Steel Steam and Flame

"Don't do anything like this in the future. You know those airships have already returned. If we encounter an enemy, we can't help, and sometimes it will become a cumbersome." Ye Jielin finally softened and her tone eased. "No one answered?"

Atohuan nodded and explained: "The encrypted signal is used, and the communicator is also up-to-date. As long as the plan is correct, the other side will definitely receive the signal. I let Cassia follow behind us and come out if there is an emergency. . It should not be far away from us. It stands to reason that after a few correspondences, I will definitely answer back. But..."

"No one answered means that he did receive the signal, but some things have left him no time to press the answer button. The communication application is continuously clicked in the rhythm of the password, telling him that we have evacuated, and waiting for him at the agreed place . Did you tell him our way forward?"

Seeing Atohuan nodded, Ye Jielin asked the group to rush towards the nearest assembly point.

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At the same moment, on the other side of the dense forest, Cassia was hiding behind an old tree, breathing and heartbeat nearly stopping. On the way forward carefully, the sound source hurriedly approached in the sky aroused his vigilance. He found a place to hide for less than a second. Amidst the sound of the ancient branches breaking, heavy objects fell on the covered dead leaves.

The powerful and violent beating of the heart caused the sound waves to disperse in circles, each time like the waves caused by the explosion of a blue silver bullet. From this small aspect, Cassia judged the troublesomeness of what fell. It seemed that he had locked himself in by something. The sound source was originally going to deviate from his own route, but changed its direction in the middle and rushed over.

After landing, there was no noticeable movement, perhaps hiding it so that Cassia disappeared from the lock of perception of what was falling. Without continuing to think, Cassia only retained the auditory operation.

But it was out of season, the vibration came from his pocket, and a slight "buzzing" sound suddenly spread. At the same moment, Cassia felt a suspicious gaze piercing the ancient tree directly, shining on his back.

",,, me,,, food,,, need food,,," is not an imperial language, nor is it a voice that humans can easily produce. The weird voice that surprised Cassia was like the tweet of an ordinary wolf. But I don't know why the sound reaches the ear, and the brain automatically translates it.

Cassia remembered that this is the language of dragons. After entering the military school, a bunch of theory courses have always had the language of the second type of biology.

"Dragons?" Cassia opened his eyes, and the cross pupils were already unconsciously revealed due to the danger of overflowing inside the body. The muscles are tense at the same time, and the syringes around the body can be activated in the shortest time, so that you can enter a scaly state.

The communicator also vibrated one after another at this time. Cassia didn't care about it. At the same time he opened his eyes, the weight of the air made his breathing heavier. Every time his chest was violently ups and downs, his heartbeat also reached the moment after the ancient tree. The same horizontal line as the dragon.

Holding a revolver in one hand and a pneumatic sword in the other, Cassia walked out of the area covered by the ancient tree, only to see the dragon that suddenly fell from mid-air. The blood covered a layer of gray scales, and his body collapsed in the pit of the dead leaves, only his head could move slightly.

The open mouth exhaled white air, his breathing was heavier than Cassia, and his injuries were consuming the remaining vitality of the young dragon. The eyes were half open, and a layer of transparent eye mask was now covered, and the cross pupils in it appeared weaker.

"Tummy,,, I'm so hungry,,,, I want,,, food,,,," the voice fell, and every word struggled with the strength of the young dragon. Fleeing in midair, I felt the same kind of breath on the way, which was eight to nine points similar. Can't bear the huge consumption, the body at this time instinctively deflected and fell towards the source of the breath. But the shadow reflected in its eyes is completely different from its own. The young dragon currently doesn't know what it means, and can only judge by its breath. Unlike the creatures on the side of the deep pit that were filled with the smell of food not long ago, the creatures standing in front of them were indeed roughly the same as themselves, only in different forms. And with the smell of "adult", there is a sense of majesty in it, as well as a feeling of peace of mind but fear.

The rushing things in his body made the young dragon frighten. He didn't know what this feeling meant, but he didn't want to continue feeling it. The throat was neighing, it needed something to drive away this coldness, and the body in front of it was full of what it needed.

Struggling to open his mouth, the young dragon used body movements to represent language, demanding from Cassia.

Standing still in place, Cassia remained alert. After judging the current situation, based on the information obtained from the vibration frequency, he carefully pressed the communicator and told him "I see, I will contact you later", and his attention was completely focused in front of him.

Not knowing the reason for the decision, Cassia took out four tranquilizers and two syringes containing a little concentrated dragon blood, and threw them into the young dragon's open mouth.

The young dragon's tongue rolled and swallowed directly. Ten seconds later, the motionless body regained its tactile sensation, and it trembled slightly, and then the mouth opened wider, that something made it feel happy and felt hope.

Cassia stood still, thinking whether she would throw something into that mouth next. It was a young dragon with serious injuries. The intuitive feeling of the eyes, the big bullet in the palm of the back and the information from the Ato ring just now made Cassia guess something. Faced with the firepower of the airship, the young dragon does not have any defense capabilities. At least in the impression of Cassia, in addition to the adult dragons and the high-end combat capabilities of the empire, he still can't think of anything that can stand alone against a cruiser level. Airship.

In a short silence, Cassia walked five or six meters in front of the young dragon, this distance was enough for him to react. After turning on the pneumatic sword, Cassia inserted it into the rock that could be pulled out at any time by his feet to resist or attack, and then cut an opening in the arm with a tactical knife, and the muscles compressed the thick blood into the young In the mouth of the dragon.

Controlling the quantity, when the high-energy fat began to be consumed to make blood, Cassia pinched the wound, and at the same time pulled out the pneumatic sword to open the distance from the young dragon.

After waiting for a few minutes, the young dragon woke up from a semi-conscious state. But the intelligence is not high, compared to Cassia.

"Hungry..." The young dragon repeated these words, more like a struggle, and Cassia, who was trying to communicate, couldn't get anything from these sounds.

Glancing around, Cassia let out a deep roar, drew out the pneumatic sword, and turned to hide in the dense forest. Soon after, in a wailing, Cassia came back carrying two goats with extremely sturdy horns, and threw the cut pieces of meat into the mouth piece by piece.

"What's your name?" An hour later, Cassia asked, looking at the young dragon who had changed positions and was lying on the ground. The wound on the young dragon's body has been covered by a film and is slowly healing. This reminded Cassia of his self-healing situation after a serious injury, very similar.

"Name?" The young dragon's tongue rolled up, as if repeating Cassia's voice. It regained a bit of vitality, and when it had a bit of activity, it immediately looked over the dense forest, and only a few seconds later, it looked at ease. There was some brilliance in the eyes, staring straight at Cassia, unconsciously opened his mouth, waiting for something.

"What is it called? Title? Name? Code name,,,"

"Code name?" The young dragon has been simply repeating ~www.ltnovel.com~ but at this moment he reacted to this word. The mouth snapped, his head immediately lifted, and the cross pupils in the young dragon's eyes became vigorous.

"246314589451624."

When a string of numbers passed into her ears, Cassia had pulled out her pneumatic sword and came to guard more than a dozen meters away. The young dragon's answer made him ponder, is there any special meaning in the numbers? There is not enough knowledge about dragons, whether it is ecology or habits, there is absolutely no relevant knowledge to analyze and learn from. There is a precedent for talking with dragons, but the difference between this young dragon and Sukarius is too huge, and simple communication cannot be established.

Humans are different from dragons, but the current situation tells Cassia that there seems to be no difference between the two at an early age. The innate advantages brought about by the life level of the second type of creatures are mostly physical fitness and growth length, as well as his efficient learning ability that he still guesses. ...

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