I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Upon hearing this, the surrounding soldiers immediately raised their AKMs and looked around vigilantly. The commanders of the two shield vehicles adjusted the power to maximum to guard against possible attacks.

Although the Alliance soldiers were on high alert, none of them noticed that the mist around them was spreading faster and its color was becoming more distinct.

"Ugh...the air is poisonous! I can't see!!"

I don't know who said this on the radio channel, but the others panicked and started looking for cloth to cover their mouths and noses.

"Bang bang..."

The surrounding land exploded and a group of soldiers wrapped in khaki armor emerged. They rushed towards the surrounding soldiers exposed to the air and threw grenades one after another. The sound of gunfire, explosions and the screams of sharp blades piercing the flesh were intertwined.

"Foot soldiers, get down quickly!!!"

The sounds of vehicle-mounted machine guns and coaxial machine guns rang out one after another, indiscriminately sweeping the space above 1.2 meters in the surrounding area. A large number of enemies who were fighting with the Alliance soldiers were knocked down by the large-caliber bullets of the machine guns.

This was not over yet. The khaki armor on the Allied soldiers who were smashed into pieces flashed rapidly, and small fragments formed by the explosion flew around, causing a large number of secondary casualties.

More and more areas were being intertwined between the two armies, making it impossible for the heavy firepower carried by the Allied Forces to be effectively used.

Under the command of the platoon leader, the tank platoon quickly rushed out of the encirclement and fired at the outer periphery. Just as the Tiger tank finished loading the second round of shells and the gunner was ready to fire, the ground on the lower side suddenly softened and the entire tank tilted to one side, with the muzzle and firing holes all pointing into the air.

The endless stream of magic made several tanks and infantry fighting vehicles in the tank platoon overwhelmed. The increasingly thick fog also greatly obscured their vision. At the same time, the toxicity contained in it was also increasing. More Alliance soldiers fell into a negative state with blurred five senses.

Thousands of people besieged a few hundred people, and eventually the entire company fell down in large numbers like wheat being cut, while two tanks and several armored vehicles were still stuck in the mud and could not climb out, so they were forced to serve as fixed artillery positions.

A black spot suddenly appeared in the distant sky. Upon closer inspection, it was dozens of huge rocks falling towards the tank team like meteorites.

A mass of this magnitude hit the magic shield in one round, destroying it and putting it into cooling mode. One of the bullets happened to grazed the barrel of the Tiger 88 gun, knocking the muzzle crooked and making it unable to fire.

A Sherman was hit on the side and a huge rock was embedded on it. No matter whether the crew inside could fire or not, the tank was destroyed anyway.

Inside the Tiger tank with an air circulation system, the commander saw that the situation was completely out of control, and he quickly connected the artillery support channel:

"Call number 112, the enemy has the ability to lurk underground, hide in fog, and release poison gas. It is estimated that there is about a regiment of them. We are doomed. The center coordinates of zone Z are X132, Y936. Request a covering strike. Don't worry about us."

"...Understood, coordinates ZX132, Y936 fully covered, intelligence completed and recorded, farewell, comrade."

The commander hung up the phone and whispered to his comrades around him: "I'm sorry, everyone. I'll treat you all to a drink in my next life."

"It's okay. This day will come sooner or later. Anyway, the country will not treat us unfairly."

"Ha, then I'll have to drink two more glasses!"

"Actually, there's no need for next life~"

The loader rummaged through one of the ammunition boxes, pulled out a large round can, held it in his arms and chuckled, "I saved a shell and put it in there. Old Joel must still be worrying about the extra shell in the warehouse!"

"You kid! Forget it, give me a drink."

People said all kinds of things, but no one asked why he didn't run away.

Can you get away? Absolutely.

As the highest technological achievement of the Alliance's current land combat armor, even if certain compromises have been made for mass production, its configuration is still the most luxurious and complete.

Although the staggered road wheels were a logistical nightmare, the smooth and even weight distribution gave it mediocre grip and even potholes and dents could not stop it. With the full power output of the high-horsepower engine, even with a deadweight twice that of the Sherman, the speeds of both sides were almost the same when running at top speed.

In addition, the driving crews are all elite veterans. As long as they can hold on for ten minutes and wait for the support of the air force, they will be able to escape safely.

But being able to run away doesn’t mean you are willing to run away.

Because apart from them, other comrades have no chance of escape.

Seeing that the other immobile tanks were breached one after another and only they were left, the commander slowly drank the remaining wine and reached out to a small button with his hand.

The magic engine in the engine compartment was damaged by reverse operation, and the cooling device that separated the engine compartment and the ammunition compartment was damaged. The high temperature generated ignited the remaining shells and propellant bags in the ammunition compartment.

When the Allied forces were thinking about how to deal with this big guy, a dazzling light appeared on the spot, and the shock wave caused by the explosion covered a radius of 500 meters with flames and fragments.

Although the huge killing radius was basically less than a hundred meters and would quickly decay, the shock wave caused most of the Allied soldiers to be blown to the ground and roll around.

Before they could recover and get up, hundreds of smoke columns from the distant sky swooped down towards the area, and the dense flames covered everything.

A few minutes later, a gunship flew over to the area where the fire had not yet been extinguished. It circled with its Vulcan cannon lighthouse for five minutes, plowed the entire area twice, and then left in anger.

Chapter 282: They are all big countries? It is unreasonable and must be demolished.

The intelligence reported at the cost of the annihilation of a combat team was sent back to the country as soon as possible, and a large number of gas masks and vehicle-mounted oxygen cylinders were delivered to the main combat forces on the front line by the emergency strategic airship transport forces.

This is not the first time such a thing has happened. Fierce fighting is the best and fastest way to understand the enemy.

The alliance's tactics are to coordinate operations among the land, sea and air forces, which is a very orthodox way of fighting.

However, the Allies have a lot of tricks up their sleeves. All kinds of strange talents or special abilities always make the Alliance forces defenseless in small-scale battles.

Creating a temporary sinkhole for a tank is not a big deal. There are also cool tactics such as generating a large amount of gravel rain or even a meteor shower to cover the entire airspace during air combat.

Fighter jets are very sensitive to problems such as debris in the air due to the trade-off between structural mass and deadweight when maneuvering at high speeds.

Especially when hitting a rock or something head-on at a speed of several hundred kilometers per hour, even if there is a shield to block it, nothing will happen on the spot. The collision will cause a large loss of shield energy and speed.

However, such problems basically occurred on the Zero fighter with its lightweight air superiority design. Heavy fighters were not greatly affected because they did not overly pursue air combat capabilities and close combat was allocated to the Zero.

The response given by the Alliance Chief of Staff is to reduce the ammunition reserve of fighter jets and attach more rockets externally, so as to directly carry out super-standard fire coverage bombing at medium distances during combat, so that the ashes can be destroyed in one go without the need for close combat.

If the allied forces wanted to close the distance, they would have to fly over and pursue, thus minimizing the possibility of being ambushed using specific terrain.

The situation on the ground was much simpler. A large number of ordinary soldiers who had previously only worn exoskeletons were now equipped with gas masks, external plate armor and an oxygen tank.

When the gas mask purification is ineffective, you can still maintain freedom of movement for about ten minutes.

At the same time, a large number of mecha soldiers and AA anti-aircraft vehicles were also transferred to the Luke front line and deployed to the ordinary team, reducing the proportion of unarmored soldiers and further strengthening the team's combat effectiveness when encountering encounters.

"We have carried out three rounds of large-scale bombings on Izamain in the past few days. At the same time, we mobilized a large number of old Katyusha rocket launchers to launch about 6000 rockets. Except for the capital of Izamain, the main forces of the defenders in other Vatican regions have all been defeated by us..."

Mitia half-leaned on the sofa and pressed her snow-white legs on the footstool, taking a sip from her coffee cup: "It's already this late, why don't you surrender?"

"Sometimes I just can't figure it out. How can this bitch, Evedeen, be so charming that so many people follow her loyally?"

"Uh..."

Anna hesitated to speak, and Medea glanced at her and said, "Just say it, there are no taboos between us."

“I think it may have something to do with the surrender requirements you set. They generally find it difficult to accept them,” Anna whispered.

"Oh, I had forgotten all about that."

Medea frowned and looked at the black coffee in her hand as if she were looking at arsenic: "It tastes good. I agree that you can use me as a publicity stunt to promote this thing, but I don't want to see it again in the future. Well, the same goes for those nobles."

"Do they think they are still the privileged nobles who have their own private army, a self-supply system independent of the state, and control the local finances and taxes, and can obey orders but not decrees?"

He put down his coffee cup and stretched his body. “You are a bunch of pigs waiting to be slaughtered. You think you are qualified to negotiate with me?”

"Let Betty handle this matter. If this group of people disagree, why not replace them with someone who agrees? I believe there are still many people who can see the situation clearly."

"As for Ichamain, just leave it alone. Fence it off and let it rot there as a warning sign."

Anna nodded and continued, "After building the intelligence network within the alliance for some time, we have roughly figured out the details."

"There were many opinions within the various countries regarding this grand strategy of launching a joint war, but they were suppressed at the beginning."

"But as our counterattack on the front line caused them more and more losses, the divisions within them began to grow and began to affect the alliance forces."

"According to intelligence statistics, eight of the 33 elite legions in the frontline alliance vanguard have not had any military activities for a long time and are basically in a semi-invisible state."

"Eight troops are from the Xiaoluo United Kingdom and the Wallis Empire. Five of them are from Xiaoluo, accounting for 8% of the total number of troops. Only one elite legion and two ordinary legions are still active on the battlefield."

"There are three Walliss, accounting for 3%, from the three dragon families of the Earth Lucio family, the Light Abdel Jalil family, and the Life Fabiano family."

After hearing this, Mitia raised her eyebrows and said frivolously, "Sure enough, you can't be cowardly when it's time to show your fists. I thought they were so united in their hatred of the enemy."

"But then again, do you think we can cooperate with them?"

Anna did not answer immediately, but thought seriously for a while before saying: "There is a probability, but I think it is low. They are all related by marriage and have complicated relationships. There may be contradictions and differences in the general direction, but they are essentially on the same front."

"... Just like these inactive legions, even if they do nothing, their willingness to join the war itself reflects their attitude."

After hearing Anna's opinion, Mitia smiled meaningfully: "Yes, they expressed their attitudes because they were too deeply involved with each other. However, if they had to do something just to express their attitudes, it also represented a kind of dissatisfaction."

"This dissatisfaction may seem like a mere difference of opinion, but it is actually caused by an imbalance in the right to speak. This dissatisfaction is much deeper than one might imagine. But I have a way to resolve their dissatisfaction."

Anna asked in confusion: "Ah? What's the solution?"

“Separate nation.”

Anna gasped: "What did you say? !"

"Since we are not happy together, why not go it alone? Anyway, each of their families rules several states, which is enough to establish a country on their own."

"If there were only a few major countries on a continent, the world would be too monotonous."

"Look at the Britian Empire. They drove away the orcs and gave them a piece of land, right?"

"But this is still unfair. I remember that there are about 70-80 different ethnic groups within the human race. It would be reasonable for several ethnic groups to share a piece of land and form more than a dozen countries~"

"The same is true for the Wallis Empire. Several dragon families can easily split into several kingdoms. I remember that the Lucio family has the largest tungsten ore vein with proven reserves on its base. With this vein alone, their family can become the richest family in the empire."

"So, little Anna, do you think the Lucio family is really willing to divide these profits into more than a dozen shares?"

Mitia came to a direct conclusion: "They definitely don't want to, but they can't refuse. Not only the Lucio family, but other families have more or less interests to give up."

"But the Red Dragon Family, who are in charge of the family, occupy all the land that produces good food. Food is indeed indispensable, but it cannot have too high added value."

"If we go to them now and sign a fifty-year purchase agreement and make the profits public, what consequences will this huge amount of wealth bring? I am looking forward to it~"

Chapter 283 Time is running out for the Allies~

Extreme wealth can make people lose their minds, and naturally become a knife to kill people.

Medea didn't think his statement was shocking.

Interests are the eternal theme. As long as you can analyze the situation and needs faced by the other party and solve them, today's enemy will be tomorrow's ally.

In the past, the reason for that was that productivity and control could not keep up, so power had to be distributed. Each family would control a specific type of power, and finally they would unite to form a privileged circle to jointly control the country.

But things are different now. Although the main continent has not kept up with the pace of the alliance's industrialization iteration, it has basically completed the first industrial revolution.

In addition to bringing about a surge in production capacity, the qualitative leap in productivity has also brought about an increasingly acute contradiction.

That is, the value of land now is different from that of land in the past. In the past, the value of land was ultimately determined by whether it was easy to grow crops. Land with high grain yields was good land, and land with shallow precious metals was good land.

Grain production is low, cash crops are difficult to grow, and areas with little surface minerals are garbage.

But now with the explosion of productivity, the large-scale production model after the industrial revolution craves for everything except food. This is interesting.