"Emma, this gun is completely ineffective. Yi Hao threw off the sniper rifle with one hand, turned to a ** heavy machine gun that was set aside, pulled the ruler, the muzzle of the gun was raised, and in the center of the crosshair was the black dragon that was flapping its wings thousands of kilometers away.

Yi Hao, age twenty-two, a professional infantryman, was formerly a machine gunner in the army, making a good gun. This time, I followed a group of comrades-in-arms to Africa to resell arms, but I ran into this incident, and the consequences naturally need not be said. Thanks to the fact that the batch of munitions they resold is complete in style, rifles, machine guns, sniper rifles, grenades, detonation bombs, rocket launchers, and ammunition is also very sufficient. Therefore, many people in this contingent of traversers have doubts about this: How did they get so many arms on board? Could it be that those customs officials turned a blind eye and received benefits? Of course, this small arms smuggling group did not explain anything, after all, it is enough to have a gun to save their lives, and there should be fewer people who are curious about knowledge.

Under the guidance of a few soldiers, a group of people dug three arc-shaped trenches more than ten meters long and more than one meter deep on their temporary positions, and more than 30 people scattered among them, and stood here in a straggler line. It's not that they don't want to enter the city, but they have great concerns—a large number of guns and ammunition can't be brought into the city at all, especially those cars, which the people of the other world regard as evil spirit chariots, and are not allowed to enter the city. The worst thing is that none of these people can speak the lingua franca of the mainland, except for Xiao Baitu, who can use speech and spirit skills to communicate with people from other worlds. Therefore, except for a few traversers who serve as snipers to enter the city to occupy the commanding heights and assist in the positional battles below, all the traversers are here.

Thanks to their abundant ammunition and the power of the Celestial Empire's weapons, under such high-intensity shooting, there was basically no situation such as jamming. However, there are only a hundred thousand bullets left, don't look at the number seems to be a lot, in fact, in the battle of fully automatic weapons and semi-automatic weapons, these bullets are killed in a skirmish.

According to You Nanzhe, there were originally two 75-caliber mortars in the cabin, and there were dozens of shells, but unfortunately the situation was in a hurry at that time and was not taken away. Listening to the traverser, his head was full of white sweat, big brother, are you really a soldier? How can you smuggle arms more than those arms dealers, but it's good, it's very powerful" The target is approaching, prepare. He locked on to the shadow, and beside him, a group of traversers also raised their guns.

At this time, many people on the battlefield had already discovered the giant dragon, and they let out a frightened cry, after all, the giant dragon, in the eyes of humans, was completely an unattainable existence.

The huge figure, the hideous bloody mouth, and the dragon power that constantly impacted their spiritual defense line all made them feel extremely frightened.

If it weren't for the sight of this dragon today, humanity would almost have forgotten what it once was, the horror that was once dominated by them!

It is said that a long, long time ago, long before mankind was still in the age of ignorance, the ruler of this heaven and earth was the murderous and bloodthirsty dragon except for the gods of the heavens who did not exist. At that time, any creature on the continent, even if it was as powerful as a phoenix or a giant, was nothing more than food for dragons. I don't know the method of cultivation, and the lowly human race is even more miserable, completely reduced to a domestic animal raised by a dragon, as for the dragon knight or something, it's just an existence made up by a fantasist. Among the knights, there is a saying: ride a bull and a horse, and don't ride a dragon! There is no cheating dragon god contract here, what to say that signing this dragon is yours, and then you can ride a dragon to the sky to show off the mighty sister paper. Surrendering a dragon is a complete delusion for humans.

They hunt and kill all creatures they want to kill, galloping across the continent as hunters. In addition to the extreme west, almost every corner of the continent has left the figure of the dragon, and it has also left an indelible fear of the dragon in the inheritance of every creature.

This kind of day lasted for thousands of years, maybe the gods above the nine heavens couldn't stand it anymore, and one day, the spatial passage to hell was opened, and the demons of hell poured out of it like a tide, kicking the dragon from the throne of the ruler of the continent with strong strength and massive troops, and also transformed a group of dragons as dark dragons and brought back to hell as a strategic armament for hell. The war ended, the demons retreated to hell, and the dragons began to decline.

Today, the dragon clan has long lost the courage and strength that roamed the continent in the past, and they have no choice but to become the 'three gods' guarding the continent with the phoenix clan and some demigod powerhouses in the demonic beasts that they once regarded as food.

However, the fear of dragons is still immortal in the genetic memory of all creatures on the continent, and to this day, the fear of dragons has been awakened again from the memories left by the ancestors.

"Run, it's the Hell Black Dragon!" The sharp-eyed man had already recognized the true identity of the dragon, and immediately didn't even want his weapon, threw it aside and ran back. Perhaps because of the great influence of speech and blind obedience in the era of cold weapons on the army, many people soon followed him and ran up, aiming at the gate hole in front of the city wall.

Seeing a group of sub-native soldiers running past him in a panic, Yi Hao showed a disdainful expression: "The indigenous army of the other world, the will is weak. After muttering, he checked the crosshair again, etc., to make sure there was no problem, and then his eyes went to the ruler again. It's not that he's not afraid, but he's confident that a thermal weapon from a technological civilization is absolutely capable of taking out that big lizard.

He maintained a rhythm of three second breaths, his arms trembling slightly, and the knotted muscles tightened the outer clothes. This makes it easiest to eliminate recoil and improve design accuracy. In the field of vision, the giant dragon had already flown over, and the visual distance was no more than five hundred meters.

"Closer, closer. Yi Hao thought silently in his heart, his eyes always staring at the dragon that was getting closer and closer in the ruler.

"400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters"

"Fight!" he roared, quite with the momentum of the Celestial Empire's National Army and the Wa Kingdom's Heavenly Desolate Army fighting a national war in the thirties and forties of the 20 th century.

The bullets were scattered like a scoop, and the bullets with initial velocity that could break the speed of sound crossed a distance of 100 meters in less than a second, hitting the body of the dragon. There was a clink, and the hard scales of the dragon's body were pierced by bullets, shot into muscles, and jammed. Yi Hao's index finger tightened the trigger, the bullet casing spilled on the ground beside him, the muzzle of the gun spewed out a half-foot-long spear flame, and in the barrel of the black hole, bullets shot out one after another, shooting into the dragon's body, full of flesh and blood. A row passed, and the thirty-odd traversers also swept around with the trigger, beating the dragon with the power of concentrated fire. Bullets fly out of the muzzle, cartridge casings throw out of the bolt, no one cares about the amazing recoil from the butt, even if the shoulder is red and swollen, at this time, they play with life, no matter how big the recoil is, it can't be compared to life!

"Whew!" Misus roared, feeling an inexplicable shame creeping through his heart. As a proud dragon, he was injured by a group of seemingly 'weak' humans with strange weapons, and his annoyance can be imagined. Although the bullet could not penetrate deeper into his muscles and muscles at most, the muscles were flesh after all, and there were conduction nerves on them, which would be painful! Moreover, the bullets hit him like splashing water, and the dragon scales bloomed one by one, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't dodge, which was even worse.

When he opened his mouth, a sulfur smell began to permeate, and I saw that near his throat, a bright yellow fireball was forming. Gathering the dragon's breath means that the dragon is completely angry.

"qw-4! Get down!" I don't know who roared, Yi Hao only felt a sharp whistling in his ears, and at the same time, a cool breeze blew across his scalp. "Whew!" he raised his head with a shrill scream. When he saw the object clearly, he fell to the ground without saying a word.

The QW-4 infrared-guided shoulder-mounted individual missile, the Celestial Empire's self-produced equipment, has extremely high reliability, has an effective range of 4,000 meters, and a flight speed of 2.6 times the speed of sound. Whether it is the J series of the Celestial Empire, or the Su series of Russian screws, or the F series of the US imperialists, as long as your fighter is still using vector thrusters, as long as you are still using aviation fuel engines, as long as your fighter will emit heat, then as long as you are locked by this thing at low altitude, congratulations, you can get a rare opportunity for most pilots to choose one of the two in their lifetime - One is to accompany your love plane to heaven in the cockpit, oh no, it is to fall to the ground; the second is to parachute with your life, enjoy the pleasure that you can never enjoy in ordinary times Obviously, this big killer is naturally the goods in that batch of smuggled goods, I don't know which buddy is so strong, and took out this pair of empty big killers.

At a distance of 100 meters, the QW-4 missile, which had broken through the sound barrier, easily crossed this distance and came to the black dragon, which was still roaring.

The black dragon dispelled the flames in his mouth, and looked at the metal stick in front of him curiously, the dragon's excellent dynamic vision could allow him to see the whole picture of this missile very clearly and clearly. Well, it's all metal, it's silver, it looks like it's heavy, it's burning at the back of your ass, what do those weird symbols mean by it? I don't understand, but it's good to use as a collector's item.

"Ouch, yes—" Before he could say a word, the guided missile landed at the high temperature in his mouth with lightning speed. His entire vision was in a sea of fire, and then he lost consciousness, and the metal column that exploded in an instant was the last image he saw before he died.

"Boom!" Like a thunderbolt in the Nine Heavens, a huge wave of sound came like a mountain and a sea, Yi Hao only felt dizzy and disgusting, and his whole body was shocked to the point of numbness. When the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, he got up from the ground, only to see a huge headless dragon corpse displayed on the ground like a black coal mountain a hundred meters away, exuding a scorching smell. The dragon wing on the right has been burned by the destructive force of the missile explosion, only half of the charred bat bones remain, and the body that has been shattered by the bullet storm and the scales of the whole body are bleeding out, only to see that as soon as the blood falls to the ground, it will corrode several large holes in the blood-soaked ground, and the pus and black blood cannot be the things that the protagonist in the fantasy novel takes to take a bath after slaying the dragon. The upper part of his slender dragon neck was a piece of dragon meat that had been roasted at high temperatures, and it was still bubbling with yellow grease outside. As for the faucet, it had already been blown into bone residue by QW-4.

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