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Strange voices echoed in my head, and there were restless spots of color everywhere in front of my eyes. No, not in front of you, to be exact, but in the surrounding area. In an incomparably wide area, all the information rushes into my mind at once. Mountains, thunderclouds, air pressure, nearby civilian planes, fighter jets, all those things that seemed commonplace, once figurative, once physical, have now become strange telegraphs. Telecommunications become visible, as if they were standing on the back side of the world, observing the evolution of planes, three-dimensional structures, and even time.

No matter how much common sense is scavenged, it is impossible to describe what it feels like at this time. Dense but empty, noisy and peaceful, the body is almost like observing an entire ancient tree at the base of the tree underground. Consciousness can penetrate the trunk of a tree with water, climb a height to look down on the world, and read history along the rings. It's amazing that time is all compressed together.

"It's time to go back."

Raise your hand and say goodbye to the person in front of you. Although he didn't have a figurative hand, and the other party didn't have a definite body shape, they should be separated. After all, the future can still be influenced, it's just that time is really running out.

"Goodbye." No air, no vocal cord vibrations.

The other party seemed to nod his head and gesture goodbye, but he couldn't see where his head was.

Consciousness goes from merging to separation, and suddenly, the body becomes heavy, to be precise, it feels like the body is in existence. The temperature, the friction of clothing, the gradual recovery of hearing, the world is like water gushing out of a deep well, and the long echo suddenly becomes clear and loud. To read the book w/ww.1kanshu.cc

It's just that the eyesight seems to recover very slowly, or there is no difference between the two worlds, both are blood-red, and the eyes don't notice any changes. Even when I opened my eyes, I didn't feel any difference, and the line between hell and the world was really blurring more and more. If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid that ghosts in another world will be able to return to this world at will.

What time and place is it?

The familiar smell of the cockpit environmental control system, the instrument panel and display system like an old friend, this is the J-2OASV, the prototype of the Whooping Ghost. Why are there so many fighters in front of you, there are too many, this is the Sino-Japanese War. There is no doubt that this is the 6th Battle of Tokyo Bay Noboto at the end of the war. Otherwise, how could there be so many American-made fighters; This can also be confirmed by the vast extension of consciousness, and the first wave of the Central 6 HNA is approaching, followed by the second wave, which is the scene of the final decisive battle.

This must have been many years ago.

Could it be that I really returned to this day, this is a shuttle jump in time and space? Incredible.

There's an F35 fighter in front of you!

In any case, it is necessary to avoid the siege of this group of American planes.

Each muscle of the body is like having its own brain, and they act autonomously, outputting a series of perfectly matched movements to control the J-2OASV fighter.

Suddenly, the blood rushed.

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But what's going on with this warm current all over the body? The body is fully recovered, the muscles press the blood back to the brain with the help of compensatory services, and the whole world becomes clear and real......

"Damn! I was dizzy. ”

The sound of a bang.

Clear, hearty, and transmitted by radio to every listener.

He smiled stupidly, but the expression on his face was a little subtle.

Where is there any time travel, don't you still sit in the J-2OASV and soar in the eastern airspace of Colorado. But just now, his consciousness seemed to have wandered for tens of thousands of years. Time is running out, what should I do first? Right! Kill Arnold and solve the crisis in the former United States, and then the real strong enemy will come.

The struck eyelid blinked, and a flash of light flashed beside him. His pupils moved slightly, and he moved like a machine. On the windshield grille mirror, a black figure is slowly approaching.

It was the F35E, and it was getting closer, and the people in the cockpit opened their goggles and took off their oxygen masks, revealing a familiar face. His face was expressionless, as if he wanted to confirm something.

Bill the head wolf, that's exactly him. His brows were furrowed, the corners of his mouth were squeezed, and he looked very nervous.

The state of the attack is finally fully restored, and the memory is being refilled little by little. ≡∈≮⊥≥ ⊥ to read the ∥ book≈w╬w╬w┼·1┼kanshu·c·c·cJust when he returned to consciousness, the American-made fighter planes in front of him were launching a collective charge towards him. Strange, it was actually the head wolf who led the team to help him block the attack. And that's not all he helped himself. Just now, when the leap of consciousness was nearing the end, it seemed that some signal was trying to invade, but the electronic interference of the head wolf cut off this signal, and he was able to return safely.

Even though the castle tower is in the castle tower, this bastard is too inattentive to people. But if he hadn't helped him just now, I'm afraid my consciousness would have been drowned in another world.

The head wolf isn't that bad.

Meng Bang raised his hand and waved to the F35E plane next to him: "Thank you." ”

On the other side, Bill's nervous expression finally relaxed.

The three B72 nuclear-powered automatic bombers of the Hundred Days Oni have completely disintegrated and crashed, and there has been a brief period of tranquility around them, like the wind and sun in the center of the eye of a typhoon.

The communication is clear and uninterrupted, and anyone can hear the words in the public channel.

The pilot of the F15A long plane, the leader of the Northern Army, was the first to feel that something was wrong: "Head wolf! Were you helping it just now? His voice trembled, and he couldn't tell if it was anger or fear.

Bill looked at the struck and replied over the radio, "Yes." ”

"Why! What do you want! ”

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"The former U.S. Free Air Defense Force, the whole team is brothers. What the hell are you going to say. "The leader of the Northern Army is still ready to perform his duties and carry out a general attack on the Hundred Day Ghosts.

Bill's words quickened: "Since you approve of this, I will treat everyone present as brothers." ”

As his older brother Arnold Prince said, Bill did have a certain genius for speaking and winning people, and Bill did enjoy it. He was saying in a leader-like tone, "One of my brothers has just returned from the most dangerous front, and his name is Platoon Bob!" ”

A huge fleet of planes circled, and nearby air tankers were slowly approaching, and the majestic scene reminded people of the wolf Bill who responded to the call of the castle tower. Even Bob in the cockpit of the A18E was furious with his beard cocked, even though no one around knew him.

"He brought terrible news from the depths of hell." Bill's tone was stern and unquestionable, "The resurrection plan of the Hundred Days Ghost is no longer in doubt. The demon buried deep in hell is ready to move, and someone is helping it. But the hundred-day ghost is terrifyingly cunning. That's no ordinary artificial intelligence, it's cheating! ”

"Deception!" Bill stressed again.

"The Centuatrins are using fake soul fragments to give them to those who want to use them as a way to study our way of thinking and acting, you know! It is afraid of being sealed again. Bill said almost word for word, making sure everyone understood, "All the current centennial ghost incidents, it's using its own fragments as bait to make us attack with all our might." The more times it gets, the more it learns about us. Now the whoopers probably know ourselves better than we do. ”

The huge fleet was completely silent.

Some light fighters and support planes from afar began to line up behind the tankers. They relied on the tacit understanding of training in the First Sino-Japanese War to implement silent refueling.

Everyone completely believed Bill, but what he said was unbelievable.

"The Hundred Days Ghost is laying out! It's like playing chess, you know! Bill the Wolf, shouted, "It is in no hurry to resurrect to the world, the Hundred Days Ghost has learned the lessons of the Great War." We're not completely passive, though. My friend, Platoon Bob, he brought back a lot of information from the USS Washington......"

"USS Washington?" Obviously, this news is even harder to believe.

"Which one? Didn't the Washington sink? ”

"Is it the Seventh Fleet?"

"What else could it be, the USS 73 Washington."

The whispers continued.

"Exactly, the USS Washington has returned from hell." Bill the Wolfhead spoke, and the surroundings fell silent again, "That ship has always been, and has always been conducting research on the Hundred Days, since the Sino-Japanese War. But we didn't know until now. ”

Not everyone was stunned by the news.

On a special plane modified from Boeing E4, an old man slowly closed his eyes, as if listening to soft music. "Young man......" he murmured. The person sitting in the custom sand is none other than the president of the Pan American Entente, Tronp. He has finished his trip to the new eastern capital and is listening to current affairs at a leisurely pace. Now the Centennial Ghost event in Colorado is being broadcast live, and many radio stations are sparing no effort to broadcast it locally, and the voice of the head wolf Bill resounded across the continents.

Chuangpu's words to the head wolf did not seem to be unusual. It's just that judging by the subtle smile depicted in his tone and wrinkles, he seems to be a little sorry, and no one knows what he is thinking.

“…… We've been kept in the dark, and someone knows a qiē. The wolf's voice was still loud and sharp over the radio, "The Hundred Day Ghost is taking advantage of those who want to get it, but those people don't know it; We thought we were fighting the Centennial, but we were helping it understand us. If that thing is truly resurrected, the end will be irreversible. ”

"Then why are you still helping it!"

The voice came over the radio, causing Tronpu to nod. He knew this person, who was the soul of the air defense forces of the Free State of the Northern Army, and a person loyal to Chuangpu.

"Because I know where our hope lies."

"The guy in the Hundred Days? Assault? Is his hope for us? ”

"Yes."

"Phew! He is the real end. ”

In the headphones, the voice of the leader of the Northern Army was also very firm, and he did not give an inch.

Tronpu lying in the sand nodded, and the smile on his face became more pronounced. His mouth muttered, as if manipulating the mouth of the leader of the Northern Army from a distance. A long whisper came from Tronpu's throat, and his voice dragged on for a long time: "Yes, he is the real end." ”