nbsp; The terrifying figure of the Whooping Day Ghost will even make the unmanned fighter qì fall into fear. Tomato Fiction Web w'w-w'.'f'q-xsw

Even the new generation of Walliers drones produced after the war will introduce more war-avoidance logic because of the appearance of the Whooping Ghost. The Walliers UAV is a network array attack system based on a central base station, that is, "swarm warfare". They will pass intelligence and information to each other, and of course, fear.

Now, swarms of Walliers drones are caught in the logical fear of this kind of group of drones giving negative judgments to each other. After the Arnold incident, they established a process for the Centennial Ghost to avoid danger, and once they encountered the Centennial Ghost, they would take a detour or even retreat.

However, it is difficult for drones to identify whoopers. If a machine does not have an answering signal, it is impossible to determine the identity of the target. The Walliers system can only be based on the visual recognition of the machine as a reference for operations. In other words, any black, wolf-faced aircraft will be judged to be a suspected target of the Hundred Sunner. And the former beautiful whooping ghost imitators also quickly showed this characteristic, and the appearance of the whoading ghost gave them a certain unique "anti-machine qì camouflage".

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the learning was beyond imagination.

The regrouped UAVs are implementing a system reset, and their battle is over. In the distance, you can see the JA39 and the Whooping Oni Mimic plane piloted by a nomadic mercenary with billowing smoke. Those who want to be heroes fall victim to the upgrading of the drone's cognitive system. There are two people who want to attack the drones like a slam, and then destroy them all, and if they are good, they will be able to make headlines in the newspaper the next day, and their commission level will be several steps higher in the future. This is not a double or double gap, but more than a hundredfold. Tomato Fiction Network w'w'w-w'.'f'q-xsw But the two Centennial Ghost imitators underestimated the cold-bloodedness of the machine Qì and died while chasing the drone, which naturally made the Walliers system understand that only one person can be called a Whooping Ghost.

The drone swarm is about to surround it, and they are relying on visual recognition to try to determine whether the last JAS39 is a 100-day ghost.

After a few seconds, Walliers turned around and left the terrified nomadic mercenary to fend for itself. They resumed their focus on the mission's main objective and intercepted a Y-2O heavy transport aircraft flying from Nagoya Airport to the former U.S. hinterland.

The Y-2O, painted with the logo of the peacekeeping volunteer team, had already taken advantage of the gap between battles to circle and descend, relying on the protection of the valley to get rid of the drone's tracking. The captain held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and controlled the heavy and huge fat bird with all his strength. The co-pilot was sweating profusely, wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead while changing the motor thrust and retracting the flaps according to the captain's command, so as to maintain the active interference system work.

Both of them understood that the attack all originated from the container in the rear compartment of the cargo transported from the Komaki Minami factory in Nagoya. These large boxes were no different from ordinary cargo, but everyone knew what the goods at the Komaki Minami factory in Nippon meant after the war.

The only areas that were completely destroyed by the Hyakuria were the Goguryeo Peninsula, the Ribang Islands, and the first island chain. By the end of the war, the surface was no longer suitable for human habitual life, and it was impossible to breathe without protective gear.

The harsher the environment, the more suitable it is to breed demons. Monsters soaked in strong acid amniotic fluid are destined to be used to fight in strong acid, and weapons born in the land of Doom will also serve in the apocalypse. The Komaki Minami Factory, which was renovated during the war, was completely closed after the war and used as a rapid trial production center for secret weapons. Tomato △□☆ Small △ said that no one knows what exactly the w-w'w-.-f'q-x-s'w'.'c'om factory is producing. But people at least know that what is being shipped here is not for famine or sewage.

The Y-2O has almost dropped to the height of field material delivery, and the drone is no longer visible outside the cockpit.

Only then did the captain have the kung fu to regain his senses. He paid attention to the terrain and height, and wondered why he had landed in this field. There will definitely be trouble with this delivery task, he expected it, otherwise the commission would not be so high. But he cried out in his heart, why is he so unlucky. At least 12 Y-2Os took off from Nagoya Airport at the same time, all painted with the same exterior and the aircraft number erased; By the time they boarded the plane, the cargo had already been loaded, and after takeoff, the 12 planes were dispersed. The captain guessed that 11 of them were fake targets, but he never imagined that they were carrying real goods in the cargo hold.

"Maybe all 12 planes were hijacked by these drones?" He blurted out casually.

"What, I didn't hear clearly, what should I do." The co-pilot thought that the captain was giving orders.

The captain didn't answer, thinking to himself about what had just happened. He had long heard that the United States had fully adopted drones to undertake security protection tasks, and even if the drones in the Arnold incident went out of control, none of the Walliers drones were grounded. Now that he is being attacked by Walliers, the captain is not at all surprised, he has never trusted any computer intelligence system, and who knows which terrorist has used this stupid group of drones.

"Are there any other planes nearby?" The captain was still waiting for the escort plane of the Prince company. ��○ eggplant ☆ novel net △▽△w-w'w-.'f-q'x-s-w'.'c'o-m

"Yes. Just behind us, he came up. But, Captain. ”

"Say it quickly." The captain was disgusted by ambiguous calls. Just as he was about to get angry, a chill suddenly invaded his back, making him shiver all over. The co-pilot didn't say anything, there was indeed a plane approaching from behind. He only felt that the top of his head was dark, and a strong sense of oppression suddenly pressed down, and he was a bit like a frog in a well encountering a thunderstorm, and there was nowhere to hide.

The whole black shadow appeared, it was a drone, and they had caught up.

"Surrender, it wants us to surrender." The captain trembled and said to the co-pilot, "Don't move anything, be careful, be careful." What it says, what we do. Remember, we all obey unconditionally and move slowly. ”

The drone flew in front of the Y-2O, held down the track, shook its wings, and motioned for them to follow.

The captain swallowed his saliva and his expression was blank.

In fact, even if you listen to this drone, it is estimated that it will not end well in the end. Whoever pilots the drone will definitely be cargo, and when the Y-2O plane lands at their designated airport, he will be killed, and the terrorists will not be able to stay alive.

While thinking about it, a few unfamiliar roars suddenly came from his headphone channel. The voice sounded young, eccentric, sticky, and high-pitched, like hysteria after being provoked. The voice of W-W-W.FQXSW was completely distorted due to excitement, making it difficult to read, and the captain could vaguely hear it: "Get out of the way!" Get out of the way. ".

Footage from the rear of the plane to the defense system: a JAS39 fighter jet with billowing smoke and a burning fuselage swooping down from the rear.

"This kid is crazy." The captain thought to himself.

The 26-year-old whooping impersonator has lost his mind due to anger and insults, and he is about to die with the Walliers drone.

The captain is an old fellow, he has the "medal" that survived the Sino-Japanese War, and he knows how to survive. But at this moment, he wanted to help this kid in his heart. The captain felt that it was really not worth it to send him to death just because he was excited and dizzy.

The group of young people had just died for helping themselves, and at this time, the captain of the Yun 2O wanted to help the last young man.

Under the control of the captain, the Y-2O transport plane rolled violently, and its full wingspan was almost vertically upside down, like a humpback whale that was turning over. The co-pilot was taken aback by such an action, and the last time he had this feeling was when he got into the drunken dad's car: "Oh my God! It's going to kill us! ”

Everyone knows what it means to defy the drone's directives in the former United States, not to mention that these drones are obviously in an abnormal working condition.

"Horizontal and vertical are dead." The captain gritted his teeth and maneuvered the Y-2O to make a large side-slip steer. He could guess that he would die because of the delivery anyway, there was no point in surrendering, and he at least wanted to help the 26-year-old through the difficulties of growing up at the last minute. It is inevitable that the teenager will be angry, but he must not lose his life for it.

He's betting! He put his life on the drone controller trying to snatch the goods. If the target was cargo, it was impossible for the other side to shoot down the plane.

Between thinking and the interplay of the wings, the Yun-2O almost instantaneously turned 4o degrees northward. The Walliers drone nimbly steered and slid under the command of the system, aiming the weapon axially at the Y-2O transport aircraft, which was turning and fleeing.

The young man who imitated the Whooping Sun had obviously been too badly injured in the battle just now, and the plane was in a terrible state, and he couldn't keep up with the drone's movements in time, and missed it in the blink of an eye.

The captain of the Y-2O looked to the right and watched.

The fire in the rear fuselage of the JAS39 fighter jet, which imitated the Whooping Day Ghost, instantly expanded, and suddenly spread to the cockpit, and then blew the entire aircraft into a ball of fire, and debris scattered in all directions. The driver parachuted, the black ejection seat was separated, the white main parachute was opened, and the driver was safe.

The captain finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the parachute open in the distance. But he suddenly had a pair of frightened eyes nearby, and his co-pilot seemed to sense death, and he was also very young.

I saved unrelated people just now, but what did I use to save the crew. Waiting to die? Or hurry up and do something before you die. The nearby electronic interference is too strong, and if there is a last word, you can only tell the sù cabin sound recorder.

He looked at the former Meida 6, which had fallen into darkness, which was once a place of miracles, and still is, the key is whether he can persevere to the end. In the midst of despair, the light will come, and the captain firmly believes this, and he also relied on this belief to survive until the end of the war, and it is no different today.

Inadvertently, a series of rumbling cannons tore through the silence of the night sky, and several blazing ballistics grazed his side, breaking the Walliers drone that was chasing the Y-2O aircraft in two.

The captain's expression froze at this time.

Who is this last savior.

He slowly raised his hand and put down the night vision device on his helmet, and he was amazed by the scene in front of him.

Who else could be the last savior, the Prince fighter finally arrived. The captain looked at the rescue fighter carefully, it did have the logo of the Prince Military Company, yes, a modified advanced Hornet fighter, with four turntable cannon pods hanging under the wings, he had never seen anyone need to load so many guns, it seemed that this was the legendary A18 attack aircraft of the Prince Company.

The captain's surprise did not stem from the plane, but from its injuries. The right vertical tail of the A18 attack aircraft had been completely torn off, and the outer segment of the right wing had been broken, and he had never seen such a badly injured aircraft still fly.

That person is the platoon artillery Bob, the leader of this escort mission, and he is now the only one left.

The unbalanced moment caused by the injury makes it difficult to maneuver the aircraft. Bob shook his head and flicked the blood gushing from his forehead to his cheeks, his beard completely stuck together by the clotted blood.

More unmanned fighters approached, like coyotes surrounding their prey.

Bob laughed, the muscles on his face arching his beard, "I see, it turns out that this is a whole conspiracy." ”