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Las Vecas McCarran International Airport is filled with planes and more state dignitaries and media reporters are arriving. Many people came to witness the death of Meng Zheng, and some were preparing to attend the speech held by Tronpl. Judging from the current shape, Chuangpu has won, and he has entered the layout of the next move.

Tronpu is now like looking at the beautiful scenery not far away through thorns, and the ultimate goal is getting closer and closer: next, it is necessary to announce at the speech that the Pan American Entente will accept the armed forces of the Prince Company, and unify the defense and political sectors; More importantly, he emphasized that Meng was hired by the Pan American Entente to save the place on behalf of Tromp. Speeches, announcements, announcements, the process is pleasant and enjoyable. When all is done, Tromp will be able to assume the status of the old federal government in accordance with the law, let the reunited Pan-American Pact assume the status of the old federal government, declare a state of emergency, and drive the unestablished volunteer peacekeepers out of the land and take power to themselves.

It's a beautiful landscape, like a pyramid in a dream.

Tronpu seems to have seen the Valley of the Kings, but there is still one last thorn in front of him: little Bill is not dead.

Years of experience have always kept Tromp to the last hand, and that is "violence". As a politician, if there is no last resort of violence as a support, it will not go far in the post-war society. Now at this most critical moment, it is time to show the trump card. Tromp waved the secretary, entourage, and guards out. I raised my thick right hand and pushed the screen in front of me away, revealing the intelligent desktop operation panel. He lowered his head to operate the interface, obtained the authorization to use the Walliers unmanned fighter of Shishi Company, and controlled the nearest unmanned fighter.

Like many former US presidents, Tromp was also a pilot, and liked to solve problems in the way of combat pilots. He can't trust anyone, and he has to use his own hands and operate unmanned machines to feel at ease.

The Walliers unmanned fighter is, in fact, an extension of the Tronpu regime. From its birth to its deployment, this brainless and heartless war killing corps has been vigorously promoted by Chuangpu. Walliers is also taking on the dual role of protecting the air defense of the former United States and disrupting the security of the former United States. During the day, Walliers acts like a loyal guard, protecting the people; At night, they launched terrorist attacks at will at the behest of Tronp, doing all kinds of evil. Walliers drones are always attacked by terrorists who break through the system and launch attacks, but the culprit is never found, because the murderer is itself; The mastermind behind the scenes is their creator, the president of the Pan American Entente, Tronpu.

The more attacks there are, the greater the security forces needed. The unmanned fighter corps fused with demons and guardian spirits is also growing in a cycle through the mutual transformation of identities.

Righteousness and evil, all of which are rummaging in the palm of his hand.

This is the dictator, and all good and evil are defined by him. The only way to maintain such a position is to rely on violence, and the distinction is only a hidden form of violence. In the night sky, a brand-new and ferocious Walliers drone received the signal from Tronpu and began to switch control modes, turn off the automatic recording system and passive control, and fully obey Tronplus's orders. This is the violence of the new age, leaving no trace at all, and it does not leave any religious guilt on the part of the user.

Tromp sat in the plane, admiring the scenery seen by the Walliers drone.

To kill Bill, you have to do it yourself. Tromp has set the top floor of Prince's main tower as the first target for unmanned fighters, and he must ensure that Bill Prince's confession and execution are carried out flawlessly.

Bill's penthouse is in chaos again. The presiding judges, judges, attorneys general, jury members, and all the personnel of the Air Court certainly cannot be actors, these are the last and most respected former federal legal personnel in the former United States, and only their sentencing and verdict can be convincing in this terrible postwar world; Otherwise, Tromp would have formed its own private court contractor and private prison company long ago.

The shape shì is spiraling out of control, and the air court inside the villa is also beginning to fall into chaos. They didn't know what was going on on the helicopter platform, but anyone with a little bit of a brain could guess that something had happened.

Fortunately, the situation was controlled by Chuangpu.

On the helicopter platform, Accountant Bremerton pressed his finger repeatedly, and his index finger was nearly broken by Bill. It doesn't matter, he pushed his glasses, he already has all the conditions for power trading and manipulation in his hands, as long as he waits until the market opens, he can slowly play tricks on Bill's ancestral property, Prince Military Company. This made the accountant happy, and his expression was relaxed and confident: "Bill, come here." If you stumble and fall, tomorrow the newspaper headline will be "Heir Prince Loses Company, and Little Bill chooses to commit suicide by jumping off a building." You don't want to be a laughing stock on the streets, it's better not to be so close to the edge. ”

Bill the head wolf was badly wounded, and standing on the edge of the helicopter platform, he did look shaky.

He looked at the horizon from afar and made sure that his friend had entered the city with V22, that it was safe and that Bob would be well healed. Then, it's finally time for your own revenge.

The accountant was impatient, and he shook his head at the Pan American soldier next to him: "Drag that guy over." ”

The soldier's refugee makeup had not yet been removed, and he walked towards Bill with a gun in his ragged clothes.

Before he had reached two steps, there was an eerie rumbling roar in the air, which grew louder and louder, occasionally accompanied by a strange whistling sound of high-speed air currents, sounding like a sleeping lion snoring softly.

Tromp, who was sitting in the plane, also saw something unusual on the screen. There is a very obvious heat source reaction on the north side of the main tower of the Prince Company, and the movement is rapid, moving quickly towards the helicopter platform.

Bill, like Tronp, also left himself a way out. Or rather, this is the path he is heading on. Bill never wanted to die, at least not before the enemy.

The loud roar stopped the soldiers, and the accountant palpitated.

Bill just smiled at the corners of his mouth, the robotic arm had completed the docking information exchange, and everything was ready. He took a dashing step beyond the edge of the helicopter and jumped down.

This startled the accountant, and he ran and rushed forward to grab Bill.

Rumbling thunder suddenly exploded, and a violent wind immediately rolled up all around. Accountant Bremerton barely managed to hold his feet, his glasses in his hands, but he still couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

An F35B vertical take-off and landing fighter hovers upward, with Bill Prince lying on his stomach on the cockpit bezel, using his robotic arm to climb and leap into the cockpit and close the hatch cover. This is Prince's standard F35B, without any dazzling high-tech equipment, just an ordinary fighter jet, and Bill can only climb into the cockpit in the most ordinary way. His hand is broken, and the only way to go is to damage the robotic arm. It took Bill a lot of effort to barely climb in, and the pain in his broken arm made him grin: "Casey, you came early, I was almost swept into the lift fan"

"It's you're too late, you're always late," Casey stayed in Prince's underground bunker. She had just used the company's dispatch and remote control center to get Bill a new fighter jet as part of Bill's plan.

Bremerton's accountant then understood: it was Bill's rescuer. Bill deliberately jumped off the building, right on the cockpit of the fighter jet. He's a complete lunatic, just like his brother Arnold. Accountant angry: "Shoot all shots"

Soldiers in the penthouse began to shoot into the air, but it was almost impossible for an untrained man to hit a fighter with a small arm. Bill maneuvered the F35B to flip and detach amid the dense gunfire. Although the robotic arm does not perform all functions, there is no problem with holding the joystick; A fractured crack in his left arm made it impossible for Bill to manipulate the throttle, and he changed this part to a digital control on the screen, and he was finally able to barely fly the plane.

"Helmet, Kathy, I don't have a helmet."

"What's the helmet at this time, run Bill." Casey shouted over the radio.

"Why should I run. It's part of the plan. ”

"Isn't it a plan to escape?"

"Of course not. How could I make a plan for the escape, this is a battle plan, and the goal is to win. ”

"What are you doing, Bill, run"

"No, I'm going to make Tamp pay."

Bill used an electronic panel to retract the F35B landing gear, turn off the lift fan, and let the engine turn to cruise operation. He can only operate these with one hand, which seems to be a bit difficult.

"You're going to kill Tron, don't do that, Bill." On the radio, Casey's tone was anxious, "Kill Tronpu and you'll lose a qiē." Bill, he's not worth it. If you kill Tronp, the Pan American Pact may be finished, but so will we, the Prince Company. Have you ever thought about it, Bill, it's going to be a big mess. ”

"Don't worry, Casey." Bill the head wolf let go of the lever and increased the throttle, the awkwardness of the one-handed manipulation and the pain in his left arm made him grin, "Tronp must die, and the Pan-American Entente must also die, but we won't." Me and you, as well as Bob and others, those who seek freedom, will eventually get real freedom. ”

"It's part of the plan"

"Yes, Kathy. Part of the plan. ”

"Then how can I help you. You didn't tell me what I should do next. Casey was a little worried, she was afraid that Bill would do something stupid.

"You take care of yourself and wait for me to come back, this is your most important task." Bill gritted his teeth and replied, the plane's continuous climb made the pain in his arms worsen, and the blurred vision caused by the blood loss became even more serious, "Next, it is my own plan. It's something I have to do. ”