Old time's, new changes, and a lot of reality bending idiots.

The flying fortress.

(GOV: modified B-19 or B-17?)

(A/N: B-17 with titanium sounds funny)

(GOV: y'know you should've gone further in this chapter before saying that.)

"Thomas, cant we just call for a bomber?" Brilliant idea unnamed british tank commander #1.

Emily had a good idea.

B-17T, 6 engines, titanium armor, maybe 80 foot long, and 72 foot wide wings, with 9200 pounds of bombs, 2 underside duel-barrel 20mm auto cannons, a 35mm front cannon, quad .50 cal in the tail, four duel-mounted .75 cal naval machineguns, and 2 topside 27mm single-barrel auto cannons.

This, is a true flying fortress.

Out of bombs? Use the 20's. Out of 20's? Use the 35's. Out of 35's? Use 155mm howitzers on the ground to flatten the entire grid square.

She only has two because she decided to limit her summoning capabilities.
What's her limit? We'll find out next time.

"This is Fortress-1, we have 9 thousand-pound bombs and a couple thermite bomb's each, where's the place you need erased?"

"Fortress-1, this is Crusader-4, a gate is blocking our path and it'll take too long to get a firefly before the enemy regroups, drop bombs at the red smoke."

"Fortress-1, confirmed. Proceeding with bombing run." The two B-17T's flew next to each other, Fortress-1 and Fortress-2 flew in a semi-arrow formation since there weren't 3 of them.

4 thousand-pound bombs were dropped alongside 10 thermite bombs that got dropped late, the first four destroyed the gate while the other 10 went over the wall and started burning, melting any poor man that had gotten close to them, as the 10 thermite had a delayed fuze.

"Crusader-1 engaging infantry." The crocodile churchill went first, tanking three fire bolts, an ice bolt, five stone spikes, eight muskets, an entire fucking wood house, and a enchanted arrow.

"Those assholes buried the croc!"

Five seconds later the tank rolled out of the debris and began burning the 80 nearby soldiers and three mages in the back, meanwhile a wizard had a decently good idea, using magic to move the earth below the crocodile churchill and flipped it...only to get shot by a british rifleman seconds later.

"Wow." And then the M3 Priests started shelling the god damn palace again.

The B-17T's had also used the remaining bombs to destroy several wood towers inside the walls.

"....this was pretty underwhelming but i feel like that's because i killed most of the good wizards in the first few minutes." Emily was probably right, however, she still had the second assault group wuth the fireflys....and she didn't get to use it.

Very disappointing, oh right the civilians.

Somehow, only 23 got injured by shrapnel and houses collapsing from when the artillery accidentally went over the walls that one time, and zero died, which was very suspicious considering how many times adventurers decide to play hero and get murdered.

Emily is gonna have to reveal herself in front of them, which was something she really doesn't want to do, but oh well.

(GOV: damn, no civilian deaths. The dice gods must be very merciful this year.)

(A/N: what would happen if it was a nat 1)

(GOV: many deaths.)