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www.Klxsw.com○◇Tomato □ Say.w'w-w-.-f'q-x's-w-.Novelty New Address:.Countless starlight spots are densely packed, and a familiar but creepy pattern is blurred on the charred black earth, which is indescribable, like a huge eyeball growing on the ground.

Within the halo is a salvo of semi-active guided air-to-air missiles of the Northern Army, the propulsion rocket works for a long time, and a fine wake is pulled out during the flight. The wake of the saturated missile slowly expands from a fan to a ring, like a filamentous fibrous crack in the iris; The flames shone brightly, but the central area was difficult to illuminate, and the whole thing was pitch black and bottomless, exactly like the feeling of the pupils.

There was an even darker pole in the center of the pupil, which was a tetrahedral structure of the Centoulian Ghost Comprehensive Battle Group. Four densely grouped strategic-level combat aircraft formed an impregnable air fortress under the control of the intelligent system. As the only human manipulator, it is the attack in the cockpit of the J-2OASV at the very top. No one could see his eyes, no one could know what he was thinking. Panic is spreading, and the vast majority of people believe that he is no longer human, but a parasitic brain donor.

Kara rushed ahead of the attack, ready to resist the Saturated Eagle Wall attack of the Northern Army with the strength of her own force. She was a Navy interceptor fighter pilot and knew how to deal with the onslaught of the Air Force. However, Kara would prefer that Mengbang would remember her sacrifice.

She glanced back, hoping to see the struck again, but she didn't expect a heavenly light to appear behind her. It is these flares that make up the southern half of the halo, so that the entire eye-like pattern on the earth is completely closed. ☆△◇☆Fan□ Tomato Novel Network w'w'w.fqxsw

The pupils were like the gates of hell, completely open.

At this moment, everyone noticed that the three B72s were increasing in rotation and throwing away more and more, looking like centrifugal separators. The huge tetrahedron is also gradually flattened and deformed more and more rapidly. It's like trying to suck something out of the gates of hell. Under the frantic dance of these giant strategic planes, the witnesses had some kind of illusion, as if there were indeed strange black strange spirits emerging from the ground, passing through the pupils of the earth, and entering the J-2OASV in the center.

It was shaking, and the amplitude was very violent, like a demon embryo in the womb.

Kara stared at the heights, it must have been his blow, and it couldn't be wrong.

But what about the light behind him?

Tears blurred my eyes, and I only felt that the light ahead was like heaven in a dream. Carla sensed that this was the last moment of her life.

Bright spots.

I can see clearly, the bright flares behind me are all missiles, many, many missiles, too many to count. Each one carries a proximity fuse and a chain warhead, which, when explodes, slices its body into pieces like a chainsaw. Luckily, I'm still alive and able to imprint his figure on my retina with light, so I'll never forget what he looked like. △△○Tomato △ Novel ▽ Net w-w-w'.'f'q-x-s'w'.-c-o'm

But her landline hadn't given up yet, and the F14 struggled to wriggle its body in an attempt to dodge the missiles that came from behind her. The two motorized afterburners roared and struggled with the remaining fuel, trying to take her away. This old cat, which was born half a century ago, gambled his last breath.

There was a pop from the rear fuselage of the F14, a slight sound, like a glass shattering, and no one noticed, but it was the last whimper of the Tomcat fighter. After a long period of work and load operation, the left turbine blisk deformed and disintegrated in the cavity, piercing the fuselage, like a broken rib poking out of the chest cavity. Suddenly, hydraulic oil, lubricating oil, and fuel oil, which are life-sustaining liquids like blood, sprayed out, pulling out huge smoke in the air

The plane was supposed to die in an instant, but it was still holding on. The integrated management system, designed 5o years ago, automatically shuts down the power control mechanism on the left half of the fuselage and cuts off all the hydraulic and control devices on the left side. The entire aircraft is powered entirely by the power on the right. The aircraft moves forward with half the power, and the wings are adjusted with half the degree of reduction.

It is a cat with two hearts, and even if it explodes, it is only half dead.

Kara could feel the old cat's pain in the cockpit, and she knew it was trying to do something it couldn't do, and holding on would only make the death process more painful. She wanted to pet the old cat and see it again, but unfortunately the light behind her was getting brighter and brighter, those were the new generation of air-to-air missiles sold by Prince to the Southern Army, faster and more powerful, hoping to make the pain shorter.

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To be exact, the missile flew over the top of the cockpit canopy of the F14, separated by more than 5o meters, like a toothpick from a distance. There was no maneuver steering, and there was no explosion.

Kara's eyes widened and she squeezed the corners of her eyes, and the scene around her became clearer. More air-to-air missiles passed by, mostly new AIM12ODs. If the Kara is aimed at the Kara, the new seeker and strong maneuvering ability can completely poke the missile directly into the center of the nose of the F14. But all of these missiles seemed to be out of sight, and they went straight to the northern sector ahead.

"What's going on?"

She was stunned for a moment. In front of him were all former US-made radar-guided medium-range air-to-air missiles, which could not have been fired by a single attack or fitted with a B72, but must have been fired by a group of southern military aircraft. But these missiles were obviously not aimed at themselves, but at the Northern Army.

"The Southern Army bombarded the Northern Army with a salvo?"

It's unimaginable, it's terrible. As long as you live in the former U.S. University 6, when you see this scene, you will think that this is a stab in the back of the Southern Army to the Northern Army in the life and death vote. You know, the Whooping Ghost is invincible, and this kind of thing was given the performance of "never being shot down" at the beginning of its development. In this case, Arnold's vote is not over yet, and the Hundred Days Ghost will inevitably continue to destroy half of the Big 6 according to the vote. And the number of people in the north far exceeds that of the southerners, so do you still have to guess the result of the vote?

After the end of the war, the north and the south were incompatible. These missiles are probably the Southern Army taking advantage of the opportunity of the Northern Army to attack the Hundred Day Ghosts, intending to completely annihilate the Northern Army and capture the entire Northern Free State with one body.

Kara would never believe this judgment, she knew many Southerners, and she often attended banquets with guests from the North and South, and she was convinced that such an assumption was impossible. Or rather, she has been acting as the wingman of the Hundred Strikes, and it is precisely because of the belief that the Jungle state after the war is only temporary, and that he can destroy the Hundred Days and return the world to its original state.

Is it too late?

Countless missiles swept through the central area and headed straight for the northern army.

The pilots of the Northern Free States were also caught off guard. They originally thought that the Yugoslav army had come to carry out a saturation attack with them, so they launched a decisive charge, but when they rushed halfway, they suddenly risked being killed by the missiles on the opposite side.

At this point, there is no turning back. The F15A leader in the center of the group shouted: "Freedom ......" hoarse voice and poor radio environment, making it impossible to hear what he was shouting. But one thing is certain, the Saturated Eagle Wall has no tendency to collapse, and countless fighters are lined up in dense formations, like a raging steel wave.

The Southern Army's high-altitude missiles took longer, and they were the first to pass through the Hundred Days Ghost airspace, cross the median line, and hit the Northern Army area. These missiles were the first to encounter semi-active air-to-air bombs used by the Northern Army to increase the saturation density. As the first warhead exploded, the warheads collided and the projectiles crossed, as if two large pairs of chopsticks had collided in the air. The flames formed by the explosion of the warhead were one after another, forming a straight and thick wall of flames in front of the northern and southern armies.

In an instant, it was like the Milky Way falling to the ground, or the middle of the sky was torn open with a bloody hole. The fiery and dazzling light illuminated the planes of the north and south groups red, and the goggles and oxygen masks of each pilot were all stained with flaming spots.

Not a single missile passed through the giant wall of fire.

Neither a single Southern missile was fired from the fireball and pierced at the Northern fighters, nor did a single Northern missile escape the salvo interception. The missiles equipped with the Southern fighter were all provided by the Prince Company, and their performance was far superior to that of the Northern Army's pile of post-war disposal materials. With phased array radar guidance and multi-target processing purchased by Prince, the AIM12OD missile has the ability to shoot medium-range bombs, intercepting all of these missiles without falling behind.

The fighter pilots of the Northern Army hesitated. They couldn't figure out the intentions of the Confederate army, and they couldn't guess what the leader of the other party, Bill Brown, the head of the Prince Company, was going to do.

While hesitating, the fighters of the Yugoslav Army arrived and crossed the middle line. The whole process of crossing was seen by everyone and the TV media, and fighter jets loaded with weapons and shells flew past the Hundred Day Oni battle body, but the terrible demon king didn't pay any attention, just blindly spinning and circling, like a solo dance of a person.

The Southern fighters acted exactly according to the pre-plan, and the huge group of planes scattered in the shape of petals was divided and interspersed into the saturated eagle wall of the Northern Army one by one, as if they were staring at each other, accompanying each other. The sky suddenly seemed to be mixed with white sesame seeds and black sesame seeds, and the degree and aggressiveness of the saturated eagle wall were suddenly dragged down.

The pilots of the Northern Army were almost stunned, and this sudden change made them a little confused.

Kara's F14 maintained her flight, and she looked at the center of the confrontation.

In everyone's sight, next to the Hundred Days Ghost, an F35E fighter flew steadily in the period. is so calm but high-profile and arrogant, no matter what plane you change, you can be recognized, it must be the head wolf Bill, the head of the Prince Company.

If the Hundred Days Ghost Attack brings fear to people and suffocates countless people; Then the head wolf Bill is a powerful sense of oppression, which is breathless.

The Northern Army, accompanied by the Southern Army, or rather held hostage, could only suspend the offensive. The pilot of the central lead looked at Bill, the head wolf, and it was difficult to judge whether the other party was friend or foe, and who the muzzle of the gun was pointing at.

Bill's face was captured by every long-range drone and sent by the broadcast plane, so that everyone in the former US University 6 could see his confident and arrogant smile. He lifted and twisted the fuselage with the help of a pneumatic surface and a lifting device, and the nose of the fuselage was aimed at the attack. The fire control system, the muzzle, and the axis of missile firing were all pointed at Meng.

No one could attack, because Bill, the head wolf, was in front of everyone. He can be said to be guarding the huge fleet of armies in the north and south, facing the Hundred Sun Ghost battle body that is about to take shape alone.

It seems that Bill is going to complete the duel that was interrupted in the castle tower alone, in a fair manner, and with a blow.

But in front of him is no longer the attack of the past.

The rotation of the b72 is stable in an extremely fast cycle, full of majestic power. It looks like a new whooping ghost is about to be born.