These strange things don't have any wings, and the two leaves on their backs are spinning constantly, making a huge roar.

This is the latest experimental helicopter developed by the arsenal!

Countless Misty Mountain people were attracted by these strange sounds and walked out of the cave, without any idea of ​​the terrible danger their actions would bring.

"This is Unit 3. We have discovered a tribe in the Misty Mountains that has not been destroyed. Please prepare for bombing."

Located in front of the hatch of a helicopter, an elf bombardier with a parachute on his back and a telescope in his hand was constantly looking at the Misty Mountain Man in the distance, with a sinister smile on his face.

In his hand was a strange-looking plastic box, from which came a vague and harsh voice:

"The lead aircraft has been received, and all helicopters have begun to prepare for low-altitude bomb drops. Don't make the mistake of being carelessly hit by an arrow in the knee like last time."

"clear!"

After carefully putting the walkie-talkie in his hand into his arms, the bombardier took out an incendiary bomb from the fixed box next to it and reached towards the cabin door.

According to the great mechanic Anson, these walkie-talkies are products of the old era that cannot be mass-produced, and there is no way to repair them. It can be said that one is worn out and one is missing.

And Lohan even issued a death order. If any soldier dares to break the walkie-talkie, let him experience the feeling of having his legs chopped off for 20 years!

Under this situation, the elven warriors regarded these little black boxes full of human pulp and inconspicuous appearance as the most real treasures.

"Speaking of which, we obviously already have magical machines like helicopters. Why do we still need to use the most primitive manual bomb release? Can't we just install a cannon on the helicopter?"

After weighing the incendiary bomb in his hand, the bombardier looked helplessly at the Misty Mountain Man below, and then threw the incendiary bomb in his hand.

The pilot nervously looked at the various hand-made simple instruments on the helicopter. Hearing the sigh of the bombardier behind him, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said:

"What nonsense is this? If you really want to install a cannon on the helicopter, this machine will probably disintegrate in the sky!"

"I'm just sighing, why are you so irritable? Be careful of affecting your lifespan, you are a short-lived species."

The bombardier looked down at the Misty Mountain people who were wailing and fleeing in the sea of ​​fire with a playful smile. It was hard to imagine that this quarrel could happen between a human and Druch.

But this is not surprising. After all, the number of human servants under Rohan's command is increasing day by day. Even the most arrogant elves can only temporarily put aside their prejudices.

After all, compared to the past, humans and elves now believe in the same god. We can see each other without looking up, and we can temporarily put aside each other's opinions.

Suddenly, a rapid and joyful voice came from the bombardier's arms, loudly announcing to all the helicopters:

"Quickly, report it to the temporary airport. We have found the target cat god!"
Chapter completed!