The bridge of the flagship Lotto, 1st Fleet, Holy Mirishial Empire
The seas were rough and the waves were comparatively high. An ordinary ship sailing here would sway back and forth immensely. However, for the fleet of the Holy Mirishial Empire which consisted of the world’s largest magic battleships, they advanced unperturbed as if they were parting the sea.
Commander Lettal Kauran was looking at the ocean from the bridge of the Mithril-class magic battleship Lotto.
“Beta-3 floating ships of the heavens taking off.”
Information continued to be relayed into the bridge by an inorganic voice. An advanced aircraft carrier in front of their view had unleashed the sword of the Holy Mirishial Empire.
The Beta-3-class floating ships of the heavens are designed to bomb enemy ships while performing a nosedive. In comparison to the Beta-2-class, its airframe was larger, the wings were enlarged, and engine output was higher, which allowed for the mounting of more destructive bombs.
The streamlined airframe had an advanced canopy but the wings projected out from the sides similar to that of World War 2-era reciprocating engine fighter planes. (It didn’t have swept wings)
It was an airframe that had aspects of the old and new. If a Japanese person were to look at it, they’d feel terribly unsettled with its appearance.
Accompanying them for escort are Alpha-3 air superiority fighters.
The Holy Mirishial Empire, intending to shove the enemy of the world, the Gra Valkas Empire, back in its place, unleashed its sword to impose its divine punishment.
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Flagship Grade Atlastar, Combined Fleet, Gra Valkas Empire
From the standpoint of magic civilization which is at the center of the world, the Gra Valkas Empire is an alien scientific civilization transferred from another world. A technical officer stared in wonder at the anti-aircraft radar, a machine that was kept top secret from other countries and is an embodiment of the development of technology. From the direction northeast of the fleet, multiple flying objects appeared as points of light on the screen.
“Got something on the radar!! Northeast, 10 o’clock! Distance, 200km! There’s… there’s more than 100 aircraft inbound!!!”
Commander Caesar’s lips slant upwards. He turns to the operations officer standing next to him.
“They found us… What do you think?”
“It would seem that the enemy reconnaissance plane we shot down earlier had spotted us. Judging from their numbers… it seems that the enemy has a carrier task force…
However, as for the enemy’s position… I can’t help but feel that the gods are on our side but… they are close to where the 3rd Submarine Fleet is.
Naturally, we would send our interceptors and recon planes with the 3rd Submarine Fleet. Depending on how many they are, if they are relatively close, we would need to deploy a strike force centering on battleships.”
“I see… We’ll first send in the interceptors.”
The aircraft carriers rushed upwind. The Gra Valkas Empire launches its Antares carrier-based fighters to intercept the enemy and reconnoiter the enemy fleet’s position.
A formation that invoked terror in this world advances through the sky. The sound emanating from the magical chant-powered compressed-air exhaustion engine was high-pitched and allowed the aircraft to fly over 400km/h…
If countries from the non-civilized areas were to lay their eyes on it, they’d resolutely choose to withdraw from the fight instead.
Not even the militaries of the countries that call themselves superpowers have any way of stopping them.
Kanon, commander of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s squadron of floating ships of the heavens, himself piloting an Alpha-3 air superiority fighter, was convinced of the success of their first strike against the Gra Valkas Empire. Visible about 100m from him were his subordinates in perfect formation, apparent to anyone that they are highly experienced.
This sword, the floating ship of the heavens, bestowed upon us by His Excellency, undoubtedly boasts the best performance in the world, and he became more confident.
“No, no… I heard that we lagged behind the enemy in the previous battle.”
He admonished himself that carelessness has no place in battle.
“Hm?”
A faint shadow appeared. Today is sunny… There shouldn’t be any clouds in the sky. Furthermore, another shadow instantly appeared.
Kanon squinted his eyes and looked at the sun.
“Enemy fighters!!!”
The silhouettes that he saw for an instant showed that they were diving.
“Enemy attack!!! They’re coming from the direction of the sun!!!”
The enemy descended past them, accompanied by the sound of a roaring engine… They’re fast!!! The airframe was sharp like a blade and a propeller similar to those of Mu’s fighters is attached to the front. The loud sound their engines make sounded like something was humming inside. For a moment, he felt that they were beautiful to look at.
Ratatatatatatata….
Bullets of light unleash from the enemy planes accompanied by dull firing sounds. In comparison to ours, their continuous fire rate is overwhelming… However, their bullets didn’t fire straight and had parabolic trajectories.
The bullets of light flew straight towards the Beta-3 bombers, finding their targets on the magic bombs attached to the airframe. The bullets damage the magical circuits and the magical power contained within them starts to violently runoff. The out-of-control magic bombs unleash their power and an enormous explosion appears in the skies.
“Y-you bastards!!!”
The Beta-3 bombers explode one after another, and while the escort fighters try to inflict damage on the enemy, their turning rate and acceleration far exceed theirs. Almost all of the aircraft being shot down… are friendlies!!! Voices of panic and disorder flood the magical communications device.
“Shit! They got my back!”
“They’re too fast! Bastards!”
Another plane piloted by his subordinate was engulfed in flames. The screams continued to flow from the magic comms.
“What ridiculous turn rate!! Ack-!!”
A plane bursts into flames and falls into the sea of clouds below.
“M-Molwa!! Fuck!!”
His subordinate, Molwa, was happy with the news of his newborn child being born last month. By the time the mission ended, he was supposed to go home and hold his newborn child in his arms for the first time but…
What should I tell his wife!!!
He thought as he swiveled about his joystick. The enemy was finally in his sights and he pressed down on the trigger. A high-pitched sound different from the usual machine gun sound emanated rapidly as his plane fired bullets of light. However, they did not find their mark and simply cut across the empty sky.
The enemy plane, which had an utterly staggering acceleration and turn rate, simply led him by the nose. Suddenly, a strong pushing sensation reverberated across his plane and he was beset by a violent oscillation. He reflexively looked at the direction of the sensation.
“T-the wings!!!”
Kanon’s floating ship of the heavens had lost one of its wings, losing balance and spiraling into the sea of clouds below.
Flagship Lotto, Mithril-class battleship, Magic Combined Fleet, Holy Mirishial Empire
Elmera, looking at the magical detection radar, felt strange about how the allied planes moved about.
“Hm?”
No enemy planes were showing up on the radar screen. However, the allied planes were obviously in disarray, and eventually, one of the points of light flashed and disappeared.
“Huh? Was it shot down?!”
As was elaborated a while ago in the operation briefing, the enemy was a scientific civilization like Mu, and so they only emit a weak human-level magical energy and are impossible to detect at a distance further than visual range.
“But still… No way… It can’t be!!!”
Looking at the radar screen in panic, Elmera, for the strongest empire… for the undetectable 1st attack squadron to have been intercepted and shot down… She simply couldn’t convince herself that that was the case.
Perhaps the radar was malfunctioning? Could it just be the noise that sometimes manifests in their radar?
The Mithril-class battleships are equipped with the best magical detection radar. The battlefield moves based on the information she reports, but it was simply too absurd for the enemy to be attacking… As she was worrying, the points of light on the radar screen one by one flashed and disappeared.
Elmera had gathered her guts and was about to report in.
Bam!
The magical communications officer next to her stands up.
“Report from the 1st attack squadron! We are being attacked!!! I repeat we are being attacked!!! We are currently being attacked by around 100 enemy aircraft!!!”
“W-what?!”
Commander Lettal Kauran, who thought that their first strike would reach their target, was shocked at the fact that their movements were discerned by their enemy. Elmera reports in.
“Their signatures on the radar screen are moving around in chaos. Around a dozen of our aircraft have already been shot down.”
“Incoming report! Several friendly aircraft have been shot down. Unfortunately, no enemy aircraft have been shot down yet.”
The monotonous words from the magic communications officer provoked the commander’s impatience.
“Squad leader Kanon is no longer responding.”
“All signatures on the radar screen are gone. It seems that they were all annihilated.”
They were all at a loss for words…
Silence envelops the entire bridge.
“Are… are you telling me that they surpass our aircraft in quality?!”
Following the previous battles, the fact that they were caught in a surprise attack and that the enemy numbers were overwhelming was accepted, so for their aircraft’s turn rate and acceleration to far exceed that of the empire’s planes… Few in the military believed this as an excuse for how their squadrons lost.
However, since they couldn’t just underestimate the battle prowess of their enemy, they planned their operations with the mindset that they were on equal footing. The commander felt shocked at the reality that their enemy may possess superior aircraft.
“Operations officer! What do you think of this??”
The operations officer standing next to him closes his eyes and slowly opens his mouth.
“It is possible that our air superiority fighters have been overwhelmed by numbers. However, the quality of their aircraft is also very good… Hm… We may need to accept the fact that we will incur some casualties.”
The commander, operations officer, and the other officers continued to talk. With the location of the enemy fleet and aircraft unknown and the fact that they may get attacked from the sky, they anticipated that the coming battle would be brutal.
The empire has a weapon that can detect non-magical objects by measuring the rebounding of electrical waves emitted from converting magical energy developed by the ancient sorcerous empire, but despite this, they haven’t been able to understand how it works. With this “electrical detection” device still in its experimental phase, they lamented not having it for the current fight.
They were having a heated discussion on their course of action when…
“I got something on the magical detection radar! It’s a weak signal, one aircraft, coming from the southwest!”
Around the time Elmera was giving her report, reports from lookouts on the bridge are saying the same thing. An aircraft has finally appeared in the skies above the fleet.
“They found us!!!”
The enemy has discovered their fleet’s location. It is now inevitable that the enemy will send large amounts of aircraft here.
The enemy aircraft that came had a ventilating machine called a propeller that rotated extremely fast and was affixed to the front similar to those of Mu’s fighters. However, it had a low-wing design and was flying at a staggering speed compared to those from Mu.
“Is that…”
An uncomfortable hunch besets Lettal Kauran. The enemy aircraft which he is seeing for the first time had a speed that was by no means inferior to the empire’s floating ships of the heavens but it seems that their turn rate and acceleration was better than even their latest versions of the floating ship of the heavens.
“That’s more than I expected… This is… this is not good!! And its design… no way… it’s strikingly similar!!!”
“It’s strikingly similar to what?”
“According to the legends, the ones that saved the coalition of races that were cornered by the Demon Emperor’s biological weapon, the Demon Lord, the emissaries of the sun god… They used “divine ships” that bear a striking resemblance to THAT aircraft! The legends also acknowledge that they could fly at half the speed of sound…”
“The legends, huh… Even if the enemy were the emissaries of the sun god, the Holy Mirishial Empire will not lose!”
The operations officer standing beside him breaks into a cold sweat in front of the Gra Valkas Empire plane. After shaking off friendly interceptors, the plane went and left.
Around 2 hours later
Within the bridge of the flagship Lotto of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s Magic Combined Fleet, shouts of anger are exchanged between crew members and reports are hurriedly coming in.
“6th squadron, all annihilated! 3 enemy aircraft shot down!”
“Incoming message from the 8th squadron! The number of enemy aircraft over 150! They are currently around 50km southwest of the fleet! They will soon enter visual range!”
“Airspace oversight squadron, taking off!!”
Since the enemy cannot be detected by their magical detection radar, the efficiency of intercepting aircraft remains low and so they are a step behind their enemy. The navy of the Holy Mirishial Empire, which has remained undefeated, begins to feel anxious towards their unprecedented enemy.
The enemy seems to be perfectly aware of where their floating ships of the heavens were, and so the squadrons sent to intercept are also intercepted altogether, causing monumental casualties. They are realizing that for the first time, they are inferior in combat technology.
“Prepare for anti-air combat!!”
All ships began to load energy into their anti-aircraft light magic cannons.
“Energy loading complete! Attribute distribution complete!”
“Commence automatic spell chanting!”
Spells are then chanted automatically at extremely fast intervals. The voices were so fast that they’re just unpleasant to listen to.
“The anti-aircraft light magic cannons are all ready to fire!”
The airspace oversight squadron has already engaged in combat in the skies above. Enemy and friendly aircraft all explode in the skies above, and the soldiers piloting them lose their lives. Eventually, several enemy aircraft create a gap in the interception squadrons and begin to dive for the ships.
“Here they come! Get ready!”
Particles are sucked into the muzzles of the anti-aircraft light magic cannons… After a certain period, bullets of light are rapidly fired into the sky. Bullets of light simultaneously emanate from every ship in the fleet, tracing countless lines in the sky.
The sound of the Gra Valkas Empire dive bombers reaches a high-pitched sound due to the Doppler effect.
“Full starboard!!!”
The ship steers its rudder to get out of the line of fire and it slowly begins to turn. Countless bombs fall like rain. Some aircraft was engulfed in flames before they could drop their bombs while some burst into flames just as they dropped them.
“Spread out magic particles! Reinforce our armor!!!”
The anti-aircraft light magic cannons continued to fire onboard the Gold-class magic battleship Frilla, which after they decided that they could no longer avoid getting hit, started to divert magical energy towards the armor.
Ratatatata…
The dive bomber closest to the Frilla fires its machine guns.
The bullets bounce off the armor, following clinking sounds made by metal objects colliding with one another. The battleship was unfazed but the soldiers manning the anti-aircraft light magic cannons were hushed by the attack.
The metals that made up the battleship’s armor contain large amounts of magical conductors infused by magical energy and begin to change its attributes, making it harder and more tenacious. The following moment, a huge explosion appears over the ocean.
“Our port side is hit!!!”
The sound of an explosion violently reverberates within the bridge and their view outside is dyed red. The battleship trembles from the explosion and its heat can even be slightly felt within the ship. Soldiers present on the deck must be substantially wounded.
“They hit our major armored sections! The damage is small!”
The captain calmed down at the fact they suffered relatively insignificant damage due to the bomb exploding on the thickest sections of their armor.
・・・
Flagship Lotto
“Battleship Frilla was hit! They can still fight!”
Commander Lettal Kauran eased his breath.
Looking up at the sky, the number of friendly aircraft launched from their aircraft carriers dwindled while they continued to destroy enemy aircraft in high altitudes.
“Alright, we’ve staved off their attack for now…”
He breathes out a heavy sigh.
“Incoming report from the lookouts! Numerous enemy aircraft flying low at 10 o’clock!”
“What?!”
All of their aircraft are currently up in the sky engaging the enemy. Even if they were to dive down to assist they wouldn’t make it.
“All anti-aircraft light magic cannons, turn towards the horizon and fire!”
Bullets of light rain down incessantly on the approaching enemy aircraft… Some of the bullets of light hit the ocean, creating splashes. Their view was obstructed by the attacks that fell like rain and the numerous splashes of water from the shots that were missed.
However, none of them hit their marks.
“What a reckless horizontal bombing!”
Given the density of the barrage from friendly ships, it should be possible to shoot them down before they could drop their bombs…
“Hm?”
The enemy aircraft dropped their bombs into the sea some distance away from the ships then started to fly off.
“What are they doing?”
They scratched their heads at their opponents’ baffling behavior. In any case, the crisis is temporarily over… Suddenly, white wakes of water emerge from where the enemy dropped their bombs and are heading straight for them.
Just as Lettal Kauran verified what they were, the lookouts also noticed and reported in.
“Something white is coming towards us from the bomb drop points! They seem to be moving underwater!!”
It wasn’t a bomb but rather a torpedo! The lookouts, having no idea of what it was, tried to express it as such.
“A-avoid it!!!”
The captain didn’t know what it was yet he instinctively sensed danger and shouted out. From his point of view, the ship began to avoid the torpedoes frustratingly slow.
The torpedoes traced white wakes as they traversed the ocean as if they were the spears of the god of the sea pointing directly at the Holy Mirishial Empire’s navy.
The flagship Lotto somehow managed to dodge them but…
Following the dull sound of an explosion, two columns of water jutted out from the side of the Gold-class battleship Frilla cruising on the Lotto’s right.
Gold-class battleship Frilla
“The white underwater wake is advancing on us!! Fuck! We won’t dodge it in time!!!”
The bridge was in an uproar.
“Focus the magic particles on the port side!!! Put all of our outputs into the armor!!! All hands brace for impact!!!”
The magic battleship Frilla focused all of its magical power into the port side.
“Fuck!! It’s gonna hit!!”
Someone shouted. The following movement, the ship’s hull trembled slightly and columns of water jutted out from the port side. Torpedoes launched by the Gra Valkas Empire exploded on the relatively weak armor below the waterline, opening a big perforation in the hull.
“Section 4 on the port side is flooding!!”
“Serious damage to the bulkheads in section 4!!”
The alarm that signals the presence of an abnormality with the ship resounds throughout the battleship. The magic battleship, which never anticipated a torpedo attack, was visibly losing speed.
“White wakes are coming for us!!!”
More torpedoes were coming to strike another blow on their already hopeless situation.
The Holy Mirishial Empire’s Gold-class battleship Frilla was sunk in the great sea battle off Baltica after it was struck by 4 torpedoes from the Gra Valkas Empire. This attack, which was the first sinking of a battleship in the great battle, would be a humiliating blow to the Holy Mirishial Empire.
・・・
Fierce attacks came from the Gra Valkas Empire like a storm with aircraft flying in like waves, becoming the manifestation of the word “horrific” and continuing to inflict massive casualties on the Holy Mirishial Empire’s magic fleet which is supposedly the world’s strongest.
“Small ships Miloc and Palmida, sunk!”
“Aircraft carrier Pumia hit! They’re in flames!”
“O-outrageous!!! This can’t be happening!!!”
The magic fleet, which was supposed to be the strongest, is in flames. With a sight that shouldn’t be possible unfolding before his eyes, Commander Lettal Kauran felt his sense of values break and crumble.
After unleashing their fierce attacks several times, the enemy vacated the skies above.
Battleships, 1 sunk, 3 slightly damaged Aircraft carriers, 2 sunk, 3 moderately damaged Small ships, 5 sunk Heavy cruisers, 1 disabled and will be scuttled later Cruisers, 2 heavily damagedTheir losses were unbelievably heavy. He swears in his heart that he must retaliate.
“Incoming message from the recon aircraft! A fleet sailing towards us, sighted!! 4 battleships, 4 heavy cruisers, 8 cruisers, 20 small ships, a total of 36 ships are sailing towards our magic fleet!!”
Light flashes in the eyes of Commander Lettal Kauran and the operations officer.
“So they’ve come… It’ll be a decisive battle between our fleets!!”
They have grappled with the most confident fleets and have laid waste to numerous superpowers… so we prepared the only fleet in the world capable of going toe-to-toe with the enemy of all races, the ancient sorcerous empire. They can strike back at the enemy with their battle capabilities specialized for a decisive confrontation.
Commander Lettal Kauran etches in his heart the determination that they must defeat the enemy.
“Report coming from Mu! A huge fleet is heading straight for the World Union Fleet! Furthermore, they’re currently reporting that their reconnaissance plane was shot down, so details regarding their numbers and disposition unknown!”
“So they split their main force into two…”
Originally, the World Union Fleet wasn’t expected to pose much of a threat, but they have been useful in splitting the Gra Valkas Empire fleet into two. The World Union Fleet is a staggering enemy just by numbers alone and if given the chance, Mu may inflict a bit of damage on the Gra Valkas Empire fleet.
With the bewildering report coming in, the mechanisms in his head go into full swing.
“Commander!”
With a hurried voice, the magic communications officer speaks up.
“What is it now?!”
With the reports coming in one by one, he has gotten a bit fed up.
“Message coming in from the 1st priority line!”
“Huh?! What?! What do you mean?!”
The 1st priority line… It’s a line of transmission that conveys messages of the highest priority, so anything coming out of it must take precedence. Even if they were in the middle of battle, taking that message is obligatory.
“How are they able to call us in this part of the ocean?!”
Where they currently are could not be reached by direct magic communications from the empire. Moreover, the 1st priority line is prohibited from being sent via a third-party country. The commander and the other officers are wrapped in confusion.
“The transmission comes with a video feed. I will patch through but… this power output…”
The video feed appears on the monitor set up within the bridge.
“!!!”
A peculiar view opens up… Everyone on the bridge fixates their eyes on the video feed. Within the feed, everyone was moving about in the same uniform wearing eerie masks.
The military personnel on the bridge couldn’t figure out what was going on but the officers and other executives on board became nervous upon seeing the feed. A person wearing a differently-colored uniform with a different kind of mask walks up in front of the monitor and begins speaking.
“My military friends… You guys seem to be in a bit of a hard situation.”
Judging from the placement of the other crew members surrounding him, he may have been the one to have sent the transmission.
“W-what business do you have with us?”
Commander Lettal Kauran asks.
“Lettal Kauran… This here is His Excellency’s benevolence.”
The person folds his arms and continues in his peculiar way of speaking.
“My military friends, I have been delayed in introducing myself… I am Meteos from the Antiquities Department of Ancient Arms Analysis Tactical Operations of the Imperial Ministry of Countermeasures Against the Ancient Sorcerous Empire… and the captain of one of the ancient superweapons that are the legacy of the ancient sorcerous empire, the aerial battleship Pal Chimera designation 2.
His Excellency has anticipated that you will have a hard time in this fight and so has had me deployed to assist. 2 Pal Chimera aerial battleships have been deployed. One of us, our ship, will soon enter your airspace.”
“T-the Pal Chimera?!”
Commander Lettal Kauran and everyone on the bridge is engulfed in astonishment.
The Pal Chimera developed by the ancient sorcerous empire was only known to the regular soldier through hearsay, and the people working with it have changed their statuses away from the military and to avoid being specified, everyone refers to each other with codenames and they even wear masks to avoid being recognized.
For the Holy Mirishial Empire to deploy excavated ancient superweapons, which they could never manufacture with their current level of technology, every soldier in the bridge felt His Excellency’s feelings over the battle.
“F-for His Excellency to send aid… Furthermore, the Pal Chimera… for His Excellency to send weapons from the ancient sorcerous empire…”
“Hehehe… My military friends, we will soon pass over the skies above where you are. Please don’t attack us… For we are His Excellency’s precious sword…
Furthermore, there seems to be a fleet heading your way. They are a blight to your advance, so we will clean them up.”
!!!!!!
Everyone was in shock. The Pal Chimera, a legacy of the ancient sorcerous empire, has rumors saying that its power embodies its name, the aerial battleship. However, our fleet is also force cultivated to deal with the ancient sorcerous empire, and even if this excavated battleship truly had power, it would go against 36 ships of an enemy equivalent to ours in strength. It felt like it was reckless for them to stand up alone against them.
Not to mention that the ones piloting the craft are not military officers but instead so-called government officials…
What are these greenhorns even saying…
Lettal Kauran swallowed these words.
・・・
Flagship Grade Atlastar, Combined Fleet, Gra Valkas Empire
The Holy Mirishial Empire’s fleet which may have been the enemy’s main force… the so-called strongest in the world, was effectively damaged by the empire’s carrier air corps.
The strike fleet centered around the empire’s battleships is currently heading towards that same fleet which is likely to yield even more results. After all, the Gra Valkas Empire is powerful, and it’s possible that once they destroy the Holy Mirishial Empire’s force, they’d have complete control over how the great war will proceed.
This battle is important for world domination so no matter how weak their enemy is, they mustn’t be shoddy in executing the fight. Caesar, commander of the Combined Fleet, thought as much.
A communications officer flurriedly confirms with their reconnaissance plane.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me…”
This was self-talk that shouldn’t be made on the battlefield and so he rushed to confirm the information numerous times. After finally concluding his confirmations, he reports the situation witnessed by the reconnaissance plane with a dumbfounded expression.
“Report from our reconnaissance plane! An extremely massive aircraft is heading towards the enemy fleet! According to the seal engraved on the aircraft, it is judged that it is from the Holy Mirishial Empire but…”
“What’s wrong? Spit it out!”
“Sir… this aircraft is visibly over 200 meters wide. Rather than an aircraft, it’s a battleship… an aerial battleship is making its way towards…”
“Huh?! What did you say?! How many are there?!”
“One. It is flying about 200 to 300 meters above the ocean, and is visibly heading for the enemy fleet at about 200km/h.”
A momentary silence…
“Unbelievable…”
“I cannot help but feel that it traverses on principles outside the laws of aerodynamics… Commander, let’s have the strike group attack the enemy aerial battleship first before it arrives! I am thinking of attacking it with fighters and dive bombers. Since it’s flying, there is no sense in sending torpedo bombers.”
“Alright, permission granted. But an aerial battleship… what a ridiculous world, this is…”
“Magic exists in this world. It may have just been the case that the crew of the recon plane has been bewitched, but if it is real then it’s a big threat. We haven’t judged its armoring, attack protocols, and other details yet so I can’t say much but we must first determine the situation with our pilots in the air.
For it to float in the air, its weight is crucial. For that reason, it may not have much in the way of armor.”
“Affirmative. Carry out the attack… bring it down!”
“Roger!!!”
Attack squadrons take off one after the other from the aircraft carriers of the Gra Valkas Imperial Navy Combined Fleet. To bring down the aerial battleship of the world’s strongest, the Holy Mirishial Empire, they flew off into the clear, blue sky.
The bridge of the flagship Lotto, 1st Fleet, Holy Mirishial Empire
The seas were rough and the waves were comparatively high. An ordinary ship sailing here would sway back and forth immensely. However, for the fleet of the Holy Mirishial Empire which consisted of the world’s largest magic battleships, they advanced unperturbed as if they were parting the sea.
Commander Lettal Kauran was looking at the ocean from the bridge of the Mithril-class magic battleship Lotto.
“Beta-3 floating ships of the heavens taking off.”
Information continued to be relayed into the bridge by an inorganic voice. An advanced aircraft carrier in front of their view had unleashed the sword of the Holy Mirishial Empire.
The Beta-3-class floating ships of the heavens are designed to bomb enemy ships while performing a nosedive. In comparison to the Beta-2-class, its airframe was larger, the wings were enlarged, and engine output was higher, which allowed for the mounting of more destructive bombs.
The streamlined airframe had an advanced canopy but the wings projected out from the sides similar to that of World War 2-era reciprocating engine fighter planes. (It didn’t have swept wings)
It was an airframe that had aspects of the old and new. If a Japanese person were to look at it, they’d feel terribly unsettled with its appearance.
Accompanying them for escort are Alpha-3 air superiority fighters.
The Holy Mirishial Empire, intending to shove the enemy of the world, the Gra Valkas Empire, back in its place, unleashed its sword to impose its divine punishment.
・・・
Flagship Grade Atlastar, Combined Fleet, Gra Valkas Empire
From the standpoint of magic civilization which is at the center of the world, the Gra Valkas Empire is an alien scientific civilization transferred from another world. A technical officer stared in wonder at the anti-aircraft radar, a machine that was kept top secret from other countries and is an embodiment of the development of technology. From the direction northeast of the fleet, multiple flying objects appeared as points of light on the screen.
“Got something on the radar!! Northeast, 10 o’clock! Distance, 200km! There’s… there’s more than 100 aircraft inbound!!!”
Commander Caesar’s lips slant upwards. He turns to the operations officer standing next to him.
“They found us… What do you think?”
“It would seem that the enemy reconnaissance plane we shot down earlier had spotted us. Judging from their numbers… it seems that the enemy has a carrier task force…
However, as for the enemy’s position… I can’t help but feel that the gods are on our side but… they are close to where the 3rd Submarine Fleet is.
Naturally, we would send our interceptors and recon planes with the 3rd Submarine Fleet. Depending on how many they are, if they are relatively close, we would need to deploy a strike force centering on battleships.”
“I see… We’ll first send in the interceptors.”
The aircraft carriers rushed upwind. The Gra Valkas Empire launches its Antares carrier-based fighters to intercept the enemy and reconnoiter the enemy fleet’s position.
A formation that invoked terror in this world advances through the sky. The sound emanating from the magical chant-powered compressed-air exhaustion engine was high-pitched and allowed the aircraft to fly over 400km/h…
If countries from the non-civilized areas were to lay their eyes on it, they’d resolutely choose to withdraw from the fight instead.
Not even the militaries of the countries that call themselves superpowers have any way of stopping them.
Kanon, commander of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s squadron of floating ships of the heavens, himself piloting an Alpha-3 air superiority fighter, was convinced of the success of their first strike against the Gra Valkas Empire. Visible about 100m from him were his subordinates in perfect formation, apparent to anyone that they are highly experienced.
This sword, the floating ship of the heavens, bestowed upon us by His Excellency, undoubtedly boasts the best performance in the world, and he became more confident.
“No, no… I heard that we lagged behind the enemy in the previous battle.”
He admonished himself that carelessness has no place in battle.
“Hm?”
A faint shadow appeared. Today is sunny… There shouldn’t be any clouds in the sky. Furthermore, another shadow instantly appeared.
Kanon squinted his eyes and looked at the sun.
“Enemy fighters!!!”
The silhouettes that he saw for an instant showed that they were diving.
“Enemy attack!!! They’re coming from the direction of the sun!!!”
The enemy descended past them, accompanied by the sound of a roaring engine… They’re fast!!! The airframe was sharp like a blade and a propeller similar to those of Mu’s fighters is attached to the front. The loud sound their engines make sounded like something was humming inside. For a moment, he felt that they were beautiful to look at.
Ratatatatatatata….
Bullets of light unleash from the enemy planes accompanied by dull firing sounds. In comparison to ours, their continuous fire rate is overwhelming… However, their bullets didn’t fire straight and had parabolic trajectories.
The bullets of light flew straight towards the Beta-3 bombers, finding their targets on the magic bombs attached to the airframe. The bullets damage the magical circuits and the magical power contained within them starts to violently runoff. The out-of-control magic bombs unleash their power and an enormous explosion appears in the skies.
“Y-you bastards!!!”
The Beta-3 bombers explode one after another, and while the escort fighters try to inflict damage on the enemy, their turning rate and acceleration far exceed theirs. Almost all of the aircraft being shot down… are friendlies!!! Voices of panic and disorder flood the magical communications device.
“Shit! They got my back!”
“They’re too fast! Bastards!”
Another plane piloted by his subordinate was engulfed in flames. The screams continued to flow from the magic comms.
“What ridiculous turn rate!! Ack-!!”
A plane bursts into flames and falls into the sea of clouds below.
“M-Molwa!! Fuck!!”
His subordinate, Molwa, was happy with the news of his newborn child being born last month. By the time the mission ended, he was supposed to go home and hold his newborn child in his arms for the first time but…
What should I tell his wife!!!
He thought as he swiveled about his joystick. The enemy was finally in his sights and he pressed down on the trigger. A high-pitched sound different from the usual machine gun sound emanated rapidly as his plane fired bullets of light. However, they did not find their mark and simply cut across the empty sky.
The enemy plane, which had an utterly staggering acceleration and turn rate, simply led him by the nose. Suddenly, a strong pushing sensation reverberated across his plane and he was beset by a violent oscillation. He reflexively looked at the direction of the sensation.
“T-the wings!!!”
Kanon’s floating ship of the heavens had lost one of its wings, losing balance and spiraling into the sea of clouds below.
Flagship Lotto, Mithril-class battleship, Magic Combined Fleet, Holy Mirishial Empire
Elmera, looking at the magical detection radar, felt strange about how the allied planes moved about.
“Hm?”
No enemy planes were showing up on the radar screen. However, the allied planes were obviously in disarray, and eventually, one of the points of light flashed and disappeared.
“Huh? Was it shot down?!”
As was elaborated a while ago in the operation briefing, the enemy was a scientific civilization like Mu, and so they only emit a weak human-level magical energy and are impossible to detect at a distance further than visual range.
“But still… No way… It can’t be!!!”
Looking at the radar screen in panic, Elmera, for the strongest empire… for the undetectable 1st attack squadron to have been intercepted and shot down… She simply couldn’t convince herself that that was the case.
Perhaps the radar was malfunctioning? Could it just be the noise that sometimes manifests in their radar?
The Mithril-class battleships are equipped with the best magical detection radar. The battlefield moves based on the information she reports, but it was simply too absurd for the enemy to be attacking… As she was worrying, the points of light on the radar screen one by one flashed and disappeared.
Elmera had gathered her guts and was about to report in.
Bam!
The magical communications officer next to her stands up.
“Report from the 1st attack squadron! We are being attacked!!! I repeat we are being attacked!!! We are currently being attacked by around 100 enemy aircraft!!!”
“W-what?!”
Commander Lettal Kauran, who thought that their first strike would reach their target, was shocked at the fact that their movements were discerned by their enemy. Elmera reports in.
“Their signatures on the radar screen are moving around in chaos. Around a dozen of our aircraft have already been shot down.”
“Incoming report! Several friendly aircraft have been shot down. Unfortunately, no enemy aircraft have been shot down yet.”
The monotonous words from the magic communications officer provoked the commander’s impatience.
“Squad leader Kanon is no longer responding.”
“All signatures on the radar screen are gone. It seems that they were all annihilated.”
They were all at a loss for words…
Silence envelops the entire bridge.
“Are… are you telling me that they surpass our aircraft in quality?!”
Following the previous battles, the fact that they were caught in a surprise attack and that the enemy numbers were overwhelming was accepted, so for their aircraft’s turn rate and acceleration to far exceed that of the empire’s planes… Few in the military believed this as an excuse for how their squadrons lost.
However, since they couldn’t just underestimate the battle prowess of their enemy, they planned their operations with the mindset that they were on equal footing. The commander felt shocked at the reality that their enemy may possess superior aircraft.
“Operations officer! What do you think of this??”
The operations officer standing next to him closes his eyes and slowly opens his mouth.
“It is possible that our air superiority fighters have been overwhelmed by numbers. However, the quality of their aircraft is also very good… Hm… We may need to accept the fact that we will incur some casualties.”
The commander, operations officer, and the other officers continued to talk. With the location of the enemy fleet and aircraft unknown and the fact that they may get attacked from the sky, they anticipated that the coming battle would be brutal.
The empire has a weapon that can detect non-magical objects by measuring the rebounding of electrical waves emitted from converting magical energy developed by the ancient sorcerous empire, but despite this, they haven’t been able to understand how it works. With this “electrical detection” device still in its experimental phase, they lamented not having it for the current fight.
They were having a heated discussion on their course of action when…
“I got something on the magical detection radar! It’s a weak signal, one aircraft, coming from the southwest!”
Around the time Elmera was giving her report, reports from lookouts on the bridge are saying the same thing. An aircraft has finally appeared in the skies above the fleet.
“They found us!!!”
The enemy has discovered their fleet’s location. It is now inevitable that the enemy will send large amounts of aircraft here.
The enemy aircraft that came had a ventilating machine called a propeller that rotated extremely fast and was affixed to the front similar to those of Mu’s fighters. However, it had a low-wing design and was flying at a staggering speed compared to those from Mu.
“Is that…”
An uncomfortable hunch besets Lettal Kauran. The enemy aircraft which he is seeing for the first time had a speed that was by no means inferior to the empire’s floating ships of the heavens but it seems that their turn rate and acceleration was better than even their latest versions of the floating ship of the heavens.
“That’s more than I expected… This is… this is not good!! And its design… no way… it’s strikingly similar!!!”
“It’s strikingly similar to what?”
“According to the legends, the ones that saved the coalition of races that were cornered by the Demon Emperor’s biological weapon, the Demon Lord, the emissaries of the sun god… They used “divine ships” that bear a striking resemblance to THAT aircraft! The legends also acknowledge that they could fly at half the speed of sound…”
“The legends, huh… Even if the enemy were the emissaries of the sun god, the Holy Mirishial Empire will not lose!”
The operations officer standing beside him breaks into a cold sweat in front of the Gra Valkas Empire plane. After shaking off friendly interceptors, the plane went and left.
Around 2 hours later
Within the bridge of the flagship Lotto of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s Magic Combined Fleet, shouts of anger are exchanged between crew members and reports are hurriedly coming in.
“6th squadron, all annihilated! 3 enemy aircraft shot down!”
“Incoming message from the 8th squadron! The number of enemy aircraft over 150! They are currently around 50km southwest of the fleet! They will soon enter visual range!”
“Airspace oversight squadron, taking off!!”
Since the enemy cannot be detected by their magical detection radar, the efficiency of intercepting aircraft remains low and so they are a step behind their enemy. The navy of the Holy Mirishial Empire, which has remained undefeated, begins to feel anxious towards their unprecedented enemy.
The enemy seems to be perfectly aware of where their floating ships of the heavens were, and so the squadrons sent to intercept are also intercepted altogether, causing monumental casualties. They are realizing that for the first time, they are inferior in combat technology.
“Prepare for anti-air combat!!”
All ships began to load energy into their anti-aircraft light magic cannons.
“Energy loading complete! Attribute distribution complete!”
“Commence automatic spell chanting!”
Spells are then chanted automatically at extremely fast intervals. The voices were so fast that they’re just unpleasant to listen to.
“The anti-aircraft light magic cannons are all ready to fire!”
The airspace oversight squadron has already engaged in combat in the skies above. Enemy and friendly aircraft all explode in the skies above, and the soldiers piloting them lose their lives. Eventually, several enemy aircraft create a gap in the interception squadrons and begin to dive for the ships.
“Here they come! Get ready!”
Particles are sucked into the muzzles of the anti-aircraft light magic cannons… After a certain period, bullets of light are rapidly fired into the sky. Bullets of light simultaneously emanate from every ship in the fleet, tracing countless lines in the sky.
The sound of the Gra Valkas Empire dive bombers reaches a high-pitched sound due to the Doppler effect.
“Full starboard!!!”
The ship steers its rudder to get out of the line of fire and it slowly begins to turn. Countless bombs fall like rain. Some aircraft was engulfed in flames before they could drop their bombs while some burst into flames just as they dropped them.
“Spread out magic particles! Reinforce our armor!!!”
The anti-aircraft light magic cannons continued to fire onboard the Gold-class magic battleship Frilla, which after they decided that they could no longer avoid getting hit, started to divert magical energy towards the armor.
Ratatatata…
The dive bomber closest to the Frilla fires its machine guns.
The bullets bounce off the armor, following clinking sounds made by metal objects colliding with one another. The battleship was unfazed but the soldiers manning the anti-aircraft light magic cannons were hushed by the attack.
The metals that made up the battleship’s armor contain large amounts of magical conductors infused by magical energy and begin to change its attributes, making it harder and more tenacious. The following moment, a huge explosion appears over the ocean.
“Our port side is hit!!!”
The sound of an explosion violently reverberates within the bridge and their view outside is dyed red. The battleship trembles from the explosion and its heat can even be slightly felt within the ship. Soldiers present on the deck must be substantially wounded.
“They hit our major armored sections! The damage is small!”
The captain calmed down at the fact they suffered relatively insignificant damage due to the bomb exploding on the thickest sections of their armor.
・・・
Flagship Lotto
“Battleship Frilla was hit! They can still fight!”
Commander Lettal Kauran eased his breath.
Looking up at the sky, the number of friendly aircraft launched from their aircraft carriers dwindled while they continued to destroy enemy aircraft in high altitudes.
“Alright, we’ve staved off their attack for now…”
He breathes out a heavy sigh.
“Incoming report from the lookouts! Numerous enemy aircraft flying low at 10 o’clock!”
“What?!”
All of their aircraft are currently up in the sky engaging the enemy. Even if they were to dive down to assist they wouldn’t make it.
“All anti-aircraft light magic cannons, turn towards the horizon and fire!”
Bullets of light rain down incessantly on the approaching enemy aircraft… Some of the bullets of light hit the ocean, creating splashes. Their view was obstructed by the attacks that fell like rain and the numerous splashes of water from the shots that were missed.
However, none of them hit their marks.
“What a reckless horizontal bombing!”
Given the density of the barrage from friendly ships, it should be possible to shoot them down before they could drop their bombs…
“Hm?”
The enemy aircraft dropped their bombs into the sea some distance away from the ships then started to fly off.
“What are they doing?”
They scratched their heads at their opponents’ baffling behavior. In any case, the crisis is temporarily over… Suddenly, white wakes of water emerge from where the enemy dropped their bombs and are heading straight for them.
Just as Lettal Kauran verified what they were, the lookouts also noticed and reported in.
“Something white is coming towards us from the bomb drop points! They seem to be moving underwater!!”
It wasn’t a bomb but rather a torpedo! The lookouts, having no idea of what it was, tried to express it as such.
“A-avoid it!!!”
The captain didn’t know what it was yet he instinctively sensed danger and shouted out. From his point of view, the ship began to avoid the torpedoes frustratingly slow.
The torpedoes traced white wakes as they traversed the ocean as if they were the spears of the god of the sea pointing directly at the Holy Mirishial Empire’s navy.
The flagship Lotto somehow managed to dodge them but…
Following the dull sound of an explosion, two columns of water jutted out from the side of the Gold-class battleship Frilla cruising on the Lotto’s right.
Gold-class battleship Frilla
“The white underwater wake is advancing on us!! Fuck! We won’t dodge it in time!!!”
The bridge was in an uproar.
“Focus the magic particles on the port side!!! Put all of our outputs into the armor!!! All hands brace for impact!!!”
The magic battleship Frilla focused all of its magical power into the port side.
“Fuck!! It’s gonna hit!!”
Someone shouted. The following movement, the ship’s hull trembled slightly and columns of water jutted out from the port side. Torpedoes launched by the Gra Valkas Empire exploded on the relatively weak armor below the waterline, opening a big perforation in the hull.
“Section 4 on the port side is flooding!!”
“Serious damage to the bulkheads in section 4!!”
The alarm that signals the presence of an abnormality with the ship resounds throughout the battleship. The magic battleship, which never anticipated a torpedo attack, was visibly losing speed.
“White wakes are coming for us!!!”
More torpedoes were coming to strike another blow on their already hopeless situation.
The Holy Mirishial Empire’s Gold-class battleship Frilla was sunk in the great sea battle off Baltica after it was struck by 4 torpedoes from the Gra Valkas Empire. This attack, which was the first sinking of a battleship in the great battle, would be a humiliating blow to the Holy Mirishial Empire.
・・・
Fierce attacks came from the Gra Valkas Empire like a storm with aircraft flying in like waves, becoming the manifestation of the word “horrific” and continuing to inflict massive casualties on the Holy Mirishial Empire’s magic fleet which is supposedly the world’s strongest.
“Small ships Miloc and Palmida, sunk!”
“Aircraft carrier Pumia hit! They’re in flames!”
“O-outrageous!!! This can’t be happening!!!”
The magic fleet, which was supposed to be the strongest, is in flames. With a sight that shouldn’t be possible unfolding before his eyes, Commander Lettal Kauran felt his sense of values break and crumble.
After unleashing their fierce attacks several times, the enemy vacated the skies above.
Battleships, 1 sunk, 3 slightly damaged Aircraft carriers, 2 sunk, 3 moderately damaged Small ships, 5 sunk Heavy cruisers, 1 disabled and will be scuttled later Cruisers, 2 heavily damagedTheir losses were unbelievably heavy. He swears in his heart that he must retaliate.
“Incoming message from the recon aircraft! A fleet sailing towards us, sighted!! 4 battleships, 4 heavy cruisers, 8 cruisers, 20 small ships, a total of 36 ships are sailing towards our magic fleet!!”
Light flashes in the eyes of Commander Lettal Kauran and the operations officer.
“So they’ve come… It’ll be a decisive battle between our fleets!!”
They have grappled with the most confident fleets and have laid waste to numerous superpowers… so we prepared the only fleet in the world capable of going toe-to-toe with the enemy of all races, the ancient sorcerous empire. They can strike back at the enemy with their battle capabilities specialized for a decisive confrontation.
Commander Lettal Kauran etches in his heart the determination that they must defeat the enemy.
“Report coming from Mu! A huge fleet is heading straight for the World Union Fleet! Furthermore, they’re currently reporting that their reconnaissance plane was shot down, so details regarding their numbers and disposition unknown!”
“So they split their main force into two…”
Originally, the World Union Fleet wasn’t expected to pose much of a threat, but they have been useful in splitting the Gra Valkas Empire fleet into two. The World Union Fleet is a staggering enemy just by numbers alone and if given the chance, Mu may inflict a bit of damage on the Gra Valkas Empire fleet.
With the bewildering report coming in, the mechanisms in his head go into full swing.
“Commander!”
With a hurried voice, the magic communications officer speaks up.
“What is it now?!”
With the reports coming in one by one, he has gotten a bit fed up.
“Message coming in from the 1st priority line!”
“Huh?! What?! What do you mean?!”
The 1st priority line… It’s a line of transmission that conveys messages of the highest priority, so anything coming out of it must take precedence. Even if they were in the middle of battle, taking that message is obligatory.
“How are they able to call us in this part of the ocean?!”
Where they currently are could not be reached by direct magic communications from the empire. Moreover, the 1st priority line is prohibited from being sent via a third-party country. The commander and the other officers are wrapped in confusion.
“The transmission comes with a video feed. I will patch through but… this power output…”
The video feed appears on the monitor set up within the bridge.
“!!!”
A peculiar view opens up… Everyone on the bridge fixates their eyes on the video feed. Within the feed, everyone was moving about in the same uniform wearing eerie masks.
The military personnel on the bridge couldn’t figure out what was going on but the officers and other executives on board became nervous upon seeing the feed. A person wearing a differently-colored uniform with a different kind of mask walks up in front of the monitor and begins speaking.
“My military friends… You guys seem to be in a bit of a hard situation.”
Judging from the placement of the other crew members surrounding him, he may have been the one to have sent the transmission.
“W-what business do you have with us?”
Commander Lettal Kauran asks.
“Lettal Kauran… This here is His Excellency’s benevolence.”
The person folds his arms and continues in his peculiar way of speaking.
“My military friends, I have been delayed in introducing myself… I am Meteos from the Antiquities Department of Ancient Arms Analysis Tactical Operations of the Imperial Ministry of Countermeasures Against the Ancient Sorcerous Empire… and the captain of one of the ancient superweapons that are the legacy of the ancient sorcerous empire, the aerial battleship Pal Chimera designation 2.
His Excellency has anticipated that you will have a hard time in this fight and so has had me deployed to assist. 2 Pal Chimera aerial battleships have been deployed. One of us, our ship, will soon enter your airspace.”
“T-the Pal Chimera?!”
Commander Lettal Kauran and everyone on the bridge is engulfed in astonishment.
The Pal Chimera developed by the ancient sorcerous empire was only known to the regular soldier through hearsay, and the people working with it have changed their statuses away from the military and to avoid being specified, everyone refers to each other with codenames and they even wear masks to avoid being recognized.
For the Holy Mirishial Empire to deploy excavated ancient superweapons, which they could never manufacture with their current level of technology, every soldier in the bridge felt His Excellency’s feelings over the battle.
“F-for His Excellency to send aid… Furthermore, the Pal Chimera… for His Excellency to send weapons from the ancient sorcerous empire…”
“Hehehe… My military friends, we will soon pass over the skies above where you are. Please don’t attack us… For we are His Excellency’s precious sword…
Furthermore, there seems to be a fleet heading your way. They are a blight to your advance, so we will clean them up.”
!!!!!!
Everyone was in shock. The Pal Chimera, a legacy of the ancient sorcerous empire, has rumors saying that its power embodies its name, the aerial battleship. However, our fleet is also force cultivated to deal with the ancient sorcerous empire, and even if this excavated battleship truly had power, it would go against 36 ships of an enemy equivalent to ours in strength. It felt like it was reckless for them to stand up alone against them.
Not to mention that the ones piloting the craft are not military officers but instead so-called government officials…
What are these greenhorns even saying…
Lettal Kauran swallowed these words.
・・・
Flagship Grade Atlastar, Combined Fleet, Gra Valkas Empire
The Holy Mirishial Empire’s fleet which may have been the enemy’s main force… the so-called strongest in the world, was effectively damaged by the empire’s carrier air corps.
The strike fleet centered around the empire’s battleships is currently heading towards that same fleet which is likely to yield even more results. After all, the Gra Valkas Empire is powerful, and it’s possible that once they destroy the Holy Mirishial Empire’s force, they’d have complete control over how the great war will proceed.
This battle is important for world domination so no matter how weak their enemy is, they mustn’t be shoddy in executing the fight. Caesar, commander of the Combined Fleet, thought as much.
A communications officer flurriedly confirms with their reconnaissance plane.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me…”
This was self-talk that shouldn’t be made on the battlefield and so he rushed to confirm the information numerous times. After finally concluding his confirmations, he reports the situation witnessed by the reconnaissance plane with a dumbfounded expression.
“Report from our reconnaissance plane! An extremely massive aircraft is heading towards the enemy fleet! According to the seal engraved on the aircraft, it is judged that it is from the Holy Mirishial Empire but…”
“What’s wrong? Spit it out!”
“Sir… this aircraft is visibly over 200 meters wide. Rather than an aircraft, it’s a battleship… an aerial battleship is making its way towards…”
“Huh?! What did you say?! How many are there?!”
“One. It is flying about 200 to 300 meters above the ocean, and is visibly heading for the enemy fleet at about 200km/h.”
A momentary silence…
“Unbelievable…”
“I cannot help but feel that it traverses on principles outside the laws of aerodynamics… Commander, let’s have the strike group attack the enemy aerial battleship first before it arrives! I am thinking of attacking it with fighters and dive bombers. Since it’s flying, there is no sense in sending torpedo bombers.”
“Alright, permission granted. But an aerial battleship… what a ridiculous world, this is…”
“Magic exists in this world. It may have just been the case that the crew of the recon plane has been bewitched, but if it is real then it’s a big threat. We haven’t judged its armoring, attack protocols, and other details yet so I can’t say much but we must first determine the situation with our pilots in the air.
For it to float in the air, its weight is crucial. For that reason, it may not have much in the way of armor.”
“Affirmative. Carry out the attack… bring it down!”
“Roger!!!”
Attack squadrons take off one after the other from the aircraft carriers of the Gra Valkas Imperial Navy Combined Fleet. To bring down the aerial battleship of the world’s strongest, the Holy Mirishial Empire, they flew off into the clear, blue sky.
