Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

In order to avoid the prying eyes of the dragon awakening from this Nibelung root, Lu Mingfei walked through the depths of the dark clouds. The tide of elements struck in all directions with every time he flapped his wings, and burst out every time the tide of elements collided with the clouds. Produce huge amounts of high-energy particles. So the purple lightning, which was far more abundant and violent than other areas, with Lu Mingfei as the core, illuminated the gaps in the dark clouds like someone pouring luminous mercury into the depths of the earth's veins.

Lord Wa just called Odin's domain "Asgard", which is the country where the gods live permanently in the Scandinavian mythology system, and where Odin's throne is.

But looking from top to bottom, the so-called Asgard does not have half of the splendor and magnanimity of the divine realm. Instead, it is as dark as the hell seen in Cathay. The purple-white lightning is like a vine connecting the abyss and the clouds. Every drop of rain falling from the dark clouds turns into a black shadow standing up from the stagnant water. It is difficult to say what the elevated road is. It is covered by a gray mist. Shrouded, the street lights on both sides emit hazy light, and no matter what direction and angle you look at, you can't see in which direction it extends.

——The tide of heroic spirits has been completely awakened. Their long-corroded bronze armors collided with each other and made a deafening roar as they ran wildly. The erratic pupils gathered in one place and surged in like mountains and seas. More and more dragons rose from the abyss on both sides of the elevated road, spreading their huge wings and soaring above the heads of thousands of troops. The snake-like electric light in the clouds illuminated them and then disappeared immediately, dozens of meters away. The long, flickering shadows cast what seemed like dozens or hundreds of strangely shaped crosses.

The established armed helicopters quickly climbed to altitude, their engines running at overload, increasing their flexibility to an extremely dangerous threshold in a short period of time, and they quickly started a fight with the oncoming dragon. The muzzle of the airborne machine gun has been rotating and preheating for a long time. The flames and explosions of the air-to-air missile hitting the target have not yet dissipated. The bright muzzle is already spitting out flickering tongues of flame. The tongues of flame are more than one meter long, as if piercing the front. lightsaber.

A mass of white chaos quickly appeared in the sky. The chaotic white lines were like paintings created by a giant holding a pen in a state of madness in the sky. They were missile tracks that had not yet dissipated, even if the tracking systems of these missiles were No matter how powerful they are, dragons are still dragons, and their flexibility is far beyond what today's human creations can match. After the initial unknown reasons led to a small reduction in personnel, the ancient species immediately adjusted their tactics. They used strong winds to quickly change the flight trajectory. Some also used high-temperature spirit to destroy the warheads of missiles and cause them to explode in the air. Therefore, missiles that rely on fragments, high temperature and shock waves to cause damage can hardly hit dragons head-on. Even if a small amount of fragments are launched into the gaps between the dragon's scales due to missile air explosion, they will be quickly expelled from the body due to the self-healing ability of this powerful creature. .

Fortunately, with the industrial capabilities of this country, if the organization behind the orthodoxy supporting their dragon-slaying action is the government, then even just a few days would be enough to create a mercury-core alchemical armor-piercing bullet that can support a large-scale battle. and blunt gold bullets.

At the same time, whether it is an armed helicopter, a tank, or an infantry combat unit following behind, their warheads all carry special bombs that are detonated and spray a huge amount of mercury vapor around.

At Kassel College, every confrontation with the second-generation species has to pay a heavy price, and sometimes it even requires the entire military power of a small country to be deployed. For example, in 2004 in the Republic of Gabon, a prince-titled second-generation species was sniped and killed in a mine. That dragon had regained most of its strength, and it was simply difficult for the academy to fight against it with its strength in West Africa. Finally, it got help from the country's president through the mediation of the Laurent family. They laid siege to the dragon in the wilderness, using thirty light tanks, four howitzers, ten mortars, and the entire Presidential Guard, fourteen hundred men. Even so, after paying a huge price, what they killed was just a "reincarnation". The dragon transferred his cocoon before dying, and he will return again after a long time.

Therefore, the mission of the armed helicopter formation was not to kill these dragons, but to buy time for subsequent weapons that could fight them.

The armored clusters on the ground were still occupying more positions under the cover of Xu Jin's artillery fire. Dozens of 99A main battle tanks lined up to form a wall of sighs, and more main battle tanks followed closely behind. Those new obtuse-angled wedge-shaped turrets Armor, restrained ceramic third-generation composite armor and heavy-duty double blast-proof reactive armor provide the equivalent of a thousand millimeters thick homogeneous steel plate in the face of frontal fire and any form of attack.

Against this kind of thing, even if there are heroic spirits who are lucky enough to break through the blockade of artillery fire, they will be as helpless as a worm shaking a mountain.

The first to use mercury vapor bombs was the armed helicopter formation. Not all of the people participating in this battle were hybrids. Most of them were soldiers who were transferred from the army and signed confidentiality agreements. The powerful spirits were impacting like a wave. Their spirit, under the multiple blows, this formation is falling into a disadvantage in the battle with the dragons.

Ordinary human weapons can easily tear apart the defense of heroic spirits, but it is difficult to penetrate the scales with my golden shimmer flowing on the surface.

At this time, the ancient species have entered into a fight with the helicopter formation. The most difficult enemy has appeared, and there is nothing left to keep.

The sealed compressed mercury tanks painted yellow were connected to detonators and blasting devices and launched from the helicopter cabin in a parabola. All of them exploded in the air, and the silver-white mercury vapor quickly filled the air. The impact of the explosion blew away the falling raindrops. After a while, the rain mixed with the mercury vapor heavier than air fell like a waterfall, but a large part of it remained in the sky, forming a silver curtain tens or hundreds of meters thick and tens or hundreds of meters high.

The first to be affected were the heroes who survived the Xu Jin artillery fire under this curtain. Their wind cloaks and hoods could not stop the spread of mercury. The gradually spreading mercury spots quickly appeared on their pale and dry skin, and the dark golden pupils extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye, showing the gray and white of death.

They probably had no sense of pain, and did not wail until they died. They just looked up, and the silver skylight was reflected in their gray and white pupils.

Then came the ancient species that were entangled with the armed helicopter formation in the mercury vapor. Their roars changed from ferocious to painful, and finally they were hoarse, and pale mercury spots appeared on their cold iron-like scales.

Mercury has always been the nemesis of dragons, but small doses of mercury cannot cause fatal damage to them, but can only weaken their nerves and erode their scales.

The vehicle-mounted artillery unit that had already approached the battle area received the order, and at the same time, the two air detachments that had been on alert suddenly joined the battlefield. They completely abandoned the stability and support nature of the armed helicopters, and the engines and engines were all overloaded. Like a flexible eagle, they entangled with three giant third-generation species that were completely covered by mercury vapor and whose scales were pierced by heavy machine guns and air-to-air missile fragments.

This was a dogfight that had never been seen in the history of world air combat. It was a close air battle between carbon-based creatures and armed helicopters. The helicopter alloy shell painted gray and black burst into dense sparks when cut by the dragon's claws, and the sparks woven into a net; in a moment, hundreds of kilograms of bombs were fired at the dragon's body, and dense sparks also burst out when they landed on the scales.

As soon as the battle circle was formed, the rotor of an armed helicopter was torn apart by the thunder summoned by the dragon, and then the flame ignited the fuel tank, and it and the crew inside turned into a fireball that shattered in mid-air.

Dragons are the darlings of this world. They use rules ten or even a hundred times more than hybrids. Even the weakest ancient species have far more words than the most powerful hybrids. For dragon slayers, the words recited when the words are released are spells containing magic, while for dragons, the words are just hymns they sing.

Most dragons can use multiple words, such as Samson, the dragon servant of the King of Bronze and Fire. The King's Flame is just a fiery breath to him, and the more dangerous Blue Thunder Purgatory is the real murderous intent.

The dragons who have been sleeping in this Nibelung root also have more than one word. When facing the increasingly fierce firepower of the armed helicopter formation that can almost suppress them, the ancient species have established the field of the dustless land around themselves and their companions.

The moment the field opened, the number of bullets that originally burst on the scales suddenly dropped sharply, and the dense sparks like a long river disappeared from the dragons. They roared, their snake-like slender necks stretched out, and the red-gold pupils burst out with anger that was almost condensed into substance.

The high-pitched chanting echoed in all directions. Using the word spirit in such a high-intensity battle is a big burden even for them. They must end the battle as soon as possible and return to the abyss to repair.

But they suddenly noticed that something was passing low over the heads of the armored aircraft group approaching from a distance.

Those were three short-range missiles, fired by the artillery that had already occupied the position.

The dragons suddenly realized what they were. Their learning ability was not weak to begin with. After returning to this world, they immediately encountered heavy human firepower coverage and suffered a lot. In this case, it is not difficult to imagine how amazing the power of that thing is.

The hastily summoned Dustless Land domain might be defeated.

After another moment, everyone and the dragons heard the humming of the ramjet engine. Before the humming sound dissipated, a huge fireball exploded in the air, covering the three ancient species and the five or six surrounding armed helicopters.

The battlefield seemed to be silent for a moment, and the dragons became more angry, as if they were about to burn. Their scales opened and closed, making dense metal collision sounds, and then more fireballs were detonated in the air. It was the next generation species that lost their minds and used extremely dangerous words to destroy their opponents in an instant.

At this time, two heavy armed helicopters that were obviously different from their companions rushed out from the back of the formation. They first used 20mm machine guns to fire bursts, smashing the wings of the dragon that was still struggling and fell from the fireball. The fragile fan-shaped wing bones and scattered scales disintegrated in the air, like paper flowers reflecting colorful lights at Christmas.

Then the heavy machine guns with a firing rate of up to 6,000 rounds per minute extended from both sides of the cabin, firing a total of four death whips. These alchemical bullets connected into a line cut through the body of the tumbling dragon. Their scales had long been stripped off by tens of thousands of fragments after the missile air explosion. At this time, they were extremely weak and were torn into two by those bullets from the chest, waist, and long neck. The soft internal organs and tissues and organs kept sliding from the dragon's broken chest and abdomen, like candies falling out of a box. They died completely until they landed completely.

The sacrifice of their comrades did not frighten the soldiers who were now the vanguards helping the armored group to penetrate into Nibelungen. On the contrary, they were angry and hateful, and responded to the roar of the dragons with more intensive artillery fire.

But after all, they were the real masters of this world. Relying solely on armed helicopters could not completely contain the dragons that were still rising from the abyss. Exploding fireballs could be seen everywhere in the low sky of the dark gray rain curtain. Each fireball meant the death of a helicopter and a crew member.

This environment is not suitable for the deployment of supersonic fighters currently in service. Otherwise, with the means of Wazhu, it might be possible to transfer the Flame Fang, which had just made its first successful flight in recent days, from the military. As a fourth-generation stealth fighter benchmarked against the f22, the performance and combat capability of the Flame Fang far exceed Japan's concept machine, the Heart of God, and the Heart of God alone can even fight with the arrogant White King Herzog for a moment in Zero's hands. It is hard to imagine whether the second-generation species or even the third-generation species can perform their miracles like in ancient times when facing such weapons of this level.

The ancient dragons awakened from their slumber and felt the oppression from the human industrial age for the first time. Every time they destroyed an armed helicopter with their words, two of the same helicopters joined the battlefield. At the same time, the radar system from the artillery unit completely overwhelmed the monsters flying in the wind. After a brief loss of control, the sickle weasel mastered the movement of the battlefield. More and more short-range missiles flew over the armored cluster with a piercing buzzing sound, and exploded on the battlefield deep in the Nibelungen.

For this reason, those high-level dragons had to spend more energy to create a dust-free land to prevent their companions from being cut into pieces by thousands of shrapnel.

At this time, Xu Jin's barrage had completely ended. The army from reality had advanced to seven kilometers inside the Nibelungen. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits whose armor and scales could resist the frontal shooting of small-caliber pistols were like a black tide from top to bottom, and the mountains and seas were about to drown the postmodern army.

The wall of sighs composed of 99A main battle tanks was firing shells and strafing with machine guns in an orderly manner, but a large number of heroes were still rushing to the front of the position. At this time, soldiers carrying cans emerged from the gaps between tanks. They held huge nozzles in their hands, and several meters of flames were spewed out of the nozzles.

After the flames, a stream of scorching air had not yet been overwhelmed by the heavy rain, and it advanced towards the infantry positions behind the armored group.

Some soldiers saw through the gaps that the asphalt road in front had become a red purgatory, and the flames were still leaping out of the gaps in the road.

In those dark red transparent flames, the charred narrow figure was clearly visible, motionless, as if waving in the water.

More fierce artillery fire was fired at the front positions one after another, and at the same time, the anti-aircraft artillery positions in the real world were advancing to the rear of the armored group at a speed of 20 kilometers per hour.

These steel monsters that can even overturn a Tiger tank with one shot are the real killer against dragons.

There are hundreds of gun barrels standing in a row.

This will be the first time in history that the dragons have been crushed on the front battlefield.

The premise is that the god struggling in the fierce light will not come when this war is still going on. (End of this chapter)