Steel steam and flame

The cirrus clouds are stained with mottled red, and the blackness that seems to have accumulated over the years cannot be suppressed. The aerial bomb dragged its tail of flames and thick fog through the space between the clouds and the ground, much faster than the weak dragons. Dragons can only rely on their own dexterity to avoid these powerful aerial bombs, but the aerial bombs that can also make turning movements in the air do not suffer much loss due to hitting the wrong target. They gathered behind the dragon's tail, which is used to control balance and maintain flexible steering. In a long string, the propellant gunpowder emits brilliant flames, and the "chichi" sound is like the chirping of insects from the weeds in summer. An almost solo gesture dominates the sky.

There were not many firepower points composed of machine guns and artillery, far less than what Haike and Ieta had imagined. Having investigated the planned attack by the Holy Emperor Hall in advance, the two of them had some knowledge of the number and firepower of the secret troops secretly sent here by the Holy Emperor Hall. The scene in front of them was not consistent with the situation they investigated. This was completely an offensive that was well below the level of an integrated force.

Bullets and artillery pose little threat to dragons. The dragon's body is huge, and its flying speed in the air does not reach a dazzling level. As long as the movements of the hands can keep up with the thinking speed of the head and the reaction speed of the eyes, it is considered an easy job to defeat the current dragons. But after all, the firepower of these weapons is limited. The heavy machine guns and artillery of .50 have lost the powerful lethality that they have relied on to survive against humans for a long time in front of dragons.

Bullets can explode on dragons' bodies, but in reality, the wounds are not large. When the quantity is not satisfied, it only serves the purpose of consumption. The same is true for artillery, because the trajectory is a straight line, the firing frequency is completely inferior to that of various types of machine guns, and the gap time in between is relatively long. Facing the agile dragons, they are almost as natural enemies as artillery. Only the aerial bombs following the dragon's tail are the attacks that weak dragons are most worried about.

"Do you really believe what that woman said and think he's not dead?" Iyetta's words were smooth, but full of laziness. She and Hai walked to the main control room floor of Black Fort Station to make way for a train they had selected heading towards the empire. On the road where the sky was about to be blocked by buildings, Iyeta took about ten steps forward and found that Hao, who had been beside him, had not followed. She turned around and looked around. He stood there motionless, raising his head and looking at the sky behind him. The red tail flame and smoke of the aerial bomb clearly marked the dragon's current position.

"The ordinary members of the Holy Emperor's Hall Integration Force have lost their combat effectiveness, but the number of surgeons is still too large for us to deal with. Besides, they all have complete equipment. It's okay to have a few, but there are too many of them, and none of us can surround them. You can run away. Those words are just the guilt that comes from the bottom of the woman's heart." Iyeta stood behind Hao and sighed, holding the fire gun she picked up from the pile of corpses in her hand. The people who formed the pile of corpses were the troops of the Holy Emperor Hall, all ordinary members. Except for a few people, they all looked the same when they died. They were covering their bleeding ears, their eyes were bleeding and bulging abnormally, and the whites of their eyes were congested and turned red. His nose and mouth were also bleeding, and his face was covered in blood, so much so that his painful expression was dyed red with blood.

When the two of them found these people at the edge of the platform, they were already dead. But the death time was not long, and the blood was still warm and did not clot quickly. Iyetta split open several people's heads, and the brain tissue inside was mushy, as if it was porridge that had stuck to the pot because of failure to cook. The body was also split open, all the internal organs were bleeding, and the blood filled the stomach.

"That sound wave not long ago." Hai looked at it and analyzed it. "Shortly after the dragons left the underground square, a strange sound wave came down. You also felt the vibration frequency of the eardrum at that time. That level , ordinary humans cannot bear it, their bodies are affected, and it is easy for the organs to wear out and bleed."

"The people guarding here are all dead, and the surgeons should have been summoned to deal with the dragon. We may have been a lot more relaxed because of that dragon." Hai then looked behind him, "A lucky day." He Finally added.

The fire blunderbuss in Ieta's hand was picked up from the pile of corpses at that time, and now she was holding it in her hand. The thick aiming point was aimed at the back of Hei's head at some point. But she had no desire to shoot, and her finger didn't press on the trigger. She just wanted Hai, who could see clearly at this moment, to notice the situation behind her, their current situation, and the opposing identities of the two.

Hai noticed it and stood there, still motionless. Finally, Hai's tense body suddenly relaxed, and his straight shoulders slumped down a little.

"There are no people left. The dragon will fall down sooner or later, and it won't be able to fly in the air for long." Hai said something unclear, "You should have noticed it yourself, the dragon has some abnormal movements in the future. Card. Mr. Xia is also a strange person, with a special identity and a special body for surgery. We have a way out, and you know it in your heart."

At this time, Hei turned his head and stared straight at the deep and dark muzzle of the fire gun. The blackness there was like a dry well: "The box is no longer in the dragon's belly, and the agreement and alliance between us is gone. Here. There are still many trains left, you can choose the one you like best, without having to consider the tools I left."

Haiyin thought about it along the way and said it easily. He still had something to talk to Cassia face to face, although he was not sure whether Cassia was still alive.

"Alas..." Iyetta let out a deep and long sigh, and put down the gun in his hand.

"I heard that the relationship between you and Ye Jielin is not very good?" Hai continued to say something unclear and the meaning of the words was difficult to understand.

"The reasons for family and interests have nothing to do with us personally." Iyeta replied coldly, then closed his mouth, raised his head, and looked at the sky dyed with the color of the flames that Hai had been looking at.

"Will it rain? The clouds are thick and the sun cannot shine." Iyetta asked mindlessly.

"It will probably rain. It may be snow, but not necessarily." Hai replied, "The snow clouds in the book are like this, black and glued together."

Dragons were flying in their eyes, looking miserable, with their hard black skin cracked and their scales falling off. Muscles break and melt, bullets and artillery continue to be consumed, and the rate of growth is not proportional to the rate of consumption. Followed by groups of aerial bombs, like fish that found food in a courtyard pond, the scent melted in the water, and the fish all swam over.

An aerial bomb exploded next to the dragon, and the air carried the force of the explosion. Although the transmission of this power cannot be the same as in water, the impact of the explosion still caused the dragon's flight to become skewed.

There were holes in the wings, caused by heavy sniper bullets that occasionally tore through the sky like meteors. The long bullet is extremely powerful, and its rotation allows it to tear large holes in the twisted muscles of the dragon's wings. The flight speed and stability of the dragons have dropped a lot again, and the gaps on the wings tend to get bigger and bigger as they flap.