I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

It can only be said that the older you get, the more disorganized you become. Eva Carly is a typical example of someone who has lost her mind. The more she makes trouble, the more annoying her previous hard work and achievements become. Everyone wants to take advantage of her to get a reward, so who does the alliance belong to?

No wonder some people would say that there is no such thing as a hero in Seres' dictionary.

You have merits and want this and that, I have merits and want this and that, who among us has no merits? Instead of everyone scrambling to get a share of the fruits, it would be better to just ignore them all and let future generations compete fairly.

Now the candidates for the prime minister's succession are very clear. The conservative Veronica has a 99.99% chance of completing the leap from the local to the core, and she is the only one who can spare the person she wants to deal with.

In fact, the alliance originally did not have a conservative faction. After all, if you carefully count the time it took to achieve complete peace after the baptism of war, it took less than ten years in total. The current middle and upper class groups within the alliance have all experienced the war period.

They are all hot-tempered guys who have come from the era when they could defeat seven gangs alone in the league. Confidence and pride have long been ingrained in their bones.

They have sufficient confidence in themselves and their country, and believe that problems that cannot be solved by diplomacy can be solved by physics, and if physics is insufficient, nuclear weapons can be used, and the truth is always within the range of artillery. This is a typical radical faction.

The conservatives are the new generation represented by Veronica. They think the radicals are too conservative.

I think the radicals are still at the superficial stage of their thinking. Unlike them, they have long been looking at and considering issues from the perspective of a world government.

What’s yours and what’s mine, they’re all mine.

The post-war reformulated rules plan was privately described by the former Prime Minister who signed the contract as crowning Seris with his own hands, which is actually a very appropriate description.

Unified market environment, unified joint military force.

The dual soft control in economy and culture is now on the right track. In a few years, these small countries will be reduced to just names.

If you put aside those modern terms and look closely at the basic structure of the World United Organization, you will find that although there are so many small countries, the overall basic framework is actually based on the rules of a unified empire in the classical period.

The Seris Alliance represents the core control center of the imperial capital, using the absolute strength of the elite imperial guards as a stabilizer to leverage and drive the local vassal states to obey orders.

Queen Seris can interfere with the selection of successors of local princes at will, just like the emperor, and fundamentally decide who is the main family and who is the branch family, and which bloodline is orthodox. This is also a layer of soft control. It is exactly the same as the rise of a classical empire.

The different thinking between the conservative and radical factions of the alliance is reflected in the different understandings of policies, and the two sides have extremely fierce debates on the formulation of strategic policies in all aspects of Seris' future.

After all, since the starting points are different, the plans and predictions for the future will naturally be different.

And Medea... is a cooing dove.

Neither side had any wrong ideas, so there was no need for her to intervene and disrupt the balance.

The conservatives are the embodiment of her ideological achievements over the years, while the radicals represented by the older generation grew up with the Seris Alliance, have experienced many hardships, and have rich experience and wisdom in dealing with the world.

They know very well that walking fast does not necessarily mean going far, so it is better to wait and let them act as bad guys to eliminate the danger directly.

In fact, ordinary people have a higher tolerance for evil people. If a person does good things all his life and then does one wrong thing, he may be ruined. But if he does a lot of bad things and then does a good thing, the impact of this one good thing can outweigh all the bad things he did before.

The same logic applies to countries. They can now use force to eliminate external dangerous factors and make other countries tremble in the name of the alliance.

When they are no longer in this position, and the new group in power is slightly more polite than these old guys were, their tough international image will naturally be deconstructed and then beautified.

It's like having your emotions raised to a high point and then dropped to the bottom in an instant, which will produce a sense of loss and insecurity. They will spontaneously find ten thousand excuses for the alliance to hypnotize themselves and brainwash themselves, giving themselves psychological comfort.

By that time, the results of soft culture control will have begun to show, and many things will be accomplished naturally and logically.

The various sports events of the Seris Alliance were in full swing, the military parade celebration was also in the final countdown, and the streets were full of peace, singing and dancing. Meanwhile, the war thousands of miles away was also reaching a fever pitch.

Although the demon representatives stationed in Seris continued to explain and negotiate to reduce pressure on the alliance, the effect was not significant.

You were talking nicely at first, but ended up fighting again later. This kind of inconsistency at least proves that you can't speak with one voice internally.

At the same time, you representatives have no say, so negotiating with you is a waste of effort. There is even suspicion that you are trying to delay time to stabilize the alliance.

The Alliance acknowledged that the cost of deploying troops on a large scale across such a long distance would be an astronomical amount of money and resources, but it did not say that this was the only way the Alliance could support Malburg.

Besides, the value of some things cannot be measured by cost.

Soon, the three demon representatives who were anxiously running around in the embassy received a mysterious invitation letter. The Alliance invited them to observe the test firing process of the Alliance's new weapons.

At the same time, all TV stations within the alliance also broadcast this news, attracting the attention of the general public to this new mysterious weapon.

The weapon was not actually tested in recent years. It is only in recent years that it has completely acquired actual combat capabilities. Before that, we could only say that it could be launched, but no one knew where it would eventually fly to under inertial guidance. After launch, only God knew where it would fall.

Now that we are talking about inertial guidance, the weapon itself is about to emerge.

After the audience arrived, there was no excessive greeting. The large screen in the room flashed and split into two. On one screen, several staff members were busy, while the other screen showed an ordinary and desolate space.

Without giving anyone a chance to ask questions, after the staff reviewed the order, the commander and adjutant on the screen inserted the key and turned it. The ground on a deserted lot outside suddenly rose up, revealing the mechanical device inside. Dirt fell off, and the top cover rose up completely, revealing a deep cavity inside.

In full view of everyone, a tall cylinder popped out from the hole. After the cylinder, which was more than ten meters long, was completely ejected, there was a "bang" at the bottom, emitting intense flames and muffled sounds. It rushed straight into the sky at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind a long trail of smoke. Everything was so familiar.

Isn't this the same process as the rocket launch a while ago? The only difference is that it is moved from the ground to underground, and there seems to be no other difference...right?

The receptionist on site did not explain to everyone's confusion, but continued to smile politely, handed out a circle of sunglasses and asked everyone to put them on, and continued to watch.

The familiar first-stage rocket engine detached, the second stage ignited, and then the fairing detached. The second-stage thruster successfully sent the rocket out of space. After 120 seconds, the second-stage engine of the rocket completed the maneuvering tilt and detached, and the third-stage engine ignited successfully at one time.

In the magically magnified image, the rocket, which looked extremely small in the space, was moving slowly with light at its tail. The three-stage thrusters ran out of energy and separated once again. If it was a rocket, the propulsion program would have been completed at this time and the satellite would have been incorporated into orbit.

But this time it was different. Light appeared on the back of the triangular cone again, and the warhead engine powered by the magic core began to work. The surrounding omnidirectional nozzles constantly adjusted their flight posture, allowing the tip to slowly fall into the atmosphere towards the planet they were on.

The cone at the top began to separate from the disc-shaped engine, completing the final separation. The tail thruster worked to push the cone to rotate rapidly to stabilize the trajectory. The friction between the atmosphere and the cone head generated a large amount of heat, causing it to fall rapidly like a small meteorite at a speed of 20 Mach, which was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The third live broadcast window suddenly opened, and above the surging sea level, a spot of light appeared above the ocean in the blink of an eye, and then a huge fire exploded on the sea surface, causing the audience to exclaim in surprise.

The light of the fireball was so dazzling that it quickly formed an aerosol mushroom cloud on the sea surface. A circular wave quickly spread out around the sea surface with the detonation point as the center. The high-rising clouds still appeared huge and breathtaking from the aerial perspective.

The receptionist's smile deepened: "The ICBM test project was a complete success. Thank you all for participating."

Alos-5000 medium-range intercontinental ballistic missile

It is 14.65 meters long, has a standard range of 5500 kilometers, a launch weight of 22 tons, and can carry a 30-ton nuclear warhead or three 10-ton split warheads.

The old nuclear warhead that was just detonated had an equivalent power of about 3 tons.

The research and development of intercontinental ballistic missiles is not as difficult as imagined, or it is not difficult to send people into space without rockets.

After all, to put it bluntly, the difference between a launch vehicle and a ballistic missile is that one carries people and the other carries missiles, and a ballistic missile does not need to consider the passenger experience.

Its basic structure is derived from the technology of the Starway launch vehicle. Both the research and trial production have been very smooth, without encountering any difficult problems. Even the initial ejection technology was derived from the launch principle of the Soyuz launch vehicle.

Coupled with the successful launch of military satellites and biological intelligence to assist in correcting the trajectory, the alliance was so confident about this ballistic missile test that it directly started a live broadcast for strategic deterrence.

Yes, strategic deterrence. Compared to the amazement and shock of the other guests, the expressions of the demon representatives were not only shocked but also terrified.

They thought more about it. At a time when both sides were clearly on the verge of becoming enemies, the Alliance's live broadcast of the weapons test firing was purely to warn them.

The Seris Alliance and the Demon Continent are far apart, but that is based on the premise that there is a vast ocean between the two sides. The ocean between the two sides is the largest blank area in the world. There are no islands or reefs, no indigenous people, and no soil for life to survive. This is the factor that hinders the alliance.

But with ballistic weapons, the situation is completely different. Ballistic missiles can return directly to land from outer space. Who cares how bad the sea area is?

Once we put aside the geographical advantage, the straight-line distance between the Demons and the Alliance is only a little over 9000 kilometers. If this weapon is modified further, it can completely bring the Demons' homeland within its strike range, which is embarrassing.

This is the rhythm of either speaking reason or truth~

Sometimes being too comfortable will always make people forget how you made your fortune. When necessary, you have to give them a tight shoulder and tell them who is the absolute ruler of this planet.

Chapter 472 Donald Gray

[Amazing achievement! The heroic crew of the Malberg Tiger destroyed 72 tanks with minor injuries, the advance of the demon army was blocked, and the battle of Mutiful fell into a stalemate again. ]

In the car, Medea pointed to the huge headline on the newspaper: "If I remember correctly, there is only one?"

Anna glanced at it and nodded: "An export-type Tiger G. The defensive caliber of the goblin tanks used by the demons is almost twice that of the Tiger..."

"Oh~ then it's not a surprise. As long as the road wheels and gun barrels are not damaged, it is indeed a tiger among the sheep."

Medea turned the newspaper over to look at other news

There is nothing to continue paying attention to. The biggest weakness of the Tiger is its chassis system. After removing the anti-gravity device, the heavy body of the vehicle puts an extremely large pressure on the chassis. The problem is that it cannot turn around on the spot and is prone to breaking down on the spot, as well as the difficulty in maintaining the staggered road wheel walking system.

In addition, the Tiger G has defense, firepower, and accuracy. Even its man-machine efficiency and ammunition reserves are at the level that is currently unrivaled in the first echelon.

Of course, this is also the demon clan's own problem. Who says that tanks can only solve the problem? So it is not uncommon to suffer a big loss unintentionally.

Even though the Alliance is now replacing its tanks with new ones, the number of Tiger tanks in stock is not very low, and at least they can be used as training tanks.

If I sell it, I'm not going to be able to tell the truth. Many countries want it but can't afford it. Staggered road wheels are not something that normal people can repair.

Sherman's sales are pretty good.

Mitia felt the car suddenly slow down and looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The female bodyguard in the passenger seat turned around and explained: "Madam, there is someone blocking the car ahead. He has no energy fluctuations and is an ordinary person."

Mitia leaned over to look and saw a young man of about fourteen or fifteen standing on the side of the road talking to the driver of the car in front. Not long after, the boy lowered his head in disappointment. The car in front started and left, and the car behind saw this and quickly started to catch up. This happened to several cars in a row.

"Stop for a moment and see what he's going to do."

When it was Mitia's turn, she asked the bodyguard to stop the car, rolled down the window and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The boy smiled again when he saw a car stop. He felt a little nervous and shy when he saw the delicate face in front of him. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "Sister, I am so tired."

"Tired?"

Looking at the scorching sun in the sky and the heat waves that kept coming in after opening the window: "Are you suffering from heat stroke?"

'Um! ’

"Where did you come from?"

'Very far away.'

Mitia nodded and opened the car door: "You come up first, I'll give you a ride."

'Miss!'

The bodyguard was about to speak but stopped talking. Mitia looked at her and said, "It's okay."

Anna also shook her head at them. Although the Ministry of the Interior did not have much preparation when Medea took her to Abernant, a state far away from the core circle of Seris, on a whim, no preparation was needed.

How could anyone harm the Queen at her current level? Not to mention harming her, just harboring malicious intent is enough for the collective will of this world to reduce her luck to negative numbers and give her a big bad luck package.

Anna moved outward and pushed Medea to the innermost position, sitting in the middle, leaving space for the boy to sit in.

"Come, drink some water first."

Medea took the water and handed it to him. The boy thanked him stiffly and huddled on the edge of his seat to drink the water in big gulps.

"How far have you walked?"

'We walked a long way, it's so hot...'

"How old are you?"

"I don't know." He smiled and said, a little embarrassed.

Anna looked at him with some surprise, but Medea understood. She felt that something was wrong with him the first time she saw him. His facial features were in line with those of a mentally retarded patient, with slanted eyes and wide-set eyes, among other features that could be seen on him.