The shadow of the Hundred Day Ghost is gone. 【Latest chapter reading. Before nightfall, Kara gets the shocking news.

The terrifying demon king on the horizon and the life-seeking demon on the way to survive suddenly disappeared into thin air. It's a strange feeling, like a kind of relief after waking up from a nightmare, the deep valley of corpses and the long river of rotten blood in the nightmare are all imaginary imaginations, and I am in the warmth of my home.

It can't be true, it's too much to believe.

Kara asked the tower to confirm it from the outside world for the first time, but this sudden good news seemed undoubted. The radio stations were full of cheers, and the host announced the news to the suffering crowd like a New Year's Eve party, and it was unbelievably good news that the world's crisis had been lifted, so good that it was fake.

Half an hour later, the photographic reconnaissance plane sent by the Baker Island escort returned to the base. The RA18 reconnaissance Hornet fighter was specifically designed to confirm the situation of the Whooping Ghost Shadow, landing and taxiing on the runway. Before the plane could come to a stop, the members of the airport analysis team jumped into the car and rushed towards the plane as fast as they could, and they all wanted to confirm it as soon as possible.

The truth is more optimistic than imagined. They were going to quickly disassemble the camera, remove the film, and develop it, but the pilot of the 18 reconnaissance plane stood up directly from the cockpit and shouted while waving his hand: "Praise God, praise today, no thing"

There was no doubt that the huge figure cast by the Whooping Sun on the canopy of heaven had disappeared.

The strange thing didn't stop there, the thick clouds that had been accumulating slowly dissipated, and the sea fog near Baker Island gradually disappeared. For a mercenary who is accustomed to cloudy days and dark nights, it is incredible.

The night is low, like ink. Kara watched as the Daytime Combat Team returned, and she and Falcon 2 reconfirmed that the Hundred Sun Shadow had indeed completely disappeared. There was no joy on her face, and she didn't intend to celebrate with the other mercenaries. Kara realizes that something is wrong. The disappearance of the shadow does not mean that the Hundred Day Oni is dead, nor does it mean that the world will usher in light; Instead, she realized that the situation was slipping in an unpredictable direction.

The sky finally cleared, but the sun did not linger, and night fell. When the condensed sea fog dispersed, there was no light scattering, and the surroundings became even darker. She returned to the hangar complex with concern, and it was the most tense time before the night battle. Fighter jets undergoing overhaul are parked in front of each hangar, surrounded by bright lights. Although the shadow of the Hundred Days Ghost has disappeared, his pod detection information shows that the puppet's activity has not decreased, and there will still be a fierce battle tonight.

What the hell was going on, she couldn't figure it out, she just felt a little stuffy in her chest. Kara lifted her head and stretched her arms, breathing deeply, trying to clear her mind.

Baker Island today is weird and looks very different from usual. The clouds cleared, and for the first time, she had a clear view of the Baker Island base. The light pierced through the clear air, illuminating the surroundings yellow-orange-orange, and the Baker Island base was gradually revealing its true face from the fog. The blackened burns on the side of the runway still trace the outlines of the last moments of the victims, and the uncleaned blood stains on the outer wall of the hangar take on an asphalt-like glow black in the night. People in this world still can't see clearly and can't see far, so that they can live more peacefully.

Carla sighed, good things and bad things change back and forth, and you don't know what is good or bad.

Today's Baker Island convoy is not what it would have liked. It is originally spontaneous and natural, just like a dog in an area will spontaneously bite and kill a mad dog that intrudes into it, maintaining the balance it deserves. It's the nature of the nomadic mercenaries, they never care about the art of war or the nobility of knights, they do it for the most basic survival.

It's a pity that when human nature is never satisfied, the Baker Island escort has had to be involved in the whirlpool of capital since the day it accepted the donation from the former government. This combat team has so far completed several escort and transfer missions for the fleeing fleet, and gradually formed a support line on the west coast to gather on Baker Island to rest and reorganize Port Moresby, and this is the only reason for Kara's original intention. But as the free states continued to receive more and more donations, funders began to ask convoys to extend their security to the central part of the Northeast Pacific Basin, where the direct Whooping Ghost shadow coordinates.

If the convoy refuses to stop in the area around Baker Island, it will inevitably be accused by others of using the illegally occupied island to attract donations, lying on the route of people fleeing like vampires, and plucking the feathers of geese. Based on this, if the convoy wants to stay on Baker Island to save more people, it must attack the shadow of the Hundred Suns, even if it has no effect, even if the price is a senseless sacrifice. Only bloody sacrifices can absorb more capital and make money rotate in the pool of blood.

Kara does not agree to go to assault the Centuans, and it is more important to ensure the evacuation path of the refugees. Just yesterday, the mercenaries listened to her and consolidated their forces near Baker Island. Now that the shadow of the Hundred Days has disappeared, will the mercenaries still listen to her?

What's the matter, it's time for me to leave anyway.

The Baker Island convoy has been able to operate autonomously, and there is no need to stay. What's more, there's a smell of its own pesky in the air. She didn't bother to go back to the dormitory now, and after landing, she took a hitchhiker back to the tool room of the reinforced hangar to rest. It's full of clutter, but it's much cleaner than in many places.

Next to the runway are two C2 greyhound transport planes with advertising images of chocolate and doughnuts painted on their fuselages. The island is sensitively watched by private Osterian express companies and mercenary suppliers, their planes loaded with food, alcohol and contraband, ready to make a big deal. The suppliers didn't even bring fancy shopping guides to ensure that there was more space to carry the goods.

The reinforced hangar is in the rear area, and you can see a few people in the hangar road from afar.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

"Go ahead, it's no big deal." His tone sounded like that of an elderly elder, "Get rid of distractions and burdens, and you can succeed." People have to be free and easy. As he spoke, he handed over a large bag of bread, "Let's have something to eat." ”

She walked over to the door and sat down next to him. In the corner, there is a pile of out-of-field dinners that have just been delivered by logistics, all of which are sealed and packaged. It seems that those two transport planes did send a lot of good things.

"I reckon you're leaving, just faster than I thought. I have to thank you, Kara, or I wouldn't know where to get by. It's a pity that I don't know how long this will last. ”

"It's going to get better and better, and there will be more mercenaries joining tomorrow."

"How many mercenaries are enough, how terrible is that shadow. Although I can't see it now, I can feel that it's still there. ”

"You think it's still there"

"What is it, what the hell is the shadow of the Hundred Day Ghost." Grasshopper asked.

"I wish I knew." Carla sighed, "It's like a mirage, some kind of atmospheric phenomenon. ”

"Was that figure a hit?"

"From a distance, it does look like it's standing under attack."

"To be honest, I don't think Maverick's words are entirely unreasonable. I mean, the Hundred Sun Ghost may really be our protector. ”

"Why?"

"I don't know, a feeling. Anyway, I don't think it's a good idea to assault the Hundred Sun Ghost Shadows. ”

The wood is already in the boat, and no one can stop it. Like monkeys, this group of mercenaries learned that the tigers in the mountains were gone, and they couldn't wait to occupy the entire mountain forest. The night battle is about to begin, and this is Kara's biggest fear, as there will be two Centennias system carriers in the team, both piloted by a new generation of young people.

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