I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Just thinking about it is enough to make people imagine. The profits contained in the cargo it carries make too many people jealous, especially when it first docked at the port of Puerente. It took nearly two weeks to unload the cargo, and the same amount to load it back.

This aroused the jealousy of the great lord of the city of Moseradile. The Moseradile port was his property, and he had detailed records of how much material and goods were loaded and unloaded when the giant ship arrived.

For this purpose, he specially sent out his trusted subordinates, leading a pirate group disguised as a group from the port fleet, to rob in the deep high seas, hoping to make some money.

As a result, the fleet was completely wiped out by the Seris Federation Fleet that was waiting for the giant ship in the high seas, and Count Moseladale was completely wiped out in one fell swoop.

At this moment, he was heading towards the royal capital, hoping to put pressure on the Federation through the kingdom to make up for his heavy losses.

This naval battle was quite dramatic. After discovering that the other side had ill intentions towards the giant ship, the federal fleet took the initiative and began firing volleys of artillery in an attempt to persuade them to leave.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was actually very far, and the naval guns had no accuracy at all. It was just a warning shot, but Moseladale's fleet stubbornly returned fire, and one of the shots hit a giant ship very close to them.

This time the meaning is completely different.

The five cruisers quickly formed a battle line and fired back from the side. The two sides were far apart, but the federal fleet had sophisticated equipment to constantly correct the trajectory and could fire indirect fire.

However, the trajectory of the magic crystal cannons on Moseladale's fleet was straight, and they needed to get closer to exert their power. As the distance got closer, the Federal Navy's artillery fire became more and more accurate.

Armor-piercing bullets had a miraculous effect on magic shields, causing heavy losses to the Moseladale fleet.

The magic crystal cannon only came into play after the distance was shortened. One shot hit the cruiser's magic shield, and our side was hit by the opponent's rapid-fire cannon.

The mecha soldiers who were originally waiting to board the ship to fight didn't have that chance at all. The closer they got to the rapid-fire cannon, the higher the accuracy. If they couldn't wait for the ship to get close, they would have to feed the fish along with their ship, which broke their mentality.

The final result of the battle was that more than half of the Moseladale fleet was lost, the rest were captured, and the three cruisers of the Federal Navy suffered some minor damage.

The magic cannon is an energy shot and does not have any physical damage like a projectile. Before it destroys the enemy's magic shield, the damage it can cause is very limited. This is also the direct factor that enabled the Federal Navy to achieve such a good result.

The caravan then forced the other side to sink their ship and all the crew members became prisoners, who were then taken back to the Federation for mining.

After receiving the battle report, Medea carefully examined the battle process between the two fleets, which completely confirmed her previous thoughts.

All members of the federal army who can install a magic engine must install this thing, which is a complete technological amplifier.

With the magic shield generated by the magic power package and an additional set of power and firepower systems, the technological warships can completely create a generational crushing advantage.

Even if the shield is blown up, the structural strength of the pure steel hull is several levels stronger than those wooden sailing ships.

The magical natives did not have the mindset of leaving professional matters like the Federation to professionals, and applied the slave theory to alchemical creation.

The opponent's magic power source not only has to generate shields but also serves as a source of energy for launching weapons. It is even more illegal than illegal work, and the loss is much higher than that of the federal warships.

The same thinking applies to other weapons. With the protection of magic shield, technological creations can fully maximize all their advantages. It is difficult to judge who magic benefits.

As of now, technology still has a clear firepower advantage in large-scale combat, but it is at a disadvantage in special operations such as individual infiltration.

This is why Media's special forces plan has been delayed in being implemented on a large scale. After all, no matter how good your combat skills are, it would be a joke if you can't withstand a single blow while your opponent can withstand many blows.

However, small-scale experimental tactical teams can still be formed, and relying on technical data, the Seris Federation has also created its own mecha team.

It’s still the same design idea, technology and alchemy are integrated with each other.

The height is also three meters, but the original steel frame has been changed to a silver-plated lightweight alloy, which allows the magic road to run more smoothly while also greatly reducing its own weight.

The firepower equipment is the handheld LB-12.7MFP, which has an enlarged caliber of 11mm silver-plated magic bullets, which is an enhanced plus version of the magic gun in Mi Wei's hand.

It has an external five-barrel Gatling machine gun, which uses universal 12.7mm bullets and is fed by an external ammunition box at the back and can be hand-held.

Professional heavy firepower operators carry a single vehicle-mounted heavy recoilless rifle as a close-in fire support point, and the rest of the load is given to the external artillery ammunition box, and nothing else is considered.

In addition to providing mobility and shields, the magic power source has all other functions cut off, maximizing the shield strength and body self-sustaining capacity to twice that of the original version.

As for the name of the team, she hasn't decided yet.

Chapter 117 Weeping Angels Tactical Team

How about calling it the [Weeping Angels] Tactical Team?

It has ample firepower, including a large rifle that can snipe out a soldier's body with a single shot, a revolver Gatling gun that provides fire cover, and support from a recoilless gun.

It is enough to deal with a small group of enemy machines used for infiltration alone and kill them quickly and accurately.

In addition to the large transport airship assigned to them and two small airships providing air fire support, there are also tactical bombers and gunships converted from bombers that are gradually being installed in the mid-term.

This set of firepower equipment can completely allow this team to influence the direction of a local battle.

The [Weeping Angel] in Doctor Strange either doesn't appear at all, or it will kill you if it does, which fits Medea's positioning of the mecha team.

The machine is controlled by special forces soldiers, and Seris's selection of special operations soldiers will be more inclined to the use of skills and tactics, and it does not matter whether they are magicians or not.

It’s not that magicians can’t afford it, but ordinary people find it more cost-effective.

Moreover, Seris's positioning of the machine is to make it the second life of the soldier. If the soldiers were asked to take off their machines and engage in hand-to-hand combat with their opponents, it would undoubtedly be a failure for technology.

The magic world's military system is basically one-way transparent to the Seris Federation, so we must skillfully use the advantages and disadvantages between the enemy and us to make up for it and launch targeted counterattacks.

To be honest, Medea really wants to communicate with the semi-secluded Goblin Kingdom, because the other party has only two options in the future: either truly realize alchemy and create gods, and touch the realm of gods with inscription alchemy.

Or they can extend their lifespan by transforming themselves through alchemy~

A genius of a race can only live for a maximum of fifty years, which is a huge loss that is unacceptable to any race.

[Alchemical transformation to extend lifespan? Your idea is interesting.]

The tall royal sister appeared near Medea. Seeing that it was Elsa, Medea was a little annoyed: "I told you not to pry into other people's minds!"

Aisha covered her mouth: "Oh my, I forgot~"

"But your idea is indeed very interesting, and it is a bit like what the dwarves are doing now."

"Dwarf? Aren't goblins dwarfs?"

Medea was a little confused when she heard this. She remembered that when she was looking up the racial atlas of the continent in the library, the dwarfs were introduced as goblins, but people in different regions had different names for goblins.

"That was the information from the past. The dwarves now... well, maybe the word dwarves isn't quite right. They got some technology from nowhere to make themselves look disgusting, but very powerful."

"How disgusting is that?"

"It's just... bloody and looks like a skinned beast, but its vitality is very strong, comparable to the war beasts among the orcs. It seems to have a side effect, and it will lose its mind. I have received a cleanup mission issued by the dwarves."

"Anyway, there is a group that has completely separated from the goblin group. They claim to be the dwarfs, and have nothing to do with the goblins."

Medea: "....Flesh technology?"

Elsa found a chair and sat down, crossing her long, voluptuous legs: "This description is quite appropriate. Otherwise, why do you think we were born? This world is beginning to get chaotic~"

Medea rubbed her forehead. She felt like the world was heading in a strange direction.

In a world where magic is king, why don't you just think about how to use magic instead of resorting to these crooked ways?

What? Will she have to have a whole clan of spirits later? Is this all she does?

But if you think about it, there seems to be nothing wrong with it. If you don't have enough talent in magic, there is no way out, but life will find a way out for itself. It is always better to look for opportunities blindly than to go down the path of magic until the end.

Perhaps the racial atlas I had seen before was already a waste. The world was changing too rapidly, and the subcontinent seemed like a pure land.

I guess it's also related to the different competitive pressures. Except for remote areas, the main continent is in a state of war all year round.

As we all know, war is the best catalyst for civilization. After all, if you don’t want to end up tragically, you must keep up with the development of your opponent, otherwise you will suffer the consequences sooner or later.

Medea opened her big eyes and pretended to be innocent, staring at Elsa with her watery eyes, but the words she said seemed a little dark:

"Sister Aisha, can you get me a few of those dwarf monsters? I always feel a little uneasy. Can you get me two so I can practice shooting to relieve the tension?"

No, she doesn't like the appearance of unknown things beyond her control. She must test the composition by target shooting to see if it is still a carbon-based organism. Perhaps the development of thermite should be put on the agenda?

So is it shameful to act cute? No! Everything is for the Federation!

Aisha thought: "Well... the dwarves should not have lost their minds now, otherwise they would have asked us to help. We are notoriously tight-lipped."

Seeing the 'petite' Medea approaching her and hugging her arm, with eyes full of pure admiration, Elsa changed the subject: 'I know a shortcut to the dwarfs' side that can help you get in, and I'll catch one for you.'

"Two!"

Elsa rubbed Medea's head and ruffled her hair: "Just one! No more!"

Although there is a teleportation array inside the witch's house that leads directly to the dwarf's territory, only witches have this thing. If you steal their things, how can they not know who the culprit is?

Stealing one is fine, but stealing more is a bit embarrassing...

"Okay, just one!"

Medea curled her lips, pulled off the two buns on her head, and let her smooth silver hair fall down. She shook her hair casually, and the hair hit Elsa's face from time to time, making her feel itchy:

"I actually have a question I've always wanted to ask you, which is... you are a witch that evolved from humans, will you ever develop feelings for a human male?"

Mitia was fixing her hair when she heard Elsa's question. She turned to look at Elsa in surprise and asked, "How long does it take for a steak that has just been taken out of the pan to cool completely?"

Elsa was stunned by Medea's irrelevant question, but still answered: "Half an hour? Or an hour? I haven't noticed."

Medea said nonchalantly, "Let's say it's one hour. So will humans fall in love with steak that can only be heated for one hour?"

"Puff..."

"Your angle is quite strange, but it's quite appropriate... Indeed, how can one like a piece of steak~"

Elsa thought of the man she met when she was traveling around the continent. He was a handsome, humorous and interesting human being.

But she accidentally overslept one time, and when she found him again, only a tombstone was left.

She didn't even have time to be moved.

A dragon grows one year older, while a human lives a hundred years.

"Two is enough, but I guess I'll have to stay away from the dwarves from now on..."

"Great!!!"

Chapter 118: Unknown power, stronger when facing a strong opponent

If industry exists only for the military, then everything will be meaningless.

In terms of military, Seris not only replaced the new heavy weapons, but also pointed out the body heavy fighters, the first batch of tanks, large transport aircraft, and giant airships.

As the military has made great progress, secondary technology can naturally be delegated to private enterprises for use.

The most eye-catching one among them is the hand tractor, which was Medea’s favorite thing in his previous life!

The manufacturing difficulty of a hand-crank tractor is almost zero. Because it is a single-cylinder type, the parts are simple and easy to maintain, making it a good helper for farmers.

As the saying goes: diesel has a single cylinder, the power is unknown, and it becomes stronger when facing strong opponents.

There is nothing it cannot pull, only what you dare not pull.