The alchemy replica of the knock-off is more resistant than the original, and in the sudden earth mutation, the passively activated earth-based spell array successfully protected the three-structure armored aircraft, leaving a glimmer of life for the flying caravan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Rao is so, the situation is still not optimistic.

The propeller spun rapidly, churning the air and making a violent roar.

Several Security Bureau fighters, who were about to close the hatch, saw more than two dozen bloodied barbarians rush out of their tribal camp and head straight for the tri-armored aircraft that was about to take off with the help of a rudimentary runway.

"What do those barbarians want to do?"

"Be careful!"

"They're coming! Ready to intercept!"

The Security Bureau soldiers immediately became nervous, and they soon realized that the barbarians were not carrying weapons.

However, this is not a reason for the other party to approach the constructed aircraft without any permission, even in the Silan Empire, ordinary civilians are not allowed to approach any of the constructed aircraft, let alone these barbarians with unknown purposes.

"Child, woman, take away, take away child, take woman!"

The burly barbarians were sandwiched between a weeping child on each side, stumbling behind them several frightened young men and women, following the backs of the adults in a daze, not knowing what fate lay ahead of them.

"Byrne, what are those brutes talking about?"

The soldiers of the Security Bureau did not understand what the barbarians were shouting hysterically, and they reflexively drew their swords, staffs, and bows and arrows, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"They want us to take those kids! Why are these barbarians doing this, are they ......?"

His face was still pale, and his breath had not yet regained his calm, and as a representative of the flying caravan's trade with the barbarians, Byrne was naturally able to understand the barbarian language, and the determination of this barbarian tribe frightened him.

If it weren't for the catastrophe, there would be no way for these barbarians to give a group of strangers a child representing the future of the race. Even if not so long ago a "fair" deal was completed amicably and harmoniously.

"Leave them alone, we have to take off right away, or no one will want to get out of here. ”

The captain in the cockpit of the nose roared, and he saw that the earth in the distance trembled again, and the next earthquake may fall more than a dozen meters, and it is very likely to be hundreds of meters, or even thousands of meters.

With the earth-based spell array of the B-1 "Bastion" transport aircraft, it is impossible to survive such a high drop without acceleration.

"Let's go, close the hatch!"

When in danger. The first time to save themselves, the soldiers of the Security Bureau did not hesitate, and began to push the thick insulated hatch, which has become a dangerous place, and if you don't leave, you may change later.

Two lightweight Thang Long-2 propeller fighters have rushed to the runway, getting faster and faster......

Byrne, who was slumped in the cabin, was facing the cabin door, looking expressionlessly at the barbarians who were getting closer and closer, just half an hour ago. He also had a good time with these barbarian warriors, but fate made people, no matter what kind of creature it was, it would become extremely vulnerable in the face of such a drastic change in the world. These barbarians may become permanent memories in his memory until they are worn out by the years.

The B-1 "Bastion" transport plane moved slowly, and the faces of the barbarians who were running with all their might became more and more desperate when they saw the hatch gradually closing. They found a terrible wail, but their footsteps still did not stop.

Even if you throw it, you have to throw the future hope of the tribe on the "iron bird" that can only fly.

In the subconscious. These barbarians are very clearly aware that only by following the Terran caravan out of the ground and flying into the sky is the only chance of survival.

Four sets of five-bladed electric turboprop engines burst out with an output of more than 10,000 horsepower, sending a fierce wind behind the B-1 Bastion transport fuselage.

As the hatch slowly closed, the unpredictable world outside the cabin seemed to turn into a vertical crack, and the barbarians and the flying caravan of Dragoon Magic Industries were about to say goodbye forever.

"No!"

The desperate roar of the barbarians came from outside the cabin.

The soldiers of the Security Bureau could only continue their movements indifferently, at this time, any sympathy was in vain, manpower could not fight against heaven and earth, not to mention that they were just a group of high-ranking warriors and spellcasters.

"Wait!"

Just as the hatch was about to close, Byrne staggered to his feet.

"Go back!

The Security Bureau soldiers loudly warned the other party not to be impulsive.

"Let them come up!"

I don't know what kind of mud he has committed, or the overflow of sympathy, or the uneasiness of conscience, Byrne can't explain what kind of state of mind he is in at the moment, he can't accept watching the other party being abandoned in the abyss of death, even if it is a barbarian, it is still a living human life.

This is completely different from the mutual conquest and killing between barbarians, it is not a man-made disaster, but a natural disaster.

"Are you crazy? Byrne! they're not our people! Put away your sympathy!"

"Get back to your place!"

For the sake of everyone's safety, the attitude of the soldiers of the Security Bureau changed abruptly, and they did not target Byrne personally, but out of their own duty, to keep everyone safe from unnecessary threats.

"No! I'm up to the cracks!"

Byrne then hardened, and he threw himself at the hatch, trying to pull it back open, and then shouted, "It's only a dozen paces, they're just a bunch of kids, are you scared too?"

The transport plane had already begun to slide slowly, and if it was still ignored, a dozen short steps would become an insurmountable barrier for those barbarians.

"Open the door! Slow down!"

Byrne yelled again and threw himself at the hatch like crazy.

"Byrne, are you crazy, hold on, damn it, close the hatch!"

The captain of the transport plane, who heard the movement in the cabin, glanced back and immediately shouted angrily.

He had to reduce the power output of the propeller engines for fear that the violent air currents would sweep Byrne out of the cabin, and in addition to that, the hatch that did not close would destroy the aerodynamic structure of the airframe.

"Open the door!"

Out of nowhere, Byrne pushed away the Security Bureau soldier in front of him and forced the hatch back open.

A gust of wind swept in, and the frightened Security Bureau soldiers could only hold him tightly, but there was no way to focus on the hatch.

"Take our kids away!"

See the hatch open again. The adult barbarian warriors who desperately rushed towards the B-1 "Bastion" transport plane were overjoyed, and their feet involuntarily sped up a few points again, and there were only seven or eight steps left from the hatch.

"Go!

The barbarian warrior roared and threw the child in his hand with all his strength towards the reopened hatch of the transport plane.

"These brutes are crazy!

Seeing one after another frightened children being thrown into the hatch like cannonballs by the barbarians, the equally distraught soldiers of the Security Bureau had to scramble to catch them.

Those barbarians were also brave, and at a distance of eight or nine paces, none of them deviated from the hatch, and in just three or five breaths, the B-1 "Fortress" transport plane had more than 40 barbarian cubs.

The barbarian warrior with his hands free did not stop chasing, but instead picked up a big child who could not keep up with his breath, and rushed to the hatch with all his last strength.

"Take it away!"

The barbarian warrior who gulped blood rushed hard. The older boys and girls were forced into the hatch, and when they saw the Terran warriors dragging them in, they collapsed to the ground, and they no longer had the strength to get up, but a satisfied smile appeared on their faces.

"Bastard! Okay, no! The runway isn't as long as you think!"

The body became more and more bumpy, and the captain, who had to control his speed, turned around and yelled again.

Although the rudimentary runways built by the barbarian tribes are longer than the standard, some are even two kilometers long, the transport planes have been taxiing, and they will eventually reach the end. If you don't take off in time, the landing gear tires are at high risk of crushing on rocks or pits, causing bumps that threaten the airframe.

"Transport, pull up, pull up, pull up, you don't have time!"

"What are you doing? Leave those brutes alone!

In the cockpit of the two "Thang Long-2" propeller fighters that rushed into the sky first, the two air knights overlooked the B-1 "Bastion" transport plane, which was still taxiing on the runway. I was so anxious that I urged again and again.

I can't wait to rush down and pull the aircraft up.

"Hurry, hurry, faster!"

Byrne yelled at the Barbarian Warrior who chased him to the hatch, and he tried to pull one of the Barbarian Warriors, but the other man pushed his hand away. He stepped back abruptly, giving up his place to the other warriors who were carrying the young men of his own race.

It is precisely because of this that the soldiers of the Security Bureau in the cabin are willing to accept those barbarian imps with confidence. Anyway, it always has to take off, one or two, forty or fifty doesn't make a difference.

With all their might, the barbarian warriors were almost burning their lives.

"Go, don't cry, live!"

"Rebuild the Tribe!"

The few warriors who had the strength left shouted hoarsely as they lagged behind the transporters, saying goodbye to the future of their tribe and leaving their chances of life to these children.

When the last two barbarian teenagers remained, the captain of the B-1 "Bastion" transport aircraft had to re-accelerate and, together with the co-pilot, pulled the steering wheel sharply back and went into liftoff mode.

"Wait, two more!

Byrne, who had been involved in receiving the barbarian children on board, shouted in a hurry.

It was too late, but it was too soon, and the runway under the transport plane suddenly fell together with the earth without warning, this time enough to be hundreds of meters deep, and the B-1 "Bastion" transport plane and the barbarians outside the cabin instantly became suspended in the air.

The entire transport plane sank suddenly, arousing the exclamation of the full cabin, and the spell array arranged on the inside of the body's skin immediately took effect, successfully delaying the further fall of the transport plane.

A Security Bureau soldier only had time to grab the hand of a barbarian half-grown boy and drag him through the hatch, but he could only watch as the last barbarian girl fell into the abyss with the barbarian warrior, just like everyone else.

The girl let out a terrible scream, and her unbalanced body fell quickly, and the barbarian warrior below suddenly forcibly twisted his body, raised his feet and kicked the girl's ass fiercely.

The girl, who was strongly pushed, rushed back into the sky like a rocket, accelerating to the B-1 "Bastion" transport plane.

"Hold my feet!"

A soldier of the Security Bureau also fought, jumped out of the hatch, and narrowly grabbed the barbarian girl who was about to run out, and the bodies of the two were completely volleyed.

At this time, behind him, his comrades-in-arms picked up the human dragon, grabbed his ankle without danger, and the people in the hatch made a violent force, dragging back all the people who pounced out of the hatch, including the barbarian girl.

The barbarian warriors who chose to sacrifice threw themselves at a faster speed towards the fallen earth where countless smoke and dust were rising, waving their hands as if saying goodbye, and were soon engulfed in the dust mass.

"Mingji! You're good enough!"

Exhausted, Byrne witnessed the daring Security Bureau soldier pounce on him, and if the other party hadn't done this, I'm afraid that the barbarian girl would not have been kicked directly into the cabin by the barbarian warrior.

"Hehe, hey, I've saved so many of them, and I'm not missing the last one!"

The Security Bureau soldier who recalled his reckless act had a feeling of trepidation for a while, and only then did he begin to feel frightened.

"Stupid, do you want to die?"

His comrade-in-arms raised his hand and it was a burst of chestnuts that slammed into the head of this stupid and bold man.

If it weren't for the quick eyes of others, everyone would have waited to see the trapeze.

The hatch was finally fully closed, and the light in the cabin, which had become a little crowded, dimmed, but soon as the lighting system was turned on, it lit up again, and the barbarian cubs finally couldn't hold back their nerves and cried in unison.

The soldiers of the Security Bureau all looked at Byrne, this was a group of crying cats caused by the overflow of sympathy on the other side.

Byrne shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Just let them cry for a while!"

Maybe let these orphans who have lost their relatives vent so that they don't really collapse.

"Pull up, pull up!"

In the cockpit at the bow, the captain and co-pilot roared and pulled the steering wheel to the bottom, and the air knights of the two "Shenglong-2" propeller fighters hovering in the sky also made the same shout, refueling the B-1 "Bastion" transport plane.

The four five-bladed electric turboprop engines emitted a deafening roar that was not just 100 percent full power, but approached 120 percent of the limit.

Although he lost the runway speed increase and gained the ability to rise into the air, under the maintenance of the emergency spell array, it was not completely out of chance.

It's just that the probability of success of this non-standard flight method is too low, and under normal circumstances, no one dares to easily use this special mode to fight against time.

The Law of the Sky Knight: As long as there is height, never give up!

It's not just the motto of the dragon knights, it's also the motto of the Sky Knights of these constructing aircraft.

Due to the lack of acceleration, the B-1 "Bastion" transport plane did not raise its nose little by little as expected, and followed the "Shenglong-2" propeller fighter into the sky, but slowly sank into the rising dust mass.

The world outside the cabin suddenly darkened, and the crying in the cabin stopped immediately, not only those barbarian children and teenagers, but also Byrne and others all held their breath and stared out of the porthole, maybe in the next second, an earth-shaking earthquake would tear apart the entire airframe, and like those barbarians, they would die in the abyss.

Only in the cockpit, the two air riders on the left and right seats never gave up, they gritted their teeth, did not look out of the dimly lit window, stared at the numbers on the airspeedometer, and the end single digits were jumping up little by little.

In the cockpit of the "Thang Long-2" propeller fighters formed in a two-plane formation, the keen eyes of the two air knights, comparable to those of the falcons, constantly patrolled the surface of the smoke and dust that was getting higher and higher, lifting their hearts and silently praying sincerely.

- (To be continued.) )