8mi Chapter 739 Negotiation
Chapter 739 Negotiation
Chapter 739 Negotiation
"Lieutenant Colonel Robert, the command ship has sent a message asking us to raise the alert to level 2."
The captain of a British steam airship is usually a lieutenant colonel, while the captain of a large surface ship is a colonel.
After all, no matter how big a steam airship is and how many people it can carry, it cannot compare to a large surface ship. Colonel Brown is a special case.
"UFO?"
"Is Colonel Brown dazzled? Did Admiral George allow him to do whatever he wants?"
Lieutenant Colonel Robert took the magic telegram with an unhappy look on his face. The second-level alert cannot be activated at will. All the people on the ship must be mobilized and enter a state of war. During every exercise, the boilermen would faint from exhaustion and several of them would die of exhaustion.
Afterwards, the boilers had to be shut down one by one and the ash cleaned up, which was a huge project.
For Robert and most British soldiers, North America was the back garden of the British Empire. There were no enemies in the sky here that could threaten them. In the entire world, only France and the German Confederation had the technology for steam airships, not even Tsarist Russia.
Even they could not quietly send a huge steam-powered airship across the Atlantic Ocean to North America. If they really had this ability, it would be enough to teleport a large army to the enemy's capital.
"Sir, are we going to prepare for war?"
"Is it impossible to disobey orders?"
Lieutenant Colonel Robert cursed "idiot" in annoyance and subconsciously moved to the porthole to look out. Outside the heavy glass porthole, there were thick leaden clouds, and it seemed that a heavy rain would come soon.
"Send a message to the command ship, reminding everyone to open the lightning protection array, and by the way, ask, what exactly is that 'possible' enemy, the so-called UFO? It can't be a giant dragon, right?"
Robert's tone was somewhat sarcastic, and at the end he couldn't help laughing out loud. The captain's room was filled with a happy atmosphere, and people were all despising the fuss made by a colonel who had relied on his father's connections to get to the top.
As for Colonel Robert's joke? No one would take it seriously.
If this were the interior of North America, there might really be giant dragons, but this is the east coast of North America, which was discovered two hundred years ago. How could there be giant dragons?
As he was joking, the steam airship under his feet suddenly shook violently, and then the light outside the porthole was quickly filled with darkness. It was a huge dark red, winding, sharp object moving forward at an extremely slow speed.
Then, his golden eyes, which were almost larger than the entire porthole, appeared. His majestic vertical pupils swept across the entire ship with a terrifying pressure.
Robert opened his mouth subconsciously and wanted to shout out at the first moment, but fear was like an invisible hand strangling his throat, and he couldn't say the words even though they were at his throat.
The entire captain's room was eerily quiet.
Everyone's eyes widened, and someone stammered, "The dragon...it's a giant dragon!"
The giant dragon suddenly flapped its wings and flew out of his sight.
In a trance, Lieutenant Colonel Robert seemed to see a hint of human mockery on the dragon's face.
Immediately followed by a roar.
The huge steam airship seemed to have been hit by the body of the giant beast, and the whole ship overturned to the other side. The people on the ship were dizzy, as if they were thrown into a windmill, and they desperately grabbed the objects around them to stabilize their bodies.
If you look from the outside, you can see that the dragon is gliding to the side slowly and gracefully. Just before it moves away from the airship, it gently brushes it with its tail covered with scales and sharp spurs.
The next moment, the sharp spikes opened a long and narrow wound in the "belly" of the airship. The violent airflow instantly pulled out the debris and human bodies inside the airship and threw them into the air.
Among them happened to be Lieutenant Colonel Robert.
Freed from the armored airship, Robert finally had the chance to see the entire body of the so-called "UFO". It looked far smaller than the flagship of the airship formation, the "London". The giant ship commanded by Colonel Brown was 250 meters long, equivalent to three Titanics.
Even his flagship was a hundred meters long, much longer than the dragon.
But that's a dragon!
Compared to the airship corps' self-proclaimed "King of the Sky", it is the undisputed monarch of the sky for thousands of years.
Perhaps one round of bombing by the steam airships would be enough to kill a sleeping ancient dragon with a white crystal bomb, but the problem now was that the entire airship formation did not have much anti-aircraft firepower installed at all.
"We're fucked."
Before the pessimistic mood could spread, the terrifying feeling of weightlessness and the biting cold wind from the high altitude swallowed up all of Robert's thoughts.
In the last moment before he lost consciousness, Robert vaguely saw the huge ship London open fire.
The shells exploded on Lothar's armor, turning into balls of sparks.
"Hmm, it's a little itchy."
Lothar could have dodged it, but he took one on purpose to test its power.
The precedent of the unfortunate Ladon being killed by the human army's firepower made Lothar still have lingering fears about the destructive power of the human army of this era.
But now it seems that the reason why Ladon was so unlucky was probably because he was caught off guard and was hit by the enemy's large-caliber artillery, unlike himself, who was only hit by the small cannon sticking out of the porthole of the giant airship.
"But even if that's the case, Ladong is pretty weak. It's said that ancient dragons get stronger as they get older. Ladong is a proof against this."
Interior of the London.
"Colonel Brown, our No. 3 turret is useless against that dragon!"
The junior officers shouted anxiously.
Admiral George pushed aside Colonel Brown, who was already a little panicked, and gave an order: "Pass on my order, open the magic shield of the London, and let the anti-aircraft firepower of the surface ships provide support. All spellcasters accompanying the army, take off immediately. The London is the face of the empire, and it must not be lost!"
boom!
A violent explosion swept in along with the shock wave, blowing the entire steam airship fleet into pieces. Two unlucky ships collided with each other, and the bow of one airship, which had been specially equipped with a ram, pierced into the belly of the other airship like a steel knife.
Not all steam airships can afford to install magic shields. They are only available to the flagships of the British floating fleet.
"Mr. Admiral, it was the York that exploded!"
Colonel Brown's face was covered in sweat as he anxiously pondered a countermeasure: "General, we can't count on the anti-aircraft firepower of the surface ships. We must save ourselves. That dragon has no grudge against us. Why don't we just use a supply ship to attract its attention and let the main force take the opportunity to escape?"
In this era, steam airships were still cutting-edge weapons, and no one had ever considered developing anti-aircraft weapons. The anti-aircraft guns of surface ships were not much stronger than those of air fleets.
Admiral George sneered, "What do you think the dragon is? A stupid beast? A hound that will chase you if you throw a piece of meat? It's at least an ancient dragon-level creature. How can you fool it with a supply ship?"
As he spoke, he gave a loud order: "But now that you have reminded me, turn on the loudspeaker immediately. I want to have a good talk with this uninvited guest. I don't believe that the dragon, with its greedy and lazy character, will attack our fleet for no reason."
Even if the negotiations fail, we have to delay the time.
As long as they wait until the accompanying mages are ready for battle, a mere dragon will be minced into pieces in front of the British Empire's war machine.
By the way, aren’t those crazy people at Big Ben also considering building the so-called “keel ship”?
It has not been built yet because of the lack of vital dragon bones.
This dragon is definitely qualified.
Lothar flapped his wings hastily to avoid the explosion of the ammunition depot.
The terrifying shock wave made even him feel a little dizzy. These steam airships were actually huge mobile ammunition depots, and no one knew how many bombs were loaded inside.
At this time.
A voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Your Excellency, the Dragon, I am the supreme commander of this fleet, a member of the Order of the Garter of the British Empire, George Norrington. I wonder why you are starting a war?"
As the undisputed world hegemon, Britain is like a golden signboard. Even those sleeping blood ancestors, demon monarchs, and wolf lords have to give some face to the British Empire.
Losa just found it funny. Do you think I don’t know the Union Jack?
"Daying?"
The voice that came back made Admiral George breathe a sigh of relief.
It seems that the other party has also heard of the reputation of Britain, so there is room for negotiations.
Of course, although it was a negotiation, Admiral George had no intention of letting go of a dragon that had destroyed and damaged at least three of his airships. What's more, the Royal Academy of Sciences also needed the dragon as research material.
But that is all a matter for the future. The primary goal now is to stabilize this giant dragon to avoid causing greater damage to the fleet.
However, unexpectedly, the next moment, a mocking voice came into my ears.
"I'm hitting Da Ying."
Immediately afterwards, the dragon's throat turned red, the temperature in the air continued to rise, and the water vapor in the clouds was evaporated in an instant.
boom--
The scarlet dragon flame, like a lightsaber that swept across everything, slammed into the armor of the "London".
(End of this chapter)