Aside from paper and pencils, Dragoon's most prolific artifact is the radio. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With the help of the modular ground base station with easy maintenance and small size, the satellite signal from outside the sky is modulated and amplified, and the broadcast radius is enough to cover more than 300 kilometers, ensuring the use environment of the radio.

As soon as the radios produced by Dragoon were launched, they were warmly welcomed, not only in the territory of the Slan Empire, but also in large quantities into the surrounding Terran Empires.

As soon as the ground base station was built, people with bags of gold coins poured into the shops that had just put the radios on the shelves, and in some areas there were no even base stations, so some people bought the radios in advance, and if they were lucky, they might be able to receive the radio signal directly from outside the atmosphere.

As long as there is a chattering radio, the business and popularity can immediately prosper a little, even if it is only for the sound of the radio, it seems that the store is a little more lively and prosperous.

Even the Tessie Empire, which was in a state of hostility with the Silan Empire, could not refuse the Silans to set up a ground base station in their capital city of Lingjing.

The radio in this wine inn received the signal from a small courtyard that was guarded by the Tessie soldiers day and night, and no one was allowed to set foot in this courtyard except for the people of Dragoon.

The 60-meter-tall signal tower has become its marker, which can still be clearly seen even from a distance of 1,000 steps.

"Recruit dragon knights? Are the Zachari going to do anything about the Halo plan? Damn the Slans, damn the Dragoons, damn Godal. ”

A young man sitting in the corner silently pouring himself a drink suddenly coughed violently, removed the white handkerchief covering his mouth, and glanced at it casually, and a few shocking spots of blood on it made his face very ugly.

Endure the physical discomfort. took out a potion, tilted his head and poured it, and after ten breaths, his pale face became a little more ruddy.

This young man was the one who had slaughtered a Silan Constructed Air Cavalry Brigade and fought against three Silan Dragon Knights in the western part of the Silan Empire, near the central mountain range of Hailar.

In the face of two dragon knights and a dragon rider, he and his mount Shadow Dragon Wu Yan had no chance of winning at all, if it weren't for Wu Yan's full force to launch the Shadow Escape talent, one person and one dragon would almost be in the realm of the Silan Empire.

Although he escaped by chance, he was seriously injured. Until now, he has not been cured.

For some reason, the noble and powerful Dragoon likes to go into ordinary small restaurants infested by civilians, order a pot of bad wine and a few plates of rough snacks, and hide in the corner to entertain himself.

The snacks on the plate were drained, Han Jiang drank the leftover wine in the cup, threw down a dozen copper plates, stood up, pulled up his collar, and slowly walked out of the wine house.

The light of the Holy Flame Sun was sprinkled on his body. He didn't feel the slightest warmth, and he hobbled against the wall.

After being seriously injured, his body was still very weak, but he couldn't stop Han Jiang from coming out to relax, especially in this kind of vulgar little restaurant where no one recognized him. Only here will he completely let go of his identity and mask, and sip freely like an ordinary person.

"Lord Hanjiang!"

A person suddenly came out of a narrow alley in front of him and stopped in front of Han Jiang.

"Lord Hughes wants to treat you to dinner. I don't know if Lord Hanjiang can appreciate his face!"

Without waiting for the dragoon to open his mouth, although the other party's tone was respectful, it was faintly cold.

"Fuck off! I don't want to see spies. I don't want to eat with the scout boss anymore, especially the smiling tiger. ”

The dragoon waved Han Jiang angrily, as if he saw a pesky fly and wanted to drive it away.

Ever since the captain of the security department of Lingjing, Hughes the Smiling Tiger, became the head of the Imperial Intelligence Department, the spies have become more and more annoying and pervasive.

No one likes this feeling of being watched in their every move, and Han Jiang doesn't like it either, it's like eating a fly, nauseous and wanting to vomit, and I want to swatt all these annoying flies to death.

"Presumably, Lord Hanjiang has heard the dragon knight recruitment of the Slan people, in order to reassure Your Majesty, so please come with us......"

The spies of the Intelligence Department who blocked Hanjiang's way were not angry, and the gloomy compassion in his tone became more and more obvious, which made people very uncomfortable to listen to.

Although they didn't learn the hypocrisy of Hughes's big stall, they learned the cunning face of the smiling tiger, and almost no one in the Tessi Empire liked them, and they were even more afraid to avoid them.

The dragoon general Hanjiang has always been in the sight of the Ministry of Intelligence, the so-called please eat, but not early or late, but at this time, most likely because he heard the dragon knight recruitment notice broadcast on the radio.

The Tessi people could not intercept and block the broadcast of the Slanish radio station on the hour, so they could only use stupid methods to "talk to their hearts" with their own dragon knights, so as to ensure that the few dragon knights in their own country were abducted by the Slan's radio broadcast, even if one was abducted, it was enough to make the Tessie heartache and uneasy eating.

"Didn't you hear? I said get out!"

As a proud dragoon, Han Jiang would not sell the accounts of these sneaky guys, and directly shouted angrily.

Even the seriously injured dragon knight is not something these spies can provoke.

The momentum that was suddenly released was like several riding spears, stabbing the intelligence agent to get up more and more, retract back into the alley, and at the same time said with a smile: "Lord Hanjiang, please rest assured, we don't mean anything else, really, just admire you......!

Seeing a strangely shaped piccolo appear in Han Jiang's hand, the spies of the Intelligence Department were stunned, and then they were so frightened that even their souls were almost gone, and they spread their feet and went back into the narrow alley, and the footsteps flew away.

"Humph! a bunch of unsightly guys!"

Han Jiang snorted coldly.

These guys from the Imperial Intelligence Department can only engage in some intrigues or small tricks such as spying assassinations, and if they directly face the powerful dragon knights, I am afraid that they will immediately have only the share of kneeling.

Retracting the dragon flute, he continued to stumble against the wall, but his mind involuntarily echoed the hourly announcement of the radio in the inn.

...... Halo program...... Recruit ...... "Zachari"......

- (To be continued.) )