...What was that? The small coalition force of Maliro warlords, still basking in the thought that "Federation soldiers are nothing special," stared at the distant sky. It had not fully brightened yet, making the perfect camouflage for the bombers. They were not spotted until they reached the combat zone.
The exchange of fire on the battlefield briefly came to a halt.
Were those airplanes?
Airplanes were no longer a secret. Aside from the unfortunate people who had become the first victims of an air strike and been recorded in history, word had already spread that Federation aircraft could be used in actual combat.
Many countries were researching airplanes, with Gefra being the most enthusiastic.
They acted like selfless promoters of the world's development, constantly publishing the specifications of some of their research models.
It was no exaggeration to say that, simply because Gefra had published some data and blueprints, the entire world was now frantically researching airplanes.
There was no helping it. The Federation already possessed strike capabilities, and the models and specifications Gefra had released were already highly advanced. Who knew whether they were hiding even more advanced ones?
To avoid being blamed by the international powers for falling behind militarily, the best solution was to improve themselves.
During this World War, everyone had gained a basic understanding of alliances. They knew that no one could handle an international war alone. So in the next World War, would the alliances still be like this? Would the military and ideological competition between the Federation and Gefra eventually make those two countries the cores of opposing blocs across the world? If so, the strength of either side would be the greatest malice toward every country that was not strong enough.
They had to become stronger! The rumbling in the sky startled