K day + 12 | 2nd/8th aviation group | Amazon jungle 
1312 hours| clear skies

Another daily patrol another day in the shitter, ever since the Konvergence we stopped being the kings of the sky, not because those damned foreigners brought their fighters to bear but because  dragons, gryphons and all kinds of fantastical fauna are vying for dominance. well, at least we get to fly more now.
The MI-35 flew gently above the jungle  it’s powerful turbine engines filled the air with sound and wind, at this altitude individuals trees couldn't be located, everything became a enormous sea of green in the skies tropical birds of all size and colors could be seen keeping an respectful distance as if they knew the 23mm gast guns and rocket pods weren’t their friends, down on the jungle a river was obscured by the trees at it’s shores, like a tunnel beneath a city.
Up above, the apex predator of this brave new world stalked it’s newest prey, a mighty green dragon determined to make the green hell it’s new home, and no uninvited guests were allowed in its stead.
The pilot could see the mighty dragon imposing shadow down in the jungle canopy
“Command this is Poti-2, got a big reptile stalking me, sector AC-23-32, over”
“Command to Poti-2, priority target, the 12th region wants that thing dead, your orders are to neutralize the beast, repeat, neutralize the best”
“Roger that command, Poti-2 out”

The helicopter turned left in a single smooth motion, the dragon followed, losing altitude and preparing to rip the crocodile apart, the helicopter was leading the dragon to one of the many lakes the rivers naturally formed, a duel was his preferred method for dealing with flying pests, the dragon finally reached the crocodile’s altitude the flapping of its wings created a similar effect to those of the rotors, the helicopter was pushing it’s engines to the limit following the river line at canopy level, the dragon was almost at range
The river finally brought them to a waterfall that fell into a medium sized lake, enough for the duel to take place, the helicopter fired rockets at the waterfall, sending rock fragments and water up, passing through it at full speed the cockpit canopy was now wet with fresh water from the river. The crocodile turned on its own axis in a violent motion that would stun a novice pilot and impress old Mikhail Mil, the sound of rockets and cannons filled the jungle hitting everything in front of it, the waterfall waters were stained a deep red and the deceased body of the once-mighty dragon slid through the air through pure momentum impacting the lake water
“Command, this is Poti-2, priority target neutralized, another one for the list, over”
The helicopter hovered victorious over the now red lake, 3 dragon marks could be seen by the canopy, marking its victories.