MTL - Stratholme God-v2 Chapter 1400 【Aeolus Pterodactyl】

   Chapter 1400 [Fengshen Pterodactyl]

   "How to support?" McDougall asked knowingly.

  Fina's movements were slow, slow enough for McDonald's and the two guards behind him to see clearly.

  Finner is leaving the decision to McDonald's.

   This is the most difficult place for a dog thief.

   On the other hand, McDonald's also knows that if you don't advance, you will retreat. Many times, when you reach a certain position, you can't help yourself. If you don't join, either your subordinates force you to join, or the big team will disperse.

  Golden Sword Port is of course MacDonald's idle chess move, and this is also all Fenna's efforts.

   Gently felt the rubbing of Fenna's fingers, the roughness on it didn't look like an elegant noble girl's hand at all. Not only are there calluses from practicing swordsmanship, but also the traces left by various labors all year round.

  The dog thief has never tried so much...

   Well, personally test, none of Ai Xing's high-quality heroines are ugly.

   One day later, on a rare occasion, the Duchess of the Golden Sword convened a ball and invited the nearby dukes Serriek and Braumux, as well as the nearby Feathermoon Fortress, Shandris.

  It was very common for nobles to hold balls.

  Unusually, the figure of the emperor appeared in the guest seat.

   Three months later, the Duchess of the Golden Sword publicly announced her pregnancy, and the Stratholme royal family came to congratulate her publicly.

   Ten months later, the Duchess of Golden Sword gave birth to a baby girl, who was personally named [Selena] by His Majesty.

   Well, I understand everything.

By the way, when Gina*Golden Sword and Fenna*Golden Sword mother and daughter sent a full moon wine invitation to Princess Jaina of Kul Tiras together, looking at the beautiful black-haired baby girl in the photo, Jaina only felt black eyes...

   That's a later story, time goes back to the late autumn of November 2019 at the Dark Portal.

   This year, even though the alliance and the Iron Horde have been fighting for a year, farming has really not been down much.

  Except for the three provinces of Silverpine Forest, Hillsbrad Foothills and Lordamere Lake, which were affected by the war, rare harvests were obtained throughout the Alliance.

   This is the best guarantee for a fierce battle.

  After the war on Zandalar Island ended, the Stratholme Empire did not interfere in the war in Pandaria on the surface, but in fact it did.

  The pterosaur **** Paku was persuaded by the black dragon bosses such as Ebonok, and he happily injected divine power when he slapped the mother pterosaur, which brought a qualitative change to the descendants born.

  A brand new flying unit [Aeolus Pterodactyl] has appeared in the alliance military.

   This is a large flying unit no less than a Chimera in size.

   looks similar to Pterosaurs, but is much larger.

  After the wind **** pterosaur is attached to the saddle by straps, a large alloy platform saddle of three meters by six meters can be installed. The length and width of the platform can be expanded to a certain extent without affecting its flying ability.

   The point is: Aeolus Pterosaurs can carry things with a total weight of no more than 30 tons, and cruise over 100 kilometers, at the cost of consuming the meat of two cows.

The appearance of    Fengshen Pterosaurs perfectly filled the gap of the Alliance Air Force. In places like Pandaria and Draenor, where airships cannot be used temporarily due to the laws of space.

   Fengshen Pterosaur is an air turret.

  The frenzied sand sculpture player installed four 40mm twin-mounted Bofors anti-aircraft guns and four 20mm cyclone cannons on the platform on the back of the Fengshen Pterosaur.

   also has a second model, which is equipped with two 105mm howitzers and four cyclone cannons.

   This kind of firepower is definitely a dimensionality reduction blow for the tribe.

  The Iron Horde defended Draenor well, but the Pandaria Tribe, which lacked support, was miserable. Malkorok's troops were simply beaten unilaterally.

  The back of a dragon is always bumpy.

   Even if the platform saddle is specially equipped with guide rails and lifelines to prevent the members from falling down, many ordinary soldiers who don't like bumps will still be tossed and spit out, like nectar from the sky.

  The pilot looks handsome, but when it comes to the real test, few can pass it. Let’s take a vision test first, let you see a [C] with only a small opening, and then turn in eight directions to judge. Turn around and let you spin around for thirty seconds, then walk down the ground in a straight line.

   These two items alone can brush 99% of ordinary people.

   In the final analysis, Fengshen Pterosaur is still mainly played by sand sculpture players at this stage. Don't look at their waves, these are the elites out of 1.4 billion people.

   In addition, Aeolus Pterodactyl also has an advantage that ordinary flying destroyers do not have - it can land on almost any terrain.

   "There!" [zeta2016] With a single finger, the wind **** pterosaur, who is familiar with human nature, immediately grabbed his limbs on a steep, hook-like mountain by climbing.

  This is not important, the important thing is that this is just opposite a camp of the Malkorok army below!

   "Boom" made a few loud noises, and the orc camp was filled with blood. The 105mm howitzer opened several large pits on the ground, and the blasted rocks were reaping the lives of the surrounding orcs like shotgun shells.

   "What are you doing? Didn't I say that once attacked, I would fight back as soon as possible?" Malkorok rushed out furiously.

   "I can't fight back!"

   "The enemy! Where is the enemy?"

   "Up...above!" The bitter adjutant pointed diagonally upwards.

   Malkorok was completely dumbfounded.

   What the **** is that?

   A cliff!

   is still a Jedi that is slippery and has nowhere to borrow.

   No one can go up except flying creatures.

   But that place is less than 400 meters away from the orc camp in a straight line. Well, it is almost 300 meters from the ground, and the parallel distance is less than 50 meters.

  The three Fengshen pterosaurs climbed there, making the platform on their backs at a forty-five-degree angle to the ground, and the artillery above was frantically pouring firepower.

   At this distance, even if you throw a grenade above it, you can hit it.

   In fact, sand sculpture players did.

   For well-equipped orc soldiers, the general sky-breaking grenade is really limited in lethality. Orc skin is thick and fleshy, and fragments are often difficult to penetrate the 5mm black iron armor.

   So they used [Thermite Grenade]!

   Malkorok, who was distracted by the cannon and machine guns, suddenly had a premonition of impending doom spread in his heart, "Rewind! Rewind!"

   he screamed immediately, but was still a step behind.

   I saw these little cuties that fell from the sky exploded above the three finally big tents. Almost in a blink of an eye, the two Kor'kron guards who had been cultivated for a long time in multiple teams were completely wiped out.

  These carefully selected orc warriors changed from big living to mature in less than three seconds.

   In fact, Malkorok himself was burned by thermite grenades. It was just the [Anger] that lingered around his body and the [Shield Wall] he had just opened that saved his life. It's just that the deputy next to him was not so lucky, and was directly burned to coke in the high temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius.

   "Air Force! Where is our Air Force?" Malkorok cursed.

   "The two-footed dragons have long since died, and the mantis people have also run away..." Some of the surrounding subordinates replied resentfully.

  Empress of the Mantis people abandoned the Iron Horde because of the heavy losses, and led all the remnants to leave their hometown and rush to the dark country of her master N'Zoth...

   Originally, Markorok thought he was going to be beaten unilaterally this time.

but……

  The death was unpredictable, and the two were amused, and suddenly they fell down.

   Markorok looked at the [Three Points and One Line] and [Boring to Go to the brothel alone, get slapped in vain] who actually used a parachute and didn't fall into meat sauce, and ordered: "Burn their waists and hang up the flagpole for me!"

   (end of this chapter)