Power of the Imperial navy and conspiracy behind closed curtains

Author note: So hello my dear readers i would like to say i have a planned fiction to release well its a fanfiction there's two in pending one what I'm writing one is a gran crest senki fic and one is TBATE fic they have kingdom building elements and technological progress but I'm still fixing some holes that needs to be filled so stay tuned since i might release during summer.

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**4th Imperial Fleet, 1st

Carrier Strike Group**

**Aircraft Carrier DRS Siegfried**

Captain Cinders looked over the carrier deck as he saw the fighter jets take off. He glanced over the bridge where the crew monitored their screens.

"Any unseen incidents?" he asked.

"None, sir," said the radar man.

**1st Squadron of the 1st Carrier Strike Group**

WOOOOOOSSSSHHHH

The squadron commander conducted a low fly-by and increased speed, causing a sonic boom. Some pilots launched magic flares to intimidate the enemy.

The citizens below shuddered in fear since this was the second time their capital was under attack. The garrison could do nothing but watch in fear as their capital was swarmed.

"Can't we fire our anti-air ballistas?" asked a captain helplessly.

"If we fire, it won't even scratch them," said the commander of the capital garrison next to him. Just then, a loud noise came from behind, causing them to duck.

SWIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSHHH!!!!!!

A fighter jet flew low by them, increasing its speed and pushing them back with the generated air. The jet flew near the civilian area, causing some windows to shatter due to the soundwaves.

**A Few Minutes Later**

"We are almost out of fuel," said the squadron leader, radioing the carrier.

"DRS Siegfried, this is 1st Squadron Commander. We need to refuel. Permission to switch with the second squadron," he said and received word.

"Permission granted. We are sending the second squadron," said the coms officer.

Soon, the first squadron left and, in a matter of minutes, the second squadron arrived, unleashing flares that frightened the citizens.

**1st Squadron POV**

"Huh, a dozen unknown hostiles," said the wingman of the commander.

"This is SQ-1. We have spotted on the radar over a dozen hostiles northwest of your position," said the commander, radioing the Carrier Strike Group.

**DRS Siegfried Bridge**

"Admiral, the first squadron spotted unknown hostiles northwest of our location," said the coms officer.

"I see. Order the third squadron that is right in the skies now," he said.

Soon, the third squadron immediately changed course and headed towards the location of the approaching hostiles.

**A Few Minutes Later**

Over the horizon, they saw ten airships made out of cloth, Cathay-made, with rockets railed at the sides of the basket. This concerned them.

"Let's take them out, boys. This is too dangerous if it gets close to the fleet," the commander said, locking one of his targets and firing a surface-to-air missile.

Boom.

One of the airships exploded, the rockets lit up, and it caused a chain explosion that spread to the others.

"Switch to volley guns. We don't need to waste our missiles here," he said, flicking a switch on his throttle and beginning strafing runs, killing the exposed crew. Some tried to fire their rockets when the jet passed them, but they were delayed.

Soon, the number whittled down to five, and they were forced to retreat, but they were not given reprieve until...

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

One of the fighters got an alert.

"There's something locked on me!" said the pilot. A bright golden beam grazed the fighter jet as the pilot twisted his plane.

"Watch your backs, enemies might be onto us!" shouted the commander as they fell back to the carrier. Soon, they saw a figure leaving the shadows of the clouds.

**Alex POV**

Alex had not slept for the past few days as he monitored the battlefield. He was given overall supreme command and had assigned Ares as his chief of staff, Poseidon for naval operations, and Hermes for scouting and intelligence gathering. He assigned other gods to keep an eye on the advancing force and created three army groups, leading the center himself. Currently, he was 30 km from a city which was an objective.

He split his army into three groups: Army Group A, Army Group B, and Army Group C, with an equal split of the army, but the majority were 4th Legion soldiers. Alex planned to use the 1st Legion as a reserve and executed a three-prong offensive. The first wave consisted of shock troopers of Olympus supported by tanks and forbidden cavalry. But first of all was artillery, as he planned not to lose many soldiers.

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Alex watched through a screen as he saw his soldiers quickly dig trenches and fire short bursts from their rifles, stopping the charging titans and humans. The machine guns fired in random directions, while sharpshooters picked off any dangerous soldiers carrying explosives.

BOOM.

An explosion was heard from a distance, and a soldier spoke.

"Your Majesty, a titan carrying a hundred tons of explosives was able to charge through the first line of defense and exploded, killing 2,000 Olympus soldiers and severely injuring 500 Draconian soldiers," reported the officer.

Alex responded, "Quickly reinforce that gap and send the injured to the field hospital. For the dead, get their tags and send them to the messaging department to draft the letters."

They quickly agreed.

**On the Trenches**

"Hey, is everything good there?" shouted a Draconian soldier who came running in as part of the reinforcements. Soon, he saw a soldier in ragged armor charging at him. He quickly fired a short burst, killing the attacker on the spot. As he lowered his rifle, he looked around and saw one dead Olympus soldier with bleeding ears and eyes. He removed the dog tag and moved to another soldier, a Draconian who was moving slightly. He grabbed his vest and dragged him while calling for a medic.

"I need a medic over here!" he shouted, and a medic quickly approached the injured man. After applying some medicine, the medic spoke.

"We need to move him now," he said. He pulled out a long metal tube from his storage ring, stretched a fabric over it to make a stretcher, and both of them placed the injured man on it. They brought him to an aid station where he would be transported along with other injured soldiers to the field hospital capable of treating an entire legion.

Alex reminisced about a year ago, at a covert training ground where the 1st Army of Olympus and the 1st Legion trained in offensive and defensive mock battles. Alex knew that in this way, he could see the advantages and disadvantages of both armies.

**A Year Ago**

Ares was taking down notes as he watched Olympus troops dug in, defending against a combined arms attack from the Draconian 1st Legion. It was spearheaded by the trained imperial knights, who were adept in close combat and ranged attacks. As they raised their shields, the 1st Olympus Army artillery, the breach-loading Mark cannons, began firing dummy rounds. But the knights continued to push, and behind them were tanks, firing round after round, causing the 1st line of defense to suffer heavy casualties and get blown off.

They tried to put up a strong defense but were forced to retreat. However, their second line was more like a maze, forcing the tanks to stop. The infantry moved in without tank support and began suffering casualties as they encountered traps and ambushes.

"See, the second line of defense worked," said Ares as he watched the battle continue to rage on, both sides piling up casualties, though they were not dead.

"I can see the effectiveness of this defense, but the problem is that we are dealing with 12-foot-tall men," said Poseidon.

"We can change that, but the problem lies with the loyalty of the officers and soldiers. Right now, tensions are increasing between Zeus and Hera, and the root of it is a son that Zeus fostered, which made Hera mad," Alex said, continuing.

"I have sent agents to monitor him. Currently, he is corrupted and has become a mutant, harboring great hate for Zeus. He is leading a small band of men like him, but I am currently preventing him from going to the Draconian Empire since he knows he could thrive there with the weapons and acceptance of all kinds of races," he finished, drinking some coffee from a thermos he brought.

"Should we, you know, test their loyalty?" Ares suggested.

Alex responded, "We could, but they will always fall to corruption by the rewards of the gods. I'm the person maintaining the status quo. If I leave or become busy, they will have a civil war. For now, I plan to use Draconian agents. Nyx is leading the intelligence agency of Olympus, and she plays both sides of the coin. She knows she can't touch the neutral faction that is under the empire's control."

**To be continued**