I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

The first page of the file is his own

Franz Staudeger

Seris Union-Memrotoch-International Army Armored Academy Second Class Outstanding Graduates

During his time at school, he served as the backbone of the simulated company many times, and held positions such as squad leader, platoon leader, and deputy company commander of the simulated company.

He has been awarded the titles of "Advanced Individual in Study", "Excellent Conscript", and "Excellent Student" many times. He participated in the college's "Warrior Cup" military competition and won first place in the team. His overall personal quality assessment was among the best.

Sayaf Navarro

Seris Union-Memrotoch-International Army Armored Academy Second Class Outstanding Graduates

During his time at school, he served as the backbone of the simulation company many times and achieved excellent results.

Darius Holt

Seris Union-Memrotoch-International Army Armored Academy Second Class Graduates

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There aren't many files, just five in total, one for each student, containing their college resumes.

But it was enough for the representative who came to pick them up to be so happy that he was at a loss for words. He grinned and patted Franz's shoulder hard: "Good, good, good! You are all good guys of the country."

Before he could say anything else, a dull roar like thunder interrupted his thoughts. It turned out that the big guy quietly parked in the cabin started up.

After a short warm-up, the canvas was lifted and one of the trainees guided it to start unloading autonomously. The huge and solid vehicle body with rubber track shoes on the tracks slowly drove out of the cabin. The newly painted number 1322 on the outside of the vertical armor plate sparkled in the sun.

The sturdy representative looked at the fully exposed tank body and exclaimed: "Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!!!"

It's the Tiger, this big guy occupies two-thirds of the load capacity of this transport plane. The wealthy business group in Malburg begged for this one, and no one knows what they were thinking.

The Tiger, which was once jokingly called the doomsday weapon, never expected that one day it would be used as a decisive battle weapon by a country...

The madness of the people of Malburg is all-encompassing. Not only have the domestic residents begun to mobilize as soldiers, but also men, women, young and old have all joined the battle.

Overseas Malbork people who had previously made a living and did business abroad also campaigned among governments of various countries, seeking all possible support.

Among them, the top three companies headed by Seris are the primary targets. They not only want written political resolutions, but also practical military support.

But these requirements also made Seris feel troubled. Sending troops to you across nearly 30,000 kilometers?

Even the Super Fortress with a maximum range of 2.2 cannot fly over Malberg. Not to mention the confidentiality level of the Super Fortress, we can't treat this strategic heavy bomber, which costs tens of millions to build as a basic model and easily sells for over million after military modification, as a disposable consumable and throw it away after use?

The friendship between the two countries has not reached this level, and Malberg has never taken the brunt of a nuclear explosion for Seris.

Even if the alliance can really cross 30,000 kilometers, it will not demonstrate such a technical level. It still has to keep some trump cards in mind, which can also reduce the vigilance of various countries.

Ernesto wanted to help but really couldn't. Even with Seres' full range of technical assistance, Ernesto's military level in the aviation field could barely produce a quasi-medium-range bomber with a range of roughly 3000 kilometers. It was still in the flight verification stage, and others were not willing to give it out.

Not to mention Surya. When you talk business with them, they have plenty to talk to you about. They are embarrassed to talk about technology. They themselves got one of the three permanent seats by sucking up to others. They really don't understand this stuff.

However, the people of Malberg also thought of a solution, which was to spend money to pave the way and quickly advance the joint army plan decided by the alliance, and use huge sums of money to speed up the construction of airports in countries along the route so that the alliance's air force can transfer supplies along the way.

The purpose of the first B-11 flight was to verify the safety of the route and to deliver some much-needed supplies to the Malburg authorities.

However, after learning that the alliance had officially lifted restrictions on the purchase of military weapons, the wealthy businessman in Malburg immediately bought a Tiger tank. He also ran around and persuaded five outstanding international students from the military academy to serve as crew members, and hired a group of logistics personnel to pack them up and board the plane.

In fact, this is the only solution. It can be said that this Tiger tank set is the greatest support that overseas Malburg people can give to the country in a short period of time, because it is the only ready-made top combat force.

As for the rest, whether it is fighter jets or other armored vehicles, even if they are bought off the shelf, they do not have people who can operate them, so they cannot form combat effectiveness.

In a word, after the overseas donation from Marburg, they had gathered a large fund for saving the country, and now they had a lot of money but could not spend it.

Unless they could buy nuclear bombs, but when they made this request, they were kicked out by the Alliance diplomats, so naturally they didn't dare to mention it again.

That night, Franz and his companions received a warm reception from the military, and their relatives were even sent to the scene so that their family could be reunited.

In order to safely escort the families of the five trainees back from the war zone, they paid the price of hundreds of soldiers. This shows that the current situation in Malberg is so critical that they are almost desperate to seek medical treatment from all directions.

At the party, Franz saw his beloved fiancée and couldn't help but smile brightly and hugged her.

To be honest, although he had enough confidence in the Tiger, he was not optimistic that he could change anything after returning home. But he came back in the end because the people he cared about were here.

Even though he knew that if he didn't go back, he would definitely get a good position in the United Nations Army in the future with his resume. Even though there was a high probability that there would be no return if he came back, he accepted it.

The original intention of everything he did was to provide better living conditions for his family and his future wife. This was the premise of his struggle.

If these are gone, what is the point of having a bright future? Can we take them to the grave?

Chapter 465 Buried together

Franz rested for two days and then reported to the military headquarters. It was not until he actually got involved that he realized how bad the situation in Malburg had become.

The independent Malberg is a small to medium-sized country with a total population of only about 2000 million. Because the external conditions are not good and it is a bit dirty compared to the big countries before the disintegration, the number of their standing army before the war was a little more than 67, which is neither too many nor too few.

After the war broke out, a large number of regular troops were lost. The Malburg government mobilized six batches of recruitment, roughly mobilizing more than 100 million young and middle-aged people to join the army. Together with the original total of about 170 million, these were basically the elite population of Malburg.

However, due to the gap in weapon strength between the two sides, no matter how many troops are assembled, they will be annihilated. Three quarters of the 170 million troops have been lost so far. The number of civilians killed will be several times or even dozens of times that of the regular army. The quality of the soldiers who will continue to be recruited can be imagined...

He came to the front line of defense from the rear. This new line of defense blocked two major attacks by the 100,000 vanguard troops of the demon clan. He was one of the few elite troops in Malberg's army that could resist the demon army head-on.

Franz was not sure about other places, but he had seen 10-year-old soldiers at the recruitment point in the rear. The military trousers issued by them were pulled up to their chests, and the steel helmet on their heads looked like potatoes in a bowl. Not only their eyes, but even their noses could not be shown. It was both funny and sad to see.

"Isn't it said that the minimum requirement is middle-aged?"

'Lieutenant Franz...'

The soldier from the admissions office who was leading the way touched the white hair at his temples and hesitated to answer the questions he asked after seeing him repeatedly turning his head to look at the child soldiers.

"Hmm? What's up, old comrade?"

'Our conscription law has mobilized 25% of the nation for service, plus the losses of the rebels everywhere.'

The soldier trembled: "9-15 years old is considered a prime age in Mutiful State now... If they die, Mutiful State will really be left with no men, completely gone."

......

'The conscription office will be closed in the next two days, and it will be our turn.'

"After all, we are adults and we can't die behind them. It's good to be able to take a magic bullet for them, at least one child doesn't have to take it."

His expression was very calm. In fact, everyone here, young or old, was very calm. They had nothing but the military uniform and a rifle.

The ammunition reserves of the 75mm rapid-fire guns on the defense line were running low, and the gun barrel accessories had also been used up. Every time a gun broke down, one was dismantled to make spare parts.

Even the 75mm field guns were almost gone, not to mention any other heavy firepower.

The thin military uniforms do not have any defensive capabilities except for giving them a little dignity. If ordinary people like them encounter a magician on the front battlefield, they can only block a magic bullet and consume some of the opponent's magic power.

Franz didn't know what to say, and followed the other party silently to the station where the tank transporter was parked. Looking at the Tiger tanks that were loading shells into the ammunition depot, the old soldier showed a trace of envy in his eyes.

Franz saw his gaze and introduced: "Tiger tank, main gun caliber 88mm, vehicle length 8.55 meters, total length with gun barrel 10.35 meters, frontal armor 122mm, combat weight 65 tons. Engine maximum horsepower 1050, maximum speed 65km/h, 135 rounds of ammunition."

"Good! Good stuff! It would be nice if there were more. It would be nice if we could make it."

"There would be no need for a dozen guys carrying explosive packs to exchange for a demon tank and machine."

Mutiful Line

After launching two rounds of general offensives that both ended in failure, they stopped the attack, contracted the defense line, and waited for the arrival of the main force. Although the security war launched by the people's resistance in Malburg caused great obstacles to the demon army and even caused part of the supply line to be captured by the guerrillas.

But the general trend was irreversible. These scattered stragglers were quickly wiped out under the care of the regular army. At the same time, the slave races who moved from the demon territory served as guards and fought wits and courage with the local residents, which prevented their main force from being completely trapped in the ocean. 150,000 were withdrawn to the front line.

With more than 8 vanguards and more than main forces, the number of demon troops that the Mutivl Defense Line had to face suddenly doubled. The pressure caused by hundreds of thousands of demon troops was unprecedented.

The number of troops on both sides was basically the same, but the quality of the soldiers on both sides was completely different. Even at the beginning when the defenders were the richest, the casualty ratio of the two sides was around 1-2, and this 2 was on the Malberg side.

More than 20 enemy troops, two magic mecha divisions with thousands of machines, a tank division with hundreds of tanks, and a legion-level magic corps of 800 people.

The haggard commander of the garrison couldn't help but cover his heart as he looked at the report in his hand.

'commander!'

"Commander, are you okay?"

Several guards hurriedly held him, took out the medicine bottle, poured out two pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Fortunately, Seris's special medicine has arrived."

The commander, who had recovered, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me. Go to the defense line."

Just as they were about to retort, the commander waved his hand to stop them: "There's no need to worry about me. There's no better defensive point behind Mutiful."

"We held out for 38 days. You all did a great job. So many children died here. I want to be buried with them." Each of his personal soldiers is a master of magic. They would rather play their due role on the battlefield than by his side.

The demon army once again launched a general offensive. This time with the addition of the main force, the intensity of the war suddenly rose several levels.

Hundreds of 120mm heavy artillery made by the goblins fired shells madly at the Malberg trench position, blasting countless craters near the trench.

The general in the underground fortress at the front line watched the artillery shells bombarding their defense line through the magic image, and shouted anxiously: "Counterattack! Counterattack! Where is your artillery fire? What's going on! "

The staff officer cried: "General! Our guns can't reach them!"

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Resistance on the Mutiful Line was fierce, with the main position repeatedly lost and recaptured, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

However, the edge position was attacked by the armored group at a single point and was soon broken by the enemy's armored group. The anti-tank trench fortifications blocked part of the position, but the main force still advanced quickly towards Mutivrne.

The 30-ton goblin tank is the product of cooperation between demons and goblins. It has a mobility of only 25 kilometers per hour and is equipped with a 57mm tank gun. The front armor is 89mm thick and the weakest point is 35mm.

Even though its data is pretty rubbish, the goblins have completed scale and mass production, and can export large quantities of equipment to the demons at a low price.

Tanks of this level formed an armored torrent that was enough to crush the defensive positions composed of rifles, machine guns and 75mm artillery.

Of course, they could never have imagined that in the wasteland at the junction of the Mutiful Line and the Mutiful City, there was a huge vehicle lying in the dense forest like a tiger, quietly waiting for them.

Chapter 466: Sea of ​​Tanks? Sea of ​​Iron Fists!

Dozens of tanks swarmed in from the breakthrough in the defense line, and the soldiers crawling in the trenches fired wildly. They knew that shooting at tanks with rifles and machine guns was like hitting a rock with an egg, but they had to buy time and attract attention for their companions.

They did it indeed. The dense rain of bullets greatly limited the living space of the demon soldiers who were following the tanks in the rear. The goblin tank turrets turned and aimed at each trench firepower point one by one.

Although a 57mm tank gun is nothing, it also depends on the target. Ordinary machine gun positions and mortal bodies can naturally be hit accurately with one shot.

'Brother, is this possible?'

Facing the question from his young comrade, the soldier with a weathered face holding a long tube said in a low voice: "It has to be done even if it's impossible."

Even though the Malburg soldiers were fearless and brave, the threat they could pose to aircraft and tanks was limited. Therefore, under the technical guidance of the engineers urgently dispatched by the Alliance, a simplified version of the Iron Fist anti-tank barrel was quickly finalized and mass-produced.

The anti-tank tube is roughly composed of two parts. The warhead diameter is 149mm, and the rear launch tube is composed of an iron pipe with a diameter of 44mm. A simple rear sight and trigger are installed above the iron pipe.