900 A blood-colored meeting gift (1)

With the order to attack, a large number of busy figures appeared on the two huge metal floating islands.

Huge wooden boxes were opened one after another, and strange-looking aircraft were carried out and arranged on the deck.

These aircraft were about two meters long, silver-white in color, and shimmered with a dazzling luster. They could be remotely controlled to take off and land vertically.

As the technician activated the aircraft, the aircraft immediately buzzed and rose from the deck, covering a large area of the sea like dark clouds.

Due to the water world's restriction of not being able to fly high, these aircraft were only able to maintain an altitude of about ten meters above the sea surface and could not go any higher.

If one were to look down from the sky, one would see that these flying machines were like a school of fish swimming in the air, charging towards the Allied forces.

It didn't take long for the images sent back by the aircraft to appear on the display of the ship's technical staff.

A large number of trash warships were heading towards the Holy Dragon City Army.

Through the images on the screen, everyone saw the remnant clan members on the sea who were driving the garbage warships and the shocked expressions on their faces.

As if they had realized that these aircraft were very dangerous, the moment they approached, the garbage warships also launched dense arrows and harpoons at the aircraft.

The actions of the sea vestigial tribe were obviously to smash the aircraft into the sea.

It was also at this moment that the aircraft flying at the front suddenly exploded. With a muffled sound, countless steel balls shot out.

These spattering steel balls were like a storm, enveloping all the sea vestigial creatures below. The steel balls with terrifying kinetic energy also entered the bodies of the sea vestigial creatures!

Amidst the sound of rain hitting banana leaves, a bloody mist suddenly rose up. Countless sea tribe descendants screamed and fell, their bodies full of dense bloody holes.

The originally clear seawater instantly changed color!

As the first aircraft exploded, the other aircraft that followed seemed to be infected as well. They exploded one after another over the garbage warships.

It was like the sound of firecrackers during the new year, rising and falling one after another!

What accompanied these explosions were waves of painful wails!

The two sides had not even met yet, but the Holy Dragon City had already used a large number of flying machines to give the Allied forces a fierce show of strength!

The cost of such a micro-drone was not very high. Compared to the missiles that cost millions, it was undoubtedly more affordable.

The weapon on the aircraft was actually a small fuel-air explosive.

Although the fuel-air explosives were mainly used to kill indoor targets, they were still quite lethal when used in the open.

Moreover, these small fuel-air explosives were not ordinary weapons. They had been specially modified by the Holy Dragon city's researchers, and their lethality had been raised by more than one level.

In the face of such a terrifying weapon, the sea vestigial tribe, which only had a small amount of protection, could not resist effectively at all.

The aircrafts exploded one after another, causing blood-red splatters in the middle of the Allied forces. As the ships flipped over, people screamed in pain!

Even though the sea's native clan had raised their shields to defend, how could their simple shields block the penetration of such a terrifying weapon? many people raised their shields and screamed in pain, blood spurting out of their bodies.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up and shoot them down!"

One of the tribe leaders was so furious that he roared as he picked up the harpoon beside him and threw it at the sky.

A series of crisp sounds rang out, and all the aircrafts that came into contact with the harpoon were sent flying by the huge force before falling back into the sea.

The Holy Masters of the tribe on the trashy warships even activated their protective shields to protect themselves and the people around them.

After the initial shock and panic, the Allied forces had already recovered from the panic.

At this time, the sea's lost race, who had recovered from their shock, launched attacks at the aircraft that were flying in the sky, almost throwing everything around them.

As more and more weapons were thrown into the sky, the aircraft that arrived behind them were destroyed one by one and fell into the sea.

Due to the water world's no-fly restriction, the power of these weapons, which could only fly close to the sea, was greatly reduced. As a result, only two or three out of ten planes would successfully detonate when they approached the tribal Coalition forces.

Even so, it still caused extremely heavy casualties to the Allied forces. The psychological pressure it brought made the Allied forces a little scared even before the battle.

By the time the last aircraft was shot down, the sea around the Allied forces was covered with floating corpses. The garbage warships were riddled with holes, and wails and moans could be heard.

The two sides had yet to come into contact, but the Holy Dragon City had already caused such a large number of casualties to the Allied forces. If they were to officially come into contact, the casualties would probably be even more serious.

For a moment, many of the tribe members couldn't help but think of retreating.

However, in the hearts of many of the sea tribe's descendants, there was an uncontrollable anger. This was because the death of their friends and family had seriously provoked them.

&Nbsp; one of the tribe leaders grabbed a flying device that had been broken into two and smashed it into pieces. His eyes were bloodshot as he let out a furious roar.

He turned around and looked at the sea behind him, his eyes filled with pain and hatred.

In just a few minutes, half of his tribesmen had been affected, and hundreds of them had been killed or injured.

As for his son, he had also been shot in the heart by the steel ball in the explosion just now and was now dead!

And that was only the casualties of his tribe. The other tribes also suffered varying degrees of casualties. In fact, almost the entire tribe was injured by the steel balls shot out by the aircraft!

Looking at the corpses and injuries of his clansmen, the chief of the tribe was so angry that he was trembling.

damn Holy Dragon City, I swear that I will definitely make you pay with your blood!

It was a pity that no one cared about the oath of the chief of this small tribe at this moment, because they were all busy treating the wounded and repairing the damaged garbage warship.

However, there were still many cultivators in the tribe who were shocked by this tragic scene. They were all so angry that their eyes were about to pop out. They looked at the blood-stained sea and gritted their teeth.

defeat Holy Dragon City and avenge our clansmen!

A tribesman stood up from beside the corpse of his companion, raised the simple weapon in his hand, and roared through gritted teeth.

When the lost race on the sea heard this, they also raised their weapons and shouted the same slogan. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they could not wait to kill their way to the Holy Dragon City and fight to the death!

In the blink of an eye, the entire sea was filled with cries for revenge. This caused the originally gloomy nine-headed snake tribe commander to slowly reveal a faint smile.

He waved his hand and shouted in the direction of the Holy Dragon City, " all troops, speed up. We'll fight the Holy Dragon City to the death and avenge our clansmen who just died!

As soon as he finished speaking, all the trashy warships charged forward at the same time, their speed more than twice as fast as before.