Return from the second dimension

"boom!"

A micro missile flew in and shot down the already riddled armed airship.

A huge fireball fell from the air and hit the buildings on the ground severely. Several tall buildings collapsed in an instant, and then were engulfed by the sea of ​​fire.

The real battlefield is the flesh mill, no matter how much life is thrown into it, it will be easily crushed into powder!

The drone that completed the attack flashed through the air and flew towards the next target that was just locked.

"Get out of the way, come on!"

On the messy streets, a group of Flame Empire soldiers evaded hastily, but many people were still affected by the wreckage of the fallen armed airship, screaming and then silent.

"This bunch of dogs!"

Seeing his soldiers struggle and wailing in the sea of ​​fire, the leading officer's eyes were blood-red, and he raised his rifle and pulled the trigger.

After a few shots, the figure struggling in the sea of ​​flames was silent again, allowing the flames to burn wantonly on the body.

"Om..."

There was a slight vibration, but the leader's expression remained unchanged. When he was about to give a concealment order, a silver-white drone had already risen from the back of the building, and the front of the fuselage was flickering.

The shell of this drone has been riddled with holes, but it still executes combat commands quickly and effectively, destroying all imperial soldiers locked down.

The dense barrage swept across the street, and the flame empire soldiers who had just escaped the catastrophe never recovered, they were torn to pieces one after another, and the blood and meat drenched the stony ground under their feet into shocking color!

"Hurry up and strike it down for me!"

Seeing this tragic scene, the leader of the army was almost going crazy, pulling his neck and shouting at the soldiers beside him.

The soldiers who received the order did not hesitate. After a few jumps, they ran to the open area, quickly took off the metal box on their backs, and locked the drone that was still firing.

This is a magic attack weapon made by the Blaze Empire imitating a rocket launcher. Although it is not as lethal as the original one, it can still penetrate the scarred shell of the drone.

"Whoo!"

After a few sharp noises, the drone dodged quickly, but a fireball still burst from the front end, and then fell crookedly towards the ground.

Like the aircraft produced in the original world, this mass-produced UAV does not have enough energy to maintain the shield for a long time, and it cannot withstand the continuous attack of armor-piercing weapons like a heavy tank!

"boom!"

There was a muffled noise from the back of the street, apparently the drone had fallen to the ground, but there was no explosion.

"Good job!"

The leader of the team was full of excitement. After laughing out loud, he waved his hand: "Brothers, come with me to reinforce the other teams and mix up the gang of Sacred Dragon City..."

"Boom!"

As soon as the leader of the team said this, he felt a pain in his chest, and the soldier opposite him showed horrified eyes.

"..."

Looking down at the blood hole on his body, when the leader of the team wanted to say something, he heard a series of sharp noises in his ear, as if he was coming straight to them.

"Hybrid..."

A series of violent explosions sounded, and the leading officer and his men were instantly engulfed in flames. When the bombing was over, there was no longer a living person on the dilapidated streets!

At the same time as the bombing occurred, in a chariot on the edge of the city, a Holy Dragon City monk was skillfully operating the computer, and the holographic screen in front of him was a bird's-eye view of the entire city.

"The traces of the enemy were found in the East 12th area, the number is about 300, the coordinates have been sent, and air strikes are requested!"

Hearing the voice coming from the communicator, the monk from Loucheng immediately replied: "After receiving the request, attack immediately!"

With his rapid operation, a stealth super drone began to drop bombs at an altitude of about 10,000 meters above the city's head, and the target was exactly where he requested support.

The bombs gleaming with red light roared, and it didn't take long for a burst of earth-shattering explosions in the city. Hundreds of soldiers from the Flame Empire were instantly engulfed by the sea of ​​fire.

With a slight sigh of relief, the Loucheng monk touched his pocket, and then showed a hint of disappointment on his face.

A cigarette was handed to the young man's eyes, looking at his companion standing beside him, the monk Loucheng laughed, opened his mouth and inhaled the cigarette into his mouth, and at the same time he smoked it hard, the cigarette was automatically lit.

"Thomas, you are about to be promoted to lord, why can't you give up this kind of thing?"

The man who was talking was that the age of the person who was about to Yanyan was similar to Thomas, and his armor was still stained with blood, and he had obviously just experienced a fight.

"There is no addiction, just a nostalgia for the past life!"

"Oh, are you tired of the current life and want to go back to the original world?"

"What do you think?"

"Hell if you think so, I heard that you actively asked to participate in this battle!"

Thomas smiled, dropped the cigarette in his hand, manipulated the holographic screen again, and launched another wave of air strikes.

Turning his head to look at his companion, Thomas said with a hint of confusion: "The reason why I immigrated to the world of Loucheng is because I like war, and I also hope that I can gain strong strength.

However, as my strength improved, I found that there were fewer and fewer chances of fighting from the knife to the flesh. In many cases, the battle was done with technological weapons!

I feel a little uncomfortable, because this is not what I thought, so I really want to know, what do you native-born residents think?"

After hearing Thomas' inquiry, the young monk fell silent for a while and said softly: "If I had told you, this is actually what I expected, would you think so?"

Thomas looked puzzled: "Oh, why is this?"

The young monk sighed, and said in a tone with a hint of memory: "When you came to Holy Dragon City, Loucheng was already very strong, at least all the enemies I knew were defeated by Loucheng!

I have to say that we have a good city lord, and it is precisely because of his existence that the Holy Dragon City will miraculously rise up, unknowingly, to this step!

In your heart, you yearn for a battlefield where swords and swords collide with each other, because you have never experienced the hard years when Loucheng was first established, and because you know that even if you die in battle, there is still a 90% chance of being resurrected.

Without the threat of death, the fear in my heart will be greatly reduced, and even disapproval."

After talking about this, the young monk took out a cigarette and lit it, and said lightly: "Do you know, in the first few years of the establishment of the Holy Dragon City, how many wars have occurred in the Holy Dragon City, and how many people have tried to protect her? Give blood and life?

My father, my uncle, and many others...

At that time, they only had simple weapons, and their strength was not very strong. Even the Lord Lord was not a super strong, but when facing the enemy, there was no other choice except for a bloody fight!

Do you think they are willing to do this?Maybe, but if you had the weapons you are currently operating at that time, then no one would choose to do that. The first person who disagrees is Lord Santos!

Why do Loucheng spare no effort to engage in scientific research and development, and continuously upgrade weapons and equipment, isn't the purpose to reduce the casualties of Loucheng residents as much as possible?

They also have families, relatives, and flesh and blood..."

Standing up, the young man patted Thomas on the shoulder and chuckled softly: "Don't worry, our easy life will not last long. It is estimated that after a while, it will be impossible for your sword to be out of the sheath!"

Seeing the back of the youth slowly leaving, Lenovo's rumors that several buildings have opened the plane channel at the same time some time ago, Thomas seemed to think of something, and a look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, let's start as soon as possible. What I long for is blood and battlefields, not like I am now, with hundreds of Loucheng monks, bombing aircraft carriers to play high-altitude strikes!