Lynn's best-case scenario was for Lothair to be ambushed and forced to retreat. Then his harassment battles would keep Lothair's forces constantly on the run, until one dark and windy night, Lynn would quietly spring an ambush on them from all sides.
Once he'd finished arranging these plans, Lynn added a few more.
He ordered the industrial departments in the rear to immediately begin developing 13 mm heavy machine guns, along with medium-caliber anti-tank guns.
He also increased the emphasis on tank production and the number of people being trained to build tanks.
He wasn't picky about aircraft, either. He set a target: they only needed to fly as fast as a 3rd Rank Magic Master and stay airborne for a few hours. The requirements could be lowered.
He didn't expect them to outmaneuver Magic Masters in a dogfight. Once they had enough planes, they could always afford to trade eight for one.
This wasn't preparation for the present, but for the future.
The more intense the war became, the more glaring the lack of a solid foundation grew.
Before, he'd thought tanks had one problem after another.
The same went for aircraft.
Large-caliber heavy machine guns like Lao Gan Ma's seemed unnecessary.
There was no need to invest in the academy, since they already had one.
And the enemy posed no threat. Well, that was how it had seemed.
Lynn hadn't cared about these issues before. After all, they hadn't made much difference.
But lately, with Lothair joining the fight, things had changed.
Lynn had an army just as formidable, of course.
But how many times could he face an army like that?
Lynn had made it clear that, in the past, nobody had dared to advise him. Lilim couldn't get through to him, after all, since she wasn't