Chapter 1009 Blizzard

The anti-aircraft artillery roared, and the hot air rushed out of the heat dissipation grille. The snow was evaporated by the heat flow, and the steam and smoke were trapped together in the blizzard. The dazzling beams and shell tail marks tore apart the chaotic world again and again. In the sky, a net of fire was opened amidst the low clouds and blizzard - in the flash of the fire net, countless shadows were fighting and fighting.

The scene of flesh and blood and steel machines, flying knights and modern soldiers armed with magic technology, this scene seems like two eras colliding fiercely in the sky, with sparks and debris from the collision flying everywhere. Melted into the roar of the blizzard.

The external monitor above the carriage transmitted images from the sky. Maryland looked at this tragic scene with a livid face - he had seen this kind of collision before, this kind of violent conflict that seemed to change the times. , except that the last collision happened on the earth, and this time... it happened in the sky.

"Sir! Those Typhonians are not normal!" the observer shouted loudly and reported, "They seem to be able to resurrect! And their fighting power is far more powerful than the guys we met before!"

"Sir!" Another communications soldier responsible for contacting the air force immediately reported loudly, "High-altitude reconnaissance planes reported that this blizzard has been moving with us - we are always in the center of it!"

"Damn... this is really the work of the Typhons... "Maryland cursed in a low voice. He looked at the window on the side. Through the reinforced crystal glass and the thick shield, he saw the escorting Iron Scepter armored train on the side firing in full force and set on the roof. And the small turrets on both sides of some train sections kept firing at the sky. Suddenly, a huge fireball fell from the sky and hit the shield on the top of the train, followed by three consecutive fireballs - the shield. There was a gap for a moment in the violent flash. Although the gap closed again the next moment, a fireball had penetrated the shield and hit the car body.

The powerful power contained in the fireball exploded, with a dazzling light blooming from the roof of the iron scepter, a huge roar and the harsh noise of metal tearing and twisting, an anti-aircraft gun and a large area of The armored structure separated from the car body in the explosion, and flames and thick smoke rose up in the middle section of the armored train. Between the broken armor plates, Maryland could see that the train's damage control team was quickly extinguishing the spreading flames.

Some enemies are already close enough to attack the armored train directly, which shows that the dragoon squadron in the sky is in a hard fight and is no longer able to intercept all enemies.

This weird snowstorm obviously does more than just obscure vision and interfere with flight.

“This is probably a ‘miracle’ level magic..."Maryland gritted his teeth and looked at the adjutant on the side, "When will the reinforcements from Shadow Swamp arrive? "

"The special operations formation took off a few minutes ago, but the weather conditions are too bad. I don't know when they will arrive," the adjutant reported quickly, "In addition, we just observed that the scope of the blizzard has expanded again. ..."

Before the adjutant finished speaking, another dazzling flash suddenly erupted outside the car window. Maryland saw a blazing fireball falling from the sky in the distance, with light blue shining in the fireball. The halo of magic energy, among the blazing flames, can still vaguely distinguish the twisted and deformed cockpit and dragon wing structure - the remaining power is still working, it slowly descends in the blizzard, but the falling speed is getting faster and faster Quickly, it finally hit the ridge on the east side, causing a violent explosion in the dark sky.

The pilots of the Dragoons were equipped with emergency escape devices, their special "armor". Embedded with small weight-reducing runes and wind element blessing modules, the pilots of the aircraft may have escaped from the aircraft in advance, but in this terrible snowstorm, their chances of survival were still slim.

While the flying machine was falling, the torn remains of gryphon knights or battle mages were also falling from the sky.

Maryland watched this scene, but he quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to remain calm. He directly commanded the huge war machine around him to fight the enemy in the snowstorm.

This level of "miraculous" magic cannot be released instantly, and such a large-scale air force also takes a certain amount of time to mobilize. , running-in, as well as early intelligence investigation and the selection and judgment of the ambush site, all of this must be the result of detailed planning - the Typhons have probably been planning this attack for a long time.

Obviously, The "steel propulsion" of the armored train really put huge pressure on them, so they were willing to do whatever it took to destroy these war machines.

The loud sound of the magic cannon continued to sound, even through the knot. In the world, the tactical carriage still echoed with a continuous low roar. Two armored trains were speeding through the mountains in the strong wind. Anti-aircraft artillery would sweep down more wreckage from the sky from time to time. This process lasted for an unknown amount of time. , and on the edge of the blizzard, towards the Shadow Swamp, a black-painted dragoon formation was flying at full speed.

The clouds in front showed an obviously abnormal iron-grey color. It has gone beyond the category of normal "clouds". Instead, it is more like a solid mass of iron slowly rotating in the sky. A fierce hurricane is roaring in the distance with blizzards. It is a daunting sight - if not The Dragoon fighter planes have special shields and wind-friendly enchantment technology. This extremely bad weather is absolutely not suitable for any flying missions.

The Dragoon formation with black paint is in this terrible environment. There was no slowdown or hesitation in front of the sky. After slightly raising the altitude, they rushed straighter towards the area where the storm gathered.It's like a carnival.

In the captain's aircraft, a female pilot with short black hair held the control stick in her hand tightly. She stared at the approaching wall of clouds in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly, but the corners of her mouth turned upward. cocked.

The wingman's voice came from the communicator next to the console: "Captain, we are about to enter the storm!"

"I saw it, I saw it!" The short-haired woman grinned. , with an excited smile on her face, "wuhu - this thing is much more powerful than the breeze in the simulation training!"

"Put your best effort!" the pilot who was the mechanic said loudly behind her , "We will enter the blizzard range in fifteen seconds!"

The short-haired woman opened the team's communication and shouted loudly: "Girls and boys! Go in and dance! Your eyes will widen. The stragglers and those who are lost will find a hill to kill themselves before they come back!"

The next second, an extremely excited cheer came from the communicator: "wuhu——"< /p>

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Another flying machine was swallowed up by flames in the distance. The blazing fireball kept rolling in the strong wind, slowly sliding down towards the distant ridge, and in the fireball Before the explosion, two vague figures jumped out of the cockpit of the thing, falling like leaves in the snowstorm.

Clement stood high in the sky, watching this scene indifferently, and did not choose to make up the final blow - this was his moral code as a noble.

He knows that the era of traditional nobility and chivalry has passed. Now war seems to be a more unscrupulous thing. His persistence has long become the laughing stock of many people - but laughing makes them laugh. Go, for him, that glorious era is not over yet. It will only truly end when the end of life comes.

What's more, if they fell into such a terrible blizzard, it would be impossible for those who escaped from the flying machine to survive.

The cold wind howled in all directions, and the flames of the explosion and the pungent smell filled all his senses. He looked around at the battlefield around him and frowned involuntarily.

Before today, no one had ever imagined such a scene;

Before today, no human country could support such air power;

For the first time, he knew that the sky could become such a tragic battlefield, and that a huge army could fight and fight so far away from the earth. A three-dimensional conflict dominated this battle, and behind this battle What was revealed made the Typhon noble feel his nerves trembling slightly.

The Cecil people have mass-produced flying machines, and Typhon has mass-produced extraordinary beings and miraculous magic. These are two independent development lines. When they unexpectedly intersect, the entire human history must Leave enough chapters to annotate it.

Clairemont was surrounded by powerful wind, thunder, lightning and the power of frost and fire, and the raging elemental vortex covered him like huge wings.Behind him, this was a powerful feeling that he had never experienced under normal circumstances. With the endless supply of magic power, he could no longer remember how many times he had released large-scale spells that were enough to drain him dry - the enemy's The number has been reduced, and the number of friendly forces is also decreasing, and this loss is valuable after all. There has been a gap in the air power of the Cecil people. Now, several groups carrying out storming missions can already put powerful spells on On those two rows of mobile fortresses.

It turns out that those arrogant steel monsters are not so invulnerable.

"...Air power may become the key to the battle situation, and the overall battle between the ground and the sky may be a certain trend..."

Clairemont opened his hands and welcomed Facing the Cecil people's anti-aircraft barrage, the powerful shield withstood several fatal injuries. He locked onto a flying machine and began to try to interfere with the opponent's energy cycle. At the same time, he also inspired a powerful The communication spell is like talking to oneself, reporting what one sees in the communication spell - instead of affecting the effect of the communication spell, this snowstorm has greatly extended the communication distance of every battle mage.

"...Flying units cannot survive for too long in aerial combat, even if they have three lives...

"Griffin knights and mid-level battle mages are here. It is a consumable item... Many people were shot down by anti-aircraft fire from the ground...

"...The strong light from the ground has a great impact...The light can not only expose us, but also It can disrupt the perception of sight and space... It is as effective as a weapon..."

The anti-gravity ring of the flying machine in the distance suddenly erupted in a series of flashes, and the entire machine shook unsteadily. , Clemont narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that he had successfully interfered with the power mechanism of this thing.

According to the experience just observed, the next machine will transfer most of its energy to the poorly operating anti-gravity device to maintain flight, which will cause it to become a living target floating in the air. .

Clairemont raised his hands high, and a powerful arc of electricity formed in his hands, but before he was about to release this fatal attack, a low buzzing sound suddenly erupted from the sky at an extremely high speed. Approaching from the side, the huge sense of crisis caused him to instantly change the direction of the arc release. While swinging it to the side, he violently stirred up the invisible magic power and quickly left the place.

A dense arcane barrage swept across the place where he had just stood in the next second.

Clairemont broke out in a cold sweat, turned his head to look in the direction of the attack, and suddenly saw an aircraft with pure black paint and a wider dragon wing device appearing in his field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed more such aircraft emerging from the clouds in the distance - one after another, coming menacingly!

Is it the Cecil air support? !

"The enemy's support has arrived!" He immediately announcedWarning loudly in the interrogation technique, "Pay attention to those black guys, their attacks are more ferocious!

" Speed ​​up the action and attack the team to deal with the Cecil train - the Griffin Knights provide it at all costs cover! ”

At the moment, the dragoon formation had fallen into a huge disadvantage. The Typhons, whose combat effectiveness had been enhanced unprecedentedly, and the harsh blizzard environment around them, caused fighter planes to be shot down one after another. The armor on the ground The train seemed to be in danger. At this moment, the sudden appearance of reinforcements finally stopped the situation from slipping into a worse direction. The newly appeared black aircraft quickly joined the battle and began to fight to the death with the Typhons who had fallen into madness.

Because as long as he dies once, the price of the "miracle" must be paid.

A black fighter seems to have identified him as the commander of this army and has been there. Biting hard, Clemont didn't know how long he had been entangled with the other party. Finally, under the constant consumption and pursuit, he seized an opportunity.

He rushed into the clouds and took advantage of it. Under the cover of the clouds, he quickly created large tracts of floating spheres, and then without hesitation passed through the clouds from the other direction. What happened next was just as he expected: the black aircraft followed without hesitation, The next second, the continuous explosion flash tore apart the iron-gray cloud.

Clement stood still in the air, staring at the direction of the explosion, surrounded by smoke and fire.

"Goodbye. "He said softly, and then he raised his hand and waved it down without hesitation. A powerful arc suddenly spanned a long distance and tore the aircraft into pieces.

Clermont did not hesitate. He turned around and prepared to go to support his comrades who were already in a hard fight.

But a roar from behind interrupted the action of the high-level battle mage: the roar shook the sky, carrying a certain sound. A power that makes living beings naturally feel frightened. When it sounded, Clemont even felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

He didn't know what he was carrying. His mood turned his head - when his eyes slowly moved towards the direction where the sound came from, the surrounding snowstorm seemed to freeze temporarily. The next moment, he saw the smoke and flames that had not yet dissipated. Deep in the depths, two ferocious and almost terrifying figures tore apart the clouds, and two cold and hostile gazes fell on him.

The Cecil people...have dragons.

(Nai Qi’s new book! "Roster of Ten Thousand Realms" has been released, no need to say more about the rest, right?)