“Future Commander, what are you thinking?” the Great Hoodwinker asked curiously.
Earlier, when Stowe said that a large number of the expeditionary army’s troops were approaching them, the Great Hoodwinker was taken aback and wanted to flee quickly. However, he realized Milo was not panicking at all. Not only did he not leave, but he even took out a satchel of TNT from somewhere.
At this moment, Milo was digging a pit in the ground with an entrenching tool. Then he carefully placed the TNT into the pit.
Milo sighed and said, “Too bad we don’t have a detonator. I left those things behind on Mt. Zendravasih. Or else this would be more convenient. We’re gonna have to resort to binding it with a grenade.”
After Milo buried the TNT into the ground, he placed a barbarian’s corpse over it. As long as someone lifted or moved the barbarian’s corpse, they would pull the safety pin of the grenade and blow the nearby barbarians into the sky.
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