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Trommo holds the drone fighter control panel, and the indicator cursor on the touch screen moves back and forth. All he had to do was move his finger upwards, and the life of Bill the Wolf would be over. The Walliers unmanned fighter's long-range camera equipment and low-light systems have been destroyed, but it is still capable of tracking targets in infrared mode. The F35B is an excellent stealth aircraft that can fool radar at certain angles, but the huge fiery tail vent is too obvious for infrared tracking devices.

"I admire you, and I have great respect for your father. Now, I want to tell you everything I said to your father. Because, I still have hope for you, little Bill. Chuangpu said slowly, with mixed feelings, and there was a certain mixed pride in his tone.

Bill didn't speak, he maneuvered the F35B to reverse the dive, and then twisted the fuselage horizontally and sharply, as if trying to shake off the Walliers unmanned fighter that created the universal control zhì. But these efforts are futile, not to mention that the drone is far more maneuverable and agile than traditional aircraft, and it is impossible for the head wolf to wield all his strength now, and a slightly too rapid maneuver overload may uproot his mechanical prosthetic limb from his body. He struggled to secure his heavy robotic arm before each maneuvering flight.

The Walliers drone easily and perfectly bites Bill's tail back position.

Chuangpu laughed: "Look, technology is really a good thing. Whether it's a whooping ghost, a scalp system, a wooden man, or something, old men like me are always getting a headache with all the bells and whistles. ≮ ≮ read the book w╬w ╋ w ╋ 1 ╬ k ╳ a ╬ n ╳ s ┼ hu·c·c But now you can still be like you young people, fighter jets? Air combat? Hehe, but that's it. ”

He listened to Bill's heavy gasps as he said, "I asked your father if this system could be realized. Your father rejected me. To achieve this, he said, a monopoly on communication resources is required, which is equivalent to controlling the exchange of ideas among everyone in society. Your father says he can't do it, it's sin, and then talks about something idealistic. Idealism has no future, just as these technologies simply could not be realized before the war. It's not that the level of science and technology can't be reached, but that there are not enough resources to support it. I, before I took this position, the main campaign speeches, as you remember, were health insurance, but those speeches were never realized. The ideal of fairness is absolute chaos, corn is evenly divided, no one gets a single grain, everyone has to starve to death, you know? That's why we're building a new order. In the people, in the crowd, there should be a small number of great people standing above the people, managing resources, and regulating society, which is civilization. In the First Sino-Japanese War, the Central Congress 6 destroyed not our army or country, but our civilization. They professed fairness and democracy, but the result was the chaos it is today. Now, the people in the midst of war should shoulder their responsibilities, lift up those great men, and let the great men lead. Do you understand this? ”

Bill's laughter was heard over the radio, giggling and arrogant.

Tronpu's face darkened, and his cheeks twitched slightly. Years of political career have given him a very good ability to control emotions, but for some reason, Chuangpu can't stand Bill's disrespect for him for a minute: "Little Bill, you are like a half-dead stray dog now, you have no father, no ancestral property, you have lost the company and your home." I could have squashed you right now. ╠┡┞┣╋┢┞To see the book╣┟┣w'w/w'.-1、k-a/n、s'h'u-.cc"

The old man was silent for a moment, and he relented, and he realized his gaffe. Tronpu suppressed his temper and whispered, "Your father is not good at taking chances, little Bill. But you still have a chance, imagine the future, as long as you go back and obediently confess your sins, I will make you reborn. ”

Tromp stared at the display of the drone operation panel. In infrared mode, the tail flame of the F35B is very dazzling and clear, like a huge bright target, the bright light covers all the surrounding scenes, and there is only Bill in front of Tronpu.

The head wolf's reflexes begin to slow down, and his maneuvers become slower. The pursuit of the Walliers drone was very easy, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

There was a rumbling over the radio, and Bill was finally about to speak.

Tronpu smiled, closed the useless sub-windows of the map and status number on the control panel, and put the main screen to the maximum, he even wanted to see Bill's expression clearly. He was going to watch as the heir of House Prince knelt down and begged for mercy before shooting him to death.

The radio on the opposite side was in a terrible state, and all kinds of noises and alarm sounds were coming from the cockpit. The cabin environment of Wolf Bill's F35B is very different from that of Tromp, with no air conditioning system at a comfortable temperature, no soft integrated lighting, and no soft and comfortable sand that meets the highest safety standards. The F35B's cockpit is only cold, hard metal panels and sticky hot blood.

Bill gasped as he heard Tronp's words, word for word. ┣╋Read the book┞┡w=w'w-.、1'k·a^n-s'h'u^.ccI think of my father, I think of the company I lost, and I think of my friends and employees who were killed or injured because of me. What is all Yiqiē for, he is not the slightest confused about this question. The head wolf's plan and belief are extremely strong, and his goal is ahead: "Tronpu, what I want to say is ......"

"Uh-huh, I'm listening."

"I, I want to say to you," Bill saw the silhouette of the Walliers drone in the rearview mirror, calculating the distance based on the wingspan and the scale of the edge of the rearview mirror. The planes are decreasing, and the pursuers are close at hand. He grinned, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fuck you." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the F35B was fully released under Bill's control, and the four tails cooperated to make the entire fuselage suddenly rise and jump vertically. The nose of the aircraft maintains a downward tilt to aim in the suppression of wing surface forces.

The Walliers drone rushed forward in an instant, almost grazing the F35B's jaw, and suddenly crashing into the center of Bill's head-up display sight reticle.

The head wolf roared, and bombarded again. The front end of the cannon pod burst into flames, bursting out with countless tall projectiles.

It was hard for him to hit, or he didn't hit at all. Unmanned fighters are terrifying, and their capabilities are completely beyond the common sense of human air combat. Valliers instantly realized that it was rushing forward, but instead of making a sharp turn to avoid it like a human, it sank its fuselage and tilted its head, its whole body as if it was rolling backwards as it moved forward, like a billiard ball spinning backwards. Although the black triangular fuselage rushed forward, the gun muzzle and fire control equipment were always aimed at the head wolf's plane. ≤∨≡∨∧≤≈≠∧ want to see? 書≧w╬w╬w╬·1kanshu·c·c·c

The two machines are staggered, and it is completely a close-range face-to-face fight.

The drone didn't fire, and its agile movements dodged all the shells, but let it get out of control. Unmanned fighter jets may not have to take care of the physiological limits of human beings, but they are still bound by the influence of physics and gravity. Successive negligent maneuvers, thrust reversals, and anti-wing attitude retention deprived it of its precious degree and flight vector, and now the plane continued to fall, even though the muzzle was pointed at the wolf.

Bill looked at the fallen Walliers and said in Tamp's tone, "High-tech? Drone? Ha, but that's it. How is your old thing's high-tech experience, do you still feel like a young warrior? ”

Walliers was on the verge of losing sight and could not keep his muzzle aiming. It automatically turns to a head-down dive, recovering the degree needed to fly.

Chuangpu has not fired a gun, not because of compassion, but because of his unforgiving age. Walliers drone reacted quickly, not only dodging the attack perfectly but always maintaining a counterattack posture, but the video footage of the large-scale action was suddenly projected in front of Tromp, presented in the largest picture; The sudden expansion of the points of light, the scattering of light, and the rapid flow of light and shadow made the tired old man feel very uncomfortable, and he was faint. I didn't even know that I could have shot Bill Jr. just now.

He furrowed his brow for a moment before he regained his strength.

Things have come to this point, and killing Bill must not be done by anyone else.

"Greetings to your father, then, little Bill."

After speaking, Tromp swiped the list of functions on the screen and gave an attack instruction.

The Walliers drone regained its fù degree again, reversing its tailspin and drawing a beautiful half-arc. Under the command of Tronpu, the UAV started the afterburner, which is a new combat UAV with high afterburner produced after the war, with a thrust-to-weight ratio of nearly 3, which is 3 times that of ordinary manned fighters, and its ability is completely superior to that of fighters produced before the war.

Its motives are fully opened, and afterburners emit strange screams, like witches in the night. The surging power makes it evil and terrifying. Almost instantly, Walliers regained the altitude and degree he had just lost, and once again grabbed Bill's F35B fighter.

No matter how strong the drone is, the air combat tactics are also written by humans. Bill knew that when the enemy plane did not have an advantage in degree and altitude, it should dive and re-pursue, complete a low-yo maneuver and re-bite its tail.

Bill is also fast, and more importantly he knows the traditional way to circumvent it. Today, when fighting with drones, it is a routine fight. His every move must be unexpected by the drone and outside the recording of combat data in order to defeat the computer. Although the F35B is bulky, every maneuver is unexpected by the drone. Walliers flew in a serpentine manner in a series of misjudgments. However, it moves too fast, and its flight trajectory is more like a line of lightning.

Tronpu can't stand this kind of picture. He was too tired, but he never wanted to miss the moment when he witnessed Bill's death, and he wanted to be sure of Bill's death: "You, as long as you dare to pause for half a second, I will definitely let you die." ”

Bill didn't answer. Unlike Tronp, his own body sat in a fighter jet, and the violent maneuvering overload was tearing through his body. Every sharp turn brings with it sharp pain and black vision, and sometimes it feels like your blood is going to spurt out of every pore. The F35B is not a fighter designed specifically for air combat, and now it's Bill's turn to lose degrees in a hurry.

In an instant, Bill's robotic arm was ripped off his body. He barely slammed to the right, immobilizing the robotic arm. At this time, he opened his mouth wide and tried to inhale but could not inhale it; The heart beats hard, but it can't hold down a single bit of blood.

He knew death was coming.

A huge fireball exploded in the night sky, and the cannon of the Walliers unmanned fighter was mounted in a turret and could be diverted to fire. It caught Bill's pause and without hesitation began to shoot in cold blood. In an instant, the scorching chain of anti-aircraft shells tore the F35B fighter to pieces at once.

The head wolf's fighter plane seemed to be crushed alive in the air.

"Look, look." Tronpu's eyes froze, and he felt a stream of heat rush to his head, making him dizzy. It took a long time for him to pick up his words, "I said that I would kill you if you paused for half a second." ”

He was paralyzed in relief, leaning back in the comfortable sand.

It was still dark outside the porthole, but Tronpu laughed inexplicably: "The new dawn of the former beauty can come." ”

His gaze returned to the drone control panel, and his smile gradually froze.

In the center of the screen, a parachute appeared.

Bill the head wolf is still alive.