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Chapter 197 Beautiful and Dangerous Art
Lin Ruoyu's secret weapon is a rocket.

A large-caliber rocket, so powerful that it requires an auxiliary support frame to be mounted on the wreckage of the shield vehicle.

The unnamed rocket, excluding the insertion rod, is half a meter long and ten centimeters in diameter. It contains brown gunpowder and flammable and explosive liquid, and has a range of one hundred to five hundred meters... As for why the error is so large, well, there's no way around it, this thing is just a giant firework.

This is an experimental weapon produced by the "Explosion is Art" weapons workshop. So far, only thirty-six rounds have been produced, and it has not yet been used in actual combat. Lin Ruoyu has no idea about its specific power and lethality.

According to the player designer who created this rocket, his design was inspired by the real-world 107mm rocket, which has a glorious history.
The only thing he was sure of was that the thing wouldn't explode on the launch pad.

"Hurry, hurry, the enemy is coming up soon! Quickly set up the rocket launchers!"

"The launch angle is already being calibrated, don't rush us!"

Home Alone and his crew are nervously setting up and firing rockets. He and his friends are all college students in real life, freshmen. Their abilities from the college entrance exam haven't deteriorated too much, and they have outstanding mathematical calculation skills, making them veritable human computers.

Therefore, they were honored to be assigned to temporary engineering positions.

A dust storm rose from the plains three hundred meters away, and the Minisians, who were advancing rapidly, had clearly noticed the anomaly.

They didn't know what those cone-shaped objects on the shield carts or sandbags were, but given the current state of the battle, they were clearly not good things to send off as a sign of goodwill.

Therefore, the Minieses hurriedly dragged out their eight cannons, quickly deployed them, and opened fire on the shield formation.

Amidst the successive roars of artillery fire, the sound of shells piercing the air shattered the silence of the battlefield as eight solid shot projectiles, like gray meteorites, crashed into the shield vehicle position.

But the cost of the hasty deployment was immediately apparent... The excessive elevation of the cannons caused three shells to glide over the shield vehicle position and strike the sandbag defense line at the very back of the shield formation, creating three gaps and startling the nearby musketeers.

Three of the other five shells landed in front of the position, splashing up a large amount of blood.

Only two actually landed near the rocket.

A shell struck the busy group of engineers, smashing two artillerymen and their gun mounts in two.

The last shot hit the shield vehicle, instantly splitting the nearly half-person-high oak shield in two. The flying shards turned the two flintlock musketeers into bloody messes. One of the larger shards hit the rocket launcher's support, knocking one of its legs off.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, the little devil next to him immediately rushed over and grabbed the tilted rocket launcher tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

"The launch pad is tilted!"

His voice trembled.

"Someone come quick, don't fall down... If you fall, it'll be a huge problem... It'll explode!"

Lin Ruoyu was also startled. He lunged forward, leaning against the support frame to hoist the rockets up. "Ignite! Ignite them all! Launch the rockets!"

At Lin Ruoyu's shout, the other players hurriedly ran over with torches and lit the fuse at the tail of the rocket.

The first rocket shot into the sky, trailing an orange-red plume of flame. It traced a strange spiral trajectory in the air, then flew to a height of thirty meters before suddenly making a bizarre dive and crashing into the ground.

Amidst the earth's furious roar, time seemed to be torn in two.

The Minisians, less than fifty meters from the explosion, stared blankly at the ball of fire rising in front of them. Blackened shrapnel, large chunks of dirt, and raindrops of sparks pelted their ranks, felling swathes of halberdiers who had not yet reacted.

More soldiers fell backward in droves amidst the roar, and the warhorses of the dragoons two hundred meters away were severely frightened, even though they were also rigorously trained and immune to the sound of cannons.

But amidst this deafening roar, they still stood upright and turned to flee.

The players were stunned by the explosion. Before they could react and say anything, more rockets were launched into the sky one after another amidst the whistling spray of gunpowder.

While the fire left by the first rocket explosion was still raging, the second, third, and even the tenth rockets were already streaking across the sky with a piercing whistle.

They twisted and turned in the air in unpredictable Brownian motion trajectories. Some swayed like drunkards and fell to the ground, while others suddenly rose and drew parabolas. Two of them even deflected violently as they passed each other in the air, crashing into a cannon in Minisia like two intertwined venomous snakes.

The bronze cannon barrel twisted into a spiral shape during the high-temperature explosion, and the solid shot that had not yet been fired detonated inside the cannon barrel, lifting the two artillerymen and the gun carriage into the air.

The blast wave tore a huge gap in the ranks of the arquebusiers, and the splattered rocket fluid burned a winding river of fire on the muddy ground.

The eleventh rocket suddenly disintegrated during takeoff, and the burning gunpowder particles exploded in mid-air, forming a brief fireball that drenched the corpses lying on the ground below, their body fat crackling and burning.

When the thirty-fifth rocket struck the ground at an almost vertical angle, the formation of the Minisian infantry had completely collapsed.

The dragoons turned and ran far away, their neighing and the clanging of metal mingling together in a death symphony. The weapons abandoned by the arquebusiers burned red-hot in the sea of ​​fire, and the crackling of exploding ammunition echoed incessantly.

The 36th rocket failed to launch. It's unclear whether there was a problem with the rocket body or if the pins securing it to the launcher were too tight. Amidst the jet plume of black powder, it remained firmly on the launcher.

As the exhaust plume caused the steel launcher to droop like softened rubber, and it looked like the thing was about to explode on the launcher, Lin Ruoyu, Xiao Gui, and the NPC soldiers nearby hurriedly turned and ran.

Amidst the panicked crowd, one person went against the flow, rushed to the still-smoking rocket, picked up a hammer, smashed the warhead open, reached inside, took out a complex sphere, and threw it towards the homebody.

"Catch it carefully, don't lose it, this is a valuable experiment..."

Before he could finish speaking, the rocket exploded, instantly creating a vast sea of ​​fire that engulfed the player and swallowed him whole.

(End of this chapter)