Thick red clouds flowed on the wings, and there was a sea of blood all around. New mushroom clouds kept popping up from beneath the clouds, and the terrifying color of the clouds of nuclear smoke turned the surroundings into hell.

The cockpit of a fighter jet is a living coffin, and this is by no means a metaphor. Sitting in the cockpit, legs and waist are sandwiched by a narrow space, and there is no room to move at all; The canopy almost pressed against the helmet, and as soon as I raised my head slightly, it immediately slammed into the cover. The only position you can take is to lie back in the ejection seat.

For previous attacks, this sense of confined space was not a problem at all. As soon as the plane starts, consciousness naturally expands to the entire fuselage, as if your own body is flying in the air. But today was different, he couldn't find the slightest feeling of flying, and he didn't have the state of fighting, like an athlete standing on the starting line of a marathon with a hangover all night. The reason is very simple, Meng Zheng has no intention of air combat at all, and all he thinks about is jumping out of the cabin and blocking Kara directly, explaining to her that the omen in front of her is just a natural phenomenon, and it is impossible for the woman of the Vespa Combat Team to come back from the dead.

Subconscious self-confidence began to make him let his guard down. Meng Yan may be invincible in the world when he is in a state of high spirit; But now the rhythm is completely out of place, and he is already in danger.

The environmental control system and oxygen system in the cockpit of the aircraft are all stretched to the limit. Although the ASV J-20 was originally developed to deal with the decisive battle of the apocalypse, it can carry out air and support operations near the nuclear explosion area. But the whooping ghost system does not need a pilot, and the cockpit protection level of the air superiority fighter is not high, so the dense tactical nuclear bomb explosion makes the aircraft's environmental control system powerless, like a person whose lungs have been pierced, constantly coughing up blood.

Meng Bang felt that his nose was full of rust and soot, and his nose was hot. But maybe it's good news, at least to prove that you're still alive. Otherwise, the view outside the cockpit is too much like hell.

Looking at Kara's preoccupied and distracted look, did she really believe that the dead women of the Vespa Combat Team would come back from hell? Especially Lee, who Kara knows best, what can she do if she can come back. As absurd as these questions may be, Meng Struck must try to think according to Kara's thinking. Convince her to escape from the barriers of her heart. Otherwise, Meng Struck had to face the living dead of the Vespa Combat Team, a by-product of the American-made Centennial Oni, once again before the decisive battle. What's more, that's Kara.

The search system's high-threat warning beep sounded, and the red mark was close to the range of medium-range air-to-air missiles, and the situation was very dangerous. But the other party still seems to be groping for the smell and can't find a fixed direction.

Kara's F-14 fighter has completely retracted the wings on both sides, and its speed is increasing. The blood-colored clouds were plowed into a deep ravine by the track, and the thick clouds deposited in them were almost purple. She turned on the right-wing spoiler. The originally dense and smooth blood cloud flow field was instantly destroyed, forming a huge whirring vortex on the upper surface of the wing. As the right wing began to lose lift and sink, Kara took advantage of the rolling trend to pull the lever and fly straight in the direction marked in red.

Kara's safety must be guaranteed. The thought crossed Meng's mind, and he began to push the rod to full afterburner, increasing to the front of the F-14 fighter jet.

Kara's voice was particularly excited: "You're here, do you see her." ”

"No, calm down. That's nothing, presumably just a lost unmanned fighter. Meng Meng could only comfort her for the time being. It's like he's rummaging through a big repository of memory. Trying to figure out what would save Kara, "Kara, I remember everything, I remember everything you told me. I know there are a lot of memories between you and Lee, and she always needs Maggie and needs you. You said that Li is just often not assertive, and his flying skills are actually very good, if it weren't for his love for the F-16, he didn't participate in the new aircraft rearmament. She's sure to be an amazing ace pilot. I know these memories are good, but we can't always be nostalgic for the past. ”

At this time, a prompt message appeared in the fire control system, which gave Meng Zhen a glimmer of hope, "Wait." Let's see. Lee was always reluctant to change and didn't like new things, did he? I've heard you say that even if she is transferred to the USS Washington, she is not willing to receive the F-35, preferring to ask for the carrier-based F-16 that the mercenary has changed privately. If Lee were back now, she would definitely use the most familiar F-16, right. "He shares the information with the wingman." Now it's close enough that the plane has done non-cooperative identification, and I think it's just a drone with damaged navigation, it can't be an F-16......"

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Zhu suddenly shouted in annoyance, "What the hell! ”

On the cockpit multi-function display of the J-20, the model information marked with a red high-threat icon is Lee's favorite F-16 Fighting Falcon fighter. Not only that, but even the geometrical parameters of the aircraft, and even the shape and number of engine blades, are all calculated by guò echoes, which is absolutely true.

Meng Zhu was unconsciously stunned for a long time, and felt a strange weakness in his heart.

Could it really be Lee, a faceless woman of a thousand changes. Meng Struck seems to have seen her body many times, but each time it wasn't her face. Lee, who has no opinions, seems to have become a random body for other people, and when fighting in the air, it is always someone else's expression on his face. She was a cheekless woman, and being struck couldn't be considered a real sight of her.

However, Kara clearly said that she was dead, and it was impossible to find her as a ghost now. Meng Struck began to realize that he was thinking wildly, and although he liked fantasy like any young man, he did not believe in evil. Even if the target was an F-16, it could not be concluded that it must have been driven by Lee. After the end of the First Sino-Japanese War, cheap F-16s were available everywhere. Although I really didn't expect that this red target, which was judged by the system to be the highest threat, was nothing more than a Fighting Falcon fighter. Perhaps the F-16 was beautiful, and when the attack did not feel threatening in the slightest, he thought it should at least be a Walliers unmanned fighter.

It's just that this F-16 appeared behind a thick cloud of black and red like plasma, which is still somewhat unsettling. Especially when I wanted to use this to convince Kara just now, I didn't expect this Qiē to match her grotesque descriptions, which made this F-16 fighter even more weird.

"A beautiful F-16, like in the old days, the previous planes were just more beautiful than the current ones." Meng Zhu laughed helplessly twice, and even sighed to himself, "Yes, I also admit that things in the past are always better than the present, and the world in my memories is always more beautiful." But these fond memories are one-sided. Listen to me, Carla, we're just comparing the not-so-good aspects of our lives to the good ones in the past. Even if we can go back to the past, isn't this road under our feet in vain? Even Lee, I hope you can have a better future. By the way, we reached out to her. If she really was Lee, she would definitely use the Vespa Combat Team's contact channel and encryption code. We used the old ways to contact her. ”

As he spoke, his left hand was also busy on the control panel, adjusting the working status of the communication system. The plane is now suffering from unstable turbulence, and the cockpit is shaking, which has caused a lot of trouble for itself. And trying to set up a conversation with a dead man was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever done. But as long as he calms Kara down and stops this neurotic hypnosis, he can do anything.

Meng was a little impatient, but Kara seemed very calm.

He turned to the right side of the F-14, blocking the unidentified target, and then turned to look back at Kara. I thought that Kara would be excited about this Tiyì and couldn't wait to contact the unknown target. I didn't expect her to say anything. And what's even more strange is that she was still looking at Meng Zhu and calling him just now, and now she has turned her face back and lowered her head. His lips seemed to quiver, as if he were muttering to himself or talking to someone.

From the look in her eyes, Meng Zhu was sure that it was still the Kara she knew, but she was just a little sluggish. Maybe it's just overthinking. It's likely that Carla just had a malfunction in the oxygen supply system and her brain was hallucinating in the absence of oxygen.

He shouted like a child, "Kara, relax, I'll set up a com. If she does come back, she will definitely contact you, channel, encryption. It's all unique to the Vespa Combat Team, and as you told me, this is a method of communication that only you know. If contact fails, then it's safe to say that Lee wants you to keep going and finish the road they didn't finish. Meng Struck tried to speak as softly as possible so as not to cause too much irritation to Kara.

The red target on the multifunction display stopped floating irregularly. Rather, it maintains a position relative to the attack. It's like a beast that is gathering strength and ready to attack.

Meng Shi is not interested in this target, except that the atmosphere is a little weird, and the other party must be just an ordinary mercenary who does not know the depths. This is the westernmost part of the hunting area, and he can shoot them down without any grabbing.

But the next scene started to make him nervous, and things became a little unbelievable.

Long after the Florina incident in Las Vecas, Kara told him about the Vespa Combat Team's encrypted communication methods. The Vespa is a stealth operation squadron, and its mission is mostly assassination or other covert operations, which requires high levels of silence and multi-machine coordination capabilities. Therefore, the members of the Vespa team need to rely on a special set of communication methods to communicate with each other.

According to common sense, the F-16 in front of him should be a Trek's mercenary fighter, and it is impossible to know this way of contact. Meng Zhu figured out this to dispel Kara's illusions. However, by setting it up and setting it up the way she said, the aircraft did receive the feedback response.

That is, the opposite F-16 is communicating in a way unique to the Vespa combat team.

It seems that many factors are right, which makes the atmosphere really weird and inexplicably terrifying. Meng was still very calm, and it was probably all a coincidence. Although it is indeed strange that they appear again and again by coincidence, the dead can never be resurrected, let alone heaven.

"Kara, if it's really Lee, let's ask it to speak."

There was silence for a long time, and there was not the slightest sound in the headphones, not even the sound of breathing, friction, or wind. The communication system seems to have established contact with people all the way to outer space.

He held his breath, and the atmosphere tensed.

Who is the other party and what is the purpose, Meng Zheng is really interested.

The clouds around him became a little wrong, as if something huge black was pressing down, and the light in the cockpit suddenly dimmed, as if it had sunk into blood water.

There was still no sound on the radio, and suddenly, the multi-function display flickered, and a line of words appeared on the interactive interface:

"We've been waiting a long time, and you're welcome back."

The language is concise, but chilling.

"What the hell!" Meng Zhu couldn't help but let out a low roar, wanting to turn off information sharing. But it was too late, and the message on the radio, which was simply traveling at the speed of light, had already appeared in front of Kara.

Kara, who had kept her head down, remained motionless and expressionless.

In front of the windshield, the color of the clouds changed, getting darker and darker, and the clouds directly in front of them seemed to be stained with ink. Immediately afterward, Meng Struck saw a strange-looking and terrifying face poking out of the clouds.

Seeing this figure, Kara looked up, and a strange smile bloomed on her pale face.

Meng struck and tightened the lever, and the big battle came. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )