Chapter 3: Tangled Hearts

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The man and bear are reluctant, but Liao Fan is still very hard-working.

The two fighters adjusted their attitude and dived at a small angle in the direction of the city center.

"You two, why did you deviate from the prescribed course!"

"You don't care, there's something."

Ignoring Xiucai's call, the two Brewsters turned on the afterburner one after another. Two sound explosions in succession, accompanied by the cloud ring spreading out at the previous position of the fighter. After a while, the clouds formed a big question mark in the air.

This small difference is confident, arrogant, and free and easy.

High-power airborne radar for focused scanning of the ruins of what was once a grand theater.

There were many citizens buried under the theater, no less than a hundred people. The infrared spectrum shows that the figures close to dark blue are scattered motionless in various parts of the ruins mountain, like garbage discarded at will, so pitiful.

"They're all bad guys."

Liao Fan agreed with the judgment of the human bear. These people's mold star is not an explosion, but the solidified rescue sequence.

"They are abandoned, like garbage, how impersonal!"

"It's not that it's impersonal, it's that it can't be done. At the same time, more than 100,000 people are trapped and cannot be cared for. ”

"So those people deserve to die!" , the opposition is unrelenting.

"So what to do? No one could save them. ”

"So Jasmine should be damned, right! Can you accept it? ”

“。。。。。。” , the defending side is silent.

Skillfully switch between detection modes, focusing on searching for identifying signals from special necklaces.

Before he came, he was hoping to find the identification signal, but now he doesn't think so.

In the apprehensive gaze, the observer did not notice.

Broaden your search to an entire neighborhood, followed by a third of downtown.

Why didn't it find?

She couldn't have run far, she was in the vicinity when the explosion happened.

Why is there no signal on the scout?

The control action was deformed, and the Brewster fighter made a rapid head up in the air, and began to fall after stalling.

Liao Fan cursed his irrationality while desperately controlling the fighter.

"Hey! Steady, change out! Change it out! ”

The call of the man and bear came from afar, and Liao Fan pursed his mouth, gritted his teeth, and fought against gravity.

Brewster tumbled and fell. Heaven and earth are constantly turning upside down before our eyes, and the horizon is spinning. He resisted the urge to vomit and kept trying to change it.

I tried my best to stabilize my posture at a height very close to the ground. The fighter plane gained lift again.

"Good fellow, scare me to death, man-bear...

"Toot toot!。。。 Doodle!!... Doodle!!... ”

The warning radar chirped intermittently, and in the corner of the eyepiece display, an orange warning sign flashed continuously. The fighter detected a fire control radar beam shining on the surface of the fuselage.

Reflexively making a roll maneuver, the fighter turns its nose and flies to the left.

"Toot toot!。。。 Doodle!!... Doodle!!... ”

The alarm is still in place. On the radar of the enemy, there was no signal from the enemy aircraft, except for the fighters of the Academy. Liao Fan turned his head sharply and used his naked eye to look around. Except for thick clouds, nothing was found.

Performing a high-yod maneuver, the fighter plane flipped and climbed, piercing through the clouds.

The sun was dazzling on the clouds, and the gray shadows were submerged in the clouds.

"Toot toot!。。。 Doodle!!... Doodle!!... ”

The alarm sound upset him. He didn't dare to turn off the alarm, it was the only way he could detect the enemy's presence right now.

"Ivan, where are you? I'm locked up! ”

“。。。。。。”

The rustling sound in the communication loop made him worry.

Staying high in the air is a target. Aside from his worries about the man-bear, the fighter plunged headlong into the thick clouds below at a near-vertical angle.

"Toot toot!。。。 Doodle!!... Doodle!!... ”

There was something like a life-reeling ghost staring behind him, and he couldn't get rid of it several times. Beads of sweat ran down his cheeks and down his neck, and the sticky feeling only added to the anxiety in his heart.

Whether to call for reinforcements from others, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

The safest thing to do is to call the instructor, whatever the hell will be easily solved. But he didn't want to really go to the battlefield and fight hard.

"What are you still hesitating about, call Falken, that ghost is looking for an opportunity, and it will kill you at any time!"

"You can't call, you have to go to the battlefield if you are entangled by the instructor."

"What are you still grinding for, you're about to be caught up!"

"You don't want to go to the battlefield, haven't you seen enough of the cold world in the orphanage? There is no need to work hard for this society. ”

The inner struggle converged with the two voices that had been arguing, making it difficult for him to decide.

Suddenly there was a clear vision in front of him, and the fighter plane penetrated the clouds and continued to dive downward. You can't leave the clouds, at least there's a chance to hide inside.

Pull the lever to recover most of the power and open the flaps. The fighter plane trembled under the strong air resistance, and the howling of the air flow was deafening. The sudden deceleration caused a huge overload, and Liao Fan's field of vision shrank to one-third of his usual level, and what he saw was a blood-red patch.

The tremendous pressure almost empties the air in the lungs, and the anti-load is applied to the limbs in an attempt to bring blood pressure back to the heart. The two forces converge with the body, and the feeling of turning the river and the sea over can only be endured by gritting teeth.

He tried his best to keep his bloodshot eyes wide open, to distinguish the position of the fighter plane, and he had to return to the protection of the clouds before the ghost could follow.

The hand holding the lever was filled with lead, and the power lever was unusually heavy.

The Brewster fighter somersaulted with difficulty, and the afterburner rushed into the clouds.

"Whew..." , the long exhale remains, praying that the alarm tone does not appear again.

"Toot toot!。。。 Doodle!!... Doodle!!... ”

I went, and sure enough, hell.

"Liao Fanji called the long machine, I was locked! I'm locked up! ”

"The long machine received it, it's you I locked."

As the instructor responded, eight more bright spots representing friendly fighters appeared on the radar screen, one of which was closely following him.

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Pilot Brewster, leaning in the middle of the right flank of the herringbone queue, with the Man-Bear fighter in front of you on the left.

"You guy, it's not interesting enough, betray me!"

Using a private channel to avoid being heard, Liao Fan's anger was uncontrollable.

"Don't blame me, if I dare to respond to your call, the instructor will open fire immediately."

"Then you can't watch the joke on the sidelines, right? Anyway, give me a hint, such as removing the stealth state or something, so that I can compare stunts with the instructor like a fool. ”

"Hey, hey... Don't say it, you're pretty strong. We're here, I'm the most optimistic about you, betting that you can hold on for half a minute, I didn't expect you to go around with him for so long... Hey... Hahaha. ”

The unscrupulous laughter of the man and bear made him angry.

"I still said that I didn't see the joke, and even the gambling game was opened!"

"Poof... Hahaha, hahaha... Ivan couldn't help it, and Ivan laughed.

"You say, how much did you win?"

"It's not much, half a month's food expenses."

"It's okay, we'll split the account twenty-eight."

"Oh my God! Why don't you grab it! One nine, I nine you one. ”

"Hmph, I still want to take advantage of my brother by betraying my brother, twenty-eight accounts, I will be eight and you two."

"Forget it! Take a step back, I'll be three, you'll be seven. ”

"I'm six and you're four, and I won't settle this account with you."

"I was killed by you, and I broke away from the brigade with you! It's your girlfriend! ”

"Okay, okay, what a bear picks! Fifty-fifty divided, everyone is still brothers. ”

"Deal!"

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The sky slowly changed from pale gold to the pink of the sunset, and the red was particularly vivid.

A fighter plane is draped in bright colors and flies in the extremely high sky, like an eagle skimming the earth, proud and swift.

Compared to the vast earth, it is so small. The people of the earth habitually ignore such a small existence. It blew like a breeze, and there was no trace.

A group of fighters, lined up in a queue, drew a parallel trail, like a line of fighters, neat and heavy.

The people on the ground were busy with the things at hand, and only the children looked up at the sky and pointed excitedly. The faint roar made people frown, and no one cared what happened to the warhawks.

Swarms of warplanes filled the entire sky. In the sunset, the sky is cut by the trail, and a blood-colored net is slowly being formed.

The rolling man-made thunder turned the excitement on the children's faces into fear, and the adults stopped and looked up. People began to speculate that something big was going to happen.

The Brewster fleet of the Electric Thunder Academy is an inconspicuous existence among the vast number of fighters.

"This is a problem! When a rookie first entered the battlefield, he was a temporary army, and he died for a lifetime! It was as if someone was whispering to him.

"What about Jasmine? Where the hell did she go? Why is the necklace not signaling? Another voice said, as if someone was yelling at him.

"It's an opportunity to survive and gain a foothold in the social system. Didn't you look forward to such a day when you first entered the military school? . . ", he said in a calm voice.

He couldn't tell whether the sounds of imagination or reality, mixed with the roar of the engines around him, made him feel confused.

"Shut up!" , angry yelling drowned out in an endless roar. The whispering, shouting, and telling are still the same.

。。。。。。

"Can war really give us social status?"

In the communication loop, the sound of interference rustles. Liao Fan's voice seemed to come from afar.

The man and bear are worried about the cramped cockpit, there is nowhere to put their hands and feet, and the person has to curl up for hours, which is really suffocating.

"I knew I was going to be in a stuffy jar for so long, so I shouldn't have come in the first place."

"You're not scared at all? Modern warfare, no matter how strong you are, is also a matter of an instant. ”

"If you don't start fighting, Lao Tzu will suffocate to death, which immoral thing do you say designed such a position, and it is clear that it wants to suffocate people to death."

"I'm asking you!"

"I'm annoying!"

The communication loop fell silent, and the rustling sound was slightly agitated.

Fiddling with the cabin adjustment device, trying to give the huge body room to stretch. Just like the efforts of the previous hours, the results of the adjustment were still not satisfactory.

The man-bear resisted the urge to break the hatch cover, activated the on-board pure oxygen supply, and his mood stabilized slightly.

"What's wrong with you! Don't be pretentious there! We are orphans, we have no roots, we have to work hard if we want to live comfortably... ”

"I don't want to die so early."

"Lao Tzu is older than you? It's okay to die now? What are these words! You're getting carried away by a woman's business! ”

“。。。。。。”

"Wake up! You're a poor boy with nothing. Even if Jasmine is okay this time, she won't follow you. If you want to live well in the future, fighting a war is the best opportunity! ”

"What if you die?"

"Then die! We have nothing, who is afraid of whom! ”

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Hold your breath as your eyes shift focus back and forth between the projection display and the outside from time to time. Fine-tune the joystick with both hands for fear of causing excessive vibration.

He had to be careful.

Aerial charging is the biggest culprit of fighter accidents in the atmosphere in peacetime. Many excellent pilots have lost their lives because of inadvertent blinking.

The butt sticking out of the root of the fighter's main wing is tremblingly aimed at the flexible charging tube in front of it.

In the whistling sound of the air current, the charging hose "whirred" past the cockpit cover, and his hands and eyes were quick, reducing the engine output, and the fighter plane was hanging without crashing headlong into the belly of the supply plane.

The first attempt failed.

"Take your time, no... Don't panic, try ... Just relax! On the supply plane, the stammering comfort of the controller made his palms sweat.

He forced himself to stop his docking work, stretched, and removed his stiff hand from the joystick. Turn on the pure oxygen supply, and do not regain control of the fighter until the heartbeat and blood pressure return to normal values.

The fuselage vibrates violently, and it feels like sitting on a roller coaster in an amusement park. One moment he fell weightlessly, and the next he was pressed into his seat and couldn't move. Do your best to stabilize the fighter in a small area. As far as the eye can see, the large group of aircraft is like duckweed on the surface of a lake, rising and falling with the invisible air current.

Sweat soaked through the close-fitting clothes, and the wet wrapping was uncomfortable.

The prompt of the magnetic interface interlocking sounded, and the fighter entered the automatic charging program.

He was slumped in his seat. I slandered in my heart, obviously I was a space fighter pilot, but I wanted to fly a plane in the atmosphere, and if it crashed because of a charging accident, it would be too wrong.

In the slight tremor of the fuselage, only the direction of the battery was heard, and the special sizzling sound was first excited, and then it fell down.

In less than a few seconds, the fighter completed the energy supply.

With a long breath, Liao Fan used rough movements to push the joystick horizontally. The fighter jet slammed to the lower left and broke away from the charging channel.

Immediately afterwards, another fighter cautiously approached the supply plane and began a new round of air relay operations.

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At an altitude of 5,000 meters, the sun still hangs on the horizon, and the sunset reflects on the brown eyes, reflecting the fierce blood light.

Below the group of fighters, you can see large and vague man-made structures, like patches of tombstones, silent and eerie.

In this place where the lights are lit up and the rhythm of nightlife is set to the rhythm of nightlife, only the sporadic fires can be seen everywhere. Tall buildings that once lined up to mark the beautiful skyline have been reduced to ruins and spread across the land.

This is a dying city.