The Empress Is Gigolo 351 Express Bomb Delivery

The sight of over 10,000 people having diarrhea wasn't something that someone could see at any time.

Just from looking at the images, Ren Baqian could even smell the stench.

His face turned pale since the sarin gas attack from last night evidently didn't have much impact on the Great Xia army.

In any case, at least two bottles of sarin gas were used. Today, however, apart from seeing a large number of Great Xia soldiers having diarrhea, he didn't see many dead bodies at all.

He only a saw a batch of corpses which were going to be buried by the other Great Xia soldiers. With just a glance, he knew that the number of soldiers killed was much less than expected.

After concluding that everyone in the north barracks was having diarrhea, Ren Baqian had an ominous feeling.

The other party found themselves an ant.i.toxin?

Even if the sarin gas wasn't effective, this could be attributed to the wind dispersing it. Yet, what was the explanation for over 10,000 Great Xia soldiers having diarrhea?

Unless the other party used a certain medicine and then had to deal with its side effects, it was impossible for tens of thousands of people to all have diarrhea at the same time.

Most importantly, he didn't notice any chaos in the north barracks, indicating that all hope was lost because the chief commander was fine. Otherwise, it was impossible for everyone to have gastrointestinal distress with no other actions taken.

"If all of you launch a surprise attack now, it is possible that it will be more effective than a night attack." Ren Baqian frowned as he spoke to Li Qianqiu.

He was only speaking casually. Even though everyone in the north barracks was having diarrhea, the soldiers in the other two camps were fine.

If they were to become an easy target for the other two camps, all of their remaining soldiers might be utilized in one go at that time.

After putting aside the drone and its base station, Ren Baqin took out the two mortars again.

"Hand me six mortar sh.e.l.ls," Ren Baqian instructed s.h.i.+ Hu.

At present, there were only 30 mortar sh.e.l.ls left. Under Ren Baqian's meticulous planning, he used as few as possible and only at areas that required them the most.

However, now that he saw that everyone in the Great Xia north barracks was squatting, Ren Baqian felt that he needed to deliberately embarra.s.s them.

The people in this world were also very particular about going to the toilet. In the barracks, there would always be public toilets a short distance away. Also, there weren't any tents located near the toilets because the toilets were located on a piece of vacant land.

There were at least a few hundred such public toilets in Great Xia's barracks.

Currently, there were tens of thousands of soldiers crowded outside these hundreds of toilets, and dozens of soldiers were waiting in the vacant areas between each toilet.

Ren Baqian's goal was to casually pick a few soldiers within the mortar's range.

After that, he adjusted the angle and inserted the mortar sh.e.l.l.

Bang!

Everyone in the Great Xia barracks was almost collapsing from dehydration. Although the army's military doctors also brought along medicines for treating diarrhea, they didn't prepare enough for over 10,000 people. Yesterday, since everyone was worried about being poisoned, many people ate the pennisetum as a result. In turn, this caused their diarrhea to worsen. At the same time, most of them immediately clamped their legs together as soon as they got out of the toilet and went back in the line while swearing nonstop.

From time to time, curses like "I'm on the verge of sh*tting my pants! Whoever is in the toilet, get out" could be heard.

Just when everyone was anxiously waiting to go to the toilet, tragedy struck.

Accompanied by a piercing sound, two black spots fell from the air.

Everyone was busy clamping their legs together, so n.o.body noticed what was going on.

Boom! Boom!

The spectacular scene was difficult to describe with words.

Somewhere in the Great Xia barracks, the sky and the sea displayed the exact same color.

A sea of yellow!

After the explosion, the faces of everyone who rushed back to their tents turned black.

Boom! Boom!

Once again, a sea of yellow was seen.

Among the six mortar shots fired, four of them hit the intended targets.

After the bombings were over, Great Xia was fuming with anger. Great Xia would have closed one eye if Dayao launched a surprise attack on any other day.

Out of the six shots fired, four of them hit the toilets. Even a fool wouldn't believe that the other party hadn't deliberately aimed the mortars at the toilets.

A bunch of people cursed and swore at Ren Baqian's descendants and ancestors since he was lacking in virtue. He was truly wicked!

After Wu Shenghou heard about this incident, his face twitched for a long time. At last, he spoke with a throbbing head and said, "This little trick up their sleeves is all they have left. In my opinion, they have already exhausted their limited abilities. Now, let's just wait for the arrival of our reinforcements tomorrow and we will be able to take down Liao City."

...

Ren Baqian felt more carefree after bombing them.

In this world, there shouldn't be anything more comforting than bombing the toilets of one's enemies just as they were all lining up to use them.

Ren Baqian complimented his own wit and then began to brainstorm a plan that he had been thinking about for a few days.

Since Great Xia had so many soldiers, he would have to get rid of their chief commander first. Since Ren Baqian didn't know where the chief commander was, he would let the other party take the initiative to expose his own position.

Or, Ren Baqian would find a way to send a bomb over to him.

As for how to do it...

Ren Baqian returned to Earth, gave Yang Sen a call, and said, "Make me a bomb. It can't weigh more than 320 kilogram. There must be 100 to 150 kilograms worth of Composition B explosives in the bomb. Other than the outer casing, the rest of it should be packed with steel ball bearings. Better yet, use steel nails if possible. I want it in three days' time."

"Impossible! Three days is definitely not enough time. I can give you conventional equipment like grenades or mines after getting authorization from the higher-ups."

"You still owe me a few conditions from the previous time." Ren Baqian immediately used his trump card. A condition could only be considered as a condition after it was realized. Just like money could only be considered as money when it was spent.

After these conditions were used up, he would bring out two more martial arts manuals that were better and exchange them for a few more conditions.

"Let me ask first!" Yang Sen immediately hung up the call and went to ask for instructions.

20 minutes later, Yang Sen called back and said, "Even though the difficulty level is high, I believe in the technological and manufacturing capabilities of our military. They will definitely be able to make the bomb."

"Make the outer sh.e.l.l of the bomb in accordance with my figure. It is better to make it have the same proportions as a human or to enlarge it a little."

Yang Sen was taken aback. He had never seen or heard of anyone who requested that the outer sh.e.l.l of a bomb be manufactured according to his own appearance.

Was this the so-called suicide bombing?

"Get someone over to your department. I'll head over now." Ren Baqian hung up the call and headed straight for Shanghai.

After Ren Baqian reached the building where the Messier 87 department was located and met with Yang Sen, he immediately put forward his request and said, "The bomb must be able to be detonated by remote control. There also must be a surveillance device inside. You must give me a microphone set with a transmission range of five kilometers as well. At the same time, it is necessary to put a walkie-talkie and a loudspeaker inside, preferably at the head of the bomb. The outer sh.e.l.l of the bomb look similar to me, but the hair should be longer. This is the style of the hair and the style of the clothes. I will draw it out for you..."

Ren Baqian's plan was to make a humanoid bomb that looked like the Seventh Prince.

With a bomb that looked like the Seventh Prince, it was impossible for the other party to suspect that it was a bomb, right? He would then use another method to attract the interest of the enemies. After the other party brought the bomb back, he would then detonate the bomb when it was near the chief commander. This was the so-called express bomb.

More than 100 kilograms of Composition B explosives. One had to know that there was only 50 grams of TNT explosives in a grenade. A kilogram of TNT explosives could make 20 grenades, while 100 kilograms could make 2,000 grenades.

In addition, Composition B explosives consisted of hexogen as well as TNT. It was also much more powerful than TNT alone.

The explosive speed of 2,000 to 3,000 grenades bundled together at the same time, together with the shockwave and the shrapnel inside, was close to 8,000 meters per second...

As long as the Great Xia chief commander was within 30 meters of this bomb, even if he was an expert at the apex of the Earth Wheel level, he would still be mosaiced.

As long as he was within ten meters of this bomb, even if the Great Xia chief commander was an expert at the Spirit Wheel level... Ren Baqian believed that the bomb would still be able to kill a Spirit Wheel expert.

Ren Baqian didn't really know much about the Spirit Wheel level. From what he heard and understood, it was ambiguous. After all, an Earth Wheel expert at the intermediate stage could slash a bullet with a saber. It wasn't just once or twice that he had encountered such a situation while using the machine gun, and he completely relied on the rate of fire as well as the power of the machine gun to decimate the enemy into pieces.

Above the intermediate stage of the Earth Wheel level, there was the advanced stage. Further up, there was the Earth Embryo Realm. Even further up, one had to break through the Celestial Gate in order to attain the Spirit Wheel level. Moreover, Spirit Wheel experts were also divided into different grades.

Thus, he was really uncertain about his plan.

However, even if the other party didn't die, seriously injuring the other party was sufficient.

Ren Baqian's mind wandered a little. After he recovered from his daze, he drew on a piece of paper, hit the table, and said, "The style of the clothes should be like this."

Yang Sen looked at the thing that Ren Baqian drew and facepalmed. Three words appeared in his mind, What is this?

Was this a pig wearing suspenders with a cloak blowing in the wind?