Azeroth Trail of Light

"Buzzing"

The long and narrow aircraft flew quickly over Gilneas territorial waters. The engineering aircraft made by this dwarf could not fly close to the sea surface, but due to the large number, when passing through the air, a trace of the sea surface was clearly visible. The waves.

"Currently 500 meters ahead, everyone is ready to drop the bomb!"

Wearing golden goggles, wearing leather armor, and finely controlling his "Big Shark" aircraft, the dwarf commander Fitzlank cautiously looked at the bombing area getting closer and closer in the sight. This experienced dwarf pilot He issued the order in the engineering communicator, then raised his head again, glanced at Gilneas in the mist, and couldn't help sighing.

This old dwarf came to Gilneas 10 years ago. At that time, Gilneas left him a very good impression. Although the people here are not so proud of people, they are still very enthusiastic in general. Unfortunately, he is the first Came here twice, but brought a war.

"200 meters ahead, ready to drop the bomb!"

Fizrank shook his head vigorously, expelling the out of date thoughts in his mind, and then refocused his attention on the joystick in front of him, holding his "big shark" in the other hand. "The bomb switch of the aircraft.

From the moment Gnomeregan fell, he was no longer a simple engineer. As a soldier, he naturally understood that war is not shifted by human will, and from the bottom of his heart, he has experienced a lot. Colonel Fizlank of the war is undoubtedly sad for the people of Gilneas, but what this country did 6 years ago...really does not deserve sympathy.

"50 meters ahead! Ready to drop the bomb!"

The dwarf pilot colonel took a deep breath. For the dwarf aircraft equipped with the latest engine, 50 meters was only a short distance away. After 2 seconds, he was the first to turn the bomb drop switch, the cabin of the big shark. When it was fully opened in the next moment, the black steel bomb like a demon cone was like raindrops of steel, smashing from the sky into the sea, splashing a white arc that kept beating on the sea.

A triangular formation of 45 flying vehicles in the air flew over the biting reef with a range of about 50 meters. After a few seconds, a tsunami-like tide that exploded from below the sea surged into the sky, like being The flame dragon wrapped in flowing water, at the moment of the explosion, hundreds of tons of seawater were instantly evaporated, and the white water vapor soared into the sky, and was quickly dispersed by the waves. At this moment, the air above the sea on the biting reef It's all distorted.

Like an angry sea god, the low sound of the beast swallowing water made the sea surface after the explosion a frantically scattered whirlpool. In the center of the first round of bombing, it was impossible for any flesh and blood creature to survive.

Fitzrank, who circled in the air, was observing the results of the bombing through engineering goggles. The restless sea was full of various black residues and fish corpses. The calm sea had been destroyed at this moment. It was completely messed up, but through his professional eyes, Fizlank was still sure that the first wave of bombing had achieved the results. The next step is to carry special ammunition and carry out another round of cleaning. The bite reef in this sea area is Will no longer exist.

But at the moment Fizrank's gaze was about to withdraw from the surface of the sea, he suddenly saw a huge black shadow out of the corner of his eye. Then, dense black spots surged crazily under the white sea surface, like It was like removing some kind of barrier. One second later, the panicked voice of the old dwarf spread across the communicator network.

"Enemy attack! Dodge! Something is coming out!"

Three minutes ago, after a wave of aircraft took off, Matthew stood on the deck of his flagship "Prestige" and used his own telescope to observe the entire process of these aircraft bombings, as Kul Tiras and even the entire Ai One of Xerath's most professional naval commanders, Matthew, an admiral with one-eighth of the Proudmoore family blood in his body, attaches great importance to these rapidly developing engineering weapons in recent years.

These flying machines are one of the weapons of war that he thinks need to be focused on. On the battlefield of Angatha, the gnomes and goblins used indisputable records to declare with the engineering cannon that made the earth and sky roar and the rain of metal bullets falling from the sky. With the advent of the engineering era, it was a bold attempt by Matthew to put aircraft for land warfare in naval battles.

It stands to reason that these metal-made gadgets require a large flat area as an airport, and in the sea off Gilneas, apart from the island of Atonement, there is no other place for them to fly up and down, but Azeroth is a magical world. , The creatures here are very good at solving these seemingly unsolvable problems.

The clever dwarf engineers deliberately modified the aircraft for this mission. At the same time, the Kul Tiras navy vacated three very large troop carriers and removed all the obstacles on the deck, even the mast. The paddle wheels driven by steam engines were removed and used as the ad hoc take-off and landing decks for these aircraft. With the joint efforts of both parties, Azeroth's first magically modified "aircraft carrier" was born.

The reason why the aircraft must be admitted is because of the bite reefs all over the sea off Gilneas.

These insidious reefs that were terrified by the sailors are actually not far away from the sea. Most of them are clearly visible even at low tide. In order to prepare for this operation, the Kul Tiras Admiralty even specially invited the War of the Undead. The brilliant engineering masters specifically assessed the threat of biting the reef. Later, these engineers told Admiral Matthew that as long as there is enough explosives, within a short time, please show a line that can allow small fleets to pass. Of the sea.

This is enough for the Kulturas navy, which is very good at landing operations. They are responsible for land warfare, and the aircraft formation under Gnomeregan is responsible for destroying the bite reef.

King Gene Greymane probably would never have thought of how many countries he had injured when he brazenly withdrew from the Sabchel line of defense in order to protect the people, which led to the annihilation of Lordaeron’s Fourth Army and the entire Silverpine Forest. Feelings.

When the real enemy was eliminated, the traitors became so odious that they were unbearable... The Alterac Kingdom, which had betrayed the Alliance in the Second Orc War, was relieved even before the end of the war. Dan Lun's army destroyed the country, and now Gilneas is embarking on Alterac's old road.

Matthew looked at the flames rising from the bottom of the sea, wrapped in sea water, and the ocean tide rising to the sky for nearly ten meters, and satisfactorily put down the telescope in his hand. This power, coupled with the agility and agility of these aircraft Speed, they will surely become the “killer” of the Kul Tiran navy in the future. It seems that it is time to suggest to His Majesty Dai Lin that a special aircraft combat formation for naval battles should be formed.

It only takes a bomb to hit the enemy ship, and victory will belong to Kul Tiras!

In this beautiful fantasy of the future war, Admiral Matthew waved his left hand back.

"Let the Marines prepare for the attack. When the second round of bombing by the dwarves is completed, the three combat ships "Counterstrike", "Entrepreneur" and "Rage" will go to Gilneas for landing operations. The large fleet is on standby at any time. By the way, don’t forget to invite General Taylor’s Marines to join the action."

"Yes, General!"

The messenger was about to give an order, and suddenly heard a low sound from the deck below, and then, the hull of the entire Prestige was leaning to the left amidst the frightening sound of swallowing water.

"what happened!"

Matthew reacted faster, drew out the command knife, pierced into the deck with one blow, and fixed his shaking body. He shouted angrily, but the next moment, he saw the culprit of all this.

A huge black tentacles covered with suction cups protruded from the edge of the prestige deck out of the sea, like a crazy giant snake, easily shot the sailors next to it into the air, and then firmly buckled the prestige. In Matthew's horrified eyes, the mast made of Azeroth's hardest wood, like a child's toy, was easily torn from below the deck!

His flagship HMS Prestige, this battleship that can accommodate 350 people, is like a light toy ship, wrapped in more and more tentacles, and pushed into the sea little by little toward one side. Matthew is like a stumbler hung on the edge of a cliff. He fixed his body with the command knife, watching the sailors desperately fall from the deck into the cold sea, like dumplings, when his herald took him from him. When he slipped down beside him, Matthew reached out and grabbed his arm, and then they glanced back, and the sight of them made all the people who survived this unwarranted disaster chill.

With the current, the entire sea surface is no longer subject to the mighty Kul Tiran navy. The entire fleet of 12 ships has been completely capsized under the tentacles of several large monsters united, and the Enterprise, which is the closest to the Prestige, almost It was penetrated from the surface of the ship by three tornado water jets spreading upward from the sea, and those spiraling currents quickly formed ice, like a warrior pierced by three sharp swords.

The admiral did not even have time to grieve. The black tentacles that fell from the sky were like a long whip. They shot him and his herald into the air, and then plunged into the cold sea. The next moment, it was so strong that it was almost never. The prestige, which might have sunk, was wrapped tightly by the angry sea monster with 8 tentacles and sank into the sea.

Matthew forced to endure the sharp pain in his chest and floated to the surface, looking at the mess in front of him, the battlefield like a storm passing by, as if he had personally experienced an absurd dream!

Other ships can’t get rid of this nightmare. Only those ships furthest away from the flagship can survive the fury of the sea, but this may not be a good thing, because a powerful enemy is coming, and Matthew’s ears are also coming. Fizrank's horrified voice,

"Bah Bah Bah... Bah Bah... Admiral! We have been attacked by an enemy! Bah Bah... yes..."

"It's Naga, right?"

I don’t need Fizlank anymore. Matthew saw...the naga army that swam from the deep sea to the surface accompanied by the roar of the sea monsters, densely packed, where the Buddha was placed across the azure blue sea. They were all occupied by these snake-like monsters. Their cold eyes, like creeping creatures, were shining with indifferent light, carrying a giant trident in their hands, and marching from the cold seabed to the world enveloped by the sky.

There is nowhere to escape!

At the end of Matthew’s sight, after the destruction of Kul Tiras’s fleet, Stormwind’s fleet also encountered the same nightmare. The flames above the sea were swaying, and it was Stormwind’s unyielding sailors who were looking at those from the bottom of the sea. The tentacles of the big monsters that came out fired, but it was useless...this amount, Naga, this mysterious force that has almost never been seen by the major forces of Azeroth, is it really going to...set off Is it a new war?

Matthew's body trembled suddenly, and he quickly recovered, looking at the herald who had already swallowed his last breath, and looking at the desperate expression on the young colonel's face, he gritted his teeth and started to face. A quick swim along the Gilneas coast.

"Colonel Fizlank, leave us alone, save yourself! Fly towards Gilneas! Let the news go! Naga... Naga they declared war on us!"

Matthew used the communicator to yell at the dwarf colonel with difficulty, and soon, Fitzrank’s desperate voice came over.

"No, General, not to us... Naga, they landed in Gilneas, my God, this number... they declared war on the civilized world!"

"Wh...what?"

Before the admiral’s horror had time to fully express, the sea water around him began to freeze quickly. This freezing speed was extremely fast. Matthew struggled. Under the bombardment of his angry fists, the ice dispersed, but But they gathered at a faster speed, completely freezing the admiral.

A cold voice like a snake rang under the surface of the sea,

"Take him back! Ms. Nazjar will need these captives!"

"Let the fish people move! Drive the sea beasts to Menethil Harbor, Gilneas Peninsula... it's ours!"