As the attack order was issued, a large number of busy figures suddenly appeared on the two huge metal floating islands.
I saw huge wooden boxes being opened one after another, and then I saw strange-looking aircraft being carried out and densely arranged on the deck.
These aircraft are about two meters in length, are silver-white in color, shine with a dazzling luster, and can take off and land vertically by remote control.
As the technicians chose to start, these aircraft immediately made a buzzing sound, and then continuously soared from the deck, covering a large area of the sea like dark clouds.
Due to the restriction of flying high in the water world, the height of these aircraft is only maintained at about ten meters above the sea and cannot be raised upwards.
If you look down from the air, you will find that the swarms of aircraft are like schools of fish passing through the air, rushing towards the tribal alliance in an overwhelming manner.
Not long after, the images transmitted back from the aircraft appeared on the monitors of the technicians on the ship.
A large, densely packed mass of junk warships was heading towards the position of the Holy Dragon City Legion.
Through the images on the screen, everyone saw the survivors at sea who were driving junk warships, and the shocked expressions on their faces at this time.
It seemed that they realized that these aircraft were quite dangerous, so the moment they approached, dense arrows and harpoons flew from those junk warships, attacking towards these aircraft.
The actions of these survivors at sea were obviously to drop the aircraft into the sea.
At this moment, an aircraft flying in the front suddenly exploded. While making a muffled sound, countless steel balls burst out.
These splashing steel balls were like a gust of wind and rain, covering all the survivors at sea below. The steel balls carrying terrifying kinetic energy also entered the bodies of the survivors at sea one after another!
Like the sound of rain hitting plantains, pieces of blood mist suddenly rose up. Countless survivors at sea screamed and fell, their bodies covered with dense blood holes.
The originally clear water suddenly changed color!
As the first aircraft detonated, the aircraft that followed also exploded one after another over these garbage warships, as if they were infected.
Just like the sound of firecrackers during the New Year, one after another, one after another!
Accompanying these explosions were screams and wails full of pain!
Before the two sides met, Shenglong City used a large number of aircraft to give the tribal alliance a severe blow!
The cost of this kind of micro-aircraft is not very high, and it is undoubtedly more cost-effective than missiles that cost millions.
The weapon carried on the aircraft is actually a small cloud burst bomb.
Although weapons such as cloud bombs are mainly aimed at killing indoor targets, when used in the open air, they still have a lethality that cannot be underestimated!
What's more, this kind of small cloud explosive bomb is not an ordinary weapon. It has been specially modified by the scientific researchers of Shenglong City, and its lethality has been increased by more than one level.
Facing such a terrifying weapon, the survivors at sea with only a small amount of protection were simply unable to effectively resist it.
At this moment, aircraft after aircraft were seen exploding one after another, setting off bloody waves among the tribal coalition forces. People were capsized and the screams were endless!
Even though the survivors at sea had raised their shields for defense, the simple shields could not stop the penetration of such a terrifying weapon. Many people raised their shields and screamed, with blood spurting out from their bodies.
"Quick, quick, knock them down!"
A tribe leader was so angry that he picked up the harpoon beside him and threw it into the sky.
Just a crisp sound was heard, and all the aircraft that came into contact with the harpoon were smashed by the huge force and flew in all directions, and then plunged into the sea water.
The tribal magicians on those junk warships even put up protective shields one after another to protect themselves and the tribesmen around them.
After the initial shock and panic, the tribal coalition has recovered from the panic.
At this time, the survivors of the sea who had come to their senses began to attack the aircraft flying in the sky, throwing away almost everything they had around them.
More and more weapons were thrown into the sky, causing the aircraft that came later to be destroyed piece by piece, and fell into the sea one after another.
Due to the restricted air restrictions in the water world, the power of these weapons that were only waiting to fly close to the sea was greatly reduced, so that when they approached the skies above the tribal alliance, only two or three out of ten aircraft would successfully detonate.
But even so, it still caused extremely heavy casualties to the tribal coalition forces, especially the psychological pressure it caused, which made the tribal coalition forces timid before fighting.
When the last aircraft was shot down, the sea around the tribal alliance was full of floating corpses. The junk warships were riddled with holes, and the sounds of wailing and groaning could be heard one after another.
Even before the two sides came into contact, Shenglong City had already caused so many casualties to the tribal coalition forces. If there was formal contact, the casualties would probably be even more serious.
For a time, many tribesmen couldn't help but have a thought of retreating.
But in the hearts of more survivors at sea, there is uncontrollable anger, because the deaths of relatives, friends and companions have seriously stimulated them.
A tribe leader grabbed an aircraft that was broken into two parts from the water, smashed it into pieces viciously, his eyes were red, and he let out an unwilling roar.
Turning his head to look at the messy sea behind him, his eyes showed deep pain and hatred.
The attack that took just a few minutes had actually affected half of his tribe's members, and the number of casualties exceeded hundreds.
And his son, who was also shot in the heart by a steel ball in the explosion just now, was already dead!
This is only the casualty of one of his tribes. The casualties of other tribes are also light and heavy. What's more, almost the entire tribe was injured by the steel balls shot when the aircraft exploded!
Looking at the corpses and injuries of his people, the clan leader of that tribe was already shaking with anger.
"Damn Holy Dragon City, I swear, I will definitely make you pay with blood!"
It's a pity that no one paid attention to the oath of the leader of this small tribe at this moment, because they were all busy rescuing the wounded and repairing the junk warship that was riddled with holes.
However, there were still many tribal monks who were stimulated by this tragic scene. They all looked at the seawater soaked in blood with their eyes split open, and their teeth gritted loudly.
"Defeat Holy Dragon City and avenge the people!"
A tribesman stood up from the body of his companion, raised the crude weapon in his hand, and roared with gritted teeth.
Hearing this, the survivors of the sea next to them also raised their weapons and shouted the same slogans. Their eyes were red and they wished they could fight to the death in front of the Holy Dragon City now!
In the blink of an eye, the entire sea surface was filled with shouts of revenge and bloodshed, which also made the originally gloomy-looking leader of the Hydra tribe slowly reveal a faint smile on his lips.
I saw him waving his hand and shouting in the direction of Holy Dragon City: "Speed up the whole army, fight to the death with Holy Dragon City, and avenge the clan members who just died!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the junk warships were seen rushing forward at the same time, and their speed was more than twice as fast as before.