Wings of fire: the Scorching

The attack

Screams came from the area where the blast took place.
"Hammerhead, what's going on." Snowball asked, relying on hammerhead's night vision.
"I can't see anything." Said hammerhead.
"I got this." Said scorpion.
He released an inferno into the sky. Then it caught something on fire, and what ever it was crashed into, luckily, a bare spot.
"Let's not try that again." Said wing breaker.
More buzzing noises followed by explosions came from different parts of camp.
"How are we going to get a light in the air?" Asked willow.
"I have an idea." Said Crimson, breaking off a leg of a cot, than wrapping it in the tent's cover.
Then he lit it on fire.
"This should do." He said.
The others made tent torches of their own.
"Find out as much as you can, we need to know what we're dealing with." Crimson said.
Then they took off into the sky.
Something swooped passed Crimson. He couldn't tell what. He threw the torch, and 5 dragons flew passed it, then it hit one. They weren't dragons, they looked like metal birds.
Something shot out from under the birds left wing, and an explosion followed.
Crimson raced after the metal bird, he grabbed it's wing, tore it off and smashed the bird in 2 with it.
Something went into Crimson's left wing. Another one of the giant metal birds started firing what seemed like small rocks at him. Crimson released flames in the detection of the bird and climbed higher into the sky. As Crimson suspected, the bird had lost him.
He instantly went into a dive at the bird. He put his tail first and drove it straight into the bird's glass head, then threw the bird at another bird. They collided in a fiery explosion.
3 down, three moons know how many more to go. Thought Crimson.
Other dragons were in the sky too. Many were chasing after a bird, others (probably commanding officers) were trying to organize troops.
"Sky wing, get over here." Said general Amber, trying to organize a counter attack.
Then 3 bird things came out of nowhere and obliterated general Amber. The dragons who she had been trying to organize all fled.
"Jade squad!" Crimson yelled. They all flew over to him. "What do we know?" He asked.
"They seem to be incredibly vulnerable in the back, and all of their fire shoots forward." Said parrot.
"The tips of the wings are the key to flight for these things, take those off, they lose control." Said (ironically) wing breaker.
"Okay, get as many dragons updated on these things and in the air as possible." Crimson said, as they all split up.
Crimson simply went on the offensive. His eyes had adjusted now. He flew behind one and clawed most of its tail off. It spun out of control exploding on impact. A metal fragment came and left a gash in Crimson's side. He saw another coming straight at him, so he went straight at it, dodging the rock like projectiles it, and finally ripping off its left wing with his tail. This one spun out of control too.
Crimson looked around for another target, only to realize that 5 of the remaining birds were chasing scorpion, who seemed bloody and weak against the birds.
Crimson flew to intercept.
He caught up to the rearmost bird and stabbed his claws into its glass head then ran it all the way to its tail, leaving a giant claw mark all the way down its metal spine. Then he dug his front talons into either side of the cut and pulled the seemingly hollow bird in half. Each half then fell apart upon landing on the ground.
Crimson flew along the next bird, and a part of its hide slid open to reveal a scavenger standing in front of a spinning cylinder. The cylinder started shooting hundreds of projectiles that hit him with fiery pain.
He roared in rage and head butted the bottom of the left wing. The all important wing's end fell to the ground and the bird lost control.
Flying up to the next bird, Crimson noticed 2 gill looking things on the birds back.
I wonder if those are important. Thought Crimson as he breathed fire into them.
Smoke came out of every crack possible and the bird fell to the ground.
Well I guess they are.
The battle was now over a vast desert, a place of scorching heat.
The two trail birds circled around to get behind Crimson, but he tucked his wings in to fall a bit, then climbed to one of the birds, were another scavenger with a projectile cylinder waited. Before it could shoot, he ripped off most of the bird's tail. It fell out of the sky. Crimson simply breathed fire into the bird's gills and it fell.
Willow crashed into the side of the last one, and it broke in 2.
"Couldn't let you have all the fun." She said.
"Where were you guys?" I asked.
"Dealing withe the other 20 birds." Said wing breaker.
"Oh, ok. So, what now?" Crimson asked.
"The general is dead." Said a random sky wing, one who was with Amber before she died.
"Doesn't anyone know what to do?" Crimson said.
"We should report back to the city." Said Hammerhead.
"Sounds like a good idea." Said Crimson.
"Unless anyone has a better idea, sure." Said Scorpion.
So they took off into the sky, back to the place they had been hours ago, over the desert plains, and the seemingly endless rainforest.