I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

At the same time, on the other side, the fighting in Harinid in West France gradually began to intensify.

Magicians in the magical world once placed a teleportation circle near the entrance of the dragon's lair they discovered.

The dragon will be teleported to the fairy land when it escapes.

However, the upper limit of this teleportation circle is limited.

Therefore, more and more monsters are pouring into the city at this moment.

In addition to the bipedal dragons, some wingless land creatures also gradually entered the city.

The appearance of these dragons is very similar to that of dinosaurs, probably because those dinosaurs may also be life forms created by the Creator God.

Although some of these dragons are not as good as the flying dragons, they are very difficult to deal with when the numbers increase.

What's even more difficult is that there are bipedal flying dragons in the sky for support.

Of course, with Joan of Arc's ability, she would not be stupid enough to let her soldiers confront these monsters head-on.

Although they established a safe zone in the city center, they used large and heavily armored mechas to block all important intersections.

But the real face of these monsters is not the armored vehicles blocking the intersection.

Instead there were troops hiding in houses on both sides of the road.

They stand on high ground and mount machine guns to attack these monsters from above, and the narrow corridors can also prevent them from attacking.

At the same time, there is a roof above them, so they are not afraid of these bipedal flying dragons sneaking up on them.

They can also put anti-aircraft weapons on the roof of the building and focus on dealing with monsters in the sky without worrying about monsters on the ground.

Fortunately, the city was also heavily bombed after the last world war because it was located near the battlefield of Verdun.

Therefore, many of the buildings here were built in recent decades. They are not like the many wooden houses in Britannia, but actual reinforced concrete houses.

And this kind of house is very difficult for these sub-dragon monsters to deal with.

Leiden was stationed at a crossroads, which was the only way to the safe zone and where the firepower was the most intense.

There are fire points at four places at the intersection.

On the second floor of one of the curved houses, Layton controlled the latest version of power armor, a walking machine powered by hydraulics that was also Tesla's technology.

Considering some special circumstances, it has a thicker mecha than the power armor that originally appeared in Britannia, so its size is also larger, even absolutely closed, and has an air purification system, which can Isolate poison gas.

Layton used to be a mecha operator, and with the advancement of the times, the difficulty of operating mechas has gradually decreased.

So it couldn't be easier for him to control this mecha.

Of course, there are not many mechas of this type currently in mass production, and Layden was assigned to it because of his special status.

Putting aside his relationship with Laman and Joan of Arc, his contribution in the last world war alone was enough for him to distribute such a mecha.

The mecha's hands held large-caliber Gatling weapons, and were even connected to ammunition belts.

Gatlin spewed tongues of fire, and countless shell casings of rolling bullets jumped out, and many shell casings had already fallen on the ground.

In fact, it's not just him. There are fire points on this floor and the floor above them. There are also large-caliber machine guns and some large-caliber cannons in several other houses.

It can be said that the firepower at this intersection can now face an entire army of tens of thousands of people, and they are not even afraid of tanks coming in.

Unless the enemy has powerful air firepower to level the houses here.

Those true pure-blood dragons obviously have such abilities, but obviously, they have not yet appeared.

The dragon tide that appeared here on the ground didn't even make a wailing sound before it was smashed into pieces by the firepower rushing in from all directions.

Blood and corpses covered the entire street, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

The dragon's blood gathered into a river, and the blood of the human corpse lying here gathered together and flowed into the ditch on one side.

As the water from the ditch flows through the city, in the dark night, the city is gradually enveloped by a stench mixed with the smell of blood.

The number of monsters on the streets gradually decreased, and the Gatling of the mecha controlled by Layton also gradually stopped working, emitting steaming heat.

Street fighting is a nightmare for any army in any era, especially urban street fighting in the steel forest, which is even more terrifying.

Apparently, the same is true for these wurms.

"Wuhu!"

Layton shouted excitedly.

"This thing is much more fun than the Storm Mecha!"

On the other side, a middle-aged man in military uniform who was manipulating a machine gun mounted on the ground to provide fire support spoke.

"Okay, Layton, it's my turn!"

Obviously, he is also an old comrade-in-arms of Leiden's past. His name is Derek.

"Fuck you!" Layton scolded with a smile, "Who doesn't know that you are a mecha idiot? When you were on the front line, you controlled the mecha for a mecha pilot and almost drove into the river!"

"It's different now." Derek muttered, "Now I control a large engineering mecha."

"伱?" Leiden looked at Leiden through the mecha's observation window suspiciously.

"Tch." Derek said unhappily.

After a pause, he continued, "Speaking of which, I heard that you have a son now?"

"Yes." Layton said.

"I also have a daughter." Derek smiled. "She is about sixteen years old this year. She is still in high school. She went to Randy High School in West France."

"That school is pretty good, and the scores seem to be pretty good," Layton said.

"It's not bad." Derek touched his head and said. Looking at his smile, it was obvious that he was very proud of it. "I have never taught her, but she is very competitive."

"What about you?" Derek asked, "How old is your son now?"

"She must be eighteen or nineteen years old," Leighton said.

"You're not young then. Are you still studying?"

"almost."

"What do you mean, it's almost the same." Derek curled his lips, "If you're here, you're here, if you're not, you're not here. You are still a soldier, do you know the consequences of unclear information on the battlefield?"

"Well, reading, indeed," Layton said.

"Then you should go to college. Where?"

Layton was silent for a moment and said, "It's hard to say."

"Is it a school I don't know about?"

Layton nodded.

"That's right." Derek nodded.

Although he couldn't see the expression of his brother, whom he hadn't seen for many years, he could tell from his hesitation that his son probably didn't do very well in the exam, so he didn't go to a good school. .

"It's okay." Derek smiled, "I will always inherit your ranch in the future. It's best if you can study. It would be better if you don't study and have a good body. Where is he studying? Is he also in West France?"