I, transformed into a vampire girl, sparked the Industrial Revolution.

Chapter 127 The Plundering Iron Eagle

“When I was very young, I used to look at eagles. They are the masters of the sky. With a flap of their wings, they can fly into the clear sky. I also thought about flying into the blue sky like them, but I don’t have wings, and I don’t have their freedom.”

Akira Skye brought his thoughts back to his feet. In his hands lay everything he had ever dreamed of, and beside him lay the sky, within reach, just as he had dreamed, just as every child dreams.

"Candy Five, this is Candy One, reporting your status."

The eagle is lonely, soaring into the sky alone, but it is not alone. Ahead of it are five comrades flying together, and behind it are 12 two-seater attack aircraft. They, the 1st Air Tactical Wing, as the first military flight squadron in America, fight in the vast and unknown dimension of the sky.

"Candy One, this is Candy Five. All aircraft are operating normally. Also, who chose the call sign 'Candy'?"

Everything was fine, except for the squadron call sign "Candy," which bothered him. Shouldn't such a powerful fighting machine be called "Iron Eagle" or "Soaring Eagle"? What the heck is "Candy"?

"Princess Alice personally designated this call sign. Do you have a problem with that?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"Oh, it was Her Highness who named it, then that makes sense," Akira Keith suddenly smiled with relief. "Her Highness is a princess, and they are the candy and gingerbread soldiers who protect her in fairy tales."

"Alright, alright, Candy Five, I think Candy is the easiest call sign to accept. Other squadrons, like the line of dive bombers following us, call them Pink Bunny, the second squadron calls them Cake, and the group flying the bombers calls them Cinderella."

"Cinderella?"

"Yes, they comforted themselves by saying that their bombers were indeed ugly, but they could amaze everyone when they dropped their bombs."

A burst of laughter erupted in the channel, but it was quickly stopped by the squad leader. He did not stop his men from joking around; a joke during a major battle could indeed ease the tension, but everything should be done in moderation.

"Candy Leader! Pink Bunny Leader! This is Robinson One, you've arrived."

The two lead Hs.123 reconnaissance planes flew low to provide navigation, communicating with each other by radio. Now, they had arrived at their destination, the outskirts of the capital, where the first city wall separated the inside from the outside of the imperial city.

"Alright, Candy Squadron, all aircraft, follow me!"

Akira Keyes noticed the candy emblem on the tail of his lead plane, which in fact had a similar emblem on his own aircraft. The Hs.123 bomber behind him did indeed have a small pink bunny doll emblem on its vertical tail, and it was said that some pilots had commissioned a small pink bunny doll as a talisman.

And what about the Candy Squadron? At least Akira Keyes had a piece of candy in his mouth. He pulled the control stick, and the plane quickly descended. They weren't converted bombers, but they still carried eight aerial rockets. Behind them, the Pink Bunny Squadron carried four 50-kilogram aerial bombs in each plane. These small-yield bombs could be accurately dropped behind enemy lines.

"Alright, each aircraft will execute one attack on the target, then switch to free attack after dropping bombs!"

The enemy was fully prepared, and they had built a complex network of ground defenses for their ground forces, with numerous bunkers. Even the 1st Guards Division would suffer heavy losses in their complex assault.

But for Akira Keyes, the aerial knight, the enemy was almost like an unsuspecting hare; the eagle only needed one swoop to deliver a fatal blow.

They didn't look up at the sky, but Amelansi was about to launch an attack from the sky!

"Enemy! Enemy!"

"Who's shouting? Where's the enemy?"

Beneath the city walls, the garrison commander stared intently at the ground, his focused surveillance interrupted by the commotion of his soldiers. Enemies? He clearly saw only a flat expanse of ground and ruins! They had cleared their field of fire; no enemy could approach undetected!

He grabbed an officer by the collar: "The enemy? I clearly only see a flat plain!"

The officer panicked. He glanced at his commander and frantically pointed to the sky: "Up in the sky! Up in the sky! The enemy is coming from..."

Boom! ! ! ! ! !

"...came from the sky..."

Akira Keyes pulled the trigger, and four air-to-ground rockets flew from under the wing. All 12 I-135 fighters in the Candy Squadron carried eight air-to-ground rockets.

He saw the panic among the soldiers on the ground. No one expected them to come down from the sky. No one was prepared, but some people did raise their magic rifles and fire into the air.

He pulled the lever, pulling up from the dive, and the 12 fighter planes became the brightest stars, but the subsequent 12 Hs.123 dive bombers were the true stars.

"What the hell is this...?"

Countless curses flashed through the mind of the defending commander. He had imagined the enemy charging at them with those tanks, and he had imagined the enemy unleashing a barrage of artillery fire. But he had not expected the enemy to attack them from above. Those flying machines soared freely in the sky like the most beautiful eagles, while they were just mice or rabbits crawling on the ground, waiting for the flying knights to swoop down on them.

White-painted dive bombers dropped their bombs, each one exploding in the firing positions set up on or below the wall. After dropping their bombs, the dive bombers did not pull up. The pilots opened the throttle of the MW 880 horsepower 132Dc engine to the maximum, and the whole plane emitted a sharp whistling sound.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"

"Run! The enemy has the Steel Eagle!"

The roaring engines, accompanied by a chilling shriek, swept across the battlefield. The Hs.123s produced by Amerlane were all equipped with MG FF 20mm cannons. As soon as the pilots pulled the trigger, the cannons drew a brown and scarlet trail of smoke across the ground. Infantrymen, snapped in half by the 20mm cannon shells, fell to the ground, chilling their comrades to the bone.

"It's over, it's over."

The defending commander watched the iron eagles flying overhead. This defensive line had been set up before the battle even began, and those iron eagles had blasted it to shreds in just one hour. He saw enemy tanks and infantry approaching, but the positions that should have been firing were now just corpses and twisted steel.

Uh ——————————

Another loud noise came from the sky. Something was descending with a roar from the dense clouds, like a battleship. Even Ekevich, who was in the palace, saw the huge, hazy black shadow.

"Baka! This, this is impossible!!! This!!!"

The Stormborn-class Skywarp, HMS Vigilant, reigned supreme on the battlefield like an ancient dragon, with all its cannons aimed at the ground.