Release that Witch

The climate on the desperate mountains is always slower than the foot of the mountain.

In the past, the cat's claws didn't know much about this sentence, and now they finally understand its true meaning.

With the end of the evil month, most towns have entered the snowing period. Whenever they go, they can hear the sound of pattering water, and the green buds can be seen in the moist soil on the roadside. But in the mountains of the desperate mountains, everything is still the same, most of the places are covered by the snow of the white pelicans, and there are a string of ice ribs on the edge of the cliff. When crossing the path below, they are always worried. Will the stout "needle tip" suddenly fall down?

If there are no hummingbirds and goddess of witches, they simply don't want to put heavy weapons on the pre-determined position.

However, it is the moving fortress of the devil who is the target of this mission.

It is really too big.

It is clearly more than 20 kilometers apart, but you can directly look at it without the need for a lookout mirror. It occupies almost half of the sky in the north, and its contours and breath are incompatible with the surrounding world. The exposed stone is dark and horny, like a knife-cut axe, in stark contrast to the revitalized fertile plain.

Above the floating land, it is a diffuse red mist. They are the highest in the center of the fortress, and then slowly spread out to the periphery. When they reach the edge, they only have a few laps, and they pour down the low point of the terrain, looking far away from the red ribbon hanging around the land.

This giant giant has put tremendous pressure on the cat's claws.

In the past, the distance of 20 kilometers means absolute safety. The enemy and the enemy are still small black spots on the earth. It is difficult to realize whether it is found or played. But now, this distance seems to be close at hand, and he feels that he can be knocked down and crushed by this head-on mountain at any time.

Compared to the enemy's fortress, their positions and artillery are a bit insignificant.

Probably the headquarters also took this into consideration, and they will gather together the officers who have been following the army's south march.

He retracted to the hidden sentinel and exhaled his breath.

Deep breathing helps relieve tension, which is also the teaching that your knees often hang on your lips.

"How, fear?" The pomelo peeled over and gathered.

"Hey!" The cat clawed at the other side. "How can I be afraid!"

"That's not a shameful thing," the latter picked up the lookout and poked his head from the observations of the simple fortifications. "To be honest, this reminds me of the artillery team's first encounter with the Long Song Fortress Knight. Scene."

The cat's claws are slightly stunned.

Naturally, he will not forget that the experience of the first battle on the battlefield was just a short time after the evil moon. It was also an enemies facing the imposing manner. He almost slammed the solid artillery shells on his feet. Before he became a member of the military, he could not imagine in any way that he would one day be able to stand in front of the knights who rushed to the front and balance them with each other instead of begging for mercy or turning around and fleeing.

Although he thought he was about to die, his legs trembled like a sieve.

This time, it was just that the opponent became a floating land.

When the memories in my mind overlap with reality, the cat's claws find that their heartbeat is abruptly smooth.

"I remembered, you were so nervous at the time."

"Oh, don't say me, even the captain of Vanner is not much better." The pomelo looked at the target. "But at least we have not forgotten to shoot, this is enough."

The cat's claws nodded and nodded.

Indeed, fear is not a big deal, as long as they can complete their duties, regardless of whether the enemy is a noble knight or a floating continent, the only thing they have to do is to fire the artillery.

"Wait, there is movement in the fortress!" The pomelo peel suddenly lowered the voice. "It is a beast, the devil reacts!"

"So fast?" The cat's claws suddenly became tight, and the distance was far from the range of the shelling. If it was discovered by the devil too early, the blocking action would end up failing.

“There are a lot...God,” the pomelo peel swallowed. “It’s probably more than a hundred!”

He quickly raised the lookout mirror and saw that there were constant black spots flying out of the red fog and lined up on the edge of the floating land. For this scene, the cat's claws are familiar. However, the other party is gathering troops, and an attack is about to begin. But the location of the devil seems to be a bit wrong...

The two looked at each other and reacted almost at the same time. "They found a camouflage camp!"

Compared to the real sniper position, there are also many artillery pieces placed on another preset position, but they are all modeled with wood and paint on the spot, and they are not covered with camouflage nets. The arrangement has obviously worked!

According to the plan, the enemy from the sky will be blocked by the empty knight.

There is no doubt that the better the teammate's battle, the longer the lure point can be hidden.

"I don't know if they noticed the enemy's movements..." The cat claws muttered. Due to the red fog on the floating land, the witches were not arranged in the blocking force, which made the artillery unable to contact the entire army. Compared to the full assistance of lightning and wheat, their vision is no doubt narrower at the moment. But thinking about this situation will be more and more in the future, he can only get used to this change as soon as possible.

"Do not worry," the pomelo peeled the fist, "I want to know the man who led the Cavaliers, but that adult!"

......

"Here is the wheat stubble, observing the devil's movement!" Tilly's cockpit sounded the report of the expedition. "Direction, east three o'clock; number one hundred and three, there are large beasts in the queue, more than one Only hey!"

"Received." Tilly immediately injected the magic into another listening and printing. "The enemy is acting. It is not possible to rule out the possibility of moving the magic eye. The Seagull continues to hover and wait for the next step."

"Understand," answered her, Andrea. "Are you going?"

“Uh huh.” She responded easily. “I asked Saiwei on my behalf. Should the taste of the plane be good?”

"His Royal Highness... When can you come back, I, I always feel that it will fall at any time!" In the seal, there was a cry from Sawyer.

"Concentrate!" Then Wendy interrupted her. "Hold the joystick, just like during training, and I will help you."

Since getting the Phoenix, Tilly began to look for successors, and she hopes to avenge her ashes. In the end, Sawyer took over this burden and set the shortest record from training to real flight. Of course, in addition to her "enthusiastic teaching", Wendy, who is more proficient in controlling the wind, is also a key factor. As long as it is not a random manipulation, it is difficult to find a problem with a glider powered by Wendy.

"Oh... this is the general case." Andrea helped the forehead. "Besides the dizziness of Hillvi, the rest is basically normal."

"Good, then I am leaving."

"Tilly!" Andrea's voice suddenly rose.

"I am listening."

"be careful."

Tilly smiled a little. "Well, everyone is also."

She reached out and turned on the radio switch, adjusted the frequency to the public channel, and picked up the intercom, McDonnell. "Everyone noticed that the beast has already appeared, and intercepting this sky according to the schedule is ours!"

Although there are only two Skyfires installed on the radio station so far, it is enough to separate three formations to perform a scissor-style interception.

"The second team leader, Goode understands."

"Three groups of leaders, Heinz understand."

"Now, attack!" Tilly stepped up the throttle and took a group of twenty-five Skyfires off the seagull's cruise route and flew northwest.