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

Chapter 291 Crossing the Mississippi River Again

"Kansas is in complete chaos..."

The commanders of all sides lamented that their troops had been surrounded while pursuing the enemy. The United States troops were suddenly attacked from behind by a group carrying a red flag, and then they were also attacked by the syndicate's troops.

In the woods east of the Northern Oregon Bridge, the troops of the Labour Corps, the militia, and the United States forces were intertwined, and Alice, with her troops, the Central Column, completely disrupted the situation in Northern Oregon.

"Fire report!"

Commanders in the Kansas theater found their troops surrounded on all sides, with enemy and friendly forces intertwined.

"Can you get in touch with them?"

"I'm sorry, Commander, no... We've completely lost contact with two of the units."

"Where is the remnant army we were pursuing?"

"I don't know. The last piece of information they sent was that they encountered the main force of the enemy, but as for the enemy... it was the main force of the United States."

The Allied command analyzed the situation for a long time, and finally, the Allied generals came to a conclusion.

"It must be Mike Douglas's conspiracy!"

That's right, it's most likely a conspiracy by the United States! That's the only explanation they can think of. We pursued them, and as we chased, two fully armed armored brigades immediately ran into the main force of the United States' army division!

As the E-75G pursued, the enemy's light infantry disappeared, while the roads were filled with M60 and M48 tanks. Both sides used L7 series artillery inherited from Amerlane to open each other's hatches, turning northern Kansas into a living hell of steel and infantry.

And what about the United States? Mike Douglas, in the middle, looked at the battle report with a puzzled expression. Two army divisions that were supposed to break into the Steel Belt were now fighting with Confederate forces, while a division on Highway 36 in the south was still advancing eastward, and a brigade was still covering its flanks on the southern front.

The Confederate forces were too eager to advance north along the Mississippi River. The brigade-level units of the two Confederate states inexplicably ended up intervening in the United States forces, creating an encirclement for themselves.

But that wasn't the end of it. In the northwest of the front line, behind the front lines, two "workers' corps" inexplicably appeared. It should be noted that the workers' corps had long been scattered by themselves. Although there were many guerrillas, they had not played much of a role.

And now, two fully-fledged labor corps units?

Like the Confederate general opposite him, Mike Douglas couldn't understand it. What was even stranger was that after the syndicate forces captured a railroad hub west of the Mississippi River, an army unit east of the Mississippi River was attacked by the syndicate forces.

That wasn't the end of it. When he dispatched the 455th Infantry Regiment to retake the railroad hub and attempt to recapture the Northern Oregon Bridge to the north, he discovered that the bridge had already been destroyed.

It's important to understand that the North Oregon Bridge was one of the few bridges in Kansas that could be used by mechanized forces. Now that it has been destroyed, it means that the main armored forces west of Kansas can no longer be sent to the front lines.

This will at least delay them for one to two weeks!

North of Kansas, in northern Louisiana, was a place he never wanted to set foot in. Since the founding of Colombia, northern Louisiana had not been a place that ordinary people could enter, and it was also one of the few places in Colombia where magicians gathered.

Northern Louisiana is known for its large magic crystal mines, which cannot be mined because the strange monsters associated with the magic crystal veins are scattered throughout its cold swampy areas.

These ferocious monsters affect the entire northern Louisiana, and the only ones who can effectively contain them are the cowboys and bounty hunters who have been established within its borders by wizards and the spirit of the Great Frontier.

They are skilled in using magic and old-fashioned firearms, firing specially made bullets to eliminate the monsters that emerge from the mines. These hunters kill monsters for money, and the United States government provided financial support to their guild before the Civil War to help maintain stability in northern Louisiana.

Mike Douglas knew he couldn't rely on the Northern Louisiana transport forces and had to fight a decisive battle in Kansas. The only place that could quickly support the front lines was the nearby field airfield.

Mike Douglas decided to send his 2nd Air Assault Brigade and 1st Air Transport Regiment to Worth Airport on the Mississippi River in northern Kansas.

Once the air raid arrives, everything will be alright.

Mike Douglas thought this way, and with a wave of his hand, he mobilized the 2nd Air Assault Brigade. But this brigade was not as simple as he had imagined.

First, the 2nd Air Assault Brigade was a unit from Chicago that was deployed to Aberdeen National Training Range in the Midwest before the Civil War to train troops to test the new AH-64 Apache helicopters and CH-46 Chinook helicopters.

The soldiers of the 2nd Air Assault Brigade are almost all sons of the Iron Belt, but they are under the watchful eyes of the military police and the Colombian National Intelligence Agency.

Second, the First Air Transport Regiment was extremely dispersed in terms of vehicles; most of them were at Carver Air Force Base, 190 kilometers west of Worth Field, but the remaining forty percent of their capacity was scattered across field and local airfields along the United States front.

Third, what Mike Douglas didn't know was that he wasn't the only one eyeing Worth Airport. Worth Airport was severely lacking in defense forces, and now, Alice's Central Column was less than 40 kilometers away from Worth Airport. Taking advantage of the chaos, Alice led the remaining Central Column out of the fighting in Northeast Kansas, crossed the Mississippi River, and was heading towards Worth Airport.

The weather was getting colder, and Alice's senses were a little dulled, but the others were more sensitive. A ragged and exhausted army was taking a short rest in the mountains.

Snowflakes, as fine as goose feathers, drifted down from the sky. Overcoats were draped over the soldiers' shoulders, and Alice pulled up the hood of her coat, covering her white hair.

"Alice, you should have taken the train with them."

Rafis Yao, wearing a coat, handed Alice a cup of hot water. She wanted to find Alice some drinks, such as tea or coffee, but the entire Central Column had none left.

Alice took the hot water: "Alice has a strange feeling. Alice is worried about them, and Alice wants to do something."

“Are we just a disorganized mob? This army must not become that, Alice’s memories tell her. We need to build consensus, to establish our beliefs.”

Alice looked at the soldiers who remained. When the Central Column set out from Kansas, there were a total of 50,000 men. Now there were still more than 30,000 left. More than 10,000 men had been killed, fell behind, or even escaped, been captured, or defected.

Even now, the entire Revolutionary Front of Colombia remains a disorganized mess.

"Alice must establish an authority, not Alice's authority, but the collective authority of our comrades, an authority built on our ideals and our methods."

"Let's go to Worth Airport. We'll take it over there. We need a meeting."

Tukhachevsna approached with several soldiers, who looked disheveled, having just completed a reconnaissance mission.

“Mike Douglas has transported a lot of people to Worth Airport, but they haven’t had time to get started yet. Comrade Alice, we need to take action.”

Tukhachevsna lowered her hood, revealing a head of long, flowing blonde hair, her short frame carrying rifle magazines and grenades.