War has begun again.
It is indeed strange. Before the resurrection of the Pale God, the wars in the Southern Continent may have never stopped, but there had never been such large-scale wars as today.
Since the resurrection of the Pale God, the Southern Continent has experienced three earth-shattering wars in just a century, and now it is blossoming again, ushering in a new spring.
The Pale God always claimed that he had never done anything evil, yet all four of these great wars were related to him.
That guy really deserves a beating!
Following the call to arms by the Northern Continent, which began a forced war, its steel fleet continuously transported soldiers and supplies to the island closest to the Southern Continent in order to establish a massive supply line for wartime resupply.
In order to transport large numbers of War Machine, the Northern Continent once spent several years developing two types of super warships, which were enormous in size, with wide decks and huge drafts, and were called 'navigation carriers'.
Its function is similar to that of a beehive, not only carrying a large number of War Machine and soldiers, but also being able to make aircraft fly from the deck, making it truly like a beehive, constantly producing troops outward.
This aircraft carrier will be the best naval base for the landing operation on the Northern Continent.
Late spring of Norton's sixty-ninth year.
Four massive steel ships, each as large as a small mountain, spewed thick black smoke as they slowly sailed across the ocean.
It was accompanied by a dense array of escort ships.
These frigates are also made of steel. Although they cannot be compared with the naval carriers that are over 500 meters long and nearly 100 meters wide, their size would still be considered a behemoth among ordinary ships.
Not to mention the countless small warships surrounding them, which spread across the sea like schools of sardines, sailing towards the city that was already faintly visible in the distance.
These were the advance landing force of the Northern Continent, a warship fleet of 80,000 men.
At the same time, three other fleets of similar size were also landing simultaneously from other directions.
On the deck of the aircraft carrier, the azure flag of the Northern Continent fluttered in the wind. Soldiers, fully armed and ready to land, stood in formation in the cargo hold, awaiting the moment when the final battle would begin.
As they were about to enter the battlefield, the entire deck was bustling with noise. Every soldier was either tense or fearful, hurriedly smoking cigarettes or even taking some kind of drug to try to excite themselves or calm themselves down.
Even the commanders of each company were smoking cigarettes, letting their soldiers relax and wait for the final moments to arrive.
finally.
"Boom!!!"
With a deafening roar, an explosion erupted from the city's hazy outline, which was already faintly visible through the sea fog, followed by flashes of fire as the city's coastal defense artillery opened fire.
Shells whistled through the fog toward the warship, but due to the great distance, none of them hit their target.
As the shells rained down, soldiers called ' Angel' —who were actually just mutated humans with wings—flew out from the distant city positions.
Clutching bombs, they roared through the sea fog, attacking the fleet in flight, intending to destroy the warships with suicide bombing runs.
However, the warships of the Northern Continent had already taken precautions against this.
"Rat-a-tat-tat..." Accompanied by the whistling of 20mm anti-aircraft guns, the figures that flew through the sea fog were still more than a kilometer away from the fleet when they were already turned into blood mist by bullets.
With today's military technology comparable to that of World War II, superhumans, who were once highly effective on the battlefield, are now largely useless.
The charge of these Angel also signifies that the war is about to truly begin.
"Beep beep beep!!!"
The piercing whistle sounded along with the gunfire from the opposite shore. The Northern Continent warships and carriers, which had stopped on the sea and were no longer approaching, opened their hatches, and a steel plate sloping downwards extended into the water.
"Charge!!!" came the officer's shouts and urging.
Small steel landing craft, each capable of carrying ten people, were pushed along iron plates into the sea. Then, with the hum of machinery, the oars began to operate, carrying soldiers as they charged towards the city from the ocean.
Even major warships and aircraft carriers raised their cannons and began to bombard the city indiscriminately in order to cover the landing forces.
From the ocean, the densely packed landing craft resembled a black tide of ants, constantly surging out of the mothership.
The flying shells bombarded the sea like meteors, and landing ships were constantly being overturned. Ten-man squads were wiped out, and machine gunners were firing wildly at the city's defenses. Anyone who dared to look up could die in the next second.
Furthermore, torpedoes hidden in the sea were triggered intermittently, exploding with tremendous force.
Blood and gunpowder filled the ocean, and severed limbs and the corpses of soldiers floated in the water.
If you die on the spot from the explosion, that's considered a good outcome. But if you don't die from the explosion, you'll fall into the sea and suffer from both suffocation and pain, which would be a real ordeal.
Even on that aircraft carrier, planes took off, roaring down from the sky to drop bombs on the positions.
The Southern Continent's response was surprisingly to command its flying Angel units, armed with machine guns, to engage in aerial combat...
The army of the Northern Continent charged forward with utter recklessness, and the entire coastal city was shrouded in black smoke from burning gunpowder.
Shells rained down, and they fired at each other in rapid succession.
The ultra-long-range carriers are like giant fortresses, with all sorts of long-range missiles launched from within, roaring and bombarding the coast, creating small mushroom clouds and huge flashes of fire.
However, this was only the first wave. On the distant sea, four more massive carriers carrying a large number of landing troops were advancing in force, determined to seize the landing site in order to prepare for the arrival of the War Machine!
Technological advancements bring not only convenience to daily life, but also unimaginable enhancements and immense destruction to human warfare.
Urban warfare may be the most difficult and brutal form of warfare, but amphibious landings certainly have the highest casualty rate.
Putting aside other factors, an ordinary machine gunner is the best example.
The children that mothers in the Northern Continent spend twenty years raising are now surviving for an average of only three seconds in this horrific landing operation.
The intensity and ferocity of this War of the Gods' Fall were indeed raised to an extremely terrifying level from the very beginning.
As the landing campaign began, the Northern Continent began to continuously send troops to the battlefield.
Initially, we piloted a system with four separate login points to ensure a higher success rate.
However, the defenses of the Southern Continent, which were well-prepared, were extremely tight. Relying on the Holy Empire's vast manpower and resources, after a week of fierce attacks, they failed to capture a single landing point and instead suffered considerable losses.
Even if a landing point is captured, it will soon be cleared out by the surrounding enemies.
This outcome finally made the supreme commander of the Northern Continent realize that it would be extremely difficult to make a breakthrough in the Holy Empire, a country of such immense size, by launching a landing operation. Instead, it was necessary to completely crush its resistance with absolute overwhelming force, so as to make the Holy Empire truly and unstoppable!