After sweeping the ammunition depot, Fernan arranged a mechanism and then quietly left the ammunition depot.

After finding a hidden place, he tied the detonator and explosive bag he brought out one by one with cotton thread and took it back into the treasure bag.

When he arrived at the outer wall of the ironmaking station, he quickly dug a series of small holes along the foot of the wall near the side of the military camp and arranged the detonator.

Then, he quickly left and came to a four-story brick building not far away. This was the highest place in the entire town, and it should be the residence of the ruling town.

He climbed up quietly and stood on the roof, looking up at the ironmaking station.

The main building of the ironmaking institute is a two-story red brick factory with bright lights inside. The blast furnace and converter are constantly refining iron and steel materials day and night, and are in full swing.

Through the map, Fernan already knows the location of all equipment in the factory.

There are six iron smelting furnaces of large furnaces, steel smelting furnaces, and the entire factory area, with a total of six iron smelting furnaces of all sizes, with an estimated daily output of more than 200 tons.

There are more steel-making furnaces, and they are spread out in rows, with twenty-two and two small converters.

It is not easy to destroy all these equipment, and there are many workers working in the factory. It is even more difficult to arrange explosives under the noses of so many people.

But Fernan is ready.

A flash of his hand, and a Type 38 rifle appeared in his hand.

He picked up his gun and aimed at the lookout at the top of the ammunition depot.

There was a small pot of nitrifying glycerin that he had lifted with cotton thread, and a detonator on the top was pinned to the gap in the ceiling.

His location is at least 500 meters away from the ammunition depot. At this distance, accuracy is a difficult problem.

Although the Type 38 rifle is already the mainstream standard weapon at present, its ballistics are already very unstable at this distance.

It would be great if there were modern sniper rifles...Fernan secretly decided that next time he entered the plot line world, he would have to prepare more modern weapons in the treasure bag.

As soon as he touched his face, Fernan's appearance changed and his clothes began to change. He soon turned into the appearance of a young white man, with curly hair, a red cloth strip tied to his forehead, and a dirty US Marine uniform.

Taking a deep breath, he knelt on one knee, put the gun on the outline of the roof, and aimed at the ammunition depot.

Open the perspective eye and his vision is clear.

He reached out to touch the gun, and he used empowerment of the rifle. The gun body flashed with a glimmer of light, and there was a little bloodthirsty breath.

Immediately, he slowly spread his mind power and activated the magnetic field control skill. He wanted to accurately correct the ballistic after the bullet was released.

Aiming at the location where the detonator was placed in the ceiling of the ammunition depot, he held his breath and calmed down for a few seconds later, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The muzzle flame burst out, the bullet came out of the bore and flew towards the ammunition depot, with an angle slightly deviated.

But in mid-air, it seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, and subtly adjusted the direction, flew towards the lookout at the ceiling of the ammunition depot, and accurately hit a fire detonator.

boom!

The detonator exploded, and a gap was blown open in the ceiling, and bricks and stones flew away. It seemed that something exploded inside the gap, and a stream of smoke and dust rushed out.

The barracks suddenly became noisy, and many neon soldiers rushed out in panic, some even bare butts, like headless flies, unable to figure out the situation.

At this moment, the explosives inside the ammunition depot seemed to be ignited and exploded with a bang.

Boom!

The violent explosion directly overturned the ceiling of the ammunition depot, and the flames soared into the sky, and half of the walls near the ammunition depot were blown down.

The explosion also attracted the attention of the staff in the ironmaking station. The workers ran out of the factory one after another, looking at the direction of the barracks in shock, feeling a little at a loss.

Fernan's gunshots and explosions attracted the attention of people in the stairs. Several luxuriously dressed people ran out of the building in panic, stood in the yard, looked up at the roof, and pointed at the upstairs while yelling and scolding.

Ignoring the shouts of the people below, Fernan moved the muzzle, aimed at the outer wall of the ironmaking station, and quickly pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger.

Bullets flew out and accurately hit the detonators he buried under the outer wall.

boom!

boom!

The detonators exploded one after another, quickly blew up the exterior wall, and bricks and stones flew.

The workers in the ironmaking institute were frightened by these explosions that were so close to each other, shouting and running around, without caring about anything.

Bang bang!

A bullet hit the edge of Fernan, but the people downstairs found weapons and shot at Fernan repeatedly.

But their marksmanship was too stinking, and Fernan didn't move, and they didn't hit Fernan within a meter.

Pulling the bolt and quickly put on the bullet, Fernan moved the muzzle down and directly blasted the head of the man who fired the fastest speed below.

With a few shots on his face, the men holding weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another, leaving only a fat middle-aged man with a sham's head shaved, a squinting chest and a belly exposed.

Pressing his hand on the edge of the building, Fernan jumped down directly.

The height of the four-story building seemed to have no effect on him, and he landed steadily in front of the middle-aged man.

He reached out and pinched his collar. Fernan stared at him and said coldly in English: "I am Lan Bo!"

After saying that, he didn't care whether the man understood it or not, so he pushed him away, flew over and out of the yard, and ran toward the ironmaking station.

Neon soldiers in the barracks heard the call for help, and ran over with guns in disheveled clothes, but there was no trace of Fernan.

At this time, Fenan had already sneaked into the ironmaking station. While there was no one in the factory, he quickly hung the detonator and explosive packs that had been tied up on the stove top of the equipment.

Most furnaces are smelting ore and iron. The temperature at the furnace mouth is very high, and your hair will be burned after a while.

After all the explosives were arranged, Fernan found from the map that there were people from the Iron Manufacturing Station who had already rushed back to the factory area. The neon soldiers seemed to realize his intention and began to gather at the Iron Manufacturing Station.

Fei Nan kept walking and rushed straight towards the area with the densest crowd without any concealment.

Soon, he was discovered, and the neon soldiers shouted, holding guns to shoot at him.

Faced with the rain of bullets, Fenan lowered his body and accelerated the charge.

The skill of his skills was activated, and the nerve reaction speed was supported. He flexibly dodged the bullets that hit him by chance, and rushed directly into the neon soldiers' team, causing people to fall over.

He shouted at the damn Fake, the sunny beach and other vulgar words, and he knocked over the neon soldiers, but more neon soldiers rushed over from the direction of the barracks.

He had already seen enough presence, so he turned around and ran towards the outside of the city, looking back while running, with doubt on his face.

Why haven't it exploded yet? Could it be that someone has discovered it and taken down?

While he was wondering, he saw a gap explode in the factory of the Ironmaking Institute, bricks and stones and hot iron flying all over the sky, and the iron filings exploded like fireworks, like blooming chrysanthemums.

boom!

boom!

Explosions rang out one after another, and Fernan nodded with satisfaction. If this blowout continues, it is impossible to repair it, unless it is to rebuild an ironmaking station.
Chapter completed!