Chapter 36 The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold
Before the incendiary bomb, Tiya's pineapple was mainly fragmentation-type.
Tiya's family background is profound, and her master has passed away. To be frank, she is the person who has mastered the most lost technologies in the Rogue Town area.
She naturally knows that for weapons like pineapples, fragmentation bombs have the highest cost-effectiveness.
Considering that the physique of the dark world monsters is stronger than that of ordinary people, her fragmentation pineapples are all versions with increased dosage.
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To deal with these strange giant ants, a fragmentation grenade will definitely not leave any alive within a radius of ten meters.
Compared with the fragmentation grenade in the Ruger world, although the latter has an effective killing radius of 30 meters, injury does not mean death.
Facing monsters from other worlds, the effect will not be stronger than Tiya's fragmentation pineapple.
Although in principle, the new explosives in the Ruger world, which have been updated many times, should have a stronger explosion effect than here,
but Tia, who has amazing arm strength, can't resist stuffing more explosives into the pineapple she uses.
It's called the pineapple, and its diameter is two or three times larger than that of the grenade, and its volume is the cube of the side length, so the charge is directly ten times different.
The disadvantage of the explosive performance is directly compensated by the charge.
However, even so, the nature of the fragmentation bomb, which has more explosive power than the sustained power, still makes it far less effective than the incendiary bomb.
Facing the giant ant colony that is unknown but must be huge, Tia can't kill them all, and can only buy as much time as possible.
The sea of ββfire created by an incendiary bomb can at least last for tens of seconds or even minutes.
Although the fragmentation bomb can clear the giant ants with a radius of ten meters every time, their number is too large and they will be replenished in an instant.
Tia has enough strength after eating and drinking.
She doesn't feel tired running around and throwing fragmentation bombs at the same time.
But she has limited ammunition.
Tia's dimensional bag is indeed a rare treasure, and its capacity is amazing in the dark world.
If Ruger didn't have a larger logistics space, he would be greedy for it.
With Tia's temper of making bombs to relieve boredom, her small bag is already full of pineapples.
But even so, there are only a few thousand pineapples in her bag.
At her current speed of throwing six in three seconds, she will definitely throw them all in half an hour at most.
However, thousands of pineapples, even with Tia's productivity, are not made overnight.
That is the old foundation accumulated by the bomb girl since she was a child.
According to normal logic, the craftsmanship of a craftsman will definitely improve with the growth of experience.
On the contrary, the craftsmanship of this craftsman in the novice period...
So in fact, the pineapples in Tia's bag are less powerful as they are put on later, because they are made earlier.
This does not count the "shelf life" part.
The weaker the bomb, the faster it will be consumed to ensure the killing effect.
As a result, after just ten minutes, Tia couldn't hold on any longer.
Tia knew the bombs she made, especially some of the weird versions she made on a whim.
She could even remember what happened on a certain day a few years ago when she made those special versions of the bombs.
Just now, she threw out a fragmentation bomb she made when she ate the flesh of a spike devil (advanced spiny rat) a few years ago.
That was the first edible prey she caught when she had just mastered the skills and went out to train.
She had emptied her family's funds to this extent, and she immediately knew that her bag would soon be empty.
"Brother Lu, are you still not done? I'm running out of ammunition!"
"Soon, hold on a little longer!" Ruger, who had been concentrating like autism, finally responded this time.
But the content really made Tia shake her head.
Still holding on?
I called you because I couldn't hold on!
However, she also knew that since Ruger said so, it really took time.
There was no hope for Luger for the time being, so Tia could only find another way.
"Hey, old noisy guy, you've been silent since you ran here just now. Where are the weapons you mentioned? Do you still have them?"
Ever since it led the two to retreat to the sewer branch, the shadow lynx has been silent again.
Tia was busy fighting here, and she didn't need to rely on its extra vision, so she didn't care about it.
Now that things have come to this point, little Tia has no other way but to pull out the shadow lynx again.
However, she asked here but there was no response. When she looked over, she saw the big cat head on her shoulder with a confused face.
He kept mumbling in his mouth.
"There were obviously weapons before?"
"Why is there only a pile of scrap copper and iron left?"
"Has anyone else come? Take it away?"
"How is it possible?"
Little Tia heard this and realized that she couldn't count on this side.
What else can she do? I can only fight back and hold on.
The bombs are all used up, but the shotgun shells of Chiappa's three-barreled shotgun can still hold out for a while.
If the bullets are all gone, then I can only use cold weapons for close combat.
But when I think of the two short weapons on my body for self-defense, Tia gets a headache.
That kind of specialized short dagger is not impractical, but it requires the assassin's unique physical skills to exert its power.
For ordinary people, it's better to just use an ordinary dagger.
But the problem is that her assassin heritage is learned from her parents and teammates by reading the memory of Old Noisy.
Shadow training, a spiritual technique that is essentially telepathic, can be passed on in this way to get twice the result with half the effort.
However, Taijutsu and martial arts, a skill that requires the formation of unique muscle memory, are exactly the opposite.
In addition, Tia's true love is alchemy. Although her physical skills are not bad, her fists and kicks, especially her light skills, are not bad.
But when it comes to weaponry skills, it's not that it's unsatisfactory, but it's hard to reach the level.
Patting her already red face and cheering herself up, Little Tiya loaded the last three ammunition into the empty three-barreled Chiapa.
Her other hand came close to the scabbard of her belt and grasped the handle of the assassin's fist sword.
Just wait until the last ammunition is used up, and then replace it with a short blade that is essentially a dagger.
"Brother Lu, how much longer do you want, I really can't hold it anymore..."
It was supposed to be an extremely weak sentence, but when Xiao Tiya said it, it felt like the wind was blowing and the water was cold.
Just when she raised her gun and prepared for the last long-range attack before hand-to-hand combat, she heard a regretful voice from behind,
"Come here, okay."
"Ah? Okay? What is it? Let me see!"
Xiaotiya changed her previous desolation and turned to look at Luge with joy and surprise.
The next second, she saw the strange-looking thing painted in dark green camouflage in front of Luger.
What the hell?
That thing is like arranging two squares less than two meters together, and then cutting off a piece of the front square diagonally.
The height of the eliminated triangular block is probably exactly one-third to two-fifths of the total height.
Even if you donβt mention its weird appearance, isnβt it too compact?
What is this? Some kind of artwork? Performance art, right?
