Hei Deng Xia Huo

Chapter 43 Cannon Barrel

Chapter 17 Anesthesia

Each anesthetic syringe was filled with a different animal anesthetic.

Ethyl carbamate, etorphine combined with metoxazine, complex luàntong, dihydroetorphine...

Some of these anesthetics were purchased by Li Ang in the name of a small pet clinic, and some were prepared by Li Ang himself using his chemistry knowledge. Each one was enough to paralyze an elephant or even a blue whale within a few minutes or seconds, sending them into a deep sleep.

Sleeping mandrill, Xiaowulang, that’s you!

The cat-eyes in Li Ang’s sockets suddenly released a dazzling light.

The mandrill, who was in the middle of turning around, suddenly saw a bunch of chickens wearing black shirts and gray overalls...

That group of fat, glossy, soft-feathered, red-crested roosters lined up in a neat phalanx in front of the mandrill, inexplicably starting to dance to the music.

“Ji Ni Tai Mei, Ji Ni Tai Mei, Ji Ni Shi Zai Tai Mei, Bie Bie.”

The music was noisy and harsh, and the dance was ugly and weird, but the wildly dancing group of chickens had a kind of onomatopoeic magic that made the mandrill unable to look away, and it had no reason to think about the current situation.

One second, two seconds, the fantasy of the chickens suddenly disappeared, and the mandrill's eyes cleared.

The mandrill, instantly realizing that it had been fooled, was shocked and angry. It turned its head sharply, only to see Li Ang, whose face was as pale as snow, looking at it with a very provocative smile, holding an anesthetic gun with an empty dànjia in his hand.

Li Ang, who had combined most of Chai Cuiqiao's spiritual power, could only use illusion to confuse the mandrill for two or three seconds at most.

But these two or three seconds were enough for him to inject all the anesthetics into the flesh and blood holes opened up by the AK47 bullets.

The enraged mandrill was about to throw a punch, but was horrified to find that its back was numb, followed by its shoulders, neck, waist, abdomen, legs, and arms...

Those anesthetics were mixed with a lot of muscle relaxants called n2 choline receptor blockers.

As long as it was still a body of flesh and blood, as long as it was still a life form based on cells and motor nerves, it would be impossible to escape the clutches of muscle relaxants.

The mandrill felt its muscles trembling and paralyzing, its blood pressure constantly dropping, its heart rate slowing, and its heart rhythm becoming disordered. It staggered forward, almost falling to the ground.

Its blood basin mouth was open unconsciously, its red tongue was hanging out, and viscous saliva was constantly dripping from its sharp teeth, pulling out a long thread. The dark brown eyes, filled with violence and recklessness, were gradually becoming cloudy.

The mandrill, with its eyes wide open, knelt on the ground.

The members of the mission team looked at each other. Wanlifeng Dao, who had barely crawled out of the pile of rocks, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and asked vaguely, "Is it solved?"

Li Ang shook his head, "Not yet, it's just anesthetized."

"Then what are we waiting for?!"

Wanlifeng Dao pulled himself out of the pile of stones like pulling a radish, shook his long sword, and shouted with a thick tongue, "Finish it off!"

"Don't rush! There may be changes, it's best to test it a few times with remote attacks."

Xing Hechou grabbed Wanlifeng Dao, who was about to rush up, and said gloomily, "Miss Liu, can you still shoot arrows?"

Liu Wudai, with a blank expression, released her left hand that was holding her right shoulder, allowing everyone to see the shoulder tendon that had been almost completely torn.

"I'll do it."

Li Ang let out a breath of stale air and raised his assault rifle.

His mental power had been consumed by 90%. Now his brain was roaring constantly as if it was being hammered back and forth by a pile driver, and his temples were swollen and sore to the limit.

Inhale, exhale, Li Ang adjusted his breathing and swept the mandrill's wide-open lips.

Da da da da da, the bullets ruthlessly pierced the mandrill's soft tongue hanging outside its lips, and blood spurted everywhere.

He raised the muzzle slightly, aimed at the eyelids that were not covered by the purple-gold kasaya, and continued to shoot.

The bullets were slightly blocked by the eyelids, only denting a part of the eyeballs, and the mandrill remained motionless.

"Is it really anesthetized?"

Li Ang murmured to himself, frowned and looked at it for a while, put away the assault rifle, and took out a landmine that he had secretly stolen a few days ago.

The Claymore mine flew in an arc in the air and finally fell into the mandrill's mouth.

Boom!

The landmine exploded instantly, iron pieces flew, and steel balls scattered. The mandrill's oral cavity could no longer be seen, and its lips were swollen like two sausages.

Xing Hechou, Huibing the monk, and Wanlifeng Dao gasped. They could see clearly that the mandrill, whose mouth had just been blown up by the landmine, had clearly moved its eyelids.

It was almost exhausted and paralyzed, but it had not been completely anesthetized. It was just pretending to be unconscious, waiting for someone to approach it, and then suddenly attack, using its last strength to take one person away!

Even if it died, it would die with the enemy!

Xing Hechou was about to remind him, but he saw Li Ang stroking his chin, squinting his eyes, and muttering very, very falsely, "Is the anesthetic that effective?"

As he spoke, Li Ang took out a rustic gray-blue steel oil drum from his backpack bar.

The oil drum was empty, with a bottom but no lid, and at the bottom of the drum were gray, flat, cake-shaped packages.

"We'd better test it remotely again."

Amidst the egg-ache chrysanthemum-tight expressions of everyone, Li Ang slowly and methodically used a tomahawk to quickly dig out a medium-sized pit, and put the steel oil drum into the pit.

As a former professional soldier, Xing Hechou of course knew what this oil drum was.

A homemade cannon, or a flying thunder cannon. It was said to be a cannon, but it was actually an explosive projectile barrel. After filling it with propellant, he put the explosive package bundled into a disc shape into it, and then ignited the propellant, which could throw a ten-kilogram explosive package to a distance of 150-200 meters.

This kind of weapon, which could not be more local, was only an expedient measure when equipment was lacking, but its power was not small at all. Bodies of flesh and blood, steel chariots, and even solid fortresses had to be defeated in front of the homemade cannon's thick and long barrel. Even if it could not be blown to death, it could be shaken to death by the explosive shock wave.

How big the barrel was, how big the caliber was. The empty oil drum that Li Ang bought had a caliber that was shockingly reached 400 millimeters. The cake-shaped package inside was also a handmade, powerful explosive.

Xing Hechou watched Li Ang skillfully digging the artillery pit and installing the oil drum.

He couldn't help but have a stiff expression and twitching eyes. From the bottom of his heart, he decided that after this mission was over, he must let the Special Affairs Bureau notify the police to check the resident files.

This kid... was really too dangerous... He could even make a homemade cannon...

The mandrill, who had no idea what Li Ang was fiddling with, was still pretending to be unconscious. When it heard the movement, it couldn't help but open its eyelids slightly, revealing a crack.

The last scene it saw was a cake-shaped explosive package flying straight towards it.

Boom!!!

The explosive package exploded instantly, and the purple-gold kasaya covering the mandrill's head, which was said to be indestructible, shattered into strips of cloth in an instant. A shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out from the center of the mandrill's eyebrows.

The full moon climbed into the sky, and the mandrill fell to the ground with a bang.

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