"So she's Kara, she's the wingman who's been struck. Words * love * first * hair 『』?? A small?? Say ww?w?.? １?xiaoshuo”

The new escort pilot, Maverick, lay on the windowsill and looked out motionlessly. The sky began to darken, and the safari mercenaries who had completed the day's mission sat on chairs outside the tarmac in twos and threes, some with their legs crossed, and some of them shook their feet meaninglessly, and they had to hurry up and rest. Emergency orders for support were coming at any moment, and in order to stand by the fighter jets, they pulled canned food and cooking carts from the canteen to the lawn north of the tarmac, almost eating and sleeping.

Sunset was short-lived, and ground crew and on-call pilots hurried to get their campfires up and prepare to dry their wet coats. The sea breeze at the base of Baker Island was constant, and the sea fog was too heavy, and the clothes seemed to be glued all day long, sticky. There are dryers and stoves on the base, but these are extraordinary times and everyone uses as little electricity as possible.

In the midst of the chaotic crowd, Maverick keeps an eye on the giantess Kara.

"Yes. Kara leads the Night Fight group. During the day, it was Falcon 2 leading the team. The grasshopper probed the probe next to it, "It's almost time to strike." ”

"I want to be a slam."

"I want to, too."

The two boys talk about Kara, the whooping ghosts, and some inconsistencies in the house. With borders broken down and modern technology making long journeys easier, this is a more suitable time for teenagers, an era of complete freedom and uninhibited freedom.

"You just sleep here, I'm going to the tower to be on duty at night, and I'll come back for my friend, who is called Hammer." The hammer looks a bit fierce, but it's actually quite soft-tempered. By the way," Grasshopper swallowed, "don't talk to him about making the Centurion a protector or anything like that." ”

"Why?"

"His parents died at the time of the puppet boom, and he definitely didn't want to hear any good words about the Hundred Days."

"But what do you think, do you feel that way?"

"I can't tell." The grasshopper shrugged his shoulders and his expression was relaxed, "War is like this, there is no one right and who is wrong. In the First Sino-Japanese War, who is righteous? The former beauty said that the Chuo Da 6 changed the status quo, so it was evil; But the Central 6 has changed the old face of this world, and I don't think it's worse than it used to be. You look at the new eastern capital of Nanyang, the reconstruction of the central 6 is so efficient and fast, and it has been built like a paradise, and I hope that other places will soon be transformed into the new eastern capital. The Central Big 6 has always been fast. Whoever can make me live a good life, I think whoever is good. ”

"That's what I thought, too." Maverick is very interested in this topic, but he obviously has a different focus, "The current world exhibition is right, breaking down the borders of the whole world and achieving the balance of power of the people, you know, the balance of power is very important." After the balance of power is achieved, the world can be saved by a core with absolute power and execution. So, the next step is the action of this core. It will have the power to save the world, that is, to lead the world of balance of power. ”

"What core? Oh, should I ask, who would have this ability. ”

"Hundred Days."

"Hundred Days? But," the grasshopper didn't finish, and laughed a little, "do you really think it's the Hundred Days Ghost who saves the world?" ”。

"Of course. It has the power to save the world. If you want to save the whole world, you can only rely on the Hundred Days Ghost. ”

"But the Hundred Days Ghost has ruined the world."

"It is the old world that destroys miè, the old world is bound to be destroyed, and the whooping ghost wants to complete the replacement of the world. In fact, the Whooping Day Ghost has pointed out a bright path and a way forward for our future, isn't it? ”

"It has no right to determine the future of humanity."

"It has no rights, he has rights. The Hundred Days Ghost is his incarnation, you know, it's a striking. I think that Meng Struck is a hero, a hero who bears all the responsibility alone. The qiē he did was originally the only way for human evolution, and his greatness lies in daring to bear this qiē and take responsibility for it. ”

There was a sigh from the side: "God, this is still a little thinker." ”

Giggles followed, but not loudly.

The grasshoppers realized that their discussion had attracted the rest of the resting mercenaries. The mercenary apparently thinks Maverick is a childish ghost, but laughs and doesn't judge.

"I say this because everybody is running away. The Tromp men ran, the Free State Defense Forces ran too, and looking across the land covered by the Pan American Entente, even Osteria, no one was running to the west, to the Nanyang and Nippon Islands, which were closer to the Central 6. And Meng Yan didn't run, and the Hundred Days Ghost didn't leave behind the old world that had been destroyed, and he was still making the last effort to save the world and incubate a new world. ”

"! Can you shut up! The mercenary on the bed next to him scolded angrily. He was resting, and he had to be on duty at night, but now he was disturbed by the stupid words of a hairy boy. If it was just small talk, he couldn't imagine how anyone could see something like a whooping ghost as a savior. He had been a member of the Free State Defense Force and had successfully protected the tanker from landing on Baker Island, but this heroic act was described by the imp as an unbearable, shameful escape.

"Nope! The strikings are great, and the whooping ghosts are great. "The greatness of the calf is that he is above the chaos in the name of freedom, and he has avoided the misuse of the banner of freedom. It has the power to unify and coherent a qiē, and he will complete the foundation of the new world. ”

"If he is legitimate, elected, and bloodless, then I will agree with you." Another middle-aged mercenary at the door interjected.

"This can't be, the old world is rotten and corroded from the roots. There is deception and lies everywhere, and we have not been deceived by the Pan-American Entente. In the end, the people can only be forced to hand over power to the most powerful, and the former United States is a living example, the law of the jungle will eat the strong, the balance of power will be broken, and the world will continue to rot like this. But unlike Meng, his Hundred Days Ghost maintained the balance of power in the world with absolute power and saved everyone from class oppression. Don't you see, the Hundred Days Ghost destroys the people who are at the center of the political and financial power, and the people who weigh on our heads? And we're all fine. You will realize that the struck is a great man, and this is a great cause. ”

"Who drove this man away." The mercenary in the bed next to him said.

After a long time of no answer, the mercenary jumped up and glared at the calf. He spat viciously, "Silly Bi." Then he rolled up his quilt, picked up his bag, and turned away, "This house stinks." ”

The mercenary at the door dodged to let him leave, and then said, "Killing people is a great cause? I can't agree. Even though I don't like the East Coast guys, I hate the hypocritical upper-class people who make the world unfair. However, if it is only for the sake of creating what you are talking about, the balance of power, you have to kill all the powerful and rich? ”

"No, war, change, there are casualties. It's not killing, it's progress, it's thinking. ”

"Yes, murderous thoughts. It's the first time I've heard someone talk about killing people so great. ”

"Your thinking is too extreme, and extreme should not be asserted." Maverick stood up.

Just as he was about to speak, another person asked, "My former home was in Legao, Colorado, and I heard that Kara's old home was there." The city of Rigao was not destroyed, but what was wrong with the people there? Are there some damn politicians or plutocrats living there? ”

"Don't say it's Rigao City." Another shouted, "Life and death elections, north-south lines, all the cities have been destroyed." How are you going to explain it. His tone was extremely hostile.

"Speaking of Arnold's life-or-death election, I remember New York City dodging a nuclear bomb, right? That's why you kid is so unscrupulous. Arnold should have ...... New York City as well," he didn't continue, or he might have become a target.

Everyone is staring at the calf.

He was once again in the embarrassment of being isolated. Everyone seemed to have suddenly grown taller and become giants, and they surrounded themselves in the center, like little pitiful insects. The calf's throat choked a few times, his face suddenly turned red, he didn't know which sentence to start answering, he didn't even know what to say. The corners of his mouth twitched, not crying or laughing, as if he wanted to laugh, but it was a sad face. The impassioned and unrestrained sense of severity just now is gone, and the remaining expression has become a very innocent childishness.

"Enough trouble! You want him to answer everyone's questions at the same time. ”

Everyone was startled by the shouting coming from the door, it was Kara's voice.

The giantess bowed her head slightly and walked into the house, "I forgot all about the attack at night, and I slept in a daze during the day!" ”

At this time, the safari mercenaries who came in to listen to the excitement remembered that they would have to change shifts to carry out the rescue escort mission for a while. They should have lifted their helmets as soon as they wanted, and those who should have sorted out their equipment began to tidy up immediately. I was so fascinated by the discussion just now that I forgot about the business.

"I, I can actually answer these questions." Maverick was overjoyed to see Kara speak for herself. He squeezed past the mercenary and walked up to Kara, "I'm going to attack too, can I go and prepare?" ”

"No, you stay."

"Why? My whooping ghost system is very good, and I can control it completely. I can make it easy for you to win. The whooping ghost is our protector. ”

When Kara heard this, her face changed suddenly. She didn't answer and turned away.

The calf was stunned, not knowing what he had said wrong.

The mercenaries rushed out of the house and ran towards the combat standby room, where they had to start boarding after a simple set-up. The last mercenary bumped into the calf: "Grow your eyesight, boy, you still have a lot to learn." ”

"Why? Why don't you let me go. ”

"Look out for yourself!"

The calf looked out the window, and it was already dark. The power of the fighter jets has been activated, and the navigation lights and anti-collision lights have flashed each other. Behind the fighter, there was a huge figure moving slowly, it was the -135 tanker "oil bar".

"Tankers?"

"I don't understand, boy. That tanker is also a civilian whooping system, and Kara won't let two centennias in the team. He slapped the calf on the back of the head and ran out the door.

The calf watched everyone go away, and even the grasshopper returned to the tower to take over. He took a few steps forward and saw that his active intelligent Centennial Ghost fighter, the F-1CV/F, was parked on the tarmac, and the boarding ladder was not even removed.

"No, I've got to strike." He bit his lip, "I have to prove that the Hundred Day Ghost is our protector, and this is my mission." ”