I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

At the same time, a wide hard ground surface must be cleared and a field runway must be poured with cement to provide for the take-off and landing of bombers and for aircraft transfer and refueling, thereby expanding the bombing radius.

At the same time, the chemical plant also began to ship the first two-ton thickener to the front line in Kaluka, where a special gasoline tanker truck was waiting for it to complete the proportion mixing on site.

With Kaluka occupied and Koparak Port bombed, coupled with the armored forces that had been moving towards the capital, the capital of Palia was facing the risk of being besieged for the second time.

And the enemy he has to face this time is far more terrifying than the first coalition forces.

However, they did not completely lose their ability to resist. When the Seris Federation bombed the Vatican's fleet, two advance teams of Class A divisions had already arrived in the royal capital to garrison.

A Vatican Class A Legion has the configuration of four divisions. Two divisions are already quite large, and the advance force itself has the responsibility of transporting some heavy firepower, retaining 70% of the legion's heavy firepower.

Even now their morale is still very high because they are unaware that their supply lines have been cut off and the Vatican has concealed the news.

The naval battle between the two sides at sea ended with the complete annihilation of the Vatican's Invincible Fleet. The impact of this battle was extremely far-reaching.

It can be said that Medea slapped the Pope hard in the face, leaving him with no place to vent his anger, because he had no boat...

It's embarrassing to say but this is the truth. Although it is not very difficult to build a wooden sailboat, good quality wood is not as easy to find as you might think. It is a controlled item in all countries above the kingdom and empire.

Even if they could build it, what would be the use? The Holy See had just been beaten up by the steel battleships of the Federation Navy. Even a fool would know that it was time for wooden sailing ships to leave the stage.

The manufacture of new steel warships is a blank area and everything has to be learned from scratch.

And there is a point that is often overlooked, that is, the Federal Navy's actions this time were very ruthless, and the large number of warships destroyed resulted in a large number of casualties among sailors.

Training a crew with rich sailing experience, especially the quality of the military personnel, is more difficult than shipbuilding. As a result, they were almost wiped out by the Federation. This is the most damaging part.

Even if the Holy See used magic to create an invincible fleet, it would still face the embarrassing situation of having ships but no one to drive them.

It can be said that the Vatican sailors captured by the navy are now worth as much as gold.

It can be said that the louder the Vatican's voice was at the alliance meeting, the worse it is facing now. I told you not to interfere in affairs, but you had to do so.

The restless Icathia and Puelente kingdoms also stopped their efforts. Puelente kingdom had fought with the federal navy fleet before and thought it was just a small matter...

The Vatican suffered a crushing defeat this time not because of its weapons, but more importantly, it lost in its cognition.

Perhaps the Punishment Legion is indeed very powerful, but if the two sides really fight each other, they have almost no chance of winning.

While the Holy See was still waging a two-dimensional war and deploying its troops on the ground, Media was already consciously moving its army in the direction of a multi-dimensional strike by sea, land, and air.

The capital of Palia was equipped with a large number of heavy artillery and catapults, and the garrison troops with abundant food reserves were fighting with the federal army outside the city, which was still dreaming.

As a result, more and more troops gathered outside the city, but they did not launch an attack for half a month. It seemed that they had no interest in attacking Wangdu.

The Federation did not launch its attack until the Vatican's army's vigilance inevitably began to decline.

But this time it still didn't come from the land, but from the sky~

Previously, when Media organized a hundred bombers to bomb the military port dock, those bombers were never to return. They made a forced landing in the area at a simple airport in the desert, and then were dismantled into parts on the spot and taken away.

This time it was different. Starting with Pralo, hundreds of bombers carried bombs and flew over the capital of Palia to drop them, then turned to Kaluka Airport to land for supplies, and then returned to Pralo to re-equip.

A large number of bombs were dropped on the capital of Palia every day. They had no defense against this kind of high-altitude bombing. This time the bombers flew higher, not giving the captain-level machines any chance to fly up and start attacking.

However, because the throwing height is too high, the killing effect is not significant, and it serves more as a psychological deterrent.

At the same time, the federal army was constantly persuading the enemy to surrender, dropping large numbers of surrender leaflets from airplanes and stating that if they did not surrender, they would bear the consequences.

The Holy See convened another alliance meeting on the main continent, strongly criticizing the Seris Federation for declaring war without declaration, attempting to get representatives of the two empires to come out and support it.

However, both empires were watching the Vatican's performance with the idea of ​​watching a show. They were too far away from the Federation, but very close to the Vatican.

In order to expand its faith area, the Holy See has never given up external aggression. The area of ​​its territory is almost the same as that of an empire, and there is also a goddess of light behind it.

They would love to see the church take a hit; it would benefit everyone.

Although the Empire was not defeated, the voice of the Holy See was growing louder and louder, and it seemed that it was about to go to war with the Seris Federation. Reading these reports every day made Medea gradually impatient.

She was no longer in the mood to continue to fight with the other party and wanted to cut the Gordian knot and quickly put an end to this local war.

In the hangar of Kaluka Airport, a large number of ground crew members were busy going up and down. The loader held an oval plastic barrel and hung it under the wing of the fighter plane. He scooped a large spoonful of powder from the iron barrel and poured it into the barrel.

The person waiting on the other side raised the oil gun, inserted it into the plastic barrel and began to pour gasoline into it while asking: "This looks a bit big, what is the capacity?"

The soldier who was mixing the proportions looked up and smiled: "Of course it's big, this is 100 gallons!"

The soldier who was refueling gasoline asked curiously: "Is this thing really useful? Is it more powerful than a bomb?" He had never seen this type of bomb.

The soldier being questioned shrugged: "I don't know either, but I know the code name of this bomb."

'what? '

"Hellfire."

The bombers took off in batches according to the tower's deployment, formed fleets in the air and flew towards the distance.

At the same time, the Vatican soldiers who had been nervously and closely watching the federal army outside the city were surprised to find that the federal army began to retreat in an orderly manner and seemed to have given up the idea of ​​attacking them.

This idea made many soldiers unable to hold back their joy. At first, they did not take the Federal Army seriously and even opened the city gates to try to attack. As a result, they lost the lives of thousands of mechanical soldiers before they successfully retreated back into the city.

Even if they hid in the city, they had to worry every day about the enemy's artillery shells hitting the city from time to time and bombs falling from the sky.

Now that they see the other side is about to withdraw, they are naturally happy not to have to fight them.

One of the sharp-eyed Vatican officers discovered that among the enemy's retreating army, there was a girl dressed in a style very similar to that of a church priest, and she was actually praying for atonement in the direction of their city.

This scene suddenly caused the officer to feel a sense of threat so strong that it suffocated him.

Chapter 137: Beautiful Jasmine Flower

[Enemy attack!!! Enemy attack!!!]

A cry of surprise came from the group of soldiers behind them. The soldiers around them suddenly became agitated and looked around in panic. The general of the vanguard division who had been watching the other side go away was also startled, and then he cursed in anger:

"Who the hell is yelling? Can't you see that everyone has evacuated? Where is the enemy attack?"

[Heaven! General! Heaven! ]

The general looked up and saw a group of black dots. He slapped his head. He was not used to the Seris Federation's way of attacking from the sky. "Damn it! Keep hidden!!!"

A small number of soldiers risked their lives to continue monitoring the movements of the Federal Army on the wall to prevent being attacked in return, while most of the soldiers hid in various houses and fortifications.

Although the accuracy of the Federation's Iron Eagles' attacks was not very good, there were always some unlucky ones who got hit, and their colleagues within a few dozen meters around them would also die together.

However, after being hit many times, they also noticed that if they hid in the room, they could still survive as long as they were not hit at a very close distance.

[Are you ready? Chavez, we are about to reach the target. ]

Inside the roaring cabin, the captain's questions came through the radio headset.

Chavez, who was in the ammunition bay, smiled and said, "Of course! Come to my place tonight after this matter is over. I'll treat you to a good drink!"

[I didn't expect you still have indicators to use up? ]

"Damn it, this guy always mixes my wine with his own, but keeps it for himself. I'm going there tonight too! Take me with you!"

'Me too!'

Charles, who had lost his smile, said helplessly, "Your Majesty! How can I have so much in stock? One cup per person at most."

"Hey, as long as there is one, I'm not picky."

[Okay! We are about to descend, guys, get ready, wish us good luck! ]

"The bombs are ready, brothers, I'm going to blow them up like a festival."

[The bombing group obeyed the order, and the pilot began to descend.]

【receive. 】

The fighter planes began to lower their altitude further to 500 meters, making it easier for bombardiers to aim, but this was also an extremely dangerous altitude.

Because of the danger, the Federal Air Force did not allow this to happen before, and the Vatican Army did not have time to seize this rare opportunity.

"Aiming at you!"

Charles pressed the power switch, and the wing clips on the 100-gallon napalm bomb hanging buckles carried on both sides of the bomber's wings retracted, and the bomb body fell while pulling off the safety fuse tied to the wing.

Under the force exerted by the torn-off fuse, the projectile began to flip in the air, and the alkali inside the fuse came into contact and mixed with the colloid inside the projectile, and finally it flipped over and hit the ground hard.

The collision caused the alkali to spontaneously combust, instantly detonating the nitrocellulose hidden in the inner wall of the magazine into high-pressure gas and igniting the napalm. The internal pressure increased greatly, bursting the magazine and creating a brilliant firework dozens of meters high on the ground.

With the help of the impact force of the explosion, the fireworks can splash to a radius of 100 meters, and then erode all the gaps like flowing high-temperature magma, and begin to spread everywhere.

The soldier hiding in the room suddenly felt the arm armor on his hand getting hot: "Ah?! What is this! Help me get rid of it!"

As he spoke, he clapped his arms desperately. Seeing this, his companions around him also took up various tools to help clapped their arms. The high temperature of thousands of degrees almost instantly dissolved the protective inscriptions on the metal, and directly contacted the metal surface, melting it into molten iron that dripped onto his arms.

Bone-eating pain emanated from his arms and slapping palms, and his companions around him also let out various shrill screams.

'My hand!!!'

'Why can't I take pictures? Help! Help me! ! '

'crunch'

The wooden house was burned through, and a large amount of flaming red liquid fell from the sky and poured all over their heads and faces, turning the entire house into a sea of ​​fire.

"Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!"

The dense and tragic screams that did not sound like human voices made the soldiers hiding on the lower level look at each other in horror. Before they could move, there was a loud sound of collapse and breakage, and the soldiers above, covered in flames, fell on them.

Some of them saw the appearance of those soldiers in a panic, and a bone-chilling chill rose from their hearts, and their legs could not stop shaking weakly.

Their facial features had long been dissolved, and their cheek flesh had been burned. In the smoke, they stared with terrifying purple-black mouths, howling like demons from hell:

[Goddess! The goddess is here to pick me up! ]

A large number of soldiers who were hit by the fluid they threw out soon followed suit. They rushed around with their bodies swinging, or rolled wildly on the ground.

The general standing on the top of the city with a magic shield on his head looked up at the countless bombs falling from the sky. The sound was not as loud as those dropped in the past, so it was not as loud as thunder.

But what puzzled him was that the screams of the soldiers who were hit this time seemed to be somewhat tragic, or even terrifying.

One of them even hit his shield, but with great luck it only caused countless sticky liquids to splash out in all directions, covering the heads and faces of many of his personal guards.

As soon as doubts arose in his mind, sparks suddenly flashed in the seemingly harmless fluid, and like a chain reaction, the area around him turned into an endless sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye.

The guards around him suddenly let out shrill screams that were not like human voices, and frantically scratched at their faces and bodies, tearing off pieces of burning flesh.

'Ding ding ding...'

In less than two seconds, the power core behind him let out a sharp howl as it was about to run out of energy. Before he could react, the shield began to shatter, and the fiery red liquid flowing outside the shield poured onto his large body that was more than 7 meters long.

The steel body that used to be able to withstand a shell and escape unscathed quickly melted into molten iron at a speed that made his hair stand on end, and quickly invaded the inside.