"Floating Island Six, I'm Reginald, we've arrived in Jagank, ready to carry out the mission. Books.."

High up in the zenith, an airship was moving slowly. This height is not observable from the ground.

It's not that human beings don't want to fly higher, but the lag of materials science and aerodynamics has seriously affected the pace of human exploration of high altitude, in addition, the traditional concept of "high altitude is the forbidden land of the gods" is also an important reason.

But in the case of Stanford, which has no tradition to speak of, that is not a problem.

The all-metal hull and steelstone slime complex gave the airship armor light enough and strong enough to withstand the drastic changes of the high-altitude currents, and now, an airship from Stanford sneaked up on the Jagenksky.

"Lower the altitude and prepare to drop the bomb. ”

"Understood. ”

Reginald did not hesitate at all, and with a gentle push of his hand, the four small intensive reactors with Thunder Slime cores began to work at the same time.

The clouds slowly passed by.

All the members of the airship are ready to fight.

An airship that will challenge Jacque's anti-aircraft fire alone!

The green light is on, and a safe height has been reached. Further down, into the range of the anti-aircraft magic cannon, while the stupid, eye-sighted sight of that thing has a frighteningly low chance of killing, luck is always there.

The operator shouted loudly: "Report to the chief, you can drop the bomb!"

"Keep lowering! High-altitude vertical bombardment has no chance of life at all, we have to teach Jagenke's bastards a profound lesson! Dive ready!"

"But sir......"

Reginald roared, "Do as I say!"

"Yes. ”

The subordinates shouted in unison: "Ready!"

"Guys, do you know what to do if we fall?"

"Find the Resistance, and if you can't find it, meet you at the Turki bathhouse!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Reginald pushed her hand to the ground, and the huge thrust instantly pressed her against the back of the seat, unable to move.

The tail of the airship erupted a long silver tail flame and whistled down.

Reginald clenched the joystick in both hands, staring at the city below.

The subordinate shouted: "Artillery fire is coming, warning shooting!"

Reginald was unmoved: "Keep diving!"

A lone airship, with an indomitable momentum, rushed to the Twin Towers, the landmark building of Jagenke and the seat of the Governor's Palace.

More than a dozen shots of different colors of magic energy cannon fire rose into the air, exploded behind the airship, and turned into fireworks flying in the sky.

In the next round, there will be artillery fire!

The hearts of every crew member were beating wildly.

Reginald roared, "See the power of Stanford!"

He jerked the bomb dropper button.

The airship shook violently, and two heavy bombs fell one after another.

Two huge explosions were heard one after the other.

The faithful observer roared: "Destiny, destiny...... Ahh

A siege crossbow that had taken away shit had pierced through the airship's armor, and although it didn't make it all into the control module, it shattered the glass of the observation port, and the flying pieces of metal and shards of glass sliced the observer's hand into a blood gourd.

Reginald exerted all his strength and grabbed the joystick backwards: "Get up, baby, get up!"

The airship let out a shrill screech, the metal skeleton of its body squeaked in embarrassment, and the hull of the airship shuddered violently, making one wonder if it would fall apart in the next moment.

In order to level the climb, the airship is at the lowest point of altitude, and now that it has leveled, it will face a heinously long deceleration climb phase.

The airship slowly accelerated, its skin and metal armor sieveed by rapid-fire arrows and light ballistas. But still tenacious little by little.

At this time, the red indicator light in the cabin flashed wildly: "Magic energy reaction, magic energy reaction, magic cannon launch lock!"

The crew members trembled and rowed a reverse cross. An airship is an airship after all, and a hard anti-magic cannon is not something its thin armor can do.

Someone shouted: "Can't pull up, can't pull up!"

Reginald roared, "Shut up, Peter! Mackintosh, smokescreen, smokescreen!"

The airship spewed billowing smoke in all directions.

In the next moment, dozens of magic energy launch trajectories pierced the smoke.

There was a violent explosion of smoke.

On April 3, 1645, the Stamford airship bombed Jagenke, and although there was only one, it caused unprecedented panic.

The airship dropped two giant bombs, which burst into the air and scattered countless leaflets.

The flyer wrote only one word: "!"

The only casualty was the unlucky Governor Alfran, who was hosting a drinking party with dignitaries at the top observation deck of the Twin Towers when he was hit by an air raid. Then, the bomb skin falls off and a piece of the scalp is shaved off.

The bandaged governor was furious and expressed his strongest displeasure with Mosaria, the commander of the Jagank Guard, and ordered that the rebellion entrenched in Stamford must be completely eliminated within a month.

Clean-up personnel at the site found the wreckage of the airship, which alchemists considered valuable for improving Jacque's scientific and military prowess after research. And the military urgently needs to catch the escaped airship pilot.

The most worrisome are the heads and brains of the big conglomerates.

An airship broke through the city defenses of Jagenke, well, a very advanced, unbelievable airship, but so what? A breakthrough is a breakthrough, what about ten?

This time it was a scaremongering flyer, what about the next time?

Where did the airships come from? Where is the enemy? We can't find the enemy, but the enemy can find us! So, does that mean that they can strike when they want, how they want to strike?

Jagenke, no longer a carefree city!

Anxiety spreads rapidly in the hearts of all people.

At this time, the good news came, Stanford was found!

Everyone is determined, as long as they find an opponent, all that remains is to defeat it.

At this time, the imprisoned envoy Hixtu wrote a letter to Alfran.

"War is always the last resort. At the very least, it is necessary to know what others want, and only then will war make sense. A superstitious belief in force is neither humane nor wise. ”

Moreover, in addition to this obnoxious argument of neither humility nor arrogance, the prisoner had the audacity to say that if Jacques wanted to restore contact with Stanford, he could do so.

Confident, Alfran looked up to the sky and laughed, tearing the letter to shreds. He ordered the prisoner to be entertained well, and he wanted to see if the envoy would be so blind when Dak was captured and thrown in front of the envoy: "Mosaria, kill me the rebellion!"

Mosaria decided to storm Stamford with the whole army and take it in one fell swoop.

In the afternoon of the same day, Jacques assembled his entire army and marched to Stamford. Stanford, already connected to the Arctic tundra, has no choice but to fight.

The big war is about to break out.

On the same day, the Stamford floating island also experienced a small fluctuation.

The Cult of the Dark God has issued two documents: "Wholeheartedly Seeking Development and Creating Benefits Wholeheartedly" and "Notice on Carrying out Activities to Put Forward Reasonable Suggestions and Promote the Healthy and Orderly Development of Educational Affairs".

In the face of the upcoming war, this matter was like a small wave, which quickly subsided.

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