A new world has arrived, and there is no need to look forward to seeing the so-called familiar homeland. 『』

The intensity of the First Sino-Japanese War gave people too many illusions. This chain of conventional wars did not cause much damage to the world, there were no intercontinental missile launches, no nuclear bomb attacks, and if it were not for the loss of control of the 100-day ghost before the end of the war, the First Sino-Japanese War would not have been more impactful than the Iran-Iraq war, but it was just a cold war that lasted for decades and lasted until the end of the small outbreak. Except for the small East Asian region of East Asia, along the first island chain, and some archipelagos in the South Sea, other mountains are still mountains, rivers and waters, but a few transcontinental routes need to avoid the danger zone of abandoned nuclear power plants.

After all, it is people who really destroy the miè world.

The First Sino-Japanese War destroyed order. The change of world powers will inevitably have a huge impact, countless national governments have fallen, and almost all areas of little value have become the playground of nomadic mercenaries. Not to mention the almost collapse of the management system of weapons of mass destruction. If it weren't for the fact that most people hadn't developed the habit of destroying the world, I'm afraid that a teenager would have been able to obtain nuclear weapons through the post-war bridging LAN and send them to his home with the secret key. The reconstructed matrix-blocking network is just a drop in the bucket.

The whooping ghost destroys people's self-control and self-restraint, and gives everyone absolute freedom.

This is the new world.

Kara's vision became clearer, and rows of mushroom clouds could be seen faintly in the distance. At least four standard nuclear explosion landscapes can be clearly identified. The sunlight scattered from the dense mushroom cloud seemed to be poisonous, and the color took on a very unhealthy purple. The earth really looks like some alien planet covered in purple quartz. However, all of them are familiar, especially the pointed arch area where the mushroom cloud is obscured, as if it is a continuous pyramid, or a prehistoric building of aliens, with such a magnificent appearance, it can only be Anken Paghri Peak. It's just that the snow-covered peaks of the past are long gone, replaced by scorched black rocks. The sun is visible after all, if it can still be called the sun. Judging by the angle of sunlight, the time, and the distance, Kara began to feel extremely afraid. She finally understood why she had a sense of dislocation, as if the world had become a bizarre fantasy full of cat-headed sharks and dog-headed yellow finch. Because the world has indeed become this donkey's lips and horses' mouths, it is not difficult to judge that the land under the wings of the F-14 is the Anken Paghri National Forest.

Carla is as familiar with the place as anyone would be to their homeland. No matter where you go in the world or what you do, your childhood memories can never be erased. The roads and alleys that I stepped on when I went to school, and even the direction of every cloud in the sky and the position of every star are all partners who accompany my growth. After her service in the Navy, she never returned home. The hometown in memory is one of the very few places that has not been affected by the First Sino-Japanese War, and all the Yiqiē should still retain the pre-war appearance. But now, the terrain has almost been changed. The earth seemed to be washed by magma, the scorching hot rock was everywhere, and the trees that were once green had long since turned into something black that was knickered and clumped on the ground. It can be said that everything can be described as charred; As far as the eye can see, it is all flaming red and charcoal, and the scene of hell is nothing more than that. She could barely speak, and even after the war, she helped the Environmental Statistics Society, flying an ultralight plane to register the wildlife habitat and vegetation here, and the long list of flowers, trees, birds and animals was now charred and mushy. The F-14 fighter jet, assisted by a low-altitude navigation radar, continued to move at high speed. The terrain tracking system constantly scans the nearby terrain.

No one can stand it anymore. In front of it should be Lake Curicanti, and then past the twin lakes and the magnificent Dilong Reservoir, far away is his own home, the city of Rigao. But now don't talk about any lakes and reservoirs, the whole mountains are black and purple. It's hard to imagine what has become of Rio Taka Castle. The navigation map is constantly correcting the error, the cliff collapse is strict, the terrain here and the data of the database system have been very different, and the old map of the multi-function display has been marked with reference words. The new generation of terrain tracking scans comes with simple colors, but for Kara, she feels like a relic seeker, and wherever the F-14 passes, the map automatically turns the original green to black.

All the qiē do not reexist zài.

Rigao Castle was getting closer and closer, and she had almost lost the courage to keep going.

"Change the course and go around it."

The thought crossed Kara's mind. After following Meng's attack, he never returned to Colorado, should he let it stay in his memory forever. The original plan was to follow the course of the Colorado River and use the cover of the canyon, with the final stage of the breakthrough westward by the Infinite Mountains, followed by a full-speed, one-way assault towards Fort Leavenworth. Kara was completely relieved. She had long been convinced that this time it would be a decisive death, so she deliberately passed through the Grand Canyon and the city of Lego to the east. She believes that the motherly Grand Canyon will protect herself from the bombardment of the B-72. When she was about to make a decisive assault, she looked at Gao Cheng again, hoping to get the blessing of her hometown, which was also her last wish.

But now, it doesn't matter whether there will be anyone who can bless him, or whether there will be someone who will remember him. Kara's world seems to have completely turned into a raging fire, just waiting for her to jump into it.

"I'm lonely after all, so let's go around it."

Kara would rather die with a fantasy blessing than face the ruined city of Rigao. The mind is still struggling, and the body is already beginning to react. Human muscles are driven by consciousness, just like the famous game of closing eyes and touching hands. Kara didn't have any clear intention of taking the helm, but her hand was already gently pressing the lever to the right. The F-14 Tomcat No. 991 under him knew Kara the best, and soon understood the wishes of his owner. The right spoiler of the aircraft is gently opened, and the fuselage slides to the right. The trend was faint and soothing, and Kara didn't even notice that the plane was slowly heading south. She thought she was still flying according to the original route, but in fact, the plane had already deviated south. Ahead is not an immeasurable mountain range at all, but a zigzag mountain in complete opposite. When she reacted, Kara couldn't help but shout, "Damn." "Quickly put the lever down, pedaled the left rudder correction, and tried to get back to the original course. This deep trench route was calculated and was the fastest route to evade the search of the American-made B-72. If it is not for the lack of oil, it can even be turned on the afterburner all the way. Kara did want to go south to bypass Rigao Castle just now, but this had to be recalculated according to the terrain number Jù and B-72's range of movement, how could it be possible to go around to the south casually.

"I hope it's not found yet." She swooped down with her teeth in a hurry, almost grazing the lava on the ground. Sticky air currents rubbed against the surface of the fuselage, shaking the old cat wildly. Low-altitude supersonic flight is the biggest test of the aircraft, and if you are not careful, you may disintegrate in the air. Now all that can be done is to pray.

Unfortunately, there is one law that is most commonly used in the former American aviation industry, and that is the third of Murphy's Law:

"What goes wrong always goes wrong."

Death never knows fatigue. As long as half of his flaws are revealed, he will be targeted immediately. Before Kara could turn back in the direction of the Infinite Mountains, the sky behind her began to change. Although the east was slightly clearer due to the impact of the nuclear bomb explosion, the front squeezed the clouds behind it even thicker. Kara had just seen a large, friendless black figure appear in the terrifying cloud behind her, and then a red light stabbed out. She was completely stunned, she didn't expect the Whooping Ghost B-72 to move so fast. The beam crossed the front edge of the F-14's right air intake, shot forward, and swept across the ground. A bright line of fire immediately appeared on the originally charred ground. The is no longer laser calibrated and is shooting straight at it. Thankfully, this is a shaped laser for self-defense, and once the main laser launcher starts bombarding, the blasted rock can shoot down Kara who is maneuvering at ultra-low altitudes.

All at once my hands and feet went limp. Kara's original intention to die suddenly panicked. I can't even get to Riego City or Fort Leavenworth, and I might be killed by this demon halfway. Unwilling, absolutely unwilling! She gritted her teeth, and her eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire. The massive silhouette of the Whooping B-72 could already be seen in the rearview mirror, and once this thing was completely out of the clouds, a single blow would be enough to melt Kara.

At this time, if you lose your energy, fatigue will be difficult to overcome. Carla had never felt so tired, her arms seemed to be filled with lead mixed with acid, and her whole arm was sore, numb, and heavy; The eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and the eyes were foggy; The pain in the lower back is even greater, and it is difficult to relieve it in any position.

"Oh, I really want to lie down."

She looked ahead, and in that direction was her hometown of Ligaocheng.

Carla looked at the fuel gauge, "Originally, I was going to keep it." ”

That's what she was going to save for her last breath, and she was going to use it to charge towards Fort Leavenworth, just a little bit.

"At least, let me lie down in my hometown."

With a stroking of the throttle stick with his left hand, there was only a trace of strength left in his arm, almost enough to push the throttle forward. The old cat is also tired, as long as he pushes to 100% full afterburner, he can go home.

The Infinite Mountains re-enter the area directly in front of the head-up display. It's just that in the current state, it is simply impossible to continuously carry out ultra-low-altitude maneuvers and pass through the Guò valley area.

"Come on! I'm coming! ”

Kara pulled out the last bit of force and tried to pull the lever up.

The full afterburner climbs upright, and then it will be burned into coke by the shaped laser. But at least, the wreckage of himself can draw a parabola, cross the Infinite Mountain, and return to his hometown of Ligaocheng. That's Kara's last wish.