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Pan-American Pact President Tron Pulp was still staying in his plane, and the good soundproofing facilities kept him from being disturbed by the noise of the off-board power car. The large display screen in the cabin of the special plane showed the tragic situation of the scuffle in the Prince company and the situation in the nearby airspace, and the secretary, two deputies and his entourage sat next to them, who looked a little nervous and honestly afraid. Tromp is like being forced to watch a superficial and boring hot action movie. He casually flipped through the official documents and materials in his hand, and raised his eyes from time to time to see that the bloody civil war in front of him was just a layout on a chessboard for him.

Bill, the sole heir to Prince, the head wolf, declined his invitation to negotiate, and Tronpu was not surprised. Even his disrespectful, stern tone that offended him could be fully estimated by Chuangpu.

"If you don't talk about it, then you can't help it." Tronpu said to himself, "It's really like your father." ”

Bill Prince, the head wolf, whom Tronpu once regarded as an important character, now had to give up. In the past, Prince was quite useful to Tromp, not only to balance the old arms companies that were still dead after the war; Moreover, after the substantial collapse of the federal government, such a vector of unofficial military activity was also needed among the free states. Prince is undoubtedly the best, and Tronpu feels that it's a pity that Bill can't always be smarter.

Tronpu grew up watching Bill. He had a good personal relationship with Prince Sr., and won a lot of votes from the South, and the Pan-American Entente actually had a credit to Prince Sr.

The corners of his wrinkled eyes squeezed, and the old man accidentally slipped into his own memories. Tronpu really couldn't imagine that the elder Prince would betray for a fighter, and Bill, the heir, was also obsessed with it, which was really stupid.

"Is the Hundred Day Ghost really worth it?" Tromp flipped through the report of the Langley Building, and the paper was littered with messy numbers and dry photo captions. This country's ancestors were the first to build the atomic bomb and end the war. Today, times have changed. "The new generation, revolutionary weapon of mass destruction, is artificial intelligence." He couldn't help but read out the paper report, "That is, now even fighter jets can make campaign speeches." ”

Tamp let go of the headache, he felt that someone should take care of these minor matters. Whether it is an atomic bomb or a 100-day ghost, they are just political tools. No tool is irreplaceable, and no one is indispensable. It is incomprehensible that his former friend, Prince Sr., betrayed for the sake of such a tool. As for the murderer of Old Prince, it was not actually any one person, but the post-war New American system; Bill, now he is going to die under the system. No one is guilty of this, they are to blame. Tromp built its own ideas in mind.

The screen of the special plane switches to night vision mode, and the F36 fighter jet of the head wolf Bill is steadily tracked by the camera in the center of the frame. He can't seem to defeat the Walliers drone squad, but he hasn't been defeated either, and it's hard to tell the difference between you and me. From this clear picture alone, it is clear that Bill's company has long been fully monitored; But even with detailed information, the people present could not tell why. The president of the Pan American Entente was bored, he closed his eyes and rested. The fierce air battle was too long for him as an old man.

"But that's it."

Tronpu was a little surprised, he thought that Bill would quickly pack up the drone so he could move on to the next offensive. But it's ridiculous that the legendary king of Nanyang mercenaries can't deal with a few unmanned fighters. Is this the limit of a human driver, even Bill?

In the dark, Trangpu seemed to sense that something was unusual.

The mobile phone of the attendant next to him rang, and the man took out the phone, answered it as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately got up and respectfully handed the mobile phone to Tronpu.

His slightly narrowed eyes could be seen in the corner of his eye, and his brows were slightly furrowed, a little unhappy. He neither raised his eyes nor answered.

"It was Ms. Wang's phone call from Shishi Military Company, and she said there was an emergency."

Tronpu took it and coughed lightly.

On the phone, Wang Xiangzhu's voice was a little impatient: "What do I want?" ”

"You've forgotten the right way to make a request. I forgive you this time, but you have to ask for it again. I've taught you how to respect me, king. ”

"I'm still dictating the situation."

"Miss Wang, do you think you can decide the situation, so you can disrespect me?"

Tromp opened his eyes at this time and looked at the screen in the cabin of the special plane. More than sixty percent of the Princes Company has been lost, and fast-moving combatants can be seen around every corner. Although these professional civilian armed forces disguised themselves as refugees, they were all from the Shishi Military Company without exception, and even the Walliers unmanned fighter planes in the sky were also under the control of the base station of the Shishi Company's Aviation Combat Division, and no one invaded or used them, these were all private forces controlled by Miss Wang.

As she said, the Stone Lion Company completely captured Prince, and she could get everything here; On the contrary, she can also retreat immediately, and even turn back and join forces with the head wolf to fight against Tronpu, both of which are very unfavorable to Tronpu. It's just that Miss Wang's ultimate goal is not Tronpu.

"I did what I promised, and you need to keep it."

"My Promise" Tron lengthened the tone.

"Yes. Where the hell is the thing you promised me? ”

"You're talking about the activation code for the Hundred Days." Tronpu seemed to be deliberately elongating his voice and delaying time, "Activation password, yes, nuclear bombs need activation passwords, and things like whooping ghosts also have passwords." Especially the scalp terminal of the whooping ghost.,As long as you get its activation password.,You can copy the intelligent system of the whooping ghost.。 Miss Wang, are you waiting for those drones? You know, the activation password will turn them all into 100 ghosts. ”

"That's what we said."

"Miss Wang, things don't all go your way, it's like you think you're still deciding the situation. However, I am not a man of my word. Tronpu looked at the screen and said slowly, "However, our agreement is that you have to kill the wolf first." ”

"How do I know you're going to keep your promise."

"I know your interests very well, and I let you know my interests."

"That's good."

As soon as Wang Xiangzhu's words came out, a huge explosion and fire immediately appeared on the screen.

Surveillance personnel zoomed in to see a Walliers drone torn apart, its head and left wing shattered into several pieces of wreckage, crashing in burning flames. In the opposite direction, there was a fighter jet writhing violently, it was the F36 of the wolf Bill. The entire right wing of the Bill's fighter was torn open, the flaps were completely detached, and the skin of the wing was torn into rags. Judging by the situation, the F36 was hit by Walliers. Bill really didn't expect the drone fighter to suddenly dive and collide, and he was caught off guard, and the entire right wing was knocked out of a big gap.

The F36 was originally small, but after being hit, it lost its balance and damaged the rudder surface, making it difficult for the entire fighter to maneuver.

The other two Walliers drones pounced, the timing was accurate, the coordination was perfect, and the fighters aimed at Bill took turns firing, and Bill was probably certain to die. The artificial passive assistance system that incorporated Bill's efforts seemed to suddenly realize something, and the F36 suddenly jumped up and down with all its energy. Roll twice in the opponent's bombardment trajectory, open the recovery hatch, and then with a bang, the ejection seat kicks in automatically, throwing Bill into the air.

This series of movements was something Bill didn't expect, and it wasn't until his wingsuit system unfolded and slowed down in response to the air flow that the head wolf came back to his senses and saw that his F36 was already far away.

The once sleek and shiny fuselage has been blackened by the smoke and flames, and the smart flexible skin has been completely peeled away, revealing the fresh trusses and broken wires inside. The F36 raised its nose high and slowed down, as if giving a final salute to Bill, and then continued to perform a high-overload and overstall maneuver, instantly turning the fuselage, the cannon running, and firing at Walliers' drone in mid-air.

The cannon rumbled, and the firelight illuminated Bill's face and wings.

He knew that if the action just now was to be completed, it would generate at least 25 times the gravitational overload, and the F36 fighter would have to throw Bill out to complete this critical action.

The pursuing drone fighter was smashed head-on and turned into a fireball and fell down. F36 was also injured, but it still insisted on turning the fuselage over again, opening the belly recovery pod, and preparing to pull Bill back into the cockpit. This F36 fighter, like its owner, Bill, never gives up easily, does not send to death, but tries to win.

Bill couldn't believe that his fighter could do any of this, but this qiē had happened, and there must have been something called consciousness or even intelligence. Bill saw the F36 open the Fulton recovery device, and raised his right arm in the direction to launch the recovery cable. The F36 flight control system has written the broken right wing into the corrective control system of the flight control system. It's like Bill, a brave warrior who lacks a right arm.

It's just a pity that the height is not enough.

Originally, this air battle took place between buildings, and the stall maneuver and cannon fire caused the F36 to lose a lot of speed and altitude. As soon as the F36 grabbed Bill's recovery cable, the entire fuselage slammed to the ground, kicking up billowing and tumbling soot. Bill was dragged into the thick smoke and dust.

In Tronpu's special plane, several entourages and soldiers of the Northern Army couldn't help but stand up, looking at the smoke on the monitor, the picture in the night vision device was like burying their faces in marshmallows, and they couldn't see anything clearly. Tronpu had already opened his eyes at this time and looked at the monitor. This is the moment he really cares, and the whole plan of Tronpu is only one last step.

Miss Wang's voice came from the phone:

"I've killed him, keep your promise."

Wang Xiangzhu, the new executive of Shishi, is also running another set of plans, and now it is also at the last critical moment: "What is the activation code of the Whooping Ghost prototype system?"