Stratholme God

   Chapter 1251 Heavy anti-aircraft guns

   McDonald's with a question mark.

   Unfortunately, his innocent expression could not fool Nozdormu.

"Look at the good things you and your subordinates have done. If it wasn't for the star soul protecting you, you would have been the enemy of the bronze dragon." Nozdormu said a word, making the red and green dragon kings look at McDonald's strangely. weird.

  Mike actor stopped acting, and the corner of his mouth raised: "At least Planet Azeroth is better than before, isn't it?"

  Nozdormu: "..."

  What is fearless?

  This is to be fearless!

   Hey hey hey! I just like your feeling of 'I am unhappy and I have to rely on me'.

   As a riddle dragon, Nozdormu has never been a talker.

   has made a candidate, and he will not speak.

   McDonald actually thought about whether there would be anything wrong if the two fools were allowed to return to the Battle of the Ancients. However, Nozdormu was bitten to death and refused to let go, and Mai Xie could not do anything about it.

   Contribute to the world, two people and one dragon are bound to do it.

   "Brother, is there anything I should pay attention to?" The two fools asked McDonald quietly.

   "Uh, don't do superfluous things."

"E.g?"

McDonnell glanced at Maiev and Tyrande and sighed: "If you showed mercy 10,000 years ago, you would still have to pay the bill 10,000 years later. When the time comes, the sea of ​​love will spread, and after returning to this point in time, a female elf will come with you. Your Dragon Lady is fighting to the death, who are you helping?"

  The second fool felt the gaze of his [Dream Weaver] Long Niang, and suddenly shivered, and said from his heart: "I am very specific, unlike you, eldest brother."

  I don't know why, McDonald's suddenly wanted to **** Alsace.

  This kid can't speak since he was a child. If you don't say it, just 'hold it'--

  Looking at McDonald's twitching eyebrows and facial muscles, how fast Ersha was running.

The so-called order of    is just three words: don’t mess around.

   At this point, Nozdormu felt that Ersha was a hundred times better than someone.

After Nozdormu took the three heroes to leave temporarily, Alexstrasza instructed: "We must save our stamina and energy to deal with the [Dragon Soul]. Then, not only the outer defense needs the power of the alliance, we also To temporarily borrow Onyxia to take over the duties of the guardian dragon of the earth."

   "Yes." McDonald nodded, everything was expected.

   In this life, there is no such thing as World Sa. Then it is natural for a few Dragon Kings to play the [Dragon Soul] dungeon, and they want to sit in an 'Internet cafe' for five consecutive sessions, and give priority to the white-washed Black Dragon Princess.

  It turns out that in history, it would be outrageous to let Thrall be on top.

   After all, if there are four dragons and an orc, whether the output is even and harmonious, this needs to be marked with a huge question mark.

   Now that I have Oni, even if she and Kalecgos are a little bit dick, it is actually acceptable.

   McDonald gently pushed the humanoid Onyxia over, she took two steps and looked back suddenly. Instead of looking at McDonald's, she looked at the large group of elves behind McDonald's.

   She suddenly revealed a meaningful smile.

   McDonald's had a bad feeling: "Wait, Oni, don't make trouble."

   "Making trouble? Of course not! My father who is going to destroy the world is not dead, but we are the ones who will die." With some discerning words, the Red Dragon Queen nodded silently.

   However, Princess Black Dragon's smile somehow gave McDonald a cunning feeling, always feeling that she was hiding some tricks.

   In terms of major interests, the two sides are absolutely consistent.

   I don't know what little trick she wants to do.

   If initially riding a dragon was just for a sense of conquest and achievement, after the excitement passed, he accepted this strange mount from the bottom of his heart. It's just that kind of elusive feeling that makes McDonald's a little stingy.

  It’s a pity that I didn’t have time to torture this female dragon with some bad water in her stomach.

   Don't talk about this.

  Since the negotiation has been settled, then this battle must be directed by McDonald himself.

  When the five-colored giant dragons concentrated their main force in the Longmian Temple, as expected, those evil dragons came to kill them flamboyantly.

The cold wind swept across the dry and cracked ice field of the Dragon Bone Wilderness, and with the gust of dragons coming and swaying, the sparse grass and trees on the ice field swayed rustlingly, as if fearfully, bowed down to this cruel and harsh dragon. The army bowed its head and bowed its head.

   Gunner Willie, even though he is in a high position now, doesn't feel that what he has to do is any different from before.

   Shoot! fire! Still firing!

   This is his whole life.

   He stretched out his rough palms, catching the fine snowflakes that would fall on Dragonblight even in the height of summer.

  He raised his head, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.

   The sky of the entire southern Northrend was reflected in his blue eyes like the sea.

   The picturesque beauty of the snow country in the eyes of others, in his eyes, is just a picture full of artillery coordinate parameters.

  Excellent maritime radar gave him more time to deploy, and the rumbling sound of artillery in the distance represented that the powerful Stratholme fleet had opened fire on both wings, intercepting and delaying this huge dragon group.

  The navy bought time to allow Willy to arrange the artillery formations one by one calmly.

   The rigorous artillery arrays that cover each other are like an invisible giant door, lying at the end of the land of Northrend.

   Willy is satisfied with the efficiency of these elite gunners.

   After the ready report came from below, Willie waited patiently for half an hour before he saw the purple-red light spots appearing from the sea-sky junction.

   Staring at the artillery mirror, carefully measuring the distance, wind direction and other data, Willy reported the number.

   He waved his hand forward.

   Immediately——

  The earth is shaking!

The sky-shattering roar of the    artillery salvo from the seaside artillery formation shocked the five-colored giant dragons suspended in the sky 20 kilometers away from the north, encircling the Longmian Temple.

   Above the sea, the twilight dragon rushing in the front seemed to slammed into an invisible wall one by one, and instantly shattered in all directions.

The    elemental cannonball exploded with a loud bang. The sound wave formed a ring-shaped shock wave with the bullet point as the center, sweeping away all around. The huge sound wave suddenly drowned out all the proud noise of the Twilight Dragons.

   Looking at it from a distance, a gorgeous golden rain of light erupted among the dense swarms of dragons.

  The light and rain in the sky combined the elements of holy light, frost and wind, and they urged the broken shrapnel to advance in all directions.

  When the shrapnel hits the dragon wing, the dragon wing will pierce the hole; when the shrapnel hits the dragon scale, the dragon scale will shatter; when it hits the skin, the skin will turn into rotten cloth.

   Hundreds of twilight dragons, who fought as vanguards, fell down just like that, howling and screaming.

After the first salvo of    and destruction, the fragments flying in the air are taken over by the world where everything is frozen...

   This scene has also become a representative work [The Doom of the Twilight Dragon] of a certain who is now a war correspondent and will become a well-known painter after retiring in the future.

   This is the power of the flak40 128mm large-caliber heavy anti-aircraft gun!

   (end of this chapter)