"Everyone is waiting for death, why not have a collective death ceremony"

Hearing this voice, Arnold the mad dog was suddenly stunned. 『『【No pop-up novel network baoliny】Read the latest chapter section debut. The twisted, puffy cheeks twitched rapidly, like the strange reaction of some cold-blooded animal to a stressful situation.

In the air, a strange voice spoke. Who was able to send the voice so directly into his head?

"The end will come sooner or later, so why not have a wonderful end time. Since no one has hope, why bother to survive. Unleash the self and the world will be reborn in its true nature. ”

Under the influence of the slow tone, a strange scene appeared in Arnold's chaotic mental world, which was difficult to describe in conventional language, and even if the picture was broadcast, it was impossible for normal people to understand it. The picture is bizarre and bizarre. However, for Arnold's brain workings, he sensed fear, a delusional fear that arises from seeing that there is still hope.

Words cannot be described, but can only be translated through guò's touch, pain, and sensory reactions that still exist in zài:

Arnold Prince was in a state of fear, this strange sense of dread whenever the first rays of dawn came. You know, there is one thing he himself likes the most, the most obsessed, the most inviolable, and that is the night. Arnold loves the night as much as he loves swaddling clothes. The night is not something that comes and goes at a moment's notice, it's limited. The goddess of the night is not always with us, so we have to make the night ourselves. Darkness does not mean that it is as simple as turning off the lights, closing the curtains, and keeping the light in, but more importantly, it is quiet, silent, and like a cemetery, it must be so quiet that there is no sound at all. When the goddess of the night leaves, there are always neighbors, pedestrians, or other animals who break the night they have worked so hard to create, and they must be quiet, and they do not care about any means, because their own night is inviolable.

The goddess of the night will come every day as scheduled, and it is also the time when her brain is at its calmest, and the blurred black, ghostly floating atmosphere is wonderful.

However, the goddess who sprinkled the earth with night did not belong to her, and when she was gone, when the night faded, the first rays of dawn would shine in. Dawn is always so disgusting. No matter how thick the curtain is, no matter how deep you hide, when the wonderful goddess of the night leaves, the dawn will pierce the window, pierce the eye, and leave your soul with nowhere to hide.

Arnold was afraid of the dawn, of the dawn, of the dawn, of the dawn, that was the signal of the imminent departure of the goddess of the night, when his hopes were dashed. He had to hide, hide in a dark corner, and wait for her to come again.

"That's what you think."

The voice in my head grew louder and louder, like a children's chorus in a bright paradise.

"You want to plunge the world into eternal darkness."

Who the hell is talking about this.

"You think that everyone's heart is as dark as you are, and everyone can let go of their dark side and make the world fall into darkness forever, right?"

"Who are you," Arnold finally roared.

Fort Leavenworth Correctional Camp, the dome of the Papal Palace.

The mad dog Arnold Prince roared almost in a terrifying voice like a deep-sea monster, and the mercenaries next to him were all stunned.

The loudspeakers, radios, televisions, and all the receiving equipment next to them were broadcasting the battle situation.

It is the struck that speaks.

"I can see your heart, and you have to put your heart on everyone's head."

Obviously, it wasn't because the words he said could break directly into Arnold's mind, but because the content of those words smashed through the walls of his brain.

Arnold didn't answer, didn't smile, and his cheeks twitched violently.

"Give it up. No one has lost their faith, no one has lost hope. People live with hope. People are fighting for hope, even if they are weak, and they are supporting those who are fighting. You can look up and see that no one listens to you, no one wants to see the end of the world. There will be no cannibalism here, and the world will not change because of you. ”

"Man is cowardly," muttered Arnold's mouth, "man is cowardly, man is cowardly, man is hypocritical, man is easily swayed because he is timid, and if there is a hat, man will wear it; If there is clothing, the person will put it on; If there is a mask, people will wear masks, right, people need me, they need my guidance. But people can't be trusted, they shouldn't have any illusions about human nature, and in the end it's up to me to do the last step, and fortunately I've been ready for it. ”

As he spoke, he raised the walkie in his hand.

The mercenary next to him saw that it was a brick-shaped device with an antenna that looked like a military walkie-talkie, but it was not a walkie-talkie, as there was only a funny red toy button on it, which looked like a detonation button. The mercenary's face changed abruptly, but it was too late.

"I'll do the last step."

Arnold said, pressing the button.

Suddenly, the earth shook.

The entire Fort Leavenworth Correctional Camp shook violently, and huge flames and smoke immediately erupted from the central mountain.

But this is not an explosion, Arnold has never sought suicide, but to create his favorite night, to transform the whole world into his favorite eternal night, to use nuclear bombs, radioactive dust, and the dark side of people's hearts to create the polar night on earth.

He still has a way.

Amid a loud rumbling sound and raging flames, a strange figure poked out of the central mountain.

Once the vertical shaft where Arnold was held, it was now a key point in his plan.

In the thick clouds, another one-eyed ghost was revealed, which also exuded the aura of evil and death, and was also shrouded in black mist, like a replica of the Hundred Day Ghost.

The terrifying figure gradually became clear.

Slowly rising from the vertical shaft is the F36. It used to be Bill's wearable fighter, but now it's apparently modified. There was no one in the cockpit, no one was needed, and Arnold no longer trusted people, it was a pure ruined machine.

The F36 fighter is fully exposed.

Bill, the head wolf, watched as his car was transformed beyond recognition, like a beloved horse being skinned alive. His heart was being sliced by his brother with a lancet. This qiē is Arnold's crazy trick: coaxing himself to go, and then forcing himself to escape with F36, is tantamount to helping him build a nest; Lured himself to rescue Casey Green, just to snatch his F36, and he has been played by him all the time.

Bill is the leader of the F36 production, and he unleashes the power of Prince to resurrect the strongest fighter of the former NASA before the war, in order to compete with the Centennials. In other words, the performance of the F36 is designed and manufactured for the J-20ASV. According to his own design, it is impossible for the munch to defeat the F36.

"Meng, this thing is what I used to duel you, you can't win." Bill said at the slam.

The leaders of the Northern Army and the fighter group were shaken again. They didn't get into the battle position because they still didn't trust the attack. It's perfectly reasonable, and it's hard to change.

Bill sighed, his brother was right at this point. People may not give up hope, but everyone has their own timid and hypocritical side after all. If Meng Strike has the upper hand, most people will naturally be on his side with peace of mind. But once Mong lost to Arnold or even died here, Bill had to continue to fight to the death with the Northern Army, because the vote between the North and the South was not over, as long as Arnold still had cards in his hand.

There are three giant pits in the ground, and if Mont kills, those three pits will be Arnold's new cards.

Now no one dares to face it, it is actually the crashed three B72 small nuclear reactors and the scattered B61 nuclear bombs. The three planes were not shot down in the first place because the nuclear reactor and the nuclear bomb had already been activated. However, when he carried out the interconnection of the 100-day ghost combat body, he took the control of B72, closed the reactor, locked the nuclear bomb, and let the system enter the crash protection. These are all features that the B72 was designed to have.

If Meng was killed, Arnold would have regained control of the systems.

"Let's go."

Bill, the head wolf, said something shocking, and Casey, who was following behind, immediately sensed that Bill's tone was wrong.

"Meng, you run quickly, for us." Bill held the handle of the F35E, although he was not the opponent of the Hundred Days Ghost F36, but he should be able to buy time, "I'll help you stop this thing, after all, it's mine, don't you want to grab it." As long as you're alive, you'll be able to suppress the pile of nuclear waste down there. Run, I'll buy you time to escape. ”

When Casey heard this, he understood what the wolf Bill wanted. Without saying a word, she accelerated the putter and flew next to Bill.

Platoon Bob smiled, "I'm here too." "Then he flew the plane and formed a volley wall with Bill.

More Prince Corporation fleets, the Confederate Air Defense Team, and the Southern State-registered safari mercenaries all followed, ready to block the F36's attack. It's a fight for yourself.

"Run, you can't win," Bill roared suddenly.

"Hehe, hahaha, no, no, no, my little brother." Arnold regained his mad normality and let out a coyote-like screech when he triumphed, "Strike, you can win." It's like if you die, you can't control the hundred-day ghost; My little brother Bill, if he dies, the F36 will get out of control. Don't forget, the F36 is Bill's wearable fighter, and his right arm, mechanical prosthetic, is the key to the F36. You can't defeat F36, but you can kill Bill and destroy his right arm, and F36 is finished. Then he added, "By the way, my brother, I have a word of advice for you." Don't try to destroy your right arm, or I've got a surprise for you. ”

For a moment, the fleet fell silent.

Just now, Bill led the team to cover Meng's retreat, so he gave the entire team a tail-and-back light to Meng's attack. As long as the Whoopers shoot lightly, let alone Bill, no one will be spared.

"Please, Mr. Savior. Kill Bill and you win. ”

The radio was filled with Arnold's laughter