Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 187 Pistols and Cannons

Near the Yiling Dam, there used to be a small village along the river. Now the villagers have moved out and lived in the newly built small buildings next to it. With the completion of the dam, these villagers will earn a lot of money from the tourism tide. Bowl full.

And the few people from Kassel finally saw Huaxia's preparations for this operation. The exaggerated amount of ammunition of various colors, artillery positions hundreds of kilometers away, and various depth charges dwarfed the small pistols in their hands.

In the original plan, the heaviest weapon prepared by Professor Mance was a storm torpedo, which was still an uncharged version. Now that he saw Huaxia's equipment, he understood why Huaxia had always opposed his plan.

"Are these people all of mixed race?" Mance looked at the soldiers coming and going in the camp.

"No, most of them don't have dragon blood," Ye Sheng shook his head: "They are dragon-slaying warriors just like us."

"I don't understand, how do you solve Longwei's problem?" Mance asked

The dragons in this world also have dragon power, but it is different from the magical dragon power like Ander. According to the research of the secret party, it should be that the dragons release some kind of pheromone, which stimulates the body to react with fear.

"Huaxia has some methods of its own, and it's not difficult to overcome Longwei." Ye Sheng explained: "And according to Huaxia's plan, we will first drop a round of depth charges by bombers.
After that, the vehicle-mounted artillery position [-] kilometers away launched the first round of shelling.
Then the artillery and anti-aircraft artillery positions [-] kilometers away launched a second round of shelling,
Then the mortar two kilometers away launched the third round. By the time we were face to face with the dragon, the shells had already been bombed for several rounds, and the pressure on the soldiers would be much less. "

"Can the dam hold up?" Mance looked at the magnificent super project in the distance: "The Bronze City is so close, if it is bombed wantonly, there will be problems."

The next day, the Huaxia people activated the alchemy circle in the dam, and conducted another round of strength tests on the dam. Seeing the dam standing upright under the artillery fire, Professor Mance was dumbfounded.

"Impossible, there is absolutely no alchemy circle that can do this kind of thing." As a professor of alchemy mechanics, Mance knew very well where the limit of alchemy was: "You must have cheated."

"This is Huaxia's unique technology," Ye Sheng explained, "I can't disclose the specific details, but it has strong protection against fire and impact, so we can attack boldly with confidence."

In fact, Professor Mance is not wrong, no one knows alchemy better than him, but unfortunately he doesn't know magic.

After seeing Huaxia's firepower, Professor Mance no longer mentioned his past plan, but turned around and led his team to participate in the research work of the Bronze City. This ancient alchemy machine made the old professor shout Enjoyable, quite a bit of joy here, not thinking about Shu.

And Lu Mingfei, who was sitting in the classroom of Kassel College, also hoped that Professor Mance would not come back. He is currently studying Alchemy Mechanics taught by Professor Mance, but since Professor Mance is away on business, the task of teaching is logical It fell on his students.

"We can see that this is the simplest alchemy mechanical unit." On the podium, a red-haired figure was explaining the small object in her hand: "The main body is made of bronze and silver, and the mercury solution is preset." loop through."

Chen Motong took the alchemy unit and showed the structure of this thing to the students in the audience. There was no way, Professor Mance ran to Huaxia with his full set of people, even the graduate Searle who had just come for an internship Ma didn't let her go, leaving only Chen Motong, the poor little junior sister.

God is so pitiful, I am only a sophomore, so I have to stand on the podium to give lectures.

Fortunately, Nuonuo has rich experience, and he still looks decent on the podium. For the students below, it is obviously much better to have a beautiful girl in class than that stubborn old man like Professor Mance.

In the bell tower of the academy, two people were watching the lecture, especially observing Lu Mingfei's reaction.

"It can be seen that our S-class obviously has a crush on Nuonuo, but that's all. I said, Ender, you are too nervous. Which man can refuse a beautiful girl?" The vice principal drank his wine, Observe Lu Mingfei's reaction.

"I checked the girl's blood, and found no problem," Ender rubbed his temples with a headache: "But there must be something wrong with that child."

"Everyone in this world will have some problems. You can't treat that child like this just because the Chen family owes you money." The vice principal shook his head. He just felt that Ender was a little too careful.

"I said Nicholas, did you have any special feelings when you saw Chen Motong?" Ander asked.

"I think every pretty girl will have a reaction, even if I'm over 100 years old, but I'm still a golden gun." The vice-principal patted his stomach showing off: "I don't think there's anything special about Chen Motong, but it's a pity My figure is a little short, if it is bigger, it may be more to my appetite."

"I'll keep an eye on her," Ender said, looking at the red-haired girl on the screen, "I hope nothing will happen."

"Don't be too nervous, come have a drink." The vice principal took out a bottle of whiskey and poured a glass for Ender: "This is my treasure. It has been fermented at sea for half a year, and the flavor is even better."

The two clinked glasses, and Ander took out a dagger: "This is the dagger that the guy held earlier, let's see how the quality is."

The vice-principal held the dagger wrapped in a handkerchief, and carefully looked at the sharp blade. The dagger was about twelve feet long including the handle. The handle had a lot of beautiful decorations, and the blade was also curved.

"It's of little actual combat value," the vice-principal frowned. "This doesn't seem to be a dagger, it's more like a sacrificial knife used by a priest."

"If my guess is correct, the target of those guys is Angers, and the only way to deal with him is to send a speeder with a word spirit of Moment." Ender recalled the previous situation.

"It seems that they regard this as a sacrifice, using Angers' blood to sacrifice to their god." The vice principal nodded: "Only a cultist with an unconscious mind would make such a plan."

As the strongest sword of the secret party, Angers is not something that such a person can kill even though he has seldom used it these years.

"Cults, drugs, these guys are going back more and more now." Ender shook his head: "We haven't found their lair for so many years, which means one thing."

"They are hiding in the Nibelungen," the vice-principal continued, "I really want to see it, the supreme masterpiece of alchemy."

"It's nothing to watch. Angers and I have both seen it. It's not interesting at all."

"That's because you don't know how to appreciate it, and you are reckless." The vice principal covered his heart, with a heartbroken look: "You actually blew up such a big unowned Nibelungen."

Just as Ander was about to say something, a mechanical female voice came from the side: "Mr. Ander, the No. [-] target you marked stopped in a church outside Chicago."

"It seems that our target is still very conscious, and didn't run back to the lair," Ender said with some regret, "Then it can only be used as prey to train our young dragons."

(End of this chapter)