I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

An iron tower over 70 meters high stood alone in the desert. A metal sphere with a diameter of about meters was slowly hoisted to the top of the tower. kilometers away, more than a dozen high-ranking officials with the lowest rank of alliance minister or major general or above entered the observation post and waited nervously.

In the underground command post, a group of scientific research experts kept a close eye on the values ​​on various instruments and made continuous adjustments.

Tina paced back and forth, looked up several times as if to speak, but finally stopped the idea of ​​making a sound.

After checking the equipment, one of the experts breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Tina and said, "Commander-in-chief... We're ready!"

"Um..."

Tina walked up and took out the key from her chest pocket, inserted it into the keyhole with the word "operating console" written on it to unlock the operating console. The operator walked up and removed the protective plate covering it, revealing the operating buttons inside.

Tina took a deep breath: "Start it..."

The operator pressed a button and shouted, "Start-up!"

Various prompt sounds kept emitting from the instrument, red lights turned green, and white lights came on one by one. In the Gobi Desert 60 kilometers away, more than soldiers, fully equipped and ready to go, had put on their goggles and were waiting silently.

【10-9-8...4-3-2-1，起爆！】

An unmanned tower in the distance flashed, and a light that was brighter than the sun and could not be looked at directly flashed by. The surrounding sky dimmed in an instant, and accompanied by a terrifying loud noise, the world seemed to collapse.

The sky turned orange and red. The sky covered with smoke was like a black abyss. The endless smoke spread slowly in a circle around. The mountains and forests turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant. Trees, bushes, houses and vehicles were blown to the ground.

There was a bright fire in the very center, and a ball of light slowly rose and expanded from it like a newborn sun, announcing its arrival ten thousand meters in the sky and turning into a mushroom cloud that reached the sky and the earth.

In several faraway continents of the alliance, citizens who were working and living as usual suddenly felt strong vibrations under their feet and could not help but look around in panic.

"What's going on? There's an earthquake?!"

"Isn't it an earthquake?"

Amid the earth-shaking explosions, loud cheers rang out from all directions, and many people cried with joy as they looked at the mushroom cloud in the distance.

It's not like they haven't seen magical bombardments that were as powerful as those from gods. Many of them have even been attacked head-on by the Goddess of Light, and only escaped death under the protection of the Queen.

Although they survived, whenever they saw powerful magic or divine arts, they would feel a deep sense of powerlessness deep in their hearts.

It is a kind of humility and fear that comes from the depths of their souls. Although they are on par with ordinary magicians, they can even kill saints.

But in front of demigods and gods, that overwhelming divine power almost shattered all their confidence. Equality was a joke in front of these creatures.

But when the sky was filled with strange lights and brilliance, as if showing off its power to the gods and as if only a thousand suns could compete with it, their morale swelled rapidly like the mushroom cloud that kept expanding.

If the existence of the Queen and the establishment of the Alliance gave them the confidence to say no to magicians, then this explosion gave them the confidence to say no to gods!

Because to them, the gods have already shown their health bars.

Especially the senior officials were all smiling happily, because the material used for the explosion this time contained 5kg of plutonium 239.

5kg!!!

The most important thing is that this explosion confirmed that the information left by the Queen was correct, her idea was correct, and the power generated by the explosion was roughly in line with the idea proposed by the Queen.

According to the information left by the Queen, plutonium 239 is not the only special substance. There are other different substances that can cause stronger explosion power.

Chapter 320: Flexible Employment of the Blood Clan

In a forest manor in the Britian Empire

"Lord Duke Blauer, are we just giving up like this? I'm afraid Prince Brittian will completely break off with us, and with such a good opportunity..."

【Do your own thing.】

"Yes..."

Duke Brauer, holding a glass of red wine, took a sip of the wine elegantly, picked up the prepared silk scarf to wipe his mouth, and looked with pity at his subordinate, the timid vampire count.

Weak strength is indeed the biggest sin, and even the most basic dangers cannot be detected.

He turned and looked out the window

The impact of the atomic bomb explosion was very far-reaching. The strong rejection reaction caused all the magical elements within the explosion range to be wiped out, forming an absolute magic-forbidden area.

The further away from the subcontinent one gets, the more clearly one can see the obvious arc of blank space in the elemental ocean that permeates the magical world.

As time went by, a special element began to slowly fill the holes in the sphere, making it difficult for the magic elements in this area to re-condense. From a distance, it looked like a sun rising in the ocean of elements, arrogant and overbearing.

This power~

If it is not controlled by the alliance, then the terrifying power of this force is enough to cause serious damage to the alliance. It is well known that injured beasts are the craziest, so he naturally has to retreat as soon as possible to avoid getting burned.

On the other hand, if this was created by the alliance, then they would have to cut off contact with Ardashir and stand on the right side again as soon as possible. The allied countries formed by the Brittian Empire would have absolutely no ability to counter this thing.

Although this may seem a bit unkind, the reason why vampires seek allies is to reduce their own losses when achieving their goals. To this end, they can pay a certain price to find someone to share the risk.

But if the covenant cannot meet this prerequisite, then there is naturally no need to abide by it. Preserving one's own strength is more useful than any words.

As the intensity of the war increased, after the accumulated stock of supplies was consumed, the empire's own supply capacity began to decline. Domestic prices increased three times a day, and the purchase price of food was almost beyond the limit that civilians could bear.

Therefore, many civilians in the empire unlocked new ways of purchasing. They focused their attention on the passing military supplies and ambushed and robbed the passing supply vehicles on the supply routes.

The armed uprising within the Britian Empire greatly delayed the time it took for the reserve forces to reach the main battlefield.

The Third Army, which had been tied down by the surrender of the main Allied forces, started its tanks again and launched a fierce attack on the last Allied positions that were still resisting stubbornly.

The front line advanced very smoothly. Although they encountered stubborn resistance from the Allied forces, they were too weak. The heavy snow and air blockade cut off all their possibilities of obtaining supplies.

The long period of cold and hunger had brought their bodies to the brink of collapse, and only the will to fight supported them to launch a counterattack.

The tank tracks crossed the trenches, the main guns kept turning to clear fixed firing points, and the symphony of death formed by machine guns and cannons continued to play.

Several Alliance Stormtroopers wearing heavy mechas jumped into the wide traffic trench. Lieutenant White raised the MG34 general-purpose machine gun and pointed it at the enemies in the trench who were looking at him with fear on their faces, and pulled the trigger without mercy.

The violent rate of fire killed the Allied soldiers in the trenches with great efficiency. In an instant, the already filthy tunnel was covered in blood and flesh, and the walls were all red and yellow.

[Keep your formation and position, carefully observe any suspicious areas, and fire without warning. White, you two will be the rear guard.]

The comrades in front rushed forward quickly to clear out the visible enemies, while White and another teammate moved forward slowly and searched carefully to ensure that their comrades would not be attacked from behind to the greatest extent possible.

He controlled the more than three-meter-long mecha and carefully observed every channel connection in the channel. The traffic trench was the main traffic entrance for mobilizing soldiers to various trenches for support and transfer. No one knew where a team of soldiers would appear from the next moment, so no matter how vigilant one was, it was not excessive.

The crunching sound of flesh and blood under his feet did not distract White at all, but suddenly a noise caught his attention.

"There's someone inside!"

After warning his teammates not far away, White raised his gun and headed towards the spacious cave. This kind of cave is usually an underground barracks dug for soldiers to live in, making it convenient to send reinforcements to various locations at the first time.

White pressed one of the buttons on his left arm, and the heavy waist of the mecha automatically popped open, revealing neatly arranged smoke bombs.

An Confederate soldier with sunken cheeks was hiding in a pit and writing furiously. He turned his head to look at the entrance from time to time, fearing that the enemy would come out from the corner at the next moment.

What he didn't expect was that he didn't wait for the enemy's black gun muzzle, but a grenade thrown in from outside.

Fortunately, the explosion he expected did not happen. Large clouds of thick smoke came out of the grenade. The strong irritating smoke made his eyes hurt and he had difficulty breathing: "No, wait... I..."

‘Bang bang! ’

Two gunshots were heard in the dim underground barracks, and then things returned to calm.

"Little White?"

After a while, the teammate who was standing outside the passage and on alert called out subconsciously.

A tall figure walked out of the smoke, and White's muffled voice came from his headset: "It's okay... The danger is over."

The battle lasted less than two hours before entering the battlefield cleanup phase. After handing over the task, White briefly exchanged pleasantries with his teammates, and finally returned to the barracks alone and took off the mecha.

He fumbled in the tactical package on the back of the mecha and took out the piece of paper that he had stained with blood himself. This piece of paper was held in the hand of the soldier he had killed.

Spread out the wrinkled and bloodstained paper

"Dear Mia, I love you very much, but I am about to die at this moment."

"I really regret now why I didn't express my feelings to you at that time. But if I don't say it now, I will have no chance to do it in heaven."

"I loved you so much during our time back home, but I was afraid that saying it out loud would hurt our friendship. And I knew you loved Dirk, so I chose to keep this love hidden deep in my heart."

"But now I can no longer see your beautiful eyes, your golden hair, or hear your sweet voice."

"The war is too cruel. I no longer believe their lies about fighting for the empire. What I want to do most now is to express my love to you, even though you will never know."

"There's a lot of artillery fire outside, my bed is shaking, the enemy is rushing towards us, and I can already hear the sound of caterpillar tracks. Maybe I won't be alive for long."

"The wound on my foot hurts, as if it were being cut by a knife. I still remember that once I was accidentally cut by a knife, and you gently bandaged my wound. Now everything can't go back."

"I regret that I did not give my life to you, but gave it to the evil war. I have killed many people, and I will be killed by others."

"The enemy is only a dozen meters away from me. They should have discovered me. God, please give me a few more minutes. I still have a lot to say to you. I will definitely wait for you in heaven, Mia, no matter how many years it takes. It's too late. The enemy..."

Chapter 321 Ultimatum

After completing the prisoner transfer mission, they continued to move towards the territory of Brittian.

This time they are no longer a lonely legion. A defensive battle has completely united people from all walks of life in Ernesto, and thus unleashed a strong cohesive force. After simple repairs and reorganizations, a large number of Ernesto troops have begun to launch attacks towards the territory of Brittian.

Heavy equipment is still Ernesto's weakness, but their air force has expanded on a massive scale thanks to the technical assistance of the alliance.

There were only a few hundred tanks in total, but after the bloody battle in the air during the defense war, the total number of Avisu fighter planes added up to nearly 2000, and this was when the military supply aid from the rear of the alliance was blocked, otherwise there would be many more.

The abundant forestry resources allow Ernesto's collective workshop to assemble fighter jets uninterruptedly, with one aircraft rolling off the assembly line as soon as an engine arrives.

The training of pilots is even more bold. The flight school only teaches the simplest flying skills, and the pilots are required to learn the rest on the battlefield.

Finally, the two sides met in the state of Sriar in Britian.

The upper reaches of the river in Sri Lanka State are located in Ernesto's territory, which reduces the opponent's marching pressure.

But when the alliance soldiers saw the Red Army coming from Ernesto, they were still a little surprised.

Now that the continent has entered winter, most of Ernesto's soldiers have nothing but coats provided by the Alliance, and they basically rely on their legs to march, which is in stark contrast to the Alliance's Third Armored Army.

The alliance was absolutely generous in its material aid in all areas, especially industrial products like cars, but Ernesto modified all the vehicles received as aid to pull cannons.

This is not even the point, but the huge age range of these soldiers, from those with gray hair to underage children.

When they had dinner together in the evening, Erich learned from his conversation with Officer Ernesto that there were quite a few children in their army, with nearly 16% being minors and the youngest even as young as 8 years old.

Officer Ernesto took a sip of the wine and smacked his lips. He felt very satisfied when he could drink a glass of wine to warm himself up in the cold. "Comrade, this tastes really good!"

"Home? Where is their home? Most of them were brought back from the ruins by us, and the military camp is their home. At least they can have food to eat if they follow us, even though it will be dangerous."

What he said was not without purpose. Material aid was tilted according to quotas. Considering the crisis Ernesto had faced before, most of the aid was related to military affairs. The issue of food could only be regulated by setting up allocations.

How to regulate?