The secret of the Hundred Days Ghost cannot be hidden. [No pop-ups. 】

When the Day of Extinction came, it was not a surprise to anyone familiar with the book of Revelation.

It is the standard bearer of death, especially for the Safari Mercenaries, who have long been informed that the end of the world is near, and that the apocalyptic scenario described in their beliefs is presented one by one, and that the Hundred Sun Ghosts are the messengers of hell. Therefore, its standard demonic appearance completely shattered the sensitive nerves of the safari mercenaries, who were already convinced of the Hundred Day Ghost and the Doomsday Theory.

Even Bill, the head wolf, was trapped in this magnificent fear of his whole body and mind.

However, Bill's ideas were always more special. He felt strange and incredible: the Hundred Day Ghost, a post-apocalyptic combat weapon, was man-made after all, and everything served the purpose of fighting and killing, and it was reasonable to have any terrifying destructive power; But why does it have to have a devilish and terrifying appearance?

If it is to make the prophecy of Revelation come true, then how exactly did this thing change its appearance?

In the gray cloud overhead, the Hundred Day Ghost is about to manifest itself, and sneaking close to it will reveal the truth.

Bill blends in with the rebellious safari mercenaries as much as possible, but it may well have found itself. But even if Bill's F-36 is discovered, perhaps the AI fighter will instead fall into disarray. Come to think of it, Bill's actions are tantamount to suicide, which is an incomprehensible irrationality for a computer. The wolf is betting that the Centennial will have a brief gap in thought, and it may not be able to quickly simulate Bill's thinking.

As they got closer, the ghosts in the gray clouds became clearer.

It turns out that this is the Centennial Ghost - he opens his eyes wide - this is the mass-produced full-state combat morph, which truly has the doomsday weapon to continue to destroy humanity around the clock.

Bill turns on the remote camera system and the integrated optical sensors of the whole machine to track and zoom in on the footage of the whooping ghost. He saw that the body of the whooping ghost was indeed covered with uniform cracks, the skin was gray and dry, and it was indeed very similar to the skin of a dead man, and he was not mistaken, it was not an illusion caused by fear.

He continued to observe, making the most of every second, to record and analyze the characteristics and combat methods of the Hundred Day Oni. Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to defeat the other, and Bill is relying on the strategic art of the Central Continent to fight this apocalyptic weapon.

The picture had been zoomed in clearly enough to see the chilling skin of the dead. The cracks are regular, consisting of hexagons, each unit is about 200 mm wide. "I see." This is the secret of the color change of the whooping ghost, the intelligent skin of this fighter jet is a new generation of aviation technology, known as adaptive active visual camouflage, codenamed "ghost skin". Each hexagonal unit can change its infrared and visible light characteristics individually and controllably, and the entire ghost skin can be assembled to form the desired color and shape under the assembly of countless modular units. It can transform into any color, deceive infrared search devices, and even blind the naked eye.

However, this technology is mainly used for ground warfare vehicles, and it is the first time on a highly maneuverable fighter.

Bill the Wolf, the head of the wolf, was fascinated by the ghostly skin of the Hundred Day Oni, which glowed with strange colors. Before he knew it, his plane was leaning towards the Hundred Days. "Oops!" It's too close! The Hundred Days must have found themselves.

Strangely, it didn't react. Neither attacking nor evading the head wolf, Bill, but flying high and steady, like an inviolable king. Does it think that Bill poses no threat at all?

The head wolf has never seen such a fighter, but it is also a man-made object, how can it be "never shot down". I will never believe in this evil, nor will I recognize the existence of demons.

"First strikes." The head wolf directly aimed the nose of the gray fighter in front of him, so that the radar could actively search and track, the gun ballistic computer worked, and the artillery parts operated. He didn't expect to be hit, he just fired a few shots first and saw how it would deform and what it would shape. Although there were not many shells left after the battle just now, Bill was worth it.

The sight was blocked by gray clouds all around, and Maverick, Rocky, and other defective mercenaries were not around, so there was no need to worry about someone interfering with this test firing. Bill stabilized the plane's stance, letting the ballistic line press down on the Whool's fuselage, inhaling lightly, and then pulling the gun trigger off the joystick.

Bill wasn't actually going to shoot. He just wanted to know how he was going to dodge shooting so closely, like shooting a pistol at the temple.

The muzzle guard of the F-36 fighter was opened, the fuselage shook lightly, and dozens of shells burst out almost simultaneously.

The Whooping Ghost didn't seem to want to dodge, and still maintained a steady and inviolable flight attitude. The cannonballs were approaching, and the tension slowed down time. The next scene that happened, if Bill hadn't seen it with his own eyes, probably wouldn't have believed it at all - the Centurion Ghost was in front of him, and it was forcibly decomposed. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the monster in front of him. The wings of the whole fighter are disengaged, the outer wings are still separating outward, and the wingtips are further horizontally, visually appearing to swell suddenly, but there is no connection or support in the middle. The whooping oni is spread horizontally into seven uniform segments, and the cross-section of each segment reveals a strange structure of bright red, reminiscent of a severed limb.

It's so weird. Bill didn't have time to figure out what was going on, and something even stranger happened. The trajectory of his own cannonball was apparently slightly distorted, and the ballistic smoke dragged by the cannonball showed a noticeable angle, changing the direction of travel, and passing through the gap formed by the disintegration of the Whooping Oni's limbs.

Its fuselage remained motionless, maintaining a smooth and slow flight.

"What the hell!" Bill's curiosity quickly overpowered the win**. Even if he died immediately, he wanted to know how the Hundred Days Ghost did it. If the fuselage can be broken down into arbitrary modules, and follow each other and act independently, it can of course transform into anything, or rather, it can do anything. What's even more terrifying is that with its computing power, there really is nothing that can break it, it is already broken.

The F-36's environmental detection system is rapidly analyzing what has been learned.

"Only the magnetic field changes?" Although the computer cannot give an answer to the question, it can list the items in the changed environment, and the answer must be hidden in the variable, "Magnetic field anomaly." Bill turned his head to observe the Centennial, which had been reassembled back into its original fighter form. Bill somewhat understands the principle of the transformation of the whooping ghost: each limb of the ghost thing is a ** unit, and the joint surface of the unit is composed of ferromagnetic materials, and the state control is carried out by magnetic and aerodynamic forces of each other. In the cracking of the wing just now, each wing surface is pulled apart by aerodynamic force and the magnetic force maintains the force balance; The aerodynamic lift on which the fuselage relies for flight also changes to magnetism; The rigid connection of the wing was converted to a magnetic indirect connection. The key to everything lies in the calculation of the balance between aerodynamic and magnetic forces.

Sure enough, it's a whooping ghost who is good at calculation.

In this way, it is really impossible to shoot it down.

Bill, the head wolf, became inexplicably excited. Whether it's the end of the world or the destruction of the earth, no matter what happens today, he has to play a good game with this new centennial.

"Assault! Do you remember me. ”

He shouted, speeding forward to the peak.

The F-36 fighter is extremely sporty, and now it is the best state of light oil and light engine and hot power. In the gray clouds, he steered the melee fighter to fly up and down next to the Centurion, firing his bow left and right at an extremely agile speed, shelling the Centurion from different angles.

But the cracking unit of the Whooping Ghost is also unpredictable, and each time the split unit changes slightly to adapt to different combat states. In front of Bill, it was like an alien product, constantly changing all kinds of strange shapes. Not only did he easily dodge Bill's shots, but he also maintained a steady and motionless flight. It really doesn't take Bill seriously, and it only takes a few small movements to trample Bill, who is trying his best, under his feet. It's not a grappling fight at all, and the whooping ghost doesn't even make any maneuvers.

The head wolf's all-out attack is a harassment at best.

Gradually, it seems to be a little tired of it.

Bill saw the light around him distort for a moment, and it was as if he had fallen into an immensely large droplet. Before this strange vision was over, he felt a strange force attacking, like a giant directly grabbing his F-36 fighter jet and waving his arms outward. The instantaneous overload almost broke his neck, and under this strange force, the F-36 completely lost control, rolling and was thrown into the distance.

Dizziness and dizziness, blood regurgitation. But Bill was excited, he had never seen such a telekinetic attack. Looking at the environmental data, "Or is it magnetic." The Whooper's magnetic force can control other aircraft. Bill looked at the data, and his plane was being pushed away by magnetic force. He thought of the death of the mercenary leader, who was also thrown out of thin air. Unexpectedly, the Whooping Sun has become such an extraordinary monster: a combination of electromagnetic-pneumatic integrated control units, possessing magnetic repulsion energy and electromagnetic railguns.

I can't win at all, and I don't even have the qualifications to meet it. Compared to the fighter jets of the old days, that thing is the god of fighter jets.

"Attack!" He shouted over the radio, "You can hear me. Wake me up! I'm going to fight you, not this machine! ”

Bill continued to look for an opportunity to shoot, but the Centennial was too lazy to crack the action, but directly deflected the trajectory of the cannonball, and his own cannonball was like a beam of light passing through a prism, all of which bounced off in front of the Whoopernia, which was simply an incredible divine power, "Wake up, be hit!" Wake up like a gentleman. You don't need to be controlled by the Hundred Days, you're much stronger than it. ”

At this moment, Bill suddenly felt a change in the electromagnetic strange force. He exclaimed, followed by a sharp pain transmitted from the fuselage to his body. The head, the rest of the left arm, and the legs were grabbed and torn outwards by some tremendous force, and they were about to be torn to pieces by it.

Could it be that the Whooper's electromagnetic force can completely tear apart a close object, just as it can crack itself? Bill kept thinking in the unbearable pain, but his plane was about to crack. He retracted the throttle, expertly turned off the pilot support system, and then raised the nose to deliberately stall the plane.

The F-36 instantly lost its balance and fell head-down, quickly out of the range of the Whooping Ghost's strong electromagnetic field.

"Difficult things, it looks like I'm going to have to fight with my flesh." He laughed, "It's good that my body isn't affected by magnetism. ”

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