A scream erupted from the USS Washington's hull, with an eerie sound, and it was impossible to tell what was ringing or what was shouting. [Full text reading. The sharp sound continued, and the waves on the sea shook and shattered in the mournful roar. At this moment, another super aircraft carrier, the Kitty Hawk, was slowly passing by the port side, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer, and it had long exceeded the safe distance. Bill, the head wolf, stayed on Kitty Hawk Island, and he could hear the roar of the sea and the sky with his ears, and the sound was so loud that it overwhelmed the thunderous sound of the waves rolling in.

Bill stared intently at the USS Washington, like a giant sea dragon in the darkness of the night. As he cruised, the ship's elevator activated, the mechanical transmission rumbled, and the lifting platform slowly rose until a monster was on deck level with the flight deck.

What is that, my own common sense of identification can't even give any answer. You know, Bill has served in the Navy, worked as a mercenary, and runs a military company, and he knows all the shapes, performances, and weaknesses of all active fighters. But the monster lying on the elevator in front of him, he had never seen it before. Despite this, it was not unfamiliar to the head wolf, because it only had a huge green eye in the center of its face, and such a terrifying thing could only be a hundred day ghosts.

"Could it be, that's a mass-produced 100-day ghost." Casey watched from the porthole.

"I can't take care of it, I'm going to beat it up in a moment. Don't get me in trouble, Bill, or I'll punch his pretty nose. "Platoon Bob obviously can't wait to go on a big kill.

Bill was staring at the deck of the USS Washington as he watched the monster slowly pull out of the hangar tray and head towards the catapult: "What the hell is that?" ”

"It's your end, Bill, it's the end for all of you. It's minecraft. With that, Miss Wang ended the call. By the time Bill couldn't see it, Stonelion's management had boarded the stealth Black Hawk helicopter on the USS Washington's tail lift. This specially modified transport helicopter not only escapes infrared and electromagnetic searches, but even the noise is specially suppressed and almost no sound is emitted. In this silence, the woman retreated from the darkness, as if melting into the night. All that's left is her voice:

"It was an infinitely beautiful world, pure and immaculate. It's a level that we must evolve into, and there may be a price to pay for taking that step. After arriving on the other side, there will be no more human beings, and we ourselves will become our own gods. What you see is the first god of the other world, the Leader. The Leader will cleanse the world of filth and lead the evolutionary process. ”

Bill, the head wolf, had no time to care, and he instructed the others: "Cut me another picture and enlarge the cockpit of that monster." If it had a cockpit. ”

"Infrared camera footage of the turn-deck special operations force." The commander of the sea surface defense operation replied.

The image inside the bridge switches, and the screen presents a close-up of the tracking displayed in black and white. The two ships fluctuate, and the picture is very unstable.

"Enlarge the cockpit, continue to zoom in"

The picture is constantly adjusted, tracked, focused, and corrected for bumps and errors. Gradually, the canopy of the aircraft was revealed. The mass-produced whooping ghost has a fully enclosed cockpit, but the external ejection device safety bolt has been unlocked, indicating that the aircraft has a pilot.

"That must be a blow, the Hundred Days Ghost is going to appear in the world, and it depends on him." Bill turned to the microphone, pushed the watchman away, and shouted at the combat control center: "Personnel are in position, enter aviation operations." The standby squadron was immediately dispatched to get my fighters ready. He turned to the captain again, "Immediately turn to the headwind, and I'm ready to take off." In addition, the ship maintains guidance and electronic support for the company's fleet. With that, he rushed towards the hatch.

"Be sure to intercept the Hundred Days," Bill commanded, one of his most important commands.

The aircraft carrier does not have an elevator for personnel, and it is a considerable distance to rush from the command bridge to the flight deck. After the captain gave the order to enter the aviation operation state, the personnel above and below the main deck and the aviation deck all ran around. Bill scurried through the crowd, the bottom frame of the carrier's watertight door so high that he almost ran straight down in a hurdle run.

A voice from the Operations Command Center was heard over the radio: "Report, Bob has asked the close-in defense guns to strafe the flight deck of the USS Washington. ”

"Never allowed. That would only make things worse. ”

"The Washington is turning headwind, and after 40 seconds we lose the angle of fire."

"No one is allowed to fire without my order to give up shooting."

The hangar was busy. The Kitty Hawk undertook the company's evacuation mission this time, carrying more aircraft than usual, making the space more crowded. Luckily, Bill was prepared, and although he was busy, he was also organized. By the time he reached the catwalk next to the flight deck, the elevator had lifted Bill's F36 wearable fighter up. After the battle of Tronpu, this F36 has been replaced with a new generation of high-thrust engines, which has better performance, but the remote control function that Bill wants has not yet been tested. He wanted the plane to be his coat and wear it whenever he wanted.

The ladder of the catwalk was extremely steep, and the wolf leaped up two steps, and he knew the gravity of the matter. If this batch of production centennials escapes from tracking, the fate of the world is completely in its hands. Especially being hit in the cockpit, whether the guy is alive or falling into a rumored sleeping stupor can make the problem worse. Because Meng was stuck in the cockpit of the plane, he naturally formed a complete Centennia Ghost battle body, which was almost invincible.

The head wolf climbed and turned back to confirm the other party's situation, as if he was racing against the Hundred Day Ghost.

The whoopers on the opposite aircraft carrier entered the shadows of the aviation deck lighting, and the entire fuselage disappeared into the darkness, and even the outline could not be seen clearly. Bill's speed was fast, and he was almost at his destination, and he used all his strength to leap towards the flight deck, almost launching out of the catwalk staircase and jumping onto the deck. At this time, the airfield is preparing for take-off operations, and the indicators of various colors are flashing red and green, like a holiday celebration.

The Centoulier was gliding slowly, passing through an illuminated area and turning into the catapult take-off zone.

The head wolf is obviously behind, and he will definitely take off slower than the hundred day ghost. But he didn't show the slightest sign of admitting defeat, and the Kitty Hawk's flight deck was lit up in a dim amber color by the bridge lights, allowing the eyes to adapt to the darkness and see things more quickly. Bill's energy was still as energetic as it had been back then, and he was running forward like crazy, almost in a 100-meter sprint.

"Boss, everything is ready, this plane is ready to take off at any time." The sergeant major, who is in charge of the maintenance of the F36 fighter, makes a real-time report to the head wolf via radio.

"Understood. How is the rest of the squadron doing. ”

"The first wave is passing through the rear elevator to avoid interfering with take-off operations."

"Good. Tell them to follow me after takeoff. No one can rush forward without an order. ”

"Understood."

The baffle behind the Whooping Day Ghost has been opened, and Bill may not be able to win this take-off race.

Maybe he's a guy who fights to the end and can miraculously turn the tide at the last minute. But this time it was different, his opponent was a Hundred Days, a mature, perfect Hundred Days. Not only did the other party not want to compete with Bill, but it even surpassed Beer far at the same time, and the green one-eyed stared at the head wolf on the flight deck obliquely.

Bill rushed to his fighter jet, his face covered in slimy, half-dried sweat. At this point, there is no way to complete any checks, so you can only give your trust to the team. At this time, the Hundred Days Ghost fighter could already be seen testing the rudder surface, but Bill had not yet entered the cockpit.

Thankfully, the F36 was so low that he didn't have to spend time climbing the stairs, so Bill leaned over and stepped into the plane's special sagging seats. With the personnel in place, the fighter quickly folded up the seat and control panel, and wrapped Bill in the cockpit, like Pinocchio eaten by a whale.

The display panel activates to illuminate the area in front of you, and the extravehicular environment is projected into the cabin; The lighting system for night flight turned on, casting a dull red glow in the cockpit, and the ejection seat straps began to tighten, and the plane entered a final state of readiness before takeoff, which soothed Bill's tense nerves a little. He seems to be catching up with some progress.

The stern elevator of the Kitty Hawk was raised, and the platoon Bob's A18E fighter was ready.

The cabin radio reported again: "Chief, Bob has requested an attack on deck. He was adjusting the direction of the nose. ”

"Stop him, you can't attack the Hundred Day Oni at this time"

Bob's yell overwhelmed the deck commander: "Bill, I'm Bob, I don't care what the hell, I'm going to fire"

Bill glanced to the left, zooming in on the Hundred Days ghost. In the white mist of the steam catapult, he still couldn't make out what kind of monster it was, and its appearance was so strange that it was incomprehensible. However, he believes that the driver sitting in the fully enclosed cockpit at this moment must be under attack.

At this moment, there was a loud bang from the opposing aircraft carrier. The Washington steam catapult activated, and the slider moved forward with great force, dragging the terrifying monster into the air. Bill saw only a dark shadow fly by, and then disappeared into the night.

At the last moment, he saw the smile of the Hundred Day Ghost.

It has ejected and taken off, and it has won.

The mass-produced Zinn is equipped with a complete nuclear power system, and the pilot is completely integrated with it, and the on-board life support system can keep the battered alive and alive. The full system design battery life is a full 100 days.

The old world will perish in a hundred days.

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