nbsp; What is life and what is intelligent life. □ Tomato Novel□ w'w'w-.fqxsw

There are many kinds of inanimate things, but they all have a common characteristic, all of which tend to be disordered and chaotic in order to achieve the lowest energy state of low potential energy. Black and white sesame seeds scattered on the ground will always be mixed, and scattered matches will not automatically spell letters.

Creatures, on the other hand, are always looking for higher energy and are more unstable. The ranks of ants, the rank of bees, things that seem difficult to maintain, but creatures are tirelessly pursuing. Clothes will eventually become messy, and buildings tend to collapse, but people love to keep everything in order.

When something goes against the energy trend and pursues a high position, it must be a living being.

The instinct of living beings is to resist disorder, a state of low energy, and there is no better state than death. That's why those who are going to die are still afraid of death.

The whooping ghost seems to be scared too.

It is no longer an ordinary fighter jet, but an intelligent system based on cloud information and judged by the logic of seven people. Maybe the whooping ghost isn't some kind of highly intelligent person who knows how to serve tea and newspapers, but it knows what life is and what death is.

You must not die. An uneasy and restless current swam through the system wiring of the Whoopers. The fire control system wants to lock on to all nearby targets and calculate the trajectory of each person's movement; The information support department is even using its own network access to thoroughly check the personal information of each pilot based on the target information found by the radar, and the information processing and screening system uses this information to determine the priority attack of nearby high-threat targets. Fan○eggplant☆novelNovel△▽△w-w'w-.'f-q'x-s-w'.'c'o-mThis is an extremely large amount of calculations, and the number of targets tracked by the radar is limited, and only 32 targets can be locked at the same time. The ghost beast increased its targets at an extremely fast rate and removed identified low-threat targets. But this chaotic approach will only result in a significant increase in the amount of computation.

The shinniachine's irritability passed through the brain-computer exchanger, and it was transmitted to Meng's consciousness, and he felt the uneasiness of the hundred-day ghost. His mount was highly tense at this time, and would never allow anyone to come closer. The Centennial is only one step away from collapsing, and when it can't stop everyone, it will kill them all.

As usual, Meng Yan stroked the beast lightly and quickly, quieting the beast.

Normally, he would relax his right hand holding the joystick, which would stop the weapon's fire control system, and then brush it over the instrument panel like a pet to check the position of the switches. It's not a fairy tale or anthropomorphism, and any restless fly-by-wire aircraft can silence them in this way. Modern fighter jets are known for their agility and agility, and their movements are wild, like an untamed wild horse. Sometimes the fiery horse will be irritable and out of control, and raise its head violently to lift its fuselage, just like a wild horse. Faced with this situation, the driver may mishandle and forcibly lower the wild horse's high head. The on-board computer then senses a rapid downward trend and instructs the aircraft to continue tilting. These telex planes are all scared, and bowing your head means diving down, and falling means dying. The pilot and the runaway aircraft will repeatedly amplify this action, which is called forced vibration by the pilot, which is extremely dangerous. Both the YF22 Raptor and the JAS39 Gripen were wrecked and crashed during prototype test flights due to forced vibration by the pilot.

Once the aircraft is on the verge of losing control, the best thing to do is to put the stick and go with the flow, and the fly-by-wire aircraft will automatically stabilize. Meng Zhu knows this, and he also knows that he needs to treat it like his own war horse, and the unity of man and horse is the perfect war horse.

However, at this time, the crotch was riding a hundred day ghost, a monster beast with killing instinct, and it may not think that it is a good choice to be calm; On the contrary, manic love can greatly increase the combat power of the Hundred Day Ghost. Ordinary pole placement and status checks alone are far from enough to appease the Hundred Day Ghost, and at this time, Meng Strike is using the human-computer interaction system, touching with his own heart, and making this evil beast understand his mind.

The comprehensive control of the hundred-day ghost gradually stabilized, and the field of view gradually enlarged, encompassing the entire airspace. It seems that the pupils of the turquoise eyeball have also opened a little.

Blood and limb fragments floated in the air, forming a blood-red heavenly river. Countless souls fell and shattered from the clouds.

The hundred-day ghost looked at this qiē. It wanted to understand humanity, and it used to think that death was the best form for humanity to reveal its true self. Now, once again, it is facing a mass death ritual, but the intelligent system has undergone some subtle changes. The Whoopers are rewriting strange codes that they don't even understand.

Rather than saying that the struck will turn into a hundred days ghost, it is better to say that the evil ghost is becoming a struck.

It also calmed down, turned off afterburner, lowered the flaps, and the fuselage hung high in the air as if it were stationary.

It's so easy to command a machine to kill, and it's incredible to make them understand life and sacrifice.

The low rumbling sound was endless, and there were long roars. The Walliers drone swarm has fully gained the upper hand, chopping melons and vegetables to eliminate the Northern Army fighters, and it is time for this killing to stop. △◇△Tomato Novel Network□w-w-w-.'fqxsw Whether it is the Northern Army or the Southern Military Group Company, they are all trapped in endless pain and fear, and they don't know how to get out.

Arnold's frantic roar continued: "Kill Meng! Whoever kills the struck will live! ”

Unlike Arnold, he felt that if those people killed him, the world would live. As long as he dies, he will not have a perfect 100-day ghost weapon, and he will no longer be able to destroy the world. People don't have to fear the Whoadians anymore, and they finally killed the Whoadians for the first time. Destroying the 100-day ghosts and restoring the world to its original state, isn't this the meaning of self-existence?

Life and sacrifice, whether the Hundred Day Ghost can understand this, no one knows.

But it is no longer restless, and gradually climbs to a higher position, overlooking the world with a wider view. Maybe it understood something, at least the Centennial had stopped its attack plans. It outlines the trajectory and degree direction of all the planes on the helmet display, and on the diffraction display, the entire airspace is like a school of fish swimming in the ocean, where predators and predates are mixed.

The Exorcism Tower's interference signal to the drone is no longer there, and the Walliers drone is still carrying out a bloody slaughter.

If no one comes forward, I'm afraid no one will survive this catastrophe.

Meng Struck looked at the myriad movements in the sky, and directly in front of him was Arnold's Fort Leavenworth. Maybe you could kill Arnold now, but there was no point in killing him. These unmanned zhì systems will continue to slaughter, and the survivors will believe that the Hyakini is invincible, and they will fall into a reincarnation, is this qiē different from the time of the castle tower? ��○ eggplant ☆ novel net △▽△w-w'w-.'f-q'x-s-w'.'c'o-m

The Hundred Day Oni must be eliminated to end this qiē, and they are part of the Hundred Day Oni.

The Hundred Day Ghost must be destroyed by those who come after it for its myth to be shattered. All I have to do is to be a sacrifice for the return of the world, and sacrifice here.

The televised planes are still high in the sky, and the whole world is watching here, and the best time has come to end the Hundred Days Ghost disaster.

Meng Struck believed he was ready; The Whooping Ghost was as calm as he was, and perhaps prepared.

The slaughter of Walliers' drones cannot be stopped, and the more they kill, the more ferocious they become.

The climb of the whooping ghost is high enough. In the middle of the sky, it flew silently, fuel sprayed behind the fuselage, like a sacrifice to the New World, and it only took a small cannonball to wipe it out.

At this moment, the 100-day ghost fire control radar picked up a new target.

Far east of Fort Leavenworth, a large fighter plane was speeding at a low altitude, like lightning close to the ground. The fuselage was damaged, only one of the two engines was still working, and the right vent dragged a long afterburner flame. The single full afterburner on the right exerted a huge asymmetrical moment on the plane, and the plane deviated to the left several times and slid sideways, on the verge of losing control, when it was still insisting on full afterburner flight, heading west, Fort Leavenworth for a surprise attack.

It was an F14, a Carat Green. She flew so low that she almost clinged to the ground, weaving through the canyon. It was also after the climb that the radar picked up her signal.

What is she going to do.

On the head-mounted display, the trajectory prediction made by the on-board computer through the target degree and vector direction is outlined. The bright yellow-orange reticle runs straight into Fort Leavenworth.

Is she going to carry out the assault, is she going to shoot Arnold.

The answer is obviously no, and the cloud information acquisition of the Whooping Ghost quickly determined that Kara's F14 did not have any weapons, and her ammunition had already been projected against the Great Saturation Eagle Wall and the Guardian Attack. Not only that, but the nose of the F14 had been cut by fragments, the fiberglass fairing was torn and broken, and the radar was completely damaged, and it was impossible for her to carry out any attack.

There is no change in the trajectory prediction of the helmet display. Although F14 spiraled out of control several times, the old cat was resolute and traveled like a steel needle straight into Fort Leavenworth, the Central Papal Palace building to be exact.

Meng's face changed, the composure like a Buddha in the troubled world just now was gradually dissipating, the lips in the oxygen mask were half-opened, the eyes were widened, and the pupils became smaller.

He seemed to feel some kind of psychic shock. The blood was churning in his body, but his hands were numb with cold; My heart was beating violently, but I didn't feel any sensation in the soles of my feet. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but his whole body felt extremely cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. There were several voices shouting, yelling, and frantic in his head at the same time, but there was a strange will in his heart that pushed him to be calm and rational, so that he could not express his fierce feelings.

The lips opened again, and then trembled; The corners of his mouth twitched strangely, but he couldn't say a word.

Even, even a voice came out.

There was a faint radio signal echoing in the unobstructed mid-altitude airspace, and the Whooping Ghost would not let go of any information, mobilizing the nearby electronic network to capture the content:

“…… Don't worry, um, although I don't think you can hear it either. Attacked, I know the source of the interference. Don't give up, I'll fix it. I'm glad it was me, I'm glad you invited me to be your wingman, and hopefully stay next to you. Although ......"

At this point, the signal is cut off.

The calm lasted only 4 seconds.

In front of the windshield, there was a bright spot in Fort Leavenworth, a huge fireball burst out from the center of the Papal Palace, followed by a shock wave of compressed air, light was refracted, and the violent force swept outward, blowing down the surrounding buildings. Then thick smoke burst out, and the black billowing smoke evaporated, mixed with burning flames, slowly forming a terrifying mushroom cloud. It can be seen even in the western Colorado airspace.

It was only at this moment that the sound of the explosion came, low and heavy, like the death knell of the underworld.

Immediately afterward, the electronic countermeasure attack of the Great Exorcism Tower began to radiate, and the second- and third-level exorcism towers established a connection. In the strong jamming signal, the Walliers drone became extremely unstable, swaying, and incapacitated. The time has come for the Northern Army, the Southern Military Company, and everyone else, to fight back.

The trembling corners of Meng's mouth finally spoke: "Kara......"

Maybe he was willing to sacrifice for all, but there was someone who was willing to sacrifice for him.