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Draco was still watching the Aircraft pass over he was becoming more and more weary as time went by when all of a sudden..."Boom" A round struck near where Draco was. Draco jumps from his perch with incredible speed and gains altitude. The Aircraft were shelling his home trying to take him out before he became airborne...too late for them as he flew towards the Convoy in the air as he drove closer the aircraft scattered into attack formation. Draco spews forth a jet of flames towards the on coming aircraft striking many some crashing to the ground from intense internal damage. The Rest pull a 180 and high tail it out of the area, Draco in hot pursuit.

Anaclagon looks east and uses his dragon vision to see miles and miles away and sees what looked like explosions. Curious, Anaclagon flew towards it.

Draco fires a jet of fire followed by a spray of acid enveloping the jets and other planes in a sheet of pure pain sending more aircraft careening into the sea. Draco was in a rage and he wouldn't stop until he had wiped out the ones who attacked him.

Anaclagon appeared from the east shooting fire at the jets. Anaclagon then swooped down and fired another jet of flame at the jets. Anaclagon roared. "you need help?"

Draco's head jerks toward the new dragon. Thissss isssss my fight my brother! Jussst sssstay out of my way! Draco then flaps his wings faster catching up to the fleeing aircraft.

Legendarus continued along the desert. Hours had past and he was beginning to grow hungry. Luckily he noticed he was out in the very center of the desert of Australia and it was completely deserted and so flew down lower to see for any wildlife that would be worth a tasty snack...

Anaclagon watched the other dragon chase the jets away. Anaclagon then turned west and attacked and destroyed the local farms and ate their live stock. Sastisfied, anaclagon then turned east again, back to the ruins of the city. Anaclagon however would not fly away this time, regardless of what happens... he was gonna stay and fight.

The soilders barracks was disguised inside a ruined mueseam. The vehicles were hid in the lobby. The building had gun turrets on each corner but they were also disguised. Lots of soilders lived there. Most of them looked like this was their last night here. They were pulling out tommorrow or tonight, it depended on weither or not the Transport plane was ready. Once they were on that plane, they were safe. A company of mosquito fighter jets was accompanying them and were landed in the air feild ready for take off. These next generation DDASF planes were equiped with sensors for locking onto dragons, an auto aiming minigun, and then side winders modifyed to target Dragon elements. It also helped that they were currently the most maneouverable jets in production.

Kaldoros was glad that he didn't have to patrol his territory and that he had time to explore. The dark red hued dragon blew some flames and did more acrobatic tricks in the air before getting bored and tired after twenty minutes of doing them. He was on the border of Glasgow and England by now. He needed to take a rest. His wings were getting tired, but he wanted to still continue on. "I will walk," he growled to himself and landed. His wings folded neatly upon his back. He started to make his way into a new country. Kaldoros was a free and young dragon, ready to experience new lands and probably find other dragons.

Anaclagon flew up in the air went thousands of feet in the air and circled the city, checking the area out. Anaclagon then hid in the clouds but still circlred the area.

Ghidrah headed back to his territory, which was on the edge of what the humans called the Dark Zone.

Anaclagon after looking around the city desended in. It checked around, smashing into buildngs and stepping under things under him. "Empty" Anaclagon thought. The dragon decided to make it his temporarly home and roared to show its domiance over the area.

The jeeps had been following the dragon for a few minutes. They kept to side streets and hid in the darkness. They were kept updated by the command vehicle that was still at the barracks. The gunner of one of the jeeps twisted a few dials, correcting the cannons aim. They were invisable in the darkness. The crosshair centered on the dragons neck and he hammered a button with his thumb. An expolosion burst out of the barel sending the poisin tipped shell straight into its neck. Another jeep fired hitting its back. Then all three jeeps turned and drove off down different roads, but all leading towads the plaza....

Anaclagon roared in pain, almost falling but the dragon got up and flew after. Anaclagon however was not a fool and had the city memorized, Anaclagon then landed in the plaza early just as the jeeps came into view, Ancalagon unleashed his deadly fire breath

The dragon soared into veiw of the plaza. Jacobs radio spluttered into activity "This is Shilka lead, We got him." The two shilkas hummed for a seocond and then they Spat out a torrent of bullets riddeling the dragons back who was facing the other streets they bullets hammered into his scales sending blood clouding up. The three jeeps entered the plaza and with a shout they all tunred around and tired to flee. One of the jeeps was caought in the inferno and expoloded the two men screaming over the radio. The command vehicle burst from the barracks, launcher sliding out armed with a missile. It made its way towards the high way prepareing the final stage of the ambush

Ghidrah saw fighting in the nearby city. A large, black Wyvern was attacking the place and was putting up a good fight against some nasty human weapons. He decided to help the drgaon.

Anaclagon roared and then took up to the skys, shooting jets of fires at the Shlka. Anaclagon then turned around, as his tail whip lashed into the wing of one of the shlka. Anaclagon then dived towards the city.

Ghidrah swiftly flew in and landed on one of the Shilkas, destroying it. He flew away from the other weapons.

The vehicle sped up onto the high way to see another dragon coming into attack. Jacob barked a few orders. He cursed loudly, according to the I-D it was an earth dragon. They wouldnt be able to hit him with a dragon dart. how ever, their "rocketeer" missiles didnt need elements to lock. They quickly loaded the new missile. It burst from the launcher with a loud whistle. It curled and spiraled leaving a small smoke trail behind. The missile slammed into the earth dragons back. With a loud crack it was engulfed in an ex-polosion. when it cleared the dragon was completely ablaze. The rocketeers werent half as lethal as dragon darts but they had the handy featue of incinerating everything caught in the blast

Ghidrah, who had skills at controlling fire, formed the fire from the explosion into a fireball, which he fired at the attacking vehicle, destroying it.