C2575 Blast Assassination! (1/2)

In the depths of the valley, in a hidden shelter built from boulders, a row of burning cigars was placed in front of the Death Soldiers.

A total of 12 cigars of different lengths. While waiting for the signal, the spy would occasionally pick up a cigar and smoke it twice to ensure that the flame would never go out.

The fuse was on the rock above him, and he had to make sure there was a spark of fire around him when the signal came.

To make sure, he lit a cigar every 15 minutes and placed it on a rock. He took up a cigar and smoked it twice when it was about to go out.

Up till now, he had already smoked four cigars, and there were still 12 that were still burning in front of him!

The Death Soldier's mouth was filled with the pain of being smoked by the cigar. The nicotine content in his blood continued to soar. At this moment, he was in a trance as he looked at things.

When the red flag was waved, he thought that he was seeing things. He reached out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes as if his life depended on it. When he could clearly see that he had five fingers instead of six or seven or eight … After that, he immediately cried out in excitement.

”Oh my god, the signal has really come!” The Death Soldier jumped up from the ground. He grabbed the longest cigar and was about to press it onto the fuse.

He did not expect that once he got excited, his hands would be so strong that he would crush the long cigar. The burning charcoal fell to the ground.

”Damn it!” Damn it! ”Damn it!” Ye Zichen hit his head heavily, then picked up a cigar.

This time, he didn't dare to use too much strength. He was afraid that he would crush this cigar, but he didn't expect that his hands would tremble so much that it seemed like his hands were going crazy.

His hands were shaking! Finally, with a shudder, the cigar fell into the stream, extinguishing the flames.

”Damn it!” What am I doing? ”Calm down, calm down, calm down!”

This time, he picked up a cigar that was closest to him. Holding his breath, he cleared his mind of any distracting thoughts as he looked at the fuse that was in front of him and firmly pressed the red cigarette butt into it.

When the Death Soldier saw that the flame had come out, he threw down the cigar and ran out without a second word.

He ran along the stream. He only had 20 seconds to live. He had to run to his hiding place as fast as he could, otherwise the broken steel beams and train would be buried alive in the valley!

The train wheezed loudly, rushing past the pathfinder without even realizing that the pathfinder was Sibai. The pathfinder with a hideous face threw away the signal flag in his hand, turned around and ran into the depths of the forest!

The train moved forward!

A tongue of flame snaked its way up the steel beam of the main bridge!

As for the hundred kilograms of explosives under the railway bridge's roadbed, they were quietly waiting for the flames to ignite!

The people on the train had no idea that Death was already waving his scythe in front of him. That steel bridge was the final destination of their journey!

The locomotive puffed out white smoke and released powerful energy. It brought the train directly to the railway bridge. Just as the train was halfway up the railway bridge, there was a deafening explosion as flames shot up into the sky from beneath the railway bridge!

BOOM! BOOM! Boom …