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I can't afford to lose her anymore.

Meng Zhu felt a little uncertain, and some kind of anxious feelings were spreading. It wasn't the first time he had felt this way, but every time a pinprick of discomfort appeared, it was not a good sign.

In just a moment, another familiar scene appeared in my mind: the castle tower, the place of changing fate. He still remembers that moment vividly, the change at that time was extremely sudden and unexpected. Towards the end of the battle, as soon as the safety of the little princess Kane-hime was confirmed in the rearview mirror, the guided missile destroyer Tenshumaru began to bombard the targets on the shore. A chain of 127-mm automatic artillery shells that flew by still carved into the eyeballs like scratches. The airport tower where Jin Jiangji was located collapsed in response, and thick smoke rose up, engulfing all the qiē.

Nowadays, all the qiē is familiar.

The pupils couldn't hold it down, and they couldn't concentrate on the information on the heads-up display. The number of degrees, heights, and postures that can be taken care of by the usual afterglow is now impossible to read in my head even if I stare at it. It's like a myriad of wriggling insects in my heart, so that the focus in front of me is always drifting between the head-up display and the rearview mirror.

Meng Struck reached out and tried to twist the rearview mirror to the side. But when his finger approached the cold frame, he involuntarily twisted the mirror and pointed the direction of reflection at Kara's F14.

The rear-view mirror of the fighter is really narrow, and the arc-shaped reflective surface on the right bezel is thin and long, which can almost only fit the front windshield of the F14 fighter. ☆△◇☆ Fan□ Tomato Novel Network w'w'w.fqxsw Cara's figure flutters from side to side, going in and out of the frame. It's like standing in the subway and watching another car, constantly changing positions with each other, but being pulled by some invisible rope.

If it weren't for this little rearview mirror, Meng Yan might not have been able to see her. But Carla was already a part of him. This guy always needs someone to take care of him, and the plane is under the control of Xindi, and the combat operations and airspace occupation have Lei Yujian's help; Even in air combat, he can't let people relax. Although Meng Strike is a genius in close-quarters combat, whether it is a balanced aerial combat from a height of 30,000 meters or a rolling fight that bites all the way to the ground, no one is his opponent. Striking like instinct, every close-quarters fight with all his might. Ordinary opponents may have weak legs just by looking at his posture. But it is precisely because of this that he is often subjected to shameless sneak attacks from behind, and because of this kind of thing, I don't know how many Xindi's planes were thrown in vain.

Ever since Carla agreed to the wingman position, that's changed. Her aircraft have been modernized, with six powerful long-range AIM54s and two of the latest AIM12O medium-range air-to-air missiles giving her exceptional long-range support capabilities. No matter how dangerous the struck was and how difficult it was to extricate herself, Kara would lend a helping hand from afar. In battle, the slam can sink into the state of competition that excites him. Because he knew there was Kara by his side. Whenever the sneak attacker behind him exploded in the air without warning, he knew that it was Karagan. She is an unbeatable long-range guided sniper.

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Meng Struck simply thought so.

The target of this operation was the American-made Whoopers and B72 Doomsday bombers controlled by Arnold and Vespa Combat Team. He knew the relationship between Kara and B72 as he did with the whooping day. If you don't get rid of this thing thoroughly, I'm afraid you won't be able to live in peace for the rest of your life. So in the end, it's a matter of life and death. Meng Ji once said that as long as the Hundred Day Ghost is completely eliminated at the root, his normal life can come.

So that's what Kara thinks, too. The B72 Doom Bomber is a gathering of the undead of the Vespa Combat Team, with Arnold as the initiator, and after burying them all, Kara may not have to continue flying. A new life will soon begin.

There was absolutely no reason to force Carla to stay around, she had her place.

"It's time."

Meng Zhen sighed, maybe it was time to say goodbye.

Such thoughts come out of pessimism, but concern. He felt some kind of vein, or rather "cave". According to Kara, Meng Strike almost turned into a Hundred Days Ghost just now. Just as the spirit began to dissolve, he heard a voice from some very distant frontier. The voice said that the Hundred Day Oni was a ferryboat for humans to the other world, and that his destiny was to act as a ferryman. What does this mean? Meng Struck was pretty sure he had never heard such inexplicable, absurd, or even stupid words. ��△ eggplant novel network w'w'w'.-f'q'x-s'w-.

But my intuition is saying that he really felt the way to the truth of the Hundred Day Ghost.

From the castle tower to the new eastern capital, Osteria, and now involved in the Pacific rebellion, Meng has been constantly pursuing, but the hundred days are like a cat that teases mice, and he is confused. There are a lot of clues that can be tangled and messed up. There is no clue at all.

Now, a cave has appeared, and the cave is filled with the death breath of a hundred day ghosts. Although Meng Zheng does not know exactly what this information means, he is very sure that jumping into this hole will lead to the truth and the way out.

It's just that the eerie smell of the cave is too strong, and it leads to the truth and to hell.

For Meng, it seems that B72 and Arnold can be easily eliminated. He couldn't wait to jump into the cave and smash into the Centennial's lair. But he never wanted Carla to follow him. It's a point of no return.

What's more, there is a very bad premonition right now.

He looked in the rearview mirror, and his attention was completely drawn to Kara.

The story of herself and her has reached the finale. Inexplicably, Meng Struck wanted to stay in this state for a while and remember what she looked like.

The warning light shook his jaw red and white, but he didn't even notice it. Tomato small □ ◇ said ☆ net w'w-w-.- f-q'xsw

At the top of the Sky Dome, a very strange arc-shaped scratch appeared, splitting the sky in half, and the strange white wake was projected on the J-2O cockpit canopy, forming a twisted and winding silver line.

Meng Zhu felt a flying insect in the corner of his eye, and shook it: "What is that?" ”

I've never seen such a strange track. Differing neither from the traditional parabola of artillery shells, nor from the maneuvering arc of any missile, but from a very complex spiral hyperbola. Putting down the goggles and squinting your eyes, it was not a simple trajectory, but a result of two white lines intertwined with each other, visually a bit like a girl's braid, or a hyperbola of DNA.

Dragging the hyperbolic trajectory is a bright white dot, the strong reflection pierces through the blood-red clouds, and the appearance is extremely bright and smooth.

The thing changed course, and it suddenly sank downward, rushing in its own direction.

What the hell, Meng Strike wants to lock magnification with optical devices, take a closer look.

Suddenly, a shrill shout erupted from the headphones, almost bursting his eardrums.

"Climb! Urgent climb! ”

It was Kara's voice, and she rarely shouted it. Not to mention that Kara never gave orders to the Long Machine, and usually just followed him, not to mention that this desperate call made her burst her voice in an instant, and the next repetition was almost silent, making her cough incessantly.

The matter must be urgent. Meng hit the rod and the double afterburner was fully opened, but the climbing action was reserved. He knew that Kara's F14 was bulky, and its vertical maneuverability and climb ability simply could not be compared with the new generation of J-2O. If you climb with all your might, you will inevitably leave Carla behind.

"Idiot! Climb! ”

It sounded like Carla was almost crying.

The attack increased the climb elevation angle, and he feared he would block Kara's best climb lane.

At that moment, the trajectory of the silver target with the double helix overhead began to steepen, dive almost vertically.

His eyes widened as he saw the silver target gradually turn spherical, and the double helix turned in the direction of a petal-shaped radiating mist. Meng Zhen intuitively felt that it was not a missile, and its guidance and maneuvering capabilities were very limited, and it was impossible to hit itself at all. He was simply curious about what it was.

The silver bullet was getting closer and closer, and his body could even feel the gray aura before the arrival of death. The blood cloud turned purple and black, like dried blood. To be precise, this silver bullet is absorbing all the vitality and aura around it.

A flash of bright light.

Meng Zhu subconsciously lowered his head, and the silver bullet passed by him.

In an instant, Meng Sheng's eyes suddenly changed. He could see what it was, a slender and shiny body, a cruciform tail rudder, and there was no doubt that this was a former American-made B6112 tactical thermonuclear bomb. The double-helix trajectory in the sky is a spin rocket with the addition of the MOD12 model, which can greatly increase the range. According to the benchmark yield of destruction, the explosion range is 5oo kilometers, and the explosion core is permanently unsurvivable within 4 kilometers, and a B61 nuclear bomb can destroy the area of two large cities.

"Kara! Keep up with me. "Mengsheng began to shift to the best angle of climb, both climbing and lifting. That's when he notices that Kara really isn't keeping up with him. Her F14 didn't do much to improve the motive, and the old stuff that was cobbled together before the war simply couldn't sustain a high climb, and the overly aggressive movements made the fighter look clumsy and heavy.

To be precise, she knew that F14 might not be able to escape a nuclear explosion, and she was lying to herself just now.

In the rearview mirror, Kara's figure is getting smaller and smaller, and Meng is eager to turn around and pull her up.

He wanted to shout, but the F14 in the mirror flickered and disappeared.

Meng Struck shook his head from side to side, trying to find Kara's location, and his mind raced to find out what to do. But who will have the means to stop a nuclear bomb from exploding.

The more I couldn't find Kara, the more anxious I became.

Suddenly, the world was silent, like a silent movie.

The thick clouds of blood in front of him grew brighter and brighter, gradually turning pink and bright yellow, and then drowned out by a cloud of white light. The sudden white light was even more dazzling than the sun, and it swallowed itself too.