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Seemingly terrifying rainstorms and oppressive clouds are sometimes the best hiding places. Adverse weather conditions can effectively interfere with the use of optical equipment, and even electronic systems become ineffective. Although lightning is a bit scary, if you have the right tactics, you will soon find out that they are actually good comrades in air combat. It's like a road chase and roadblocks can be used; Jungle guerrilla and vegetation are helpers. As long as there is a complex and rich environment, anything can give rise to beautiful tactics. After all, the weapons of modern warfare are too powerful, and if you are afraid of a blank slate, a decisive battle on the plain, whoever will kill everyone with one blow.

Now, the clouds have cleared, and he is like a rat in the middle of a crossroads.

The huge shock wave of the nuclear explosion dispersed the surrounding clouds and mist, and the entire area around the blast center was as pure as a vacuum, and even the wings felt a little insufficient lift, as if even the density of the air had decreased. The squeezed clouds on the periphery became thicker, like a huge city wall, encircling itself. Radar and infrared search are dumbfounded, nothing can be seen. But the enemy in the clouds could see it, and now there was a possibility of a sudden and deadly attack from all directions.

The continuous flight had already made Meng Struck a little tired, and Kara had just returned to her normal state, and she was not doing well. The nuclear explosion just now was like an extremely violent stimulant, which made people instantly excited, and then fell into endless fatigue and sleepiness, and even felt that their eyes could not be opened. Now that Kara is exposed to the blue sky, he should be more careful. He had to squint his eyes and briefly narrow his perspective to focus on the front, leaving the surrounding alerts to the alarm sensor for the time being.

Just as the eyelids were half-open and the eyelashes were fighting, the eyes seemed to see something strange. Directly in front of the nuclear bomb in the direction of the attack, suddenly a red beam line shot out. It looks faint, a little close to diluted red ink. The strands were so thin that they looked like red hair, dark red, and refracted a strange glow through the sunlight. The beam passed to his right and shone on Kara's fuselage.

Instinct sues sù to yourself, that's not a good thing.

"Kara, follow me"

Hearing the command, Kara did not hesitate or ask at all, and directly boarded the rudder to the left, flashed to the lower position behind the attack, and advanced in a staggered column.

The red beam seemed to have eyes, and it slowly moved with Kara. Slowly lean in the direction of the crashed landline. He could even imagine the light shining a red dot on the fuselage, almost like the laser sights on a sniper rifle or whatever. Marshmallow ianhuatangcc

Both aiming, there will definitely be shooting.

"Horizontal dispersion, horizontal dispersion," Meng Xuan suddenly shouted.

Kara had no doubts about any command from the slam, and immediately pressed the right pole and pulled back; At the same time, the attack turned sharply to the left, and the two planes disbanded in formation on either side, as if only two petals of a flower were blooming in the plane.

The red beam fluttered from side to side, a little overwhelmed by the target split. Their movements are a bit like cross-positioning, the two fighters overlap and split in signals, and the imperfect system has to re-lock and reassign the order of attack.

Mengbang is at least sure, then stupid things can only be drones.

The red beam was shaking, but it didn't last long, only two seconds to be exact. In the penultimate second, a letter from the Grim Reaper arrived. At the moment when his J-20 and Kara F14 separated left and right, a scorching and blazing deadly beam shot out of the thick clouds.

Either in an optical sense or in a biological sense, no one can see anything here. A true shaped laser beam doesn't glow like in a space war movie; It won't be as colorful as it is in science fiction films, with blue lasers for good guys and red lasers for bad guys. If this is the case, it is likely that another line of visible light is emitted at the same time to distinguish it.

But these are the dry theories of scientists, when you really stand in front of a powerful strategic-level shaped laser beam, the biological instinct, or the heart that is afraid of death, will work. It may not be visible to the naked eye, but the body is fully aware that a path of death leading to hell is taking shape in the air. Burning and scorching, the water vapor in the air seems to sublimate instantly. The strategic shaped laser can instantaneously ionize the surface of ordinary equipment, rise to the plasma state, and then expand until it collapses alive. The rapidly vaporized surface is then ejected outward, shattering itself in the form of recoil.

There was nothing in the space ahead, but it had long since turned into a pure blank hell, waiting only for the first visitor.

Meng Struck observes behind him, dodging in time to allow his Carla to escape the laser attack. Behind him is a huge mushroom cloud rising vertically and a horizontally sweeping strategic laser beam, no doubt the combat style of a standard Hundred Day Oni-type Doomsday weapon. The helmet display began to become chaotic, the area of influence of the radiation of the nuclear explosion, the path of the laser beam sweep, and the danger zone of the possible missile attack in the direction of the attack, all kinds of virtual ballistics weaved this airspace densely, as if they were walking through an invisible fishing cage. It seems that there is nothing, but in fact, it is full of murderous opportunities, and if you take half a wrong step, you may die.

He sent the threat number to Kara: "Rendezvous with me, we need to determine the location of enemy aircraft. ”

This guy may be one of the few death seekers in the world. For the true Grim Reaper, no one has ever looked for it, it has always been looking for people.

Kara began to continue circling, preparing to form another formation with Meng Strike, when the dark clouds ahead dissipated. More precisely, the dense clouds parted on both sides, making way for the arrival of death.

It came, and the face of this thing finally appeared in the sea of clouds.

God, there is such an ugly and terrifying face in the world.

Mont Strike had seen it before, at Walker Air Force Base in Roswell, where the B72 nuclear-powered bombers were still under the control of Tronp in the final hours. The dual-core Reaper buried deep in the underground hangar was just a bargaining chip, and he never thought that the crazy Arnold had really activated these Cold War Ancient Demons.

At that time, the Grim Reaper was still asleep, and his strange and strange face made people's hearts palpitate; Now the Grim Reaper is fully awake, with wide eyes, bloody mouths, and huge triangular wings on both sides with hanging tails, like two sharp scythes, which are specially designed to harvest life.

The entire B72 broke out of the clouds, and its huge body obscured the sky. As a 100-day ghost-type apocalyptic weapon, the B72 bomber also has the ability to destroy the world: automatic control, automatic retaliation, a nuclear power system that can sustain a three-month flight, and the aircraft has nuclear weapons and a series of new mass destruction equipment. Its appearance is not beautiful, the all-white fuselage of radiation protection, the simple straight line delta wing and the slender equal-section nose fully embody the principle of suitable production and anti-tossing during the Cold War. From a distance, it looks a bit like a white swan, but the swan is so huge that it feels like it's stuck in a black fairy tale. If it's really a swan, we humans are a little bit like something a little bit smaller than ants. It can even be said that within a distance that can be seen clearly by the naked eye, the entire field of view on the left and right may not be able to see the entire aircraft.

David laughed against Goliamon, the difference in size was too great, which was clearly Lilliput's challenge to Gulliver.

Squinting when you look closely, this is the habit of being struck.

He observes the opponent's habits and weaknesses before impacting, a bit like martial arts, to be patient, looking for and waiting for the opponent to take the initiative to expose the flaws, and it is also the key to making a difference. Meng Zhu closed his eyes slightly, blocking out the useless light around him, and only observed the hundred days made by the former United States.

At the moment of squinting, he saw the crimson beam again, just like what happened to him when he was in formation with Kara, this time the beam still shot at Kara F14, which was hovering horizontally in a sharp turn behind him. Meng Zhu understands that this beam line is an aiming laser for the correction of the laser's atmospheric number. Shaped lasers are very susceptible to meteorological influences, suspended matter in the air can weaken the function of the laser, and a large amount of scattering and refraction will also greatly reduce the accuracy. Before this type of weapon is designed, it fires a faint laser that does not kill to test the deflection of the beam in the atmosphere to correct the main attack beam.

The magnified picture has been presented on the multi-function display, which is exactly the same as the judgment of the attack. The B72 was obviously built in a hurry, not only because the skin was rough and embarrassing, but also because the turret and emitter of the shaped laser, the corrected laser emitter, and several other sensors were all temporarily installed under the belly bomb bay. It is also a prototype of a system verification platform.

That's easy to do. "Kara, its weak point is directly above, and the upper hemisphere is full of shooting corners. We went around to it. Meng Struck spoke quickly, "Do your best to kill it." ”

"No, I beg you not to touch her." Kara's F14 had already followed, and Strike climbed to a slightly higher altitude than the enemy, avoiding the range of laser fire. In the split second of altitude transcendence, the laser for aiming correction disappeared.

"What."

The slap was very unexpected. You know, Kara never hesitated about her instructions, not even had any affection, but simply carried them out. It was the first time she refused to be attacked.

"What's going on?"

"I can feel it, I'm serious." She was also a little anxious, and her sentences were messy, "I know, this is our style." Flying like this, attacking like this, chasing like this, I know them well. I know I have the illusion that you can't be resurrected after death, but it's also rare for Carla to be stumbling in flight.

"But you can't destroy their representations, that thing is just like them."

"Well, maybe."

"You can't dwell on the past, that isn't them, if you can't do it, you"

Before the words were finished, the red calibration laser fired.

This is the clearest place, there is no interference at all, the B72 quickly completes the error calculation and aiming, and the second shaped laser strikes directly.

"You'll die careful"

Meng Zhu shouted this sentence in its entirety, and immediately regretted it.

Within the laser beam in front of him, he lost Kara's figure again.

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