Chapter 203 Black Dragon

Favilia, who once knelt down and courted the woman she secretly loved on the sunset square, but was abandoned tragically, is now an excellent warrior. In the past three years, he has learned a lot in the big forging furnace of the barracks, but what really surprised him was that he found his talents and hobbies in the barracks.

If Fabilia wants to use one word to describe his life before entering the barracks, it is mediocrity. Although his grades in college are not bad, there is nothing to make him proud of. However, after entering the barracks, he quickly adapted to the life of the barracks and soon found himself. The specialty.

Faviria is very used to this kind of life with strict rules in the barracks. In the barracks, as long as you meet the requirements of the rules, you will not cause too much trouble. From this perspective, the barracks are indeed much simpler than in society, at least most of the time in the barracks are on the table, no There will be unspoken rules that will catch people off guard. Another accident was that Favilia found that he had a talent for explosives beyond ordinary people. He seemed to have the ability to predict the effect of the explosion accurately, and he found that he quickly fell in love with the explosion. In Faviria's heart, explosion was no longer a simple job, more It's like an art. So in less than half a year, Faviglia became a blasting expert. I don't know why "Black Dragon" has also spread as his nickname.

"We sincerely and welcome you very much, Sergeant Favilia," Raleigh seemed to have forgotten what he said to Favilia before. He stretched out his hand enthusiastically and said excitedly, "Finally we have you waiting for you. We really need you. I can't imagine it without you and me. What should we do? Sit down, sit down and talk."

Favilia was also polite. He straightened his waist and sat on the marching chair in the barracks in a standard military posture and asked, "Your Excellency, do you need me to urgently recruit me to your regiment?"

"Of course," Rayleigh smiled. "The main reason is that something happened to the only blasting expert in our group."

"Is something wrong?" Favilia asked doubtfully, "Can I know what it is?"

"It's not a big deal," Rayleigh sighed and said, "The unlucky blasting expert before you, that unlucky guy is a smoker. I really don't know how the smoker became an explosive expert. I have already advised him not to smoke, don't smoke, don't smoke, don't smoke. After all, it's a blasting. Think about it. Isn't it dangerous to play with dangerous explosives and smoke while smoking, but he never listens. In the morning a week ago, he got up in the morning. Before he got up, he took out a cigar and put it in his mouth, and the result was terrible.

Favilia was stunned. Well, he understands that smoking is not good, and it is extremely bad for people in this industry. It is not in compliance at all, but what does this have to do with smoking cigars in the morning? Did you lie in ** and smoke and light the sheets? Then he asked, "What's wrong?"

"That guy accidentally lit the detoner as a cigar," Rey said with a regretful face, "It's probably not very clear in the early morning. Anyway, when we found him, his head was completely black. Although it was a sacrifice reported to him, what should the epitaph be? What about writing? Alas, it's really a headache. The most troublesome thing is that we are in urgent need of a blasting expert in our recent battle. There is only one in our regiment, and the only one smokes the detoner as a cigar. I can't help it. I can only report to the above and ask for a more reliable blasting expert.

"It's really bad," Favilia nodded and then said, "Then tell me what you need me to do."

Rayleigh's battle plan is very simple, that is, to lure all the orcs in front of them into their preset battlefield, and then use the prepared explosives to be fierce. At that time, all you need to do is "bang!" At once, all the orcs can fly to the sky with their buttocks on fire. At that time, they only need to let the soldiers rush up and kill the dizzy orcs after the explosion, and the matter will be over.

The plan is good, and the ambush location has also been selected. It is a valley with a very good location. But there are two troublesome problems. First, the setting of large-scale explosives is not a simple thing. This does not mean that it can be easily done by burying explosives in the ground and pressing the detonation button when the enemy comes over. If you let the layman do it, it is very likely that it will not achieve the expected effect at all. Maybe the orcs have not blown up a few, but their own people have eaten a face. To maximize the use of explosives, defeat the morale of the orcs in an instant, and at the same time, it will cause a lot of casualties to the orcs in the process of the explosion. To achieve these purposes, professionals must do it. Of course, the second point is more important. The orcs themselves will not run to the land buried with explosives and wait to be blown up. If you want the orcs to enter the expected ambush point, you need bait to let the bait introduce the orcs into the full set, but on the land full of explosives, how should the bait survive? Of course, the most convenient way is, of course, regardless of the life or death of the bait. It's okay to blow up the bait and the orcs together. Just report a sacrifice at that time. But if you really do this, Rayleigh will probably be shot in the back by his own people. Therefore, we should not only destroy orcs on the largest scale, but also ensure that our people are in the explosion and will not be killed by their own bombs.

That is to say, a safety zone needs to be drawn in the center of the place where the explosion occurred, and then we will guard the safety zone.

It's not easy to achieve such a highlight. It's not easy to be a particularly powerful blasting expert.

"So it is," Favilia nodded, stood up decisively and said, "Then I should go."

"What? Where are you going?

"Of course, it's a field visit. If there is no problem, I will start working immediately."

"Of course there is no problem." After saying that, Riley shouted outside the tent: "Abigail, Abigail, are you there!"

After a while, a young man came in. After saluteing, he said, "Abigel came to report, commander, what's the order?" The young man named Abigel was dressed in a neat military uniform. His slightly thin face was expressionless, and his face was pale like a dead man. In fact, he looked like a dead man. His face was expressionless and lifeless. Even his voice was flat and maintained a tone without any ups and downs.

"This is Abi-Gail," Leader Raleigh pointed to the young man who had just entered the room and said, "Although he has a dead face, he talks and walks like a dead man, but he is the most trustworthy company commander in our regiment. Company commander Abigel was fearless. When we needed a volunteer to lead his team to attract the attention of the orcs and lead the orcs to the ambush circle, Company commander Abigel took the initiative to undertake the task. Even after our only blasting expert died, he did not give up the task. Damn, I really didn't expect that my men would have such a team that is not afraid of death. Abigel, I can see that you really want to enter the sabbath! Are you in such a hurry?"

Abigel saluted a standard military salute and said, "It's my supreme honor to sacrifice for the God Emperor!"

"Look," Raleigh shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "As a regimental commander, I should really feel lucky to have a company commander like Abigel. Abigel, you are a good hero who is not afraid of death, but I can't let you take your people to die. Of course I can do this, but if I really do this, I guess it won't be long before I will go to the military court, so I sent a telegram to it, and they found us the 'Black Dragon', the whole The best blasting expert on the Autumn Star will draw a safe area for you. That is to say, your mission is not a death, and you don't have to think about the sacrifice of honor. Even if you want to enter thean xi yuan, it depends on whether I give you a chance. Black dragon, ah, yes, it's called Faviria, right?

"Yes, it's me."

"You have also heard of the plan. Do you think you can complete it? I mean, is my company commander really safe? Can you survive in a area covered by the explosion?

"Your Excellency," Favilia replied calmly, "If you want to ask whether the mission of Abigail's mission is dangerous, I think it is self-evident. No matter what kind of battle, the team that serves as bait is always the group that bears the greatest danger. But as long as the company commander Abigel can take his people and his enemies to the reserved location, then I can explode, and the company commander Abigel will be unharmed - as long as they stand in the safe area I drew, they can't be hurt by the bomb.

"Great, that's really great. It's worthy of a black dragon," the regimental Rayleigh looked back at the company commander Abi-Gail standing in the center of the room. "What about you, the company commander? Can you complete your task well? Bring your people and enemies to the designated position?"

There was a convulsion on the expressionless face of the dead man, the company commander Abial. Favilia thought for a long time and couldn't recognize what the expression was, but if he guessed, he thought it should be an angry expression.

"Abi-Gail, what about asking you again?" Riley asked loudly, "Can you complete your task?"

"Of course!" Abigel replied with a louder roar, "Sir, I will complete the task to the death!"

"Idiot, I don't want you to die! I want you not to die! If you complete the task, you will not die, and your people will not have much sacrifice! Do you understand!?

"I understand!"