Chapter 1063 Aerial Reconnaissance

Under the personal control of the Commander-in-Chief, various departments of the investigation team achieved amazing efficiency.

A series of tedious tasks such as the renovation and debugging of the airship that had been stored for many years, the preparation of combat supplies, and the arrangement of accompanying personnel were all completed in just two days.

On the morning of the third day after Gordon Fengying returned to the Star Stronghold, the airship called "Stars" by the veteran craftsmen of the second phase of the regiment set sail on the morning breeze.

Standing on the pod deck that was transformed from the stern of the ship and was a bit fat overall, Gordon felt like "it's been a long time".

He held on to the railing, overlooking the distant star stronghold, and couldn't help but sigh, "The stability and comfort of the airship are indeed incomparable to the pterosaur."

"Woof!"

The two toothed hounds lying on the deck grinned almost to the base of their ears.

According to the original plan, the boxes of supplies fixed around were all going to be carried to the wasteland of the Big Ant Mound on their backs.

Even if I don’t know how many trips I have to make.

Long live the airship!

Isana, who was accompanying the equipment craftsman, regretted: "It's a pity that time is too tight, otherwise we would have to build a dragon gun. An airship without a dragon gun is incomplete!"

Do you have any misunderstanding about the concept of "empty boat"?

Feng Ying wanted to complain a few words, but looking at the black-horned dragon shield ax that had regained its luster in her arms, she chose to shut up.

Whatever the master craftsman says, that’s what it is!

The number of people who set off with the airship was not small. In addition to Gordon and their editor partners, as well as Isana, the accompanying craftsman, there were also several teams of young hunters with good skills.

The cycle of this battle is unprecedentedly long, and the upper level hunters alone cannot sustain it.

Fortunately, riding a pterosaur onto the body of a molten mountain dragon to destroy it does not require too much hard power, but more importantly tests the courage of the hunters.

In front of the "Brave" and "White Wind", bragging about one's own strength will be a bit embarrassing, but when it comes to courage, no young man who has the strength to be promoted to three or four stars will think that he is timid.

They were even generally a little excited - excited about being about to participate in the battle against the ancient dragon species.

When we were in the Old Continent, the guild kept a tight seal on information related to the ancient dragon species, but after joining the investigation team and coming to the New Continent, we would still be able to learn more about it.

I didn’t expect that I would have the opportunity to do it!

Looking at the young hunters chattering in groups on the deck, Gordon couldn't help but think back to his younger self.

No, I shouldn’t be considered “old” if I’m still two months short of thirty, right?

After a few words of self-deprecation in his mind, Gordon said loudly: "Hurry up and rest. You won't have so much time once the battle starts!"

After saying that, he left the deck and went down to the cabin.

The young hunters laughed and laughed in response from behind.

"Yes! Mr. Gordon!"

"Sister Feng Ying, the brave man is much more powerful than you, please study more!"

"How presumptuous! I want to call you 'the leader of the fifth period'!"

"roll!"

Due to her size, it was difficult for Feng Ying to establish a dignified image in front of her peers. She followed Gordon and came to the cabin angrily.

The cabin was filled with supplies, and there was even little room to stay.

Pork Chop was sticking his butt out and burying his head in tinkering with a batch of wooden barrels. These were all semi-finished bomb barrels. As for the most dangerous work of installing lead wires, he had to wait until he arrived at the camp in the Big Ant Mound Wasteland.

"How's the progress?" Gordon walked over and asked.

Pork Chops with thick black eyes emerged from under a wooden barrel, "It's almost done, meow, we're still almost finished, meow."

Feng Ying, who was following her, wanted to squat down out of habit, but suddenly realized that if she squatted down, she would have to look up at the pork chop. She immediately stopped her movement and instead reached out to help the pig chop dust off her body.

"How about I go up there and call a few people down to help?" Feng Ying suggested.

"Forget it, meow." Pig Chop shook his body vigorously, "This batch of gunpowder has been added with ingredients, and the triggering structure of the barrel has also been changed, meow. Let people who are not familiar with these come in. If it explodes, we will release it together. Fireworks meow.”

"Add ingredients."

Looking at the rows of wooden barrels in the dim cabin, Feng Ying shuddered, "Aren't these all those dragon-killing carbons?"

"How is it possible, meow? Where do you get so many materials, meow? These are just relatively powerful explosive barrels, meow."

"What's the bigger method?" Gordon asked cautiously.

Pig Chop raised his face, bared his fangs and showed a dangerous smile, "Please stop thinking about using a knife to detonate meow, people will be dead, meow."

Riding a pterosaur, hovering nearly a thousand meters in the sky.

At this height, most types of monsters will turn into inconspicuous dots, but the Lava Mountain Dragon, which is more than 250 meters long, still occupies a large area of ​​sight.

It walked slowly on the Gobi Desert, each step was heavy and steady, and its movements seemed to have been slowed down countless times.

But only in this way can we balance that huge body like a mountain.

"It's so big!" The huge helmet made Gale's shouts become louder and louder.

Anhil squinted his eyes as he looked at the staggering giant beast below. He had long been accustomed to someone's dirty talk and had learned to ignore it.

As long as he doesn't act careless in front of his daughter, he doesn't bother to correct anything.

"Ji Ga, Ji Ga!"

A harsh and unpleasant chirping sound came, and several acid pterosaurs flapped their wings and circled around them.

Just like the old mountain dragons were followed by a large group of snake dragons and speed dragons waiting to pick up bargains, the melting mountain dragons were also surrounded by a large number of acid pterosaurs and sound pterosaurs.

When they saw other creatures flying in the sky, they came up to see if there were any bargains to pick up.

"Ga--!"

Above the hunters' heads, the acid pterosaurs, which were carefully raised and bred by the investigation team and were much larger and stronger than their wild counterparts, roared back without fear.

If they were not controlled by the hunters, they would even want to rush into the wild pterosaurs and kill and wreak havoc.

A few years ago, Gordon and his three people spent a lot of effort to bring back a few acid pterosaurs from the Grand Canyon, and they have bred a small tribe.

Today, these huge and ferocious acid pterosaurs have replaced the docile walking pterosaurs and become the first choice for many investigation team hunters.

Although they are unruly and difficult to train, as long as they are beaten a few more times and subdued, they are indeed more useful than the docile walking pterosaurs.

Fast, strong, and courageous, if it were a pterosaur, it would have panicked in the current situation surrounded by wild acid pterosaurs.

The roar of the acid pterosaurs did not drive away their greedy wild kin.

The wild pterosaurs naturally did not dare to attack the two strong acid pterosaurs, but they wanted to have a share.

That's right, in the eyes of these wild pterosaurs with low IQs, the hunters hanging under the acid pterosaurs were prey captured by the latter. If they rushed up when they were not prepared, they might be able to snatch a leg or something.

"Tsk." Gale smacked his lips in annoyance.

With his left hand, he stabilized the rope that controlled the acid pterosaurs, and with his right hand, he took the black feather crossbow from behind him, and swung his arm to unfold the crossbow.

The crossbow bullets had been loaded in advance, and when he pulled the trigger, a series of penetrating bullets flew out, and the wild pterosaurs circling around screamed.

Two of them were severely injured by the rapid-fire penetrating bullets and fell down with screams. The roar of the crossbow bullets scared the rest and made them flee in all directions.

"Done!" Gale put away the light crossbow and looked at Anxiel not far away with pride.

The heavy crossbow can't be fired with one hand, right? Hehehe.

Even if he couldn't see it, Anxiel could guess Gale's expression and laughed, "Who are you winking at with that helmet on?"

"You are jealous!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Descend!"