The Hundred Days Ghost lifts off, and the countdown to the end of the old world begins. [No pop-ups. 】

The climate abruptly changes between the sea and the sky, and the dense clouds quickly gather, sealing the sky tightly, and the terrifying landscape is suffocating.

Bill kept his composure and accurately putted the plane towards the catapult slider. At that moment, he sensed something was wrong. Bob shouted "Bill beware of the storm" from inside the headset, nearly bursting his eardrums. In front of him, an unpredictable storm blew out of thin air on the sea. The storm was sweeping across the deck, causing a drastic change in the wind currents on the deck.

"Deck Commander, report on the direction and speed of the wind."

"I can't judge, the readings are unstable, and the entire atmospheric data can't be read."

It's really bad now. The aircraft carrier does not have time to adjust its course, and if there is no wind direction and wind speed data, it cannot make adjustments to the aircraft after ejection, and it may be overturned by the strong wind in an instant. Do you want to watch the Hundred Days Ghost laugh at yourself? Bill calmed down and stared straight ahead. The catapult steam on the foredeck was also blown away by the strong wind, and wisps of white smoke hung along the catapult rails like a white beaded curtain on the ground.

"I guess the direction of the wind can be judged." He looked at the direction of the steam, "Wind speed, can be estimated." "Bill pushed the plane forward, and the F36 did not have a vertical tail, so it was not affected by crosswinds when taxiing on the ground; He was careful to keep the flaps in place to avoid being blown up by the storm like an umbrella. Although this fighter is made of high-strength composite materials, once it is rolled up, the whole aircraft will be torn to shreds in an instant like a newspaper.

In the midst of a strong storm, Bill heard a click, and the deck inspector immediately reported: "The ejection hook is in place"

Deck crews, ground crews, no one can stand firm in such a storm. They lay on the ground, clutching to the tethered holes in the deck, risking being blown into the sea to command Bill. The men put their trust in Bill the Wolf, a cynical, bohemian, adventurous young chairman. They knew that Bill could be trusted.

Bill gave them a thumbs up.

The fuselage inspector lies on the ground and gives a thumbs up, indicating that everything is ready.

The F36 fighter lowered its flaps in the gap of the storm and pushed the throttle to the maximum. Flaps are like a ride cloth, and if used properly, they can increase lift in the airflow, and if they are used incorrectly, they will drag themselves to hell.

The ejection commander tried to stand up and give the ejection command, but the wind almost dragged him into the air, and if it were not for the grip in the tethered hole, he would have been blown into the sea; The catapult officer saw that he couldn't stand up, he understood Bill's movements anyway, and also saw that all the personnel said that they were ready, the deck was empty, and the green light was on, so he did not hesitate to press the ejection button directly, without asking for instructions or hesitation, the ejection window was fleeting, and it must not be missed.

Bill saw that the outside world was getting darker and darker, so black that he had lost his sense of reality, and there was a completely black hole in front of him, and there was nothing. In an instant, the F36 turned into a silver bullet on the ejection rail, and rushed forward with a bang, unstoppable. Bill felt nothing more than his body being slammed into the ejection seat, the back of his head slamming into the headrest with his helmet on his head, and the huge overload almost crushed him into the seat. I clearly felt that the eyeballs of my eyes were being squeezed in, sinking deep into the eye sockets.

At the moment of ejection, he even hallucinated, feeling that the sun-like radiant light was shining in front of him, and he was entering a new world through this tunnel of light.

The overload gradually eased, and he was already in the air.

The F36 fighter showed good flight qualities, and the tailless fighter was more adaptable than the conventional four-tail fighter under the control control system that Bill personally participated in, and the aircraft flight attitude readings were all normal. Bill retracted the landing gear, retracted the flaps on both sides, isolated the hydraulics, and the plane began to climb at an accelerated pace. The thrust-to-weight ratio of the F36 fighter is outstanding, allowing the aircraft to accelerate and climb in an astonishing vertical motion, like a dragon out of water.

The darkness around was strange, not the darkness of the night at all, but the darkness of nothingness. Only a multi-function display with lights on in front of you can give you a real feeling.

"Bill, Sensei wants to get rid of me." The platoon Bob's A18 ejected smoothly and followed.

The head wolf smiled and said, "I don't have time to wait for you." ”

"You dare to underestimate people."

"Let's catch up. Keep an eye on it, don't get too far behind. ”

After Bill finished speaking, he began to operate on the multi-function display, activated the fire control radar, set the active scanning mode, and wanted to know the distance and direction of the first batch of production centennias, "Bob, can you see it?"

"I can't see it, and there's no radar."

He turned to the Kitty Hawk: "Can you find the trace of the Hundred Days Ghost?" ”

"This is Kitty Hawk, we can't see anything, nothing but the USS Washington."

"Leave me alone, go and inspect the Washington. Keep searching in the air, and notify me as soon as you find the whereabouts of the Hundred Days Ghost. ”

"Understood."

"Kitty, I'm going to take a detour and guide me to the nearest tanker first."

"Head wolf, this is Kitty Hawk. I'm relaying information from nearby tanker dispensers to you. ”

"I'm receiving." Bill and Bob climbed for an emergency takeoff, and didn't carry much fuel on the plane. Now that the Hundred Days Ghost is nowhere to be found, the next step will be a protracted war. The most important thing at the moment is to find a tanker. This neighborhood is a whooping ghost deterrent area, and it is estimated that the tanker aircraft will not dare to come. When he glanced at the location of the fuel dispenser marked on the multifunction display, Bill's eyes lit up, "There are really fuel dispensers around here, and the guy with the oil bar is planted." ”

"The oil bar is a plane of the Baker Island convoy, and it is not in place yet."

"I've heard of them. Send me the countdown and navigation point tracks they are in place. I searched as I approached their projected location. The other fighters are full of fuel, so they don't have to speed up to catch up, they just need to follow my trajectory and support me when the time comes. I've got Bob here. ”

"Understood." The Kitty Hawk flight operations commander replied.

"Bob, keep up with me."

"Follow." Bob was obviously dissatisfied, "Why didn't you let me shoot Bill just now, I turned the nose of the plane around, and the tractor was all coordinated." A strafing shot, what do you say about a hundred days of ghosts, it is a thousand days of ghosts, and I will blast them all into the sky. ”

It is undeniable that Bob's sweeping army is indeed powerful, and he almost completely annihilated the main force of the Maleria air defense team in the castle tower.

"I know, that's why I'm stopping you. You're going to blow him up, and we're going to all die here. As for the sin of destroying mankind, it will surely be put on you. Bill said as he set the navigation point on the rendezvous with the tanker. Now it's time to relax a little.

"Nonsense" Bao was furious, "I can beat it to pieces with one shot, and it wants to make waves again." It's good now, I don't know where the Hundred Days Ghost is flying, and it doesn't matter where the next unlucky ghost will be. Bill, it won't be long before only polar bears are left alive in the world. When the time comes, you build me an Eskimo hut, and I want a big one. ”

"No way, we want our own territory, and no one can touch it. As for your concerns, I just want to laugh right now. ”

"Why do you say that, you let that thing go. I'm itching right now, do you want to try it? ”

"The head wolf called Kitty Eagle, can you confirm with our second master, is there any place on the earth that has been destroyed now?"

"Understood, I transferred to the combat intelligence command post." After about two seconds, another voice replied, "Wolf, this is the battle intelligence report. There is no anomalous information. ”

"Maybe it's on the way," Bob argued.

"That's a hundred-day, nuclear-powered, ultra-long-range strategic weapon. It wants to do it, and a third of the planet should start burning. ”

"Anyway, you said hurry up."

"The Whoopers know us humans. If it was intent on destroying humanity in the first place, why bother to understand. ”

"How do I know?"

"It has weaknesses. It understands us, and I can go and understand it. Just like human nature, the Hundred Day Ghost also has a goal and, has the urgency to achieve the goal and the fear of not being able to achieve it, that is, a machine head that simulates human thinking, and is by no means a god. ”

"Tell me, what's the reason why it hasn't done it yet."

"Needless to say, it's all about getting hit."

"Where is the struck him, he is not dead."

"He's in the Whooping Ghost cockpit right now, but he's unconscious. I've determined that he's in a lethargic state, but with good vital signs, a sleeping lion. If you think about it, everything doesn't make sense right now. Why did Miss Wang put the Hundred Days Ghost into the body, she has a scalp system that can be operated remotely, as long as she holds the Strike, even if the Hundred Days Ghost is shot down, she also holds the ultimate trump card. As for the Hundred Day Ghost, why does it need to be attacked? That thing can attack on its own, and you can fight whatever you want. ”

"I don't understand. You're saying there's something wrong with that thing, and the electronic brain is burning. ”

"On the contrary, it's deliberate." Bill and Bob's plane arrives at the first navigation point and begins to correct its course, "Bob, tell me what you want most if you're a whooper." ”

"It wants Earth, okay. I was persuaded by you, the Hundred Day Ghost wants to kill all the human beings, and then give birth to many little white Sun Ghosts to create a Hundred Day Ghost Planet. ”

"Incredible, your joke made me laugh." Bill chuckled dryly and added, "The Centurion has a complete, new body. But what is the purpose of it to take away the Mengji. ”

"Bill, don't waste your brains. I see here that there are targets coming towards us, and they must be puppets. ”

"Puppet. Why are the Hundred Day Ghost still making puppets? ”

"Golems were made by a hundred day ghosts, that's right. The woman surnamed Wang must have assembled the full form of the Centennial Ghost for a test flight, and the Hundred Day Ghost created countless puppets during the test flight, which originally had this function, but it was all meaningless actions. You see, after the Hundred Days returned to the Washington, the clouds cleared and the puppets stopped spawning; It finishes the final commissioning and takes off again, and the puppet comes out again. That thing doesn't have a mind. ”

"No, those puppets are its plans, its deliberate plans. The Hundred Days landed on the USS Washington in order to allow Meng Struck to sit inside him. Now, its plans have officially begun. Bob, you look with wide eyes. From the castle tower to Osteria to the former United States, it has been studying us, taking the initiative with every move. Now that it's laid out, it's time to prepare the general next. ”

"Whoever lays out, whose army will be."

"Puppets are pawns; As for who will carry out the important task of the general, I will wait and see. ”

"What about the Hundred Days Ghost, I was confused by what you said, what the hell is going on between the Hundred Days Ghost and the Hundred Day Ghost, I am completely confused."

"This is its last move, it wants to be a meng, two spirits in one, borrowing the body to return the soul."

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