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Chapter 59: Fire! (Second update!)
Since the explosion just now, Khalid has been paying attention to little Sadr, so he saw every little move of little Sadr.

He did not warn little Sadr, but struggled to walk to the front of the gun and reached for the 118-liter gas tank.

Khalid's actions attracted the attention of others present.

Ten minutes ago, when Khalid said these things were very powerful, none of them believed him.

After all, TNT is everyone's old friend. It is the cheapest and most powerful explosive that the Sadr movement can obtain.

By simply changing the container, the explosion power can be increased by 500%, and it also has the effect of biological and chemical weapons. Then what are the years of suffering they have endured?
If it were that easy, Americans would have figured it out long ago.

I would have blown their heads off long ago.

However, the explosion just now completely destroyed any doubts in their hearts, leaving nothing behind.

A few kilograms of TNT, plus a simple container and two cans, can unleash several times the original power. What about this thing next to it that can hold dozens of kilograms of TNT and is obviously a cannon at first glance?
The power of this thing.

It should be quite big!
As everyone watched, Khalid put his arms around the 118-liter shell and lifted it up.

No lifting.

He smiled awkwardly, turned around and looked at the person next to him for help.

No one moved. After all, the smell from the rice cooker had not dissipated yet.

Khalid even put 10 cans in it.

What if this explodes?

Hell, Allah might just kick them out of heaven!

Seeing that the people around him were not helping, Khalid rolled his eyes and started giving orders directly:
"Three men, load this cannonball!"

With a clear and concise order, three strong men walked out of the crowd, pinched their noses, and took great effort to load the more than 100-kilogram shell into the muzzle.

The shells were loaded, and it was time for Khalid's little lesson.

He dragged two people to the bottom of the barrel, pointed at the crank under the barrel and said:
"See this tractor handle?"

"That's what adjusts the gun's elevation. To the left, the barrel will rise, and to the right, it will lower."

Khalid got started directly, holding the rack with his left hand, grabbing the crank with his right hand and starting to shake it.

The gun barrel, which was originally hanging low, slowly rose under his action, and finally, it was at a 45-degree angle, looking up at the sky.

Release the crank.

Khalid tapped the barrel lightly a few times with his hand, then pointed his finger at the bottom of the barrel. After the barrel was raised, the black engraved line on the barrel formed an angle with the barrel bracket.

Below that angle, there is a black disc with scales and a level.

As soon as the black disc appeared, it attracted everyone's attention. After all, this thing looked like the only high-tech thing on this mortar.

But it doesn't look that high-tech.

Noticing that everyone's attention was focused on the black disc, Khalid was very satisfied. As long as these people focused their attention on it, he could teach them.

He gently patted the black disk with his right hand and pointed to the horizontal disk in the center of the black disk and said:

"This is the leveling plate. When setting up the gun barrel, we can adjust the leveling plate to make the gun barrel level."

"This process is quite complicated, so we can usually avoid it."

"As for when we need to use the horizontal disk, it's simple: when we are attacking a fixed point target."

Listening to the Lord's words is like listening to the words.

Little Sadr slapped his forehead and pointed at the mortar:

"Stop talking nonsense and just hit him! Hit him as far as possible!"

If you ask Khalid when he feels the most uncomfortable, he will definitely say now.

He finally had a chance to show off his prowess in front of others, and it was interrupted, which was very uncomfortable. Sighing, he walked over to the black disc and fiddled with it for a while. Then he put his hand on the crank and shook it a few times to the right, lowering the angle of the barrel.

When the barrel was lowered to the right angle, he took out a thin hemp rope from his pocket, walked behind the barrel and put it on, then waved his hand to let others stay away.

He also thought about moving away, but when his eyes fell on the big black gas tank on top of the mortar, he chose to give up.

There's no way, there are more than 100 kilograms of TNT in there.

According to the killing radius given by Lin Yi, if he wanted to be safe, he had to run at least 500 meters away.

That's not necessary.

Die or die!

Anyway, after I die, I will go to God to see my family. I just don’t know whether what God says is true or false, and whether my family has gone to heaven.

After Sadr and his group moved to a safe location, Khalid imitated the commander in the movie and shouted into the distance in the dark:

"fire!"

With a shout, the rope moved.

Pass!
There was no earth-shattering sound as imagined, just a very crisp sound.

There was a flash of fire from the muzzle, and the huge blue gas tank disappeared, leaving only the smoking barrel, pointing diagonally towards the sky, like a cigarette after it was lit.

When the mortar was fired, Sadr Jr. and others immediately turned their heads and focused their attention on the selected target in the distance.

That is a lake beach not far away.

If it were daytime, they would be able to see the remaining reeds on the lake beach from this position.

It's night now and I can't see.

The wind from the lake blew in with a little chill, and the whistling sound was mixed with a different kind of scream.

Before the group of people could figure out the source of the sound, a golden light suddenly appeared on the lake beach in the distance.

The shining golden light illuminated the area of ​​hundreds of meters around the lake beach, and also illuminated little Sadr and others.

It should be a joy to see light at night.

But there was no joy on the faces of little Sadr and others, only fear and terror.

But the helpless fear and terror on their faces were mixed with a little excitement, a hint of suppressed excitement.

It took a full three seconds before the sound of the explosion came from a distance and reached little Sadr's ears.

The sound was deafening and hurt people's ears. The moment he heard the sound, little Sadr suddenly straightened up, and sweat began to pour out of his vest and forehead. In just a moment, his whole body was soaked.

He just stood there blankly, his eyes staring straight ahead, and the people next to him could clearly hear the sound of his teeth chattering.

The stench is even stronger!

Not far away, Khalid, who had just finished firing a cannon, leaned on the barrel of the gun. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket with his right hand, took out a cigarette and held it in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the lake beach in the distance. He tried to put the cigarette to his mouth several times, but it hit his nostrils every time.

He wanted to laugh, but the twenty-plus hours of flying, the long journey, and the series of operations just now had drained the last bit of his strength.

He grinned, revealing a few white teeth, and the cool breeze immediately carried the smell of herring into his mouth, making him utter a few crow-like calls.

Hearing his own voice, Khalid smiled bitterly, chose to close his mouth and hold his breath.

Before he shut up, he suddenly remembered that he still had a cigarette in his hand.

This thing cannot be seen.

He quickly threw the cigarette to the ground and stepped on it.

Then hurried footsteps were heard, and before Khalid could react, he was thrown into the air.

(End of this chapter)