Sky Dragon Rider

The moment the roar of the giant dragon resounded through the sky of Oceania, the air supremacy was completely isolated from the civilization of the third era forever.

The interceptor of the third era civilization, which has always been proud of its solid defense power, knelt down decisively when it encountered a crystal jet that was as invulnerable as the "Galan".

If he doesn't let go of a single shot, he can blow himself up directly. He is so brutal that he has no friends.

The civilization of the third era, which suffered several big losses in a row, finally realized that the combat effectiveness of human civilization has undergone unexpected changes.

Ferocious flying behemoths, powerful knights, and almost invincible constructed combat aircraft have completely overturned the third era civilization's understanding of today's human civilization.

These never-before-seen things never existed in the intelligence collected in the past, as if they appeared out of thin air.

The twelve dominant tribes held an emergency meeting at the first main landing base.

"Why are there such things in this world? Can anyone tell me, where did they come from? Did they pass through the star door knocker? What did the advance team do for food? Why was such important information not collected."

In the first main landing base in Oceania, the sonorous and powerful voice of the speaker Reynolds spread to the ears of every congressman.

There was a complete silence at the conference table, no one knew anything about the firmament world, this question is destined to be answered by no one

The advance team that was originally a hero of the civilization of the third era immediately became a condemned sinner, and the efforts that had been made for thousands of years were completely wiped out in just a few days.

Facing the question, the few remaining advance team members on Sokotko Island blushed, but did not know how to answer.

Those giant dragons, those crystal jets, suddenly appeared without warning, catching the civilization of the third era by surprise. Before that, they had never heard of it at all, and they didn't even have a hint of warning.

The advance captain Helena disappeared on Socotra Island, and many team members died in battle. The unlucky ones who survived almost took all the pressure.

"A bunch of trash!"

Bang! ~

Reynards, the speaker with the Starry Sky Red Flame Banner behind him, slapped the table heavily with a slap.

beep! ~ A sound of communication access suddenly sounded.

In front of the shuddering congressmen and advance team members, Reynaz opened the communication interface, and then a three-dimensional portrait of a real person was projected.

"Sir, we just lost two sub-bases, and the coalition forces have completely opened the southward passage."

Commander Ma Yuan's face was exhausted, and there were still traces of scorched black and blood stains on his body. Even the highest frontline officer was still affected by the flames of war. The current situation of the battle can be imagined.

Speaker Reynards said in a deep voice: "It seems that the situation is very bad!" He was completely different from the speaker who had slapped the table angrily just now.

Today's human coalition forces have opened the passage to the south so easily, and the strategic depth carefully prepared by the civilization of the third era wasted in an instant. However, after turning around, they returned to the opponent's mysterious reinforcements.

Without this support army, it is absolutely impossible for human civilization to break through layers of resistance so easily and directly threaten the hinterland of the actual control area of ​​​​the Third Era civilization in Oceania.

"Yes, it is!"

Commander Ma Yuan, who is very familiar with the speaker's character, dared not hide anything. He was a little ashamed for not being able to fulfill his duties.

The coalition forces firmly occupying air supremacy have become more and more unscrupulous in attacking the northern battlefield of the Third Era civilization, and this commander has been under unprecedented pressure.

"A strong counterattack must be organized to drive the coalition forces back."

Speaker Reynards frowned, then turned his gaze to look at the member's seat.

"Senator Banuman!"

"Yes! Your Excellency Speaker!"

A member of the War Clan stood up immediately.

"The coalition forces have opened the passage to the south, and our main landing base may be threatened at any time. This time, the Zhan clan needs to restore all this for our civilization. Can you do it?"

Speaker Reynolds looked at the powerful member of the Zhan clan.

The tribe named after war was the most valiant tribe in the civilization of the third era. One warrior of the war clan could often outnumber ten coalition soldiers.

If it weren't for the unfavorable situation on the front line, he would never be willing to use the main force of the Zhan clan, but the current situation has begun to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

If they continue to be so passive, the end of the civilization of the third era is absolutely not what any congressman here would like to see.

At this moment, the entire civilization has been pushed to the brink, and there is no way out.

"Willing to die for our civilization!"

Banuman's voice echoed in the meeting hall like thunder, and he was full of confidence in turning the tide for the entire battle.

In a ground battle where the enemy and the enemy are close in strength, the warriors of the war clan are invincible.

"Then I'll leave it to you! If you need anything, just ask, and all the tribes will fully support you."

Speaker Reynolds nodded. As soon as his words fell, a member of Parliament suddenly stood up. To be precise, in the Civilization Council of the Third Era, the authority was second only to the deputy speaker Reynolds.

The deputy minister of the parliament, Modocori, whose hair is full of blond and light silver, has turned into silver. In the Socotra Island War, he lost his third son Daru and his fiancée, the last generation of advance Captain Helena.

In just three years, the deputy elder seemed to have aged 30 years. He said hoarsely, "I, the Manboya clan, are willing to fully support the Zhan clan in regaining the northern part of the mainland!"

"I, the Emersil clan, are willing to fully support the Zhan clan!"

"I, the Cro, are willing to fully support..."

"My Qiu clan is willing to..."

"I am the Umbley..."

"I am the Hunter..."

Following the statement made by the deputy minister of the parliament, Modocori, six of the twelve dominant tribes and some scattered small tribes expressed their support for the actions of the war clan, asking for people and supplies.

Almost all of them were supporters of the advance team, and many members came from these tribes.

"My Zhan Clan is willing to fight with the coalition forces forever!"

All of a sudden, with the support of so many forces, Banuman, the member of the Zhan clan, became more confident.

The atmosphere at the meeting place seemed to be infected by the words of the Zhan tribe, and more and more members of parliament slapped the table vigorously and shouted in unison.

dong dong!

"Never die!"

dong dong!

"Never die!"

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dong dong!

Two balls of dazzling fireballs exploded one after another in the distance, and the blue-white particle beams that were constantly shooting outward stopped abruptly.

U.S. Captain Grint put away his binoculars, climbed up from behind a pile of rocks, still bowed his body, and gestured to his comrades behind him.

"Hit the target! Transfer immediately!"

"Transfer! Transfer! Go!~"

A small group of American soldiers in yellow and white desert camouflage moved quickly.

"Master Yag, we should go!"

Lieutenant Magellan, the communications officer, made a follow-up gesture to the magician in the gray robe. The two sides did not understand each other, so they could only use such gestures to communicate.

Fortunately, under normal circumstances, there is not much information that needs to be expressed, and the agreed dozen or so gestures are enough.

"Go! Go!"

Magicians are one of the people who are best at learning. In just a few days, Yage, a seventh-level magician, has been able to master some commonly used words.

"Yes! Let's-Go! Move!"

Lieutenant Magellan was carrying the communication radio on his back and nodded vigorously. Who cares about grammar at this time, as long as he can make do with it.

More than a dozen heavily armed elite American soldiers carried weapons such as automatic assault rifles, squad machine guns, large-caliber sniper rifles, and mortars. They carefully alternated back and forth, covering the transfer of the magician Yag to the next scheduled combat position.

At a height of 2000 meters in the sky, an unmanned reconnaissance plane is covering them for reconnaissance to ensure the safety of the magicians on the battlefield.

The team had just evacuated on the front foot, and several spherical bombs fell from the sky on the back foot, blasting several large pits with a diameter of more than two meters in the position where the magician Jag was standing when he released the spell.

The fully armed modern special forces and the magicians who used to only exist in fantasy novels or film and television dramas jointly fight. This kind of scene is really very inconsistent.

In fact, from the very beginning, the T41 team was not very used to the sudden addition of an unarmed magician in the team, just like an extra burden.

It wasn't until the opponent released a shower of meteors and plowed the enemy's position two kilometers away, that these soldiers with M8 light automatic assault rifles realized that they had an extra humanoid self-propelled "Katyusha" , or a humanoid self-propelled "large-caliber howitzer".

The combat effectiveness of the entire team immediately underwent a qualitative change.

The high-level magicians from the sky star have become a highlight on the Oceania battlefield. These humanoid self-propelled artillery cannons beat modern conventional artillery in terms of mobility, striking power, and sustaining power.

Spirit power and elemental energy exhausted? !

After pouring a few fruit-flavored potions and meditating for a while holding the crystal energy magic circle, he was able to fire again.

As for the combat consumables they carry, they are not as heavy as a shell, right?What's more, there is also a space system alchemy memory with a huge capacity.

You only need to take a military off-road jeep or armed helicopter, and under the protection of a small team of special forces, you can carry out raids for thousands of miles, and you can change places as soon as you come. The mobility is so high that you don't want it.

A 155mm caliber howitzer with a weight of at least three tons can only stare blankly on the ground, wanting to move forward at a speed of more than 60 kilometers per hour?Go dreaming!

In the interior of Oceania, there are at least hundreds of special magic teams like this active around the battlefield.

Teams with thunder magicians are also equipped with a variety of individual heavy equipment such as "Earth Warrior" exoskeleton individual tactical armor, "Dragon Guard" individual tactical armor or "Suganov" mobile heavy armor.

There is no other reason, and it is convenient to charge. With such a humanoid generator, there is no need to worry about insufficient power supply.

At least until today's human civilization and Dragoon magic industry have negotiated an import agreement for crystal energy batteries, the special magic teams on the battlefield can only use this artificial method to maintain the continuous combat capability of these individual tactical equipment. A professional magician also needs to bring a high-power transformer.

Because it is not far from the next combat location, the T41 special magic team only needs to walk there.

The communications officer Magellan, who was protected by his comrades with the magician Yag, suddenly said loudly: "The T69 team is under attack, and the command center ordered us to support it immediately."

The captain, Lieutenant Grint, stopped, turned his head and asked, "How far is it?"

"Southwest, 5 kilometers!"

Lieutenant Magellan took out his tactical tablet, swiped it a few times, and an electronic map appeared on the screen.

"Okay! Let's go now! Hope they hold on!"

Lieutenant Glint looked over at the magicians in the line.

Adding magic to an automatic rifle, *** still feels awkward.

"What?"

The magician Yag was stared at with an unnatural expression, what are these earthlings going to do.

"Tell him we're going to use a vehicle, an armored truck."

The language barrier made Lieutenant Grint feel dizzy for a while, so he could only let the communications officer be responsible for assisting in communication.

Most of the materials carried by the special magic team are in the magician's space system alchemy storage, including vehicles.

15 kilometers is not close, not far, an armored truck carrying a magician and a dozen American special forces found the precarious T12 special magic team in 69 minutes.

Three or four U.S. special forces kept turning around and shooting. The M8 light automatic assault rifles in their hands fired long bursts continuously, fighting and retreating. Two burly special forces forced a seemingly wounded magician into the distance. Running wildly, another special soldier followed closely behind, using his body as a meat shield.

There were only half of the team left, and even in the process of fleeing in embarrassment, they still desperately wanted to keep the only magician in the team.

A blue-white particle beam came, and an American special soldier who was in charge of breaking the back was shot through the chest on the spot, and his body froze, and he fell heavily on the ground without moving.

The fleeing T69 team lost one person again.

Behind them, more than 30 "Sauron" war beasts and more than a dozen soldiers of the third era are chasing after them. The drones following the T69 special magic team disappeared, while the drones of the T41 special magic team were on the way. A few minutes ago, a "Dust Bee" unmanned reconnaissance drone of the third era civilization was shot down. The drone contest between the two sides was a one-to-one tie.

"That's right! It's them! Hell, they're going to give up."

Lieutenant Magellan, the communications officer in the passenger seat, turned around and shouted at the people in the truck.

"Stop! Stop! Protect me!"

The magician Yag threw two huge tower shields from the space-system alchemy memory that he carried, then slapped the cockpit of the truck hard, shouting in common language.

Although the two alchemy tower shields are not quite satisfactory in dealing with particle beam attacks, they are better than nothing.

"Protect Yag, he's about to cast his magic! Sniper, put your gun up."

Captain Green's team captain immediately understood what the other party meant, and immediately prepared for battle.

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