Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 71: Whale Song (40)

Dragon Raja 5

The shells flew almost past the crow’s shoulder, and the scorching wind almost scorched its face. The hunting team expressed their determination in this way. They didn’t care who the crow was or whose territory this was. They were willing to pay any price to destroy the back of the crow in front of them.

Crow turned around suddenly and watched the shell explode on Lu Mingfei’s back. Vehicles on both sides of the road were blown away by the blast.

The pungent smell of sulfur instantly filled the entire street. The shell was undoubtedly filled with refined sulfur, a chemical produced by alchemy that is extremely toxic to dragons.

“Stop, stop, stop!” the crow yelled while hanging on the railing of the viaduct.

A car that was blown away hit the overpass where the crow was, knocking it crooked. The crow grabbed the railing in time and did not fall off.

But no one cared what he was yelling about. He could only watch as various heavy weapons continuously hit the terrifying figure and exploded. The figure was blown to the ground and staggered. He struggled to get up and fell to the ground again. He waved his claws wildly, but missed. Perhaps he was just a powerful but low-intelligence monster who could not even distinguish who the enemy was.

Like a saber-toothed tiger besieged by primitive bows and arrows, it roared and struggled, revealing its proud sharp teeth, wanting to bite the enemy to death, but it was at a loss as to what had hurt itself, and ran wildly until it bled to death.

At this time, in the monitoring room of the outdoor advertising company, a man in black was wiping the knife in his hand and watching the scene from the monitor.

There were corpses all around him, and blood covered the walls, like some kind of contemporary art painting.

That armor-piercing discarding sabot round was only the first shot. In the next half minute, countless firepower poured down on that ferocious figure, including aircraft cannons, honeycomb rockets, and ground-to-ground missiles… Such an inconspicuous helicopter, which looked like something flying around in the Tokyo sky with an advertising flag, poured ammunition at that figure that was enough to destroy a small army.

From the monitor, it looked like a dragonfly spewing out pillars of fire that only a dragon could spit out.

The explosions continued, and the flying shrapnel destroyed the road surface in an instant. The air waves and shock waves destroyed most of the windows along the street. The large advertising screens along the street dimmed one after another, and the air raid sirens swept across the city of Tokyo.

“It’s truly the work of the academy. They’ve treated Tokyo like a shooting range,” the man praised softly.

He wanted to continue watching, but he heard hurried footsteps. The people coming were strictly trained people, probably the elite of the Eight Snake Clans.

“What a bummer! It was such a wonderful show.” The man sighed and left the monitoring room, not forgetting to lock the door before leaving.

It would take quite some time to break down this sturdy door, and during this time the man was preaching everywhere in the streets and alleys of Tokyo.

“Number Four, the ammunition is exhausted!” Gonzalez threw away the shoulder-fired missile in his hand.

“Number Six, out of ammunition!”

“Number Seven, out of ammunition!”

Reports kept coming into Isabel’s ears through the headphones. In such dense artillery fire, it was impossible to communicate without the help of a walkie-talkie.

Even this modified helicopter could not withstand the recoil of the artillery fire. It vibrated violently, as if it would fall apart at any time.

The gunfire finally stopped. All the heavy ammunition carried by everyone, including the helicopters, was used up. The whole street was filled with yellow-green mist, which contained a large amount of refined sulfur powder and mercury vapor – these are chemicals that are highly toxic to dragons – but also the effect of smoke bombs. Smoke bombs were included in the ammunition they fired from the beginning. Although this would affect the line of sight, it also prevented nearby residents from seeing the truth of the battlefield.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, the academy does not want news like “Armed thugs using heavy firepower to snipe monsters on the streets of Tokyo” to become the headlines of tomorrow morning’s news.

“Is he still alive?” Isabel asked in a low voice.

“We need to make sure he’s dead. Commandos, get ready. Victoria, Gonzalez, and me!” Isabel put on a gas mask. “Release the rope! Snipers, get ready. If he’s still alive, shoot. Don’t worry about us!”

As the three commandos descended along the rope, the dark red light of the laser aiming shot into the yellow-green fog, and the commissioners monitored the entire street through infrared eyepieces.

Now the whole street is still covered by high-temperature explosion dust, and the infrared eyepiece is also blurry, but at this moment there is a level 4 wind in Tokyo city, and the explosion dust will soon dissipate, and at that time all high-temperature objects will become visible.

Is the monster still alive? No one is sure.