January 28, 1628.

Cape Town, the southernmost point in Africa, is unknown as to what the Demon Empire calls this city now.

The sky is clear and cloudless. The shipyards in the bay are arranged neatly along the coastline. There are some newly built iron-armored warships outside the sea.

This city, which is crucial to the Demon Empire, has a very unclear number of slaves. Perhaps this is the place with the largest number of people besides their capital, Aka City.

The clear weather did not bring any good mood to ordinary people. According to the news from the front line, more than 100 mighty ironclad fleets they participated in the construction of here half a month ago were wiped out by the enemy.

When they first saw the iron-armored warships belonging to their empire, most of the people thought that their empire's fleet would be invincible in the world. Many people had seen the sailing warships of white Europeans. If they encountered the imperial warships covered with steel armor, they could completely destroy and crush them with their own tonnage.

They could not imagine how powerful the enemy's fleet was. The iron-clad fleet like a hill could be easily wiped out by them. So what did their warships look like? What was it built?

When they first heard this news, most of the slaves and people did not believe it. Anyway, they could not imagine what the warships that could destroy the Imperial fleet would look like.

But the bad moods of the demons and peoples of the middle and upper class of the empire forced them to believe, and their workload and working hours increased significantly. According to their leaders, this was an order issued by General Al-Aqsa himself to cooperate with the work of the shipyard as much as possible. The empire needed more sea warships to guard the territory.

"My devil is here. If I continue doing this, I don't know if I have the strength to climb onto the bed of an ugly wife at night. Maybe I will see you many years in advance!"

The slaves and people who were secretly complaining could only complain in their hearts and did not dare to really say anything. No matter who they were to, maybe a whistleblower might appear around you. Your mistakes will only bring the other party a chance to make contributions and a chance to become a superior person.

Of course, if such a fool says something inappropriate to him, he will also sue him, because there are too few opportunities like this now.

"Have the empire fed all the food? Damn, you're a carriage, not a turtle pulling. Do you need me to react to your superiors and ask him to add more work to you?"

The wide port streets were filled with carriages transporting various supplies. The demons' people shouted from time to time on the street, making it even more difficult for the team, which was originally very slow to move.

"Damn monster, haven't you seen the streets full of vehicles? I didn't drive a winged carriage and couldn't fly over!"

I don’t know how many people cursed in their hearts, but they did not dare to raise their heads to refute, and even lowered their heads deeply. If they were unlucky at this time, it would be easy to become the other party’s target, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Since the news of the fleet's defeat came, this scene has been staged every day. The originally orderly port area has now become chaotic. It is not because the managers are not capable, but because there are too many people. And the people who are working hard to complete the increased workload. Who can blame whom?

"My Lord Demon is here, I seem to feel like I'm back in the white mine again. Is this what you would like to see who is high above?"

Even if the prayer sounds are heard by the demon god they believe in, he probably won't take it seriously, not to mention that there is no real god in this world.

"Hurry up, give me a quicker time. If you can't complete the task, don't think about having a meal and rest today."

The people of the Demon God don’t care what you think. How unwilling to work with such high intensity is. They just need to hand over General Alexa a satisfactory result.

Maybe, there is no future.

“Buzz……”

A faint roar came from the southern sea...

As time goes by, more and more people discover abnormalities from the sky.

"Enemy attack..."

"Woo, woo..." A harsh and rapid alarm sounded.

"Secret, hide quickly..."

The scene was chaotic in an instant, and they did not have an air raid shelter that could allow them to avoid air strikes. The Demon God Empire had no construction plan in this regard since its establishment, and there were no air defense weapons.

The dense crowd spread out, but where can they hide? The port area has only buildings, as well as the sea-to-sea turrets on nearby mountains, and the rest are all flat. The slaves can only run around helplessly, and consciously and wisely found a corner that they thought they could save their lives and hid in and never came out again.

In addition to shouting a few words at the beginning, the demon gods and the people were very aware of the horses and ran towards the city behind. The slaves and people who were blocking their escape were driven aside by them using all their methods.

The densely pack of aircraft seemed to add a thick layer of black clouds to them, and the sunlight was blocked tightly by them.

“Woo…”

Soon the bomber that arrived above the port opened the bullet cabin and threw the bombs out of the cabin in a series of bombs, making a harsh noise, and smashed it hard towards the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The huge port area was instantly submerged in the sea of ​​fire.

The collapsed and burning buildings and the broken carriages were blown into a pile of scrap iron sea-to-sea turrets before they could play a slightest role. The originally busy port area instantly entered hell mode.

The screams of the slaves were completely covered by the explosion of bombs. It was impossible for them to escape such dense carpet bombing. Each bomb could take away several lives and be wiped out.

The Demon Empire warships who were training in the offshore, which were not the first target, wanted to escape, but soon they discovered that escaping was a luxury, because the enemy planes with torpedoes hanging under the belly had already appeared in their sight. Although the number was not large, it was enough to completely destroy them.

The terrified sailors jumped off the warship one after another, hoping that they could escape their lives, and if they remained on the warship, they would undoubtedly die.

When training, the torpedo aircraft approached, aimed, and dropped bombs, and easily sent the newly built warships of the Demon God Empire to the bottom of the sea.

Only the wreckage of the sea and the naval soldiers of the Demon Empire who were constantly struggling to swim to the shore.

They didn't have time to look up at the sky. If they saw it, they would be even more frightened and desperate. The fighter jets had come close behind the torpedo fuselage and began to lower their fuselage and prepare to shoot at the sea.
Chapter completed!