The advantage of the air force is that no matter how vast your land is, the speed of reinforcements or mobilization is calculated in days or hours.
If repair and maintenance equipment can be transported together or prepared in advance, the speed at which the Air Force can enter the battlefield is unmatched by other arms.
With the floating battleship, this advantage becomes even more obvious. Starting from the capital Seris, it only takes less than a day for Chris's aerial battleship Sky One to appear at the forefront of the battlefield.
This is also the first time in this world that the magic technology of the floating city has reached an ultra-high speed of over 400 kilometers per hour.
"The anti-air magic defense barrier is on standby! The activation rate of the anti-ground magic defense barrier is 80%!" The magician in charge of the magic defense barrier reported loudly as he controlled the complex array control device in front of him.
In order to prevent the battleship's radar from being interfered with, and also to save the magic crystal reserves in the battleship, Sky One does not need to activate a full range of magic defense barriers in safe airspace.
This is also the latest breakthrough in technology. The magic defense barrier controlled by computer technology is actually made up of thousands of small-area magic defense barriers, arranged like fish scales.
Although this structure is complex, with the calculation and support of the computer, it can be completely orderly, scattered and not chaotic. The benefits of this are also obvious. It can close part of the magic defense barrier at any time to save energy and other purposes.
"It will take another hour to reach the sky above the battlefield. Do we need to wake up His Majesty?" The adjutant walked to the standing captain and asked: "In order to protect the battleship, the front-line bombardment has begun."
"Our air force's own bombing will begin in half an hour! It is expected that 200 bombers will take off to bomb the enemy's strategic depth!" Then he added: "In half an hour, according to regulations, I should initiate combat preparations
Alarm...but His Majesty is still asleep..."
He was embarrassed to say that there was a double bed in His Majesty's bedroom, and of course Princess Vivian was also in it... If anyone knocked on the door at this time, it would probably leave an unforgettable impression on His Majesty.
The captain coughed to cover up his embarrassment. He was unwilling to knock on the door at this time, and raising the battle preparation alarm half an hour later would be a headache.
At this moment, in the bedroom, Chris was holding a book on the history of magic and reading it. He was familiar with magic technology, but didn't know much about the history of the world, so he was always supplementing his knowledge in this area.
After all, the big tree of magic is somewhat different from the technological tree of earth civilization that originally grew in Chris's mind. The technological tree of earth civilization includes all historical and humanistic works, including everything in detail.
But on the magic tree, there are only technical things, but there is no history of this world or what has happened in the past.
If Chris wants to master this world, he naturally needs to learn more about this aspect. So now he is taking all the time to make up for classes, even sacrificing a lot of rest time.
Vivian, who is sitting next to him, is not idle either. Although she is still relatively young among magicians, she is also someone who has witnessed history for more than a hundred years. Many things she tells are still very personal.
Sensational.
It's not easy to find a talkative teacher who can help you explain problems non-stop, so Chris cherishes this kind of time, leans back on his chair, holds a diplomatic history of the Eternal Empire, and reads
Enjoy it with relish.
"Tick tock! Tick tock! Tick tock!" The electronic alarm clock on the table rang at this time. Chris raised his head and glanced at the time, knowing that he should go to the bridge and prepare for combat command.
So he put down the book in his hand, rubbed it, put it on the table, rubbed Vivian's hair with his hand, and said dotingly: "Let's go! Let's go to the bridge! And the old people from the Puppet Empire
When you meet acquaintances, you should always say hello."
"Do you know them? They sound like they are really familiar." Vivian curled her lips and said with disdain: "It's so reasonable to get married. By the way, don't mess up their hair! I want to get up in the morning.
It took a long time to comb!”
She complained, but she actually liked being in close contact with Chris. So she never avoided Chris' hand. This was her own little happiness.
When Chris opened the hatch of his bedroom, he found that the captain and first mate were already waiting outside the door. They didn't dare to knock on the door, so they had to stand at the door and wait stupidly.
Then the two of them noticed the slightly messy hair of Her Royal Highness, and a look of understanding appeared on their faces involuntarily.
Chris didn't pursue it. He just smiled sheepishly and said something that made people think even more: "I'm sorry for making you wait so stupidly. I forgot the time."
It is a very noble character for a great person to be willing to apologize to others. The captain and first mate immediately showed flattered expressions, lowered their heads and said movedly: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about..."
In fact, they didn't stand here for long, because it was still a long time before the battle preparation alarm was sounded. They just came here to see the situation, but who would have thought that His Majesty would get up like this.
"Let's go! Go to the bridge!" Chris strode forward and took Vivian along the not so spacious corridor. Soon they came to the bridge, and Chris still did his part.
Sitting in the captain's seat.
The captain put his hands behind his back and stood calmly beside Chris. On the other side, Vivian sat in the first mate's seat. The real first mate stood behind the princess with his hands behind his back.
A few minutes later, the battle preparation alarm began to echo inside the battleship. All personnel were ready for battle, and a busy scene appeared in front of Chris' eyes.
"Fire control system level 1 combat preparation!"
"Phalanx air defense system level one combat preparation!"
"The anti-aircraft missile system is ready!"
"Radar No. 3 is turned on! Full airspace scanning begins!"
A series of commands came from the mouth of the operator, and all weapon systems on the entire battleship were ready for battle.
The Phalanx artillery that was originally on standby seemed to have been filled with souls. The slightly drooping barrel suddenly raised, then swayed and returned to the horizontal position.
The 500mm caliber guns on both sides of the battleship also began to slowly rotate downward, pointing in the direction of the earth little by little.
Directly below the entire battleship, on the periphery of the floating magic array, the defensive magic array became more dense, shining with blue light.
On the ejection runway at the rear, the deflector blocking the tail flames of the fighter jets began to slowly rise. The F-14 Tomcat fighter jet that had been hung on the steam catapult was carrying densely packed aim-120 missiles with sharp bullets.
Wings, shining in the sun.
The ground crew held glowing batons and oxygen masks and waved them at an altitude of more than 7,000 meters. Their heavy cold-proof clothing made them look very cumbersome.
In the sky, the frontline F-16 fighter jets that had taken over the escort mission were adjusting their formation. Densely packed F-16 fighter jets were lined up on the left and right, and above them were large early warning aircraft taking off from the Air Force's frontline airport.
The entire airspace is under the surveillance of Airan Hill, and there are even people watching every area with their own eyes.
And the giant battleship Sky No. 1, under the protection of the mighty force, entered the main battlefield between the Puppet Empire and Elan Hill with overwhelming momentum.
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In the Puppet Empire, Centipede City Bulkland, a door was pushed open from the inside. A pair of huge palms retracted into the darkness, followed by a low whimper and a desperate gasp.
"You...what did you do to me? Why! Why!" Then, a hoarse voice sounded, asking questions, questioning the empty corridor around them.
"We gave you eternal life! You are free now! Return to the origin of magic in the true sense! Isn't this exactly what you want?" An evil voice suddenly sounded, and then a black figure appeared.
In the corridor, he smiled arrogantly.
The pair of huge palms as big as a washbasin poked out again, followed by a pair of thick metal arms, followed by an ugly metal face.
"What have you done to me? Why can't my body move involuntarily? The source of magic is devouring me! He is devouring me!" The metal mouth full of joints opened and closed, spitting out unclear human words.
"Becoming a more powerful magician and coexisting with the origin of magic, isn't this what you expect? The devil has given you everything you want, what else do you have to complain about? Now, you are the most loyal warrior of the origin of magic.
Now! You should be excited!" The black figure became more and more happy and said with a smile.
"You deceived me! You... you... deceived... me!" The huge twisted metal head shook back and forth, smashing the door on one side, making a scary clicking sound.
"Shut up! We used the most powerful puppetry to transform your body! Now you are countless times more powerful than before! What do you have to complain about? Get used to it quickly! We still need you to fight on the front line! Your Holy Demon
The empire...don't you want to take it back?" The black shadow coldly interrupted the Iron Giant.
"Holy Demon...Holy Demon...my Holy Demon Empire!" The giant's eyes gradually became cloudy, and he muttered words, but finally became quiet.
"That's right... Your Majesty the Grand Archon... you still have a lot of things to do!" The black figure drew over, stretched out something like a hand, and patted the giant's shoulder gently.
Shoot, with a kind-hearted and comforting look: "Kill the enemies of Ailan Hill! Take back the Holy Demon Empire! Rebuild the glory of the Magic Empire!"
"Alan Hill...Ai Lan Hill! Must die! Must die!" The steel giant leaned out half of his body and retracted into the room, his hoarse voice echoing in the darkness.
