beerbom felt as if someone had punched him hard in the chest. He staggered back two steps and looked down at his chest. There was a bullet hole in his chest. The bullet passed through his chest from top to bottom. The lungs pierced through his waist again before exhausting all kinetic energy and penetrating into the ground. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com