I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 396 Poisonous Gas
Old Dick thought for a moment and continued, "Why can war be eliminated by establishing a magic empire?"

"Have you read Mr. Mercer's works because magic can increase productivity?" Leo asked.

"My son loves reading these," Dick said. "Young people always like something new."

Leo continued, "All wars basically start with a fight for resources."

He looked at Dick, "Imagine what kind of world it would be if the food that could be grown on an acre of land was ten times that of the past, and the speed of building houses or making clothes was also ten times that of the past?
If anyone can live a happy life, who would want war? "

"That makes some sense." Dick nodded, "But, can it really be increased tenfold?"

Another soldier on the other side who had been listening to the exchange between the two sneered, "How serious are you about the things in the story?"

"Okay." Dick shrugged, "It sounds like the White Magician is the villain?"

"That's not true." Leo said, "The white magician feels that the existence of a magic empire is unrealistic, because magic is a miracle that only a few people can possess, and the absolute power gap will lead to absolute oppression. Moreover, the black magician's The action is very aggressive and many people will die.”

"Are there many people dying now?" Dick asked.

Leo fell silent, speechless.

"Sounds like a very deep book." Old Dick said, "Both bad guys and good guys have their own beliefs. What's the name of this book?"

"The Dark Lord." Leo said, "It's such a niche book that you probably can't buy it."

"You seem to know a lot. Are you also a college student?" Dick asked.

"That's right." Leo nodded.

"What is considered?"

"The school I went to started from a young age and lasted until I was 19."

"Private school?" Dick understood what Leo meant, "The tuition is not low."

"It's okay." Leo said.

"Your family won't let you come to the battlefield, right?" Dick continued.

A rich young master like this is usually the treasure of his family, so how could he be sent to the battlefield?

Even if they send him to the army to be gilded, they will find a way to put him in a safe position in the rear such as a commander and guard, rather than on the front line.

"No one from that school is allowed to appear on the battlefield." Leo murmured in a low voice, "If discovered, they will be severely punished."

Dick stared at him quietly, "It seems that you have made a lot of determination."

"I have a friend who also died in the bombing, a friend since childhood." Leo said in a low voice, "As a West Frenchman, you should always do something for West France."

"You are very courageous." Old Dick looked at the soldier on one side who had just spoken to him, "Peace, why are you here?"

Pease crossed his hands on his chest, wrapped his coat tightly, lowered his hat, closed his eyes and took a nap, "I'm different from you. The people from the recruitment office kicked in the door and grabbed me out of bed. Sent to the military camp."

After the national mobilization of West France, except for some specific personnel.All young adults between the ages of 18 and 41 are required to enlist in the army.

Dick smiled, "I guess most of the people on the battlefield are here now."

"They have never experienced war, and they are coming to participate in this cruel battle." Leo whispered softly.

"They are all cannon fodder." Pease said in a low voice, "Everyone will die here."

"Believe in Joan of Arc, we will win." Dick said.

Pease smiled disdainfully, "After fighting for so long, she is still on this line. Has she achieved any actual results?"

Leo stared at Pease quietly, "If the enemy attacks, will you run?"

Pease didn't answer. He just held the gun quietly and stared at the puddle in front of him, his thoughts flowing.
Dick struggled to get up from the ground, cautiously stuck his head out, and looked into the distance, towards the direction of the German military camp. There was silence on the battlefield, and the drizzle floating in the sky lightly brushed their cheeks, filling the air. There is a smell of death.

He hid in the trench again and said doubtfully, "It's strange. At this time, they are either launching artillery attacks on us or launching a charge. Why are they so quiet today?"

"Maybe they're giving up," Pease said.

Leo also raised his head strangely and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds. In the hazy drizzle, he seemed to be able to vaguely see one empty boat after another approaching here.

"I seem to have seen an airship." Leo whispered softly.

"What, let me take a look!" Dick took out a telescope from his waist and looked at it, and then his expression became serious.

He immediately reached out and took out a whistle from his body and put it in his mouth. The whistle was a special bird whistle, and the sound it made was a bird sound, which would be slightly more concealed.Following the bird whistle, the people in the trenches behind them quickly reacted and began to use bird whistles and semaphores to convey messages to the command position behind them.

Under the gaze of Leo's powerful vision, the anti-aircraft guns hidden in the forest on the distant hilltop were aimed at the airship in the distance.

Leo held his breath, lying behind the trench, watching the approaching airship in the distance.

As their figures pierced the clouds and appeared in the sight of most people, the anti-aircraft guns in the forest finally opened fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One after another, the cannonballs drew beautiful long lines in the air, dragging their tails of fire and flying straight into the sky.

Although it is called an anti-aircraft gun, it is still very difficult for ground-based anti-aircraft guns to hit an airship.

Under normal circumstances, at the height that an airship can fly, anti-aircraft guns are absolutely impossible to hit.

But these airships were a bit uncharacteristic, flying very low, so low that Leo could even see clearly what the pilot on the airship looked like through the side of the ship.

A shell hit the bridge of the airship, and the pilot above was shaken and fell to the ground, but most of the airships still flew above them.

Dick's expression changed and he shouted loudly.

"Lie down!"

Then, Leo also learned to lie down in the trench, but he couldn't help but look at the airship in the sky.

I saw these airships opening their bomb bays, and countless shells fell from the sky, some fell on their positions, and some fell on their front ends.

These airships still don't dare to get close to the position, because the closer the distance, the greater the probability that the firepower of the anti-aircraft guns will shoot them down from the air.

However, the expected explosion and various scenes of debris splattering did not appear.

In the brief silence, Leo poked his head out with some confusion. The "cannonball" that landed in front of them was very large, like a huge iron can, with a yellow color all over and a skull logo on it.

At the same time, in the distance of the battlefield, a group of people wearing coats like raincoats slowly walked towards this side.

Different from ordinary troops, they also wear gas masks on their heads.

At this time, Leo's heart suddenly hit the bottom, and he shouted excitedly to the people behind him.

"It's not bombing! It's not bombing! It's poison gas, it's poison gas!!!"

"Branches!"

As he finished speaking, several poison gas bottles in front of him made the sound of some kind of knobs being turned. With the sound of "Peng", the yellow mist quickly escaped from the iron cans.

The enemy had already calculated the wind direction when they chose to use poison gas bombs, and the poison gas was heavier than oxygen. With the blessing of the wind, the poison gas surged toward them like a torrent, rapidly. Devoured this position.

Leo reacted quickly. He covered his face with his wet coat. The poisonous gas quickly spread to their position, obscuring his sight.

He felt as if his eyes had been sprayed with pepper spray, and they became bloodshot quickly. He quickly closed his eyes, and then he felt that his skin was also burning and painful.

He opened the book in his hand, and there was a small black wooden stick inside. He took the wooden stick and chanted a spell.

Magic enveloped his body, isolating these poisonous gases from him.

He slowly opened his eyes. Although his eyes were still a little bloodshot from the previous contact, they were much better than before.

He saw the body of his comrade beside him gradually twisting and struggling in pain on the ground. The poisonous gas entered his body and destroyed his trachea and throat.

His face turned red, and he couldn't scream because he couldn't breathe. Leo wanted to save him, but hesitated when he raised his wand.

He couldn't use magic, and his presence on this battlefield was already against the rules.

It doesn't matter if he uses magic on himself. If it is used on ordinary people, the supervision system will immediately issue a warning.

The next moment, the Magic Association's law enforcement team will appear here, and then he will sit in jail for several years.

Just as he hesitated, the comrade in front of him completely lost his life.

Old Dick reacted very quickly. He covered his mouth and nose with his coat, and even buried his whole face, but he was still coughing violently.

Some comrades even spit out large mouthfuls of blood, with blood flowing from their noses and eyes.

This poisonous gas is rapidly harvesting the lives of people around it.
(End of this chapter)