Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

"There are more than 500 in a box," the Hell Devil scratched his head and said in a silly voice, "It would be too troublesome to use them one by one, right?"

This hell demon is a huge fan of heavy firepower. When he used cold weapons before, he used the largest axe. Now that he has switched to hot weapons, he also wants to use the largest gun.

I am very fond of the feeling of suppressing firepower.

In his opinion, controlling a big mosquito to fly for a long time and then exploding is not satisfying at all.

"Are you stupid? This must be used for precision bombing. The mosquito flies so fast that it is difficult to intercept it."

"That's still not enough."

The Hell Fiend doesn't like this drone.

"The bombs mounted on these demon mosquitoes are quite powerful."

Captain Yu Mo said: "I just watched the demo of the explosion with other team leaders. The effect is much stronger than the grenades we usually use, and it can also carry a variety of bombs."

She picked out a few mosquitoes and introduced them. "Like these, they are explosions of different elemental types, and there are also blinding, electric shock, corrosion, and mental confusion types..."

After a while, the ground was filled with magic mosquitoes carrying bombs with various effects.

Almost all kinds of damaging and controlling spells are here.

"Moreover, a very useful function is that you don't need to control each one individually. If necessary, you can launch the swarm into the air. Just control one mosquito and the others will automatically follow, as if they were hormones that followed the leader mosquito."

"Hormone?" The horned demon's knowledge level was better than his big, stupid demon-refining teammate. "I remember that hormones are secreted only by living things. I saw it in a popular science column on YouTube."

Captain Lustful nodded, "Yes, these mosquitoes are alive."

"Ah?" Several team members were shocked at the same time.

The Hell Devil came closer to take a closer look and even sniffed it, "It's alive! Will it bite me suddenly?"

It was not difficult to hear the worried tone in his voice, as he and Momo had some bad memories.

"No," the captain said, and after thinking for a moment he added, "Theoretically, no. That's what the people sent from Waterdeep said."

As soon as these words came out, the Deep Hell Demon's face immediately turned ugly.

"No, how can you still live after this?"

The horned demon was also very curious. He looked at those mosquitoes. Their brains were opened, and their neural structures were connected with complex components that were too small to be seen clearly. The mechanical bodies and magic were combined together. The picture was indescribably weird.

After looking left and right for several times, the Horned Demon sighed: "Those human researchers in Waterdeep are more cruel than us devils. They can kill mosquitoes at most, but they can do so many things to mosquitoes. They will not die a good death."

"Okay, stop studying. You won't understand it no matter how much you study."

The captain has a clear understanding of the intelligence levels of her team members. Those with the most "knowledge" have learned through self-study online. They don't watch serious online courses, but various interesting science videos.

"It's because they are still alive that they can not only fly with the help of hormone recognition, but also lock onto the target and track it themselves."

The horned demon thought about the picture of a poor guy being chased by a swarm of Hell Mosquitoes equipped with bombs.

what……

Just think about it.

Although it was disgusting, he immediately realized that this was definitely a powerful weapon that could do many things.

At the same time, he thought of a new question, "Are these mosquitoes controlled only by the handle? Isn't the distance a bit too close? They can only be used within the distance where they can be seen."

"Not really," Captain Lust Demon said as he threw a mask to Horned Demon. It looked very similar to the ones used in games. "This is used for observation. The vision of the demon mosquito will be displayed on the mask after image processing."

"I understand!" said the Devil of Hell. "I'm familiar with the first-person perspective of being a mosquito. I'm very good at playing those first-person games on the Internet."

"Okay, I believe you. Don't hold the team back when you learn how to control it later."

"Absolutely not!" The Hell Devil answered loudly.

These devils have another not-so-devilish trait, which is that they have a strong sense of collective honor and are very sensitive to things that hold the team back.

"I must be the best mosquito in our team!"

……

Twenty minutes later.

"vomit--"

The Hell Demon leaned against a big tree and vomited violently.

This was not the first time he vomited. In the past 20 minutes, he had to take off his mask and vomited several times.

I vomited up all my breakfast and lunch, and now my stomach is filled with nausea and vomiting acid.

"No, I can't take it anymore. This thing is wrong. It's completely different from playing games. It's too, too dizzying. Ugh—"

Captain Lust Demon looked at the Hell Demon who couldn't even stand up and there was nothing he could do.

"It's okay, you don't need to practice. Not all team members need to know how to use drones, and not all team members need demons to be on guard."

"I, I can do it!" said the Hell Devil gritting his teeth.

The captain scratched his head helplessly. "It's no use saying you can do it. The research institute sent over there said that this thing is physiological. It just can't adapt to this vision. There's nothing we can do."

As an oversized insect, the eyes of the devil mosquito are actually compound eyes.

A compound eye is an eye composed of a considerable number of small eyes.

Each eye has a low resolution and is responsible for observing only a small part of the information.

The advantage is that the viewing angle is wide and it is extremely sensitive to dynamic objects. Looking at moving objects is like turning on bullet time.

Of course, the researchers at the Shenzhen Research Institute are not so cruel as to force drone pilots to directly see compound eye vision, but no one would be able to withstand that.

The visual images have been processed as much as possible, but because the space they can transform is limited and they have to compromise for the ultimate power, the processed effect is not perfect.

Although a picture is synthesized, the resolution is sometimes uneven and the frame rate is unstable, giving a feeling of frame skipping.

The perspective is already in high-speed motion, the picture is sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, the frame rate is sometimes smooth and sometimes jerky, and even those who don't feel 3D sickness can get sick.

Being a drone pilot is not something that ordinary people can do.

After trying it out for dozens of minutes, it was found that, apart from the captain, only the horned demon and another ugly demon in the team could adapt to this rather disgusting control perspective.

The captain still has command tasks and cannot serve as a pilot, so the job of dropping mosquito bombs can only be handed over to these two demons.

The other team members were responsible for protection and the routine tasks they had been doing.

"is acceptable."

The captain was very satisfied with the trial results of these two devils.

Much better than when she was training.

"Take a break for now. I will explain tonight's mission."

After hearing the captain's words, all the team members gathered together.

"Just two days ago, the scouts ahead discovered a Roman Army stronghold. It is very large and has extremely strong defenses. Its purpose is still unknown, but what is certain is that they have invested so much defense force, and they are definitely protecting something very important."

The succubus pointed to a point on the map and said.

"Because it is in the enemy-controlled area, the mission to attack this stronghold..."

“Leave it to the devil who doesn’t mind dying.” The horned demon teased.

The captain ignored him and continued, "This mission is a joint effort of multiple teams. We are not responsible for the frontal attack, but will go around to the rear and make a breakthrough..."

She explained in detail what their team would do.

Various tactical arrangements, terminology, and map-reading skills are all quite professional.

This is one of the reasons why Asmodeus was willing to transport large numbers of devils to Phelin as mercenaries.

Not only can you make money, but you can also improve the devils' tactical skills without much loss. Although Hell has been in a state of war for thousands of years, their tactical skills have not improved much.

The main problem is the opponent. The demons are a bunch of people who fight without thinking.

The fights between these two groups are still mainly based on individual combat power.

Although the devil also uses some "conspiracies and tricks", it is still far from enough compared to humans who are highly involved in war.

Maybe the devil is using his brain to figure out how to set traps and play word games in the contract.

As for the warriors' other qualities besides their natural physical strength, not to mention the new army formed by Figosin, even the slightly better legions under the old nobles cannot compare with them.

After explaining the planned tactics, the captain introduced the humans she had just brought over.

"This is Jack, a local. Because the stronghold is located in the woods, the terrain is quite complicated. Mr. Jack grew up there and is very familiar with the route. He will lead the way for us."

"Hi everyone, I'm Jack."

The local guide looked young, probably in his early twenties at most. He was wearing patched clothes and had greasy, messy curly hair, but his eyes were determined.

"call out--"

The horned demon whistled at him disdainfully.

"Can you trust me?"

The captain was about to explain, but Jack said directly: "The place they occupied is the village where I grew up. All of our villagers, except me, did not come out."

The horned demon shrugged his shoulders to express his apology. It was still too difficult for the devil to apologize to humans in person.

"That's it, let's continue practicing how to use the drone. We plan to set off in an hour and reach the target forest after dark."

……

An hour passed quickly, and at dusk, hundreds of demons headed towards the target stronghold.

After entering the woods, the team led by the succubus broke away from the main group and followed the guide deep into the woods.

Soon, the sky turned as dark as ink, and Yu Mo and her team members arrived at the designated location.

A few hundred meters away from the stronghold, there is an advantageous observation position.

The location was provided by Jack, who used to hunt in this area often.

The frontal assault had not yet begun, so they were all lying in ambush in the dense bushes.

"Can you give me a gun?" Jack asked suddenly.

"Of course not, we have discipline." The demon replied.

A few years ago, it was a rare thing for the word discipline to come out of the devil's mouth.

"I want to avenge my fellow villagers."

"I understand how you feel, but you are not trained and the mortality rate is high."

What the Devil said was actually very conservative. According to her assessment of the defense capabilities of this stronghold, a country boy who had no training and was not a transcendent would have no chance of survival if he entered here.

"I'm not afraid of death. I'll win if I kill one."

"call out--"

The horned demon whistled again.

"Life is precious, kid."

The words "life is precious" coming from the devil's mouth are more outrageous than "discipline" coming from the devil's mouth.

Maybe it's because you will gain some insights after experiencing death so many times.

"Yes, life is precious. I hope everyone won't go to hell and come back on this mission." said the captain.

"Eh?" said the Devil of Hell, "I suddenly have a question. If these mosquitoes die, will they also be resurrected in Hell?"

"No, these magic mosquitoes have been cultivated locally by the Deep Research Institute and are raised in the laboratory."

"Amon's horns," the Horned Demon finally couldn't help himself, "The people in the Deep Research Institute are more outrageous than I thought. They should not let these mosquitoes escape. The thing I like most about Feilin is that there are no magic mosquitoes."

"Instead of worrying about the Momo, you should worry about yourself. How many days have you been alive? Don't lose the record this time."

"Twenty days..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden explosion in the distance and flames shot up into the sky.

The frontal assault began.

The captain picked up the telescope.

"Very good. Most of the defenders on this side are moving towards the main gate. No, why are they all gone?"

"That's not a good opportunity for us to attack!"

"There's a problem." The Devil believed that no matter how great the pressure from the front was, no one would be left behind.

She searched carefully until she found a figure in a cloth robe.

"*** (devil curse word), there's a legendary monk guarding the back door! What on earth is here that warrants a legendary monk?"

The legendary extraordinary people in the Roman army are easy to recognize, as they all wear obvious badges.

Unlike military officers, who need to hide to avoid beheading operations, legendary extraordinary people must be identified in the most obvious way.

Tell the enemy where the strongest force is, which will serve as a deterrent.

It probably means "Come and try it if you dare."

"Legendary monk?"

The horned demon hates these boxers the most because they are so agile, fast and flexible that he can't even aim at them.

The legendary level is the ability to dodge bullets with one's physical body.

"How do we fight? Do we have enough firepower?"

Although Jiao Mo is now a pilot, he still does not have an accurate understanding of the firepower that drones can unleash.

After all, it was just a test operation and it didn't explode.

"If what the people from the Shenzhen Research Institute said is true, then it's enough. What he said at the time was 'It's better to find a legendary target to try.'"

The captain looked back at his teammates and said, "So, we have to give it a try. I plan to do it this way..."

……

Behind the Roman army’s stronghold.

The legendary monk is meditating peacefully.

He has absolute confidence in guarding the back door of the stronghold and confidence in his own strength.

Suddenly, he heard some discordant sounds.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes and saw an oversized, red mosquito flying towards him not far ahead.

Mosquitoes shouldn't be this big.

He realized the problem.

While I was thinking, the big mosquito suddenly accelerated and shot towards me like an arrow.

Purely out of instinct, he swung his right fist and struck with his bare hands. (End of this chapter)