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

Chapter 259 Hunters and Legacy

(Trial of Tomato AI Illustration)

"You mean Alice? I've seen her, in Florence, during the Battle of 681."

Alice looked at the tank in front of her. It was a steel beast that was hard to describe in words. The tank was the most representative modern war machine created by mankind to kill each other.

Compared to the Sherman tanks next to them, these three T-90MS-UNs made the latter seem like creations of the last century, with their aggressive appearance, low profile, and the roaring -92S2F diesel engines echoing in the parking lot.

Alice wore a military uniform like everyone else, but her uniform had no insignia. Standing in front of her were three of the best tank crews in all of America. Most of them were veterans who were among the first to drive tanks into battle, and their vehicles were once painted with countless kill circles and markings.

They were amazed by the tank behind them, which was completely different from the ones they had used before. The main gun had a huge caliber, and the tank was incredibly powerful. Although Alice warned them not to face the enemy from the side, or they might get their heads blown off, they still felt that this was a powerful tank.

"Who could have imagined that in the post-Alice era, people still couldn't create something like this until she returned again."

"Alright, enough said, warriors. What you are about to face is the obstacle of the civilized world. Those shamans are using our ancient Amelansi heritage to try to maintain their illusory faith."

"What you will be using is a powerful tank created by the most advanced minds in the entire civilized world. It is the most advanced tank. I believe that you have already grasped its intricacies during the previous adaptive training. As the best tankers in Amelansi, you are qualified to use the weapons we have created to eliminate those barbarians who have mastered advanced technology."

"The nation and the people are watching you, Amelansi is watching you, gentlemen, get in the cars and head to the battlefield!"

Alice nodded, and the three groups of three-person vehicles immediately set off.

Huesca Raca let out a long breath. As a tank commander in the 4th Guards Tank Army of the Republic of Amelansi, he knew the surprise this tank would bring him.

He will never forget the day he saw this model of tank: automated remote-controlled machine guns, intelligent cannons, large-caliber main guns, powerful engines, and even air conditioning.

Once inside the vehicle, the onboard information system marked friendly forces on the map on the screen. He was amazed by the high precision of the map, but the battlefield was ever-changing.

"This is vehicle number one, codename Bayonetta. Communication system check complete."

"This is vehicle number two, codename Jeanne. Communication system check complete."

"This is vehicle number three, codename Platinum. Communication system check complete."

"This is Overlord A, received correctly. IFF location activated. Target A is advancing towards Farolensa. Operation Hunting Angels begins. I repeat, Operation Hunting Angels begins!"

The radio relayed a clear message: the IFF systems of the three tanks, modified by Raffarin Lo, no longer transmit IFF signals, but still receive them. Relying on a remaining geostationary satellite, they can determine the distance between the two sides in real time.

"Okay! Let's go!"

The tank started up and sped away, the driver flooring the accelerator. The tank kicked up dust on the ground, the cannon pointed high into the sky, the tricolor flag and military insignia were not easily spotted. It had been camouflaged before setting off, the entire tank was covered with camouflage netting, and from a distance it looked like a moving clump of grass.

"Frontline troops report sighting of Church main combat mech A 10 kilometers south of tactical point D. Friendly forces are trying to avoid contact."

"Frontline troops report that the 139th Infantry Regiment stationed at tactical point D has engaged in fierce combat with the enemy's main combat mech A."

"Frontline troops report: The 7th Company of the 2nd Tank Division of the 4th Guards Tank Army of the Republic has arrived at Tactical Point D and begun firefight."

Overlord A, also known as Alice, kept broadcasting over the radio, her soft, gentle voice calmly delivering each message.

"Air Force strike force reports that a two-aircraft formation with call sign 'Whistleblower' lost contact at tactical point D and is suspected of being shot down."

"Frontline troops report that the armored forces at Tactical Point D have been completely wiped out."

"IFF detection alert: Church main battle mech B is approaching A and is expected to arrive in twenty minutes."

"The communications unit reports that all friendly forces at Tactical Point D have been annihilated. Nearby friendly artillery has begun shelling Tactical Point D. Repeat, all units move away from Tactical Point D."

Tanks continued to kick up dust on the ground, and plumes of smoke rose into the sky in the distance. Huesca Raca took a deep breath. The enemy's main battle mechs had destroyed an entire infantry regiment's position and an entire tank company in a very short time.

"IFF detection report: Enemy main combat mech C is converging on B, estimated arrival time is 10 minutes."

Good news and bad news echoed around them, and everyone seemed unable to breathe as they listened, watched, and waited. Huesca Laca knew that he and his nine men were the key to this war.

"Frontline troops report that the 3rd Regiment of the 9th Armored Division is engaged in firefight with a two-aircraft formation of enemy main combat mechs and has suffered heavy losses."

"This is Overlord A. Order to all friendly forces on the northern front: Immediately disengage from enemy main battle mechs and withdraw from the battlefield under alternating cover! Repeat: Immediately disengage and withdraw from the battlefield under alternating cover!"

"Air Force strike force report: The 24th Air Tactical Squadron attacked a two-aircraft formation of enemy main combat aircraft. Nine A-1 attack aircraft were shot down. The strike mission was successfully completed. The remaining friendly forces are disengaging from the airspace."

"The West Amelanian Air Command orders: All low-altitude aircraft currently in the D-23 airspace to immediately withdraw."

Huesca Raca let out a long breath. The situation was extremely serious. The enemy's three-plane formation was quite formidable in combat and also possessed air defense capabilities.

"Sir..."

"Kid, we can do it."

Huesca Laca nodded, poked his tank out, and the commander of another T-90 tank in front of him stuck out half his head, looked at him, and nodded.

The three vehicles then separated and headed towards their designated ambush positions. Anyone spotted by them could open fire.

Dark clouds had gathered sometime earlier, the sky darkened, and the wind suddenly picked up, blowing aside the leaves and grass. The tank gunners pressed buttons on the fire control system, activating the high-definition thermal imaging channel, leaving only black, white, and gray tones in the sky and earth.

The communication system quieted down. The IFF indicated that the enemy was advancing towards Florence at a very high speed. Huesca Laca found a reverse slope and directed the tank crews to aim at the city—a good spot to overlook the entire city of Florence.

But he still had a bad feeling.