Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"This aviation corps actually still has a title?" Looking at the information displayed on the system panel, Mantou suddenly beamed with joy.

You must know that titles are exclusive to individuals, non-transferable, and the probability of obtaining them is also very low. They can only be obtained in certain large-scale missions - such as [Conqueror of the North] and [Champion of the Empire].

Some titles will also have additional special effects. Golden light, flames, and rainbows will appear above the head, making players look different and stand out from a distance, making many newcomers envious.

For Cassius, the cost of making these titles is negligible, almost costless.

But players are flocking to it, and some wealthy players even spend hundreds of gold coins just to pursue the most cool and domineering title.

——After all, for players, showing off is their first need!

Singo pretended to be disdainful and said with a smile: "You really have never seen the world. Isn't it just a title? How can you be bad at the internal tasks I led you to do?"

"Shua——"

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen fancy titles appeared above his head, [Conqueror of the North] [War Hero] [Arbitrator of Ethel] [Tracer Ranger].

Various splendid special effects were intertwined, which was called light pollution. It almost blinded the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of the steamed bun, making him unable to help but open his mouth.

"Tsk, this is a pretentious person"

The bun curled his lips, turned around, and said to the hobgoblin: "Sir, please familiarize us with the mission. I can't wait to fight for the great blueprint of the empire, for His Majesty Cassius!"

Nowadays, veteran players have formed a set of templates for talking to NPCs. They are undecided and loyal directly when encountering problems.

"For the empire, for His Majesty Cassius." The corner of the hobgoblin's mouth twitched slightly, but he still put his hand on his chest and made another loyalty salute.

Immediately, he turned around and led the two of them deep into the arsenal.

Seeing that Singo was still covered in special effects, Mantou didn't take them back, so he complained: "Okay, Singo, hurry up and push the mission.

Damn, if pretending could be punished, you would at least be sentenced to life imprisonment. These days, there are not many simple young people like me who never show off. "

Singo said in a calm tone: "Do you really hate pretending? I think you are quite impressive in front of those newbies."

He walked forward, patted Steamed Bun on the shoulder, and sighed: "Tsk, face the reality, Steamed Bun - you don't hate pretending, you just resent that the person pretending is not you."

"."

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

Hearing this, Mantou recalled his previous experience of being upstaged by Singo and being ignored by Meng Xin. He was speechless and wanted to cry without tears.

"Click——"

The iron door slowly lifted up, making a crisp sound.

"This is."

Steamed Bun's eyes suddenly lit up, and all the previous unhappiness was thrown away.

The room was surrounded by transparent glass display cabinets, and inside the display cabinets were several sets of huge, futuristic armors, with dragon flame patterns sprayed on their surfaces, giving off a strong "imperial style".

——You can recognize it at a glance. It is armor specially made for the bipedal dragon. The helmet fits the dragon's head extremely well. The suit even has wing armor specially installed on the wings.

Singo also felt quite curious and asked: "Is this the standard armor of the Imperial Air Force bombing force?"

In recent months, the empire's air bombardment force has made great achievements in the North IJssel War and the Dwarf Kingdom Conquest War, becoming a nightmare for countless enemies.

These armored flying dragons flew through the low sky with ear-piercing screams, taking away people's lives like the god of death.

To this day, many indigenous people in North IJssel still have deep psychological shadows about this. When they hear such screams, they will tremble all over, and even instinctively lie down on the ground and huddle up.

"You can say that, but the ones in front of you are far more advanced than them. They are the crystallization of the empire's cutting-edge technology."

The hobgoblin pointed at the armor in the glass display case and introduced with a smile: "This is the special equipment provided by the empire for the aviation corps. We call it the 'Skyfire' suit, which means the wrath of the great dragon falling from the sky. Reduce enemies who dare to resist the Empire to ashes."

Steamed Bun sighed: "The name sounds awesome!"

This time, even Singo nodded in agreement.

The hobgoblin stepped forward and continued to introduce: "Military engineers from the Empire's Department of Science and Technology have continuously upgraded and modified the standard equipment of the bombing force, adding rocket thrusters, gravity levitation devices, and spell positioning.

This suit of armor has epoch-making powerful performance, allowing an adult bipedal flying dragon to carry more than two tons of ammunition and accurately hit targets at an altitude of several thousand meters.

At the same time, the speed and maneuverability of the bipedal flying dragon will not be reduced, but will be qualitatively improved, with a maximum speed of 700 kilometers per hour."

Steamed Bun stepped forward, wanting to press his face against the glass.

The several-meter-long wing armor shimmers with metallic luster, showing a perfect streamline shape. It is covered with several slender steel feathers, which can quickly adjust the flight direction according to the needs of the knight.

The hobgoblin said proudly: "This suit of armor has far more functions than you think."

"Crack!"

He snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, several steel pipes protruded from the rear edge of the wing armor, spurting out bursts of brilliant flames.

The hobgoblin continued: "This rocket thruster can burst out with terrifying propulsion in a short period of time, making the flying dragon accelerate several times instantly."

Singo and Mantou listened to the hobgoblin's explanation and carefully observed the "Skyfire" armor in the glass cabinet.

I saw several metal discs with complex structures installed under the wing armor. They were gravity suspension devices, which allowed the bipedal flying dragon to load more ammunition and also allowed it to land safely when hit.

Even the claws are covered with special armor, and are equipped with several wheels on both sides, allowing the bipedal flying dragon to accelerate and take off on the ground runway while carrying heavy armor.

Mantou looked at the armor in the glass display case, and his eyes were straight. His eyes were so hot that he thought he had seen the lover of his dreams: "He's so handsome.

Singo couldn't help stroking his palms and exclaimed: "It is indeed a creation of the Mechanicus. It is like turning a flying dragon into a bomber."

The hobgoblin reminded: "This is all thanks to the wise leadership of His Majesty Cassius."

Singo said hurriedly: "Of course, the great Burning Emperor is everywhere. Whether it is the economy, politics, military or technology of the empire, it is all thanks to that supreme majesty. His wisdom is filled in every corner of the empire. "

"That's well said. As expected of the Earl of the Empire, your consciousness is really high.

Hearing this, the hobgoblin nodded with satisfaction and even clapped his hands.

Seeing the two men singing along and flattering the emperor very skillfully, he was as shameless as a steamed bun and cursed in his heart: "You are so shameless, why don't you take me with you!"

"Yes, when I think of His Majesty working so hard for the empire, a sense of loyalty arises in my heart, and I want to sing an impassioned "Hymn to Cassius": How can I repay this kindness?..."

Steamed Bun wiped his tears sincerely and used his natural acting skills to join in this unique cultural salon of the Burning Ember Empire. They flattered each other randomly before gradually returning to the main topic.

Looking at the "Skyfire" armor, Singo thought for a moment and asked: "After equipping this armor, our original technique of controlling the flying dragon will probably change a lot."

The hobgoblin nodded slightly and replied seriously: "Yes, this suit of armor has brought about changes across the ages, and the flying dragon driving technology derived from it is very different from traditional riding skills, but..."

He lowered his head and smiled before continuing: "With your talent, it is easy to master this new set of equipment. Although the equipment has been updated, technically speaking, controlling a flying dragon is far simpler than before."

Back then, it took me half a year to barely control a bipedal flying dragon and gradually grow into a flying dragon knight, but it only took you half a day. "

"Of course, it will be the same this time."

In this matter, Singo is full of confidence.

"In this case, please start training now! I hope you can complete the mission assigned by His Majesty as soon as possible and completely exterminate those orcs!"

The hobgoblin snapped his fingers again, and with a heavy muffled sound, two huge iron doors slowly opened.

The sky suddenly opened up, and the sky was blue and cloudless. Behind this room, there turned out to be a long and flat runway, which was specially built for the two-legged flying dragon.

The glass display cabinets on both sides of the wall suddenly opened, and two sets of brand new "Skyfire" armors were taken out and stacked in front of the two of them.

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And not only do the wyverns have wind-stretching armor, their drivers also have matching clothing, including a windbreaker made of dragon fur and a helmet similar to a motorcycle helmet.

Steamed Bun couldn't wait to put on the helmet, and a translucent screen suddenly appeared in front of him, which actually located his current location. The map was also clearly marked with red dots, and the distance, altitude, wind speed, etc. were displayed in the lower right corner. Precision data.

The hobgoblin said: "This helmet is similar to the previous empire map. You can use it to confirm yourself and the target position to achieve precise strikes. You can also use the walkie-talkie to communicate with the empire's ground staff to obtain various information and receive real-time instructions..."

Arriving at the outdoor track, Mantou waved excitedly, and the contract on the back of his hand came into effect.

"Come out, noodles!"

"Ouch——"

With a loud roar, the flying dragon suddenly appeared in the sky, and then fell from the sky, kicking up dust all over the sky, looking majestic.

Steamed Bun pointed at the armor not far away and said excitedly: "Noodles, try putting it on."

"Ouch?" Looking at the pile of weird steel creations, the flying dragon shook his head and howled in confusion. The armor that looked extremely handsome in the eyes of the steamed bun was like a huge prison in the eyes of the noodles.

Due to their weight and size, it is difficult for the wyvern race to fly.

If you put on that heavy-looking iron knot, then it would be good if it could move. How could you flap your wings and fly freely in the sky?

Steamed Bun understood the meaning of the two-legged flying dragon, and hurriedly patted its head, rubbed it down its neck, and softly comforted it: "Don't worry, Noodles, I won't let you not be able to fly..."

Try it, maybe you will like this feeling? "

"Ouch"

The two-legged flying dragon howled, rubbed its huge head against Mantou's shoulder, and finally reluctantly agreed.

"Hey, ha!"

"A little more to the left, yes, put the wing armor into the groove!"

"Ah?"

The process of assembling the "Skyfire" armor is extremely cumbersome, and every step must be done perfectly, just like assembling an airplane with a biological skeleton.

Accompanied by heavy breathing, several strong and sturdy ogre workers struggled to lift the parts, assemble and fit them together.

Finally, a two-legged dragon wearing heavy armor, like a mechanical monster from the future, appeared in front of Mantou.

"Fuck, so cool!"

Mantou rushed forward, hugged the dragon's claws, and gently stroked the heavy armor with delicate patterns, his eyes full of love.

But the two-legged dragon still felt uncomfortable. It tilted its head, shook its body, and wanted to flap its wings, but found that its wings were bound by the wing armor, and it took a lot of effort to shake slightly.

Mantou jumped up and straddled the back of the wyvern. His uniform fit perfectly with the armor on the back of the wyvern, almost as if they were one.

"This is emergency braking, this is jet acceleration, and this is..."

Mantou flipped through the "Skyfire Operation Guide" in his hand, observing the large number of buttons and levers on the back of the wyvern, feeling flustered and uncomfortable.

After more than ten minutes of familiarization, Mantou finally felt a little confident and held the joystick in his hand. This feeling was completely different from driving a wyvern in the past.

He was nervous and said to the intercom: "Request to take off, runway A01, wind speed."

"Approved to take off."

Holland's voice came from the other end of the intercom.

Mantou hugged the neck of the wyvern and gritted his teeth and said, "Mian Noodles, I'm not very familiar with the operation yet - forget it, never mind, let's go!"

"Boom -"

Instantly, the steel pipe behind the wyvern's wing armor spewed out gas and flames, generating a strong driving force, and the wheels on both sides of its claws also rotated rapidly, the speed was getting faster and faster, and even friction produced sparks.

"Ah -"

Mian Noodles roared with some fear. He had never been on the ground at such a speed before.

"Fuck, this, so fast."

The strong push on the back made Mantou a little flustered, but more of it was refreshing - he had reached this speed many times when driving the dragon.

But he had never experienced such a fast acceleration, it was like a sudden gust of wind.

Mantou only felt that the airflow around him was getting more and more rapid, and the lifting force under the wings of the wyvern was getting stronger and stronger.

Accompanied by the whistling of the air and the harsh explosion, a man and a dragon left the ground and ran towards the blue sky along the raised runway.

"Take off!" (End of this chapter)