I weave fate in parallel time and space

When the German army approached the position, the poisonous gas had basically dissipated.

They were cautious, but compared to the violent counterattacks they suffered when approaching here in the past, West France's position was obviously much quieter.

They suppressed the excitement in their hearts and continued to approach slowly. They saw many corpses lying on the position.

Some people's eyes seemed to pop out, their bloodshot eyeballs were bound by their eyelids, and their skin was swollen, while some people opened their mouths in an incredible arc and pinched their necks, while some people The other one tore his own clothes to pieces, and his body was almost covered with scratch marks. The same was true for the other corpses around him, and they died in a miserable state.

This is poison gas, a weapon prohibited by the Hague International Convention.

In addition to the humanitarian disaster caused by its powerful lethality, it will also cause unimaginable damage to the environment and ecology.

There will be no grass growing here from now on, and it will take a long time to restore the ecology.

Not even the countries that use it are guaranteed not to be harmed.Once used in large quantities, it will be difficult to control the consequences.

However, the war has reached this level, and the German side can no longer worry about these things.

However, just when the German army was about to break through the first line of defense, a man suddenly stood out from the line of defense.

The German soldiers below didn't even react, because they simply couldn't believe that someone would survive under the impact of such a large amount of poisonous gas.

In fact, he no longer looks human anymore.

His eyes were bloodshot, the skin on his face was covered in blisters, and even his breathing had a wheezing sound.

If you identify him carefully, you will find that he is Pease who just chatted with Leo and others.

But even so, he still stood where he was.

Gradually, soldiers from West France crawled out of the trenches one after another. The effects of the poisonous gas were more or less severe.

Even if it is already crumbling,

Even if his life is not long.

They still stood on the trench holding their breath.

They grabbed the guns in their hands and stared at the group of people with bloodshot eyes.

Like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

The next moment, Pease let out a hoarse but powerful roar from his hard-working throat, and charged directly towards the German army below, while the people behind him also roared hysterically and dived down.

Seeing this group of ghost-like beings swooping towards them, the Germans' eyes hidden by their masks also revealed a look of fear...

That is a will that these invaders cannot understand.

No matter which country the people are from, when they step on their own land, behind them are their wives, children and parents, and everything they want to protect, they are destined to be invincible.

They are not without fear, but they respond to the perseverance and belief in their hearts with courage and their own hysteria.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless artillery started from the positions in West France and drew arcs in the air to attack the troops rushing up behind the Germans, cutting off their support.

As the earth trembled, the mecha troops hiding behind to avoid the bombing finally rushed out of their positions, temporarily filling the gap in the defense line, and began another offensive and defensive battle with the German army.

The battlefield was filled with bullets, countless shells and stray bullets flying everywhere. Leo had never seen such a huge amount of artillery fire on the battlefield in his life.

He was hiding in an artillery pit and was urgently trying to stop Pease's bleeding. Because he had just rushed to the front, he was shot three times.

Although the injuries were not fatal, he had just experienced a poison gas attack, and the chain reaction of internal and external injuries was enough to take his life.

Blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and Leo's hand holding the wound trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Pease raised his hand and grabbed Leo's trembling hand, shaking his head at him.

"Don't waste your time."

He smiled shakily, and more blood came out.

"You just asked me if I would run if the enemy attacked." "Stop talking and save your energy!" Leo said hurriedly.

However, his eyes were obviously starting to become distracted, but he still managed to pull out a letter from his collar.

"I can't run away. She is my fiancée, and she is in Paris."

He grabbed Leo's hand fiercely, stood up suddenly and looked into his eyes, as if reflecting back on the light, using up his last bit of strength to look at him.

"Help me.Give...Give her."

After saying these words, it seemed as if the last bit of his soul had been taken away from him, and he had completely lost his life.
Leo looked at the corpse on the ground, and his eyes gradually lost focus...

The sound of gunfire in his ears became more intense, and some stray bullets even flew over his head and hit his side.

To his left was the trench where he had just been.

In that round of poison gas attacks, tens of thousands of comrades and compatriots on the first line were almost killed or injured.

Some of them have blisters on their bodies, their eyes are bloodshot, or their mouths are constantly leaking blood, and their faces are painful.

There were also handprints on his arms that his comrades' survival instinct had grabbed out just now.

He is only 21 years old and has a long life ahead of him.

"boom!"

With an explosion, a shell exploded beside him. The comrades who were near him just now were directly blown to pieces by the artillery fire. The gravel mixed with flesh slapped on his face, causing pain like a knife.

But he didn't care anymore, he just stood there with blank eyes...

He looked down at his hands, which were covered in blood, and at Pease's body on the ground.

His shoulders were shaking slightly, he covered his face and cried loudly in the crater.

He is a magician, one of the very few people in this world.

Therefore, after graduating from Hogwarts, he has always had a sense of pride.

He feels that he is omnipotent and can solve anything.

When he decided to join the army, he was full of confidence and felt that he could lead his country to resist the invaders.

He wanted to be recorded in history as a man like Gaward and Dumbledore.

But when he came to the battlefield, he realized that without magic, he was nothing.

He does not have the wisdom of Dumbledore, and he does not have the charisma of Gayward.

Even with the use of magic, he could not play any significant role in this war
Compared to the profound historical process of mankind, he can only be regarded as a dust.

At this moment, he understood this very clearly.

I am also extremely aware of my own insignificance and powerlessness...

"Will you collapse after seeing some blood? The people who have come out of Hogwarts over the years have become worse every year."

At this time, a voice came from behind him.

He slowly turned his head, and at some point a person stood beside him.

It was an old man dressed in gentleman's clothes and holding an ebony cane.

Looking at that man, a passage from "The Dark Lord" appeared in his mind for some reason...

[He looks like an aristocratic gentleman, with a brand new custom-made tuxedo that is worth a fortune at first glance, a meticulous beard, and leather shoes that are as shiny as the cobblestones on the bottom of the river.

He is thin, with long gray hair, and his deep eyes are full of pride and ambition. While full of ambition, he also has a weather-beaten sense of story. At this moment, he attracted everyone's attention...] (End of chapter)