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www.Klxsw.com???? One? Read the book w?w?w?· 1?k?a?n?s?hu·cc" Chloe meditated in the darkness with her eyes closed, muttering to herself, remembering that Meng Struck had said that the Centoulier was no ordinary physical vehicle, "According to my thoughts, it seems to be able to take you to another other shore that I don't know about." ”

The feelings that have accumulated in my heart have finally found an outlet.

Chloe always believed that she could find him wherever he was attacked. But the world on the other side of the 100-day ghost system is like the other side of the movie screen: you can see it, but you can't get in. Now it's different. She had vaguely touched something like a barrier in the darkness, slimy, soft. Chloe could feel something sucking at her on the other side of the barrier, but she couldn't break through.

"What do you see?" She asked eagerly, as if the struck was on the other side, "On the other side, do you see the Hundred Days Ghost?" What it looks like. Koloy remembered the past days, and even more remembered the present in the Shangtang base: the man-made killing machine, which existed in order to destroy people. What kind of anti-human thing will imagine itself to be. "What the hell is the face of a whooping ghost?"

Chloe still closed her eyes, letting the darkness envelop her: "You must see its face, tell me what it looks like." Whoever the whooping ghost thinks it is, it thinks and acts like the owner of that face. Tell me what it looks like, and I'll know where to go to you. ”

Whether these words were monologues or whispers from her mouth, even Chloe didn't know very well. The "treasures" of the Shangtang base had opened their doors to her, but she was "lost" inside.

"Face?"

The word popped up inexplicably in Meng's mind.

"What's wrong with the face? Who you are, report identity. ”

The headphones were filled with a murmur again.

For some reason, there's always a strange voice on the radio talking to me. Although Meng Zhu couldn't hear who the voice was, and he couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman, he felt that he definitely knew this person, and he was very familiar. A look at the book?? w?ww?· １?k?an?sh?u?· cc

The pain in the left hemisphere of the brain began to intensify rapidly, as if a huge mace was pounding inside and out of the head. He frowned, pressed his hand to his helmet to squeeze the sore spot and relieve the pain, trying to keep his mind focused. Meng was a little suspicious: the voice just now did not come from the headphones, but directly to his head. When this thought first came to mind, the hand pressing the helmet suddenly felt strange, and the fingertips became very soft to the touch, as if they could touch the earphones on the inside of the helmet, and the earphones were also soft, not like the actual zài.

This feeling lasted only for a brief moment. Meng shook his head violently, wondering if he was hallucinating from a sudden headache. But that voice was so familiar, like the voice of an angel, and it was the angel I knew best. It's a pity that I can't hear what she said at all, but I vaguely recognize the word "face".

"Whose face, whooping ghosts?" Meng remembered that he had asked this question before. It was still in the development stage of the Hundred Days, and he had a conversation with Kurchatov.

The whooping ghost is collecting and simulating the personality of all humans, so what kind of face will it choose for itself. This seemingly joking question was later directed to stay at the Shangtang base for a short time.

Speaking of which, why can't I see Qiao Fu's face clearly?

One of the seven aces of the First Sino-Japanese War, codenamed Covering Sea Shark, the seed ace of the first batch of Central 6 carrier-based aircraft units. When the First Sino-Japanese War broke out, the Navy deliberately left him at the rear base to train more pilots for the air mobile fleet. However, Qiao Fu seemed to see that the war would not last too long, and took the initiative to ask to be transferred to the first-line fleet, and quickly brought out an ace carrier-based aircraft unit, which played a key role in the Second Battle of Okinawa and the decisive battle of Tokyo Bay.

"His face, he's a troubled uncle, always smiling bitterly." Meng was confident that he remembered Qiao Fu's appearance. He held the joystick firmly and slowly approached the J-15 fighter in front of him. The other driver was still looking back at the attack, the man opened the goggles, took off the oxygen mask, and the face under the shadow of the helmet was smiling, perhaps because the smile that was often piled up on the face was rarely removed, and it looked a little smiling. Just by looking at this face, I knew that he must have experienced vicissitudes of life, but he could only choose to bear it helplessly. Needless to say, it is indeed the sea-covered shark Qiao Fu. After the war, he was not in a good situation. Meng Zhu didn't quite know what happened later, and I heard that Qiao Fu finally chose to commit suicide by jumping off a building near the garrison base in Osaka. A look at the book?? w?ww?· １?k?an?sh?u?· cc

"Uncle Qiao is obviously not dead." If he confirms that the person he sees with his eyes is Qiao Fu, then his death and suicide are all rumors.

Meng Struck spoke to the mysterious voice: "It's okay, he's a friend. ”

There was no answer.

On the contrary, the J-15 pilot in front seemed to hear it, and the smile on his face slowly unfolded, turning into a reassuring and relieved smile. The man put on the oxygen mask again, turned his back, and turned his back to the blow.

Meng Zheng was still looking at him, only to see that the J-15's bilateral nozzle blades gradually converged, and the motor thrust began to increase.

The radio call rang out, and it was indeed the communication of the Central Great 6 Naval Aviation: "Attention all. Our mothership, the Glorious Liaoning, is behind us, and we will never let her sink! ”

I heard this passage myself, and I didn't remember it, but I still felt my blood boiling when I heard it again.

“…… The Hundred Days Ghost has arrived. Our mission is to protect the mothership and destroy the Centennias here......"

Meng Zhu heard the Hundred Day Ghost, and in his heart, he already decided that Qiao Fu was fighting the Hundred Day Ghost just like himself. He is now fighting alongside his former comrades.

After I left the Central University 6, I have always been lonely. Now this endless loneliness is finally coming to an end.

The eagerness to get rid of the loneliness made Meng Zhu so excited that he couldn't even think about what had happened, why he was flying a fighter now, and he didn't even think about whether Qiao Fu was really alive or not. Everything is so unnatural, even unreal; But Mengzhu doesn't look like he is usual, this is not a Mengbang that anyone is familiar with, and he is not such an emotional person.

"Wake up! Wake up! Don't get caught up in it. The voice came through the headphones again.

Meng Zhu felt that this voice was more familiar, it was a voice that had always accompanied him, that person had entered his heart. In fact, Meng Wei didn't realize that when the man came, he was already not alone. Meng is just too young and too focused, so that he is too dull to the people around him, and he doesn't understand this preciousness.

Now Meng, once again attracted by the environment, unable to concentrate, the surrounding environment has become extremely unstable. Sometimes the sky was blue, sometimes dark, but he didn't care.

The combat command came over the radio, and he judged in his mind that Qiao Fu was on the phone: "The Hundred Days Ghost has arrived, meet the enemy!" ”

"Hundred Days? Where is it. Meng Zhu asked subconsciously.

Very strangely, that Qiao Fu seemed to hear the words of the attack. He turned his head, his face blurry again. The left hand was raised sharply, pointing backwards and pointing at the struck nose: "The Hundred Day Ghost is there!" ”

"Me?"

Meng was stunned, why did he say that he was a hundred-day ghost. It's just a joke!

He looked down at his chest and confirmed his body: he was struck, literally struck.

But the vision before you doesn't support that.

Meng Zhu didn't see his body clearly just now, but now he can't see it. A strange vision appeared before his eyes: the vast ocean beneath his feet, and the surface of the sea should have shone like scales, but now the whole sea was obscured by a shadow. The shadow has a silhouette, in the shape of a man, and a giant stands above the sea.

"A mirage?" Meng Struck looked down until his feet reached his feet, and the great shadow was cast on itself.

"No way, it's simply not possible! It's a liar! How could I be a whooping ghost! ”

Meng Bang stretched out both hands, proving that his arms were on his shoulders and that he was a human being. "I'm not a 100-day ghost!"

The resolute will changed the environment again, and he did see his hands, the cockpit around him. But the shadow of the giant remained, but it became the image of the huge monolithic multifunction display in front of him. He was sweating profusely, and he was still trying to find a justification for this qiē in his heart: it must have been smoke in the cockpit just now, and he suddenly regarded the picture on the multifunction display as the scene in front of him.

Before this qiē was over, there was a sudden shout of killing in his ears. Qiao Fu's order was issued, and the J-15 carrier-based fighter fleet around him was all gearing up, which was an elite unit brought out by him and had extremely strong combat effectiveness. Meng Strike watched them begin to disintegrate in a majestic and ferocious formation, turning around in waves and turning to himself, attacking in a very orderly manner.

His mind was confused, and his ears were filled with "second shot", "third shot", and countless attack confirmation passwords.

The sky was littered with air-to-air combat missiles, and because they were so close, the wake of each missile could be clearly seen.

The sky began to shatter, and the cracks spread along the missile's trail. These missiles are shooting at themselves, and it seems that they have destroyed their own world.

Like every fighter pilot, Meng Zhen began to enter a state of high concentration when faced with a missile salvo attack, and only in this way can he accurately judge the best evasion route. Under this extremely strong willpower, the thinking also began to become clear. He recalled:

The carrier-based aircraft unit in front of him, that is, the ace combat team brought out by Qiao Fu, the sea shark, was stationed on the Glorious Liaoning aircraft carrier. The Glorious Liaoning was operated by Captain Zhang, and carried this unit to participate in the decisive battle of Tokyo Bay. I never thought that they would encounter the Hundred Day Ghost head-on, Qiao Fu was not on the ship at the time, and his teammates intercepted the Hundred Day Ghost in Japan in order to cover the retreat of Captain Zhang's glorious Liaoning, and as a result, all the people were killed in battle, and there was no survivor.

Qiao Fu later committed suicide, which is also said to have something to do with it.

In other words, in front of him is Qiao Fu, who has long since died, and his Huangquan Army.

Could it be that he is already in hell, and Qiao Fu is here to collect debts. "But I'm not a 100-day ghost."

The mysterious voice came again: "Don't think about it, run!" Come over here. ”

Meng Strike heard it clearly this time, it was not the sound of the radio, but from behind him. He looked back, but found no one. He pressed the lever and twisted the fuselage, ready to make a sharp turn to dodge. My heart gradually calmed down: "I'm not alone, I'm not alone. ”