At the airport, Adam and Ouyang Qi, who received the order, ran in the direction of the fixed-wave aircraft, as well as the only remaining ace pilot.

No, there are still two ace pilots alive, and they were replaced by Adam and Ouyang Qi.

At this time, the two ace pilots who were replaced were chasing after them from behind: "Captain Augustine, Deputy Ouyang, wait a minute." ”

Hearing this, Adam and the others slowed down, ordering that they were not allowed to waste too much time.

The two people who caught up, one of them said, "Captain Augustine, Deputy Ouyang, let's go." ”

"yes, let's go." Another chimed in.

"You're going? Are you kidding? Adam didn't look at them, and ran towards the plane, "When you were replaced, you were already on standby, don't you know?" ”

"That's right, don't expect to take credit from us." Ouyang Qi also refused.

"It's you, not us, and I don't care about the credit." Adam turned his head to look at her, "I only care when those damn guys die and when they die completely. ”

"I know that you are a person with a strong sense of honor in the family, and I want to wash away the shame of the family, although I don't know the content of "Thunder and Lightning's Sorrow". The crimson middle shatter floated slightly, and Ouyang Qi's expression was indifferent, "But remind you, you should leave some words for Deputy Robert, this is likely to be the last word." ”

"You stayed?" Adam asked.

"I left it for the first mission, and I changed it dozens of times in between, and now there is nothing to change, and it's perfect." Ouyang Qi said calmly.

"I'm not an articulate person, and Vanessa knows I love her." After a pause, Adam said, "Am I irresponsible?" ”

"The word 'very' is used just right."

"Then wait until you come back and double the compensation for her."

"Can't come back?"

"Next life."

The two of them forcibly turned the conversation of the four into two chats, ignoring the ace pilot next to them.

In front of the fixed-wave aircraft, Adam, who had boarded the gangway, waved his back to the two pilots: "Go back and train hard, I wish you to take off the hat of 'alternate' as soon as possible." ”

The two wanted to say something, but they were stopped by Ouyang Qi's majestic eyes, mixed with guilt and gratitude, and they couldn't say which one was more and which was less.

Stop the "Fengshen" at all costs, everyone knows that there is no credit at all for this nine deaths, there is only honor, the honor of the dead, and the honor of dying in battle.

Entering the cockpit, Adam and others began to debug and test the equipment.

Letting someone else replace him when he knew he was dead, neither he nor Ouyang Qi could do it. It's not because of a sense of justice, it's not because of selfless dedication, it's pride, and pride doesn't allow them to do that.

In this world, many things are more important than life, and their pride is like that.

No position in the rookie club is obtained out of thin air, Captain Dawn and the Zhuxing vice team are Adam and Ouyang Qi with brilliant results and outstanding feats, and their pride is being created in the process of one thrilling task after another.

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Dongtan Wetland Park.

The muddy mud-colored water has reached three meters high, and Yi Chen, who is standing on the heavy motor, is no longer allowed to expose his head to the water, even if he stands on the highest ass position of the heavy motor, it is still useless.

In order to breathe, Yichen can only desperately float in the water, but the swimming level is already poor, coupled with the interference of dirty water and pungent smell, it is even more difficult to float, and sinking once in a while to withstand the destruction of muddy water is the price he has to surface in order to survive.

At this moment, he saw that the "Wind God" moved, and the huge body was coming towards Chongming Island, no, with the huge size of that guy, it should be towards Shanghai!

The luxury yacht moored in the distant sea was swallowed by a dark cyan dust storm and disintegrated into black powder, like a folded delicate paper boat torn to pieces by a gentleman with a hideous face exposed.

The wealthy businessman with a big family is really capricious, and he doesn't take his yacht back to the port on the day of the typhoon, and puts it outside with the intention of letting it withstand the baptism of the storm and become a miniature version of the Titanic?

Three, two, and one kilometer...... "Fengshen" approached at a rapid pace.

"I'm going to die! ......" shouted Yichen choked on muddy water and coughed violently.

The "Wind God" has landed, and the wooden bridge soaked in water, the sea-watching tower that has stood the wind and rain for a long time, and the heron-watching platform that is convenient for bird watching...... Under the terrifying Annihilation Typhoon, all the buildings were disintegrated, and a large amount of powder was re-damaged by the Annihilation Force before it could escape.

In the coastal areas, the ports were the first to be dealt a fatal blow, with large and small ships moored, dock lines for ships to berth, and breakwaters to withstand wind and waves...... There are also beaches, loose sand, piled gravel, deeply buried shells...... Nothing, artificial or natural, escaped the clutches of dark cyan.

Wetland landscape area, wetland habitat restoration area, waterfowl habitat...... One area after another was swallowed into the mouth by dark cyan monsters, and Dongtan Wetland Park was wiped out from this world at an alarming speed by terrifying forces.

The dark cyan storm came, and a faint tingle was felt in his head and limbs soaked in the water, a precursor to the arrival of the power of annihilation, and his body was about to disintegrate.

He heard the roar of the wind, which seemed to mock the ants, and the wrath of the ghost in the mirror formed a sarcastic needle, piercing the heart of fear of death.

Should inferior people be looked down upon by gentlemen? This is not a gentleman's behavior. The guy in front of him is just a madman disguised as a gentleman, and the sanctimonious guy can't help but show his crazy side.

Can [Dao Sword: Night Beam] save him? When the black film of light soaked in the water disintegrated in the power of annihilation, Yichen's last glimmer of hope was shattered.

This kind of death is really embarrassing, it is better to die directly in the hands of the Dark Palace.

If he knew that he would be killed by the power of annihilation, he should have asked Mo Kaize to give him a good time in advance.

Hung up so early, it seems that he is not the protagonist after all.

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All sorts of bizarre and bizarre thoughts flashed through his mind, and Yichen's inconspicuous figure, along with the large cruising motorcycle in the water, was swept into the dark cyan and disappeared.

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The clouds and smoke are thick, calm and waveless, and the space under the passage of time is as silent as dust and hazy as fog.

Yichen looked around the world in a daze, his hands and feet still maintained a stupid appearance of struggling in the face of the power of annihilation, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of indelible white mist, and his vision was blurred as far as he could see.

The warm air flow enveloped the whole body, and the cold body that had been soaked in water returned to its normal temperature, and the nervous mood calmed down, like a baby falling asleep after being soothed.

It's not like hell, is it heaven? Is this invisible, worldly paradise?

There really is heaven!

Yichen is glad that he hasn't done anything evil in twenty years, otherwise he would have gone to hell now.

Perhaps he was a monk who did good deeds and accumulated virtue in his previous life, and he would start and finish well in this life, and he would have no worries about food and clothing during his lifetime, enjoy a rich life, and go to heaven after death, enter the six realms of reincarnation, and then reincarnate a good child.

Slowly, if you were really a monk who did good deeds and accumulated virtue in your previous life, would you die early?

Will parents have a second child? Can I put it in my mother's stomach again?

Yichen couldn't help but shout in his heart: "Grandma Meng, is it okay not to drink soup?" Let me be a prodigy in the open! I swear, I'm doing it all to satisfy my daddy's vanity! In order to give him more capital to brag about, I, as a son, am willing to endure the destruction of knowledge and spirit! ”

Speaking of which, he even put on a death-defying expression and a righteous and awe-inspiring posture in front of the blurred space.

Meng Po didn't respond to him, and the world was too quiet.

Just when Yichen raised his hand and was about to slap himself to verify whether this was reality or a dream, a sound like water flowed from his ears, and some of the vague places were clear.

He looked up, stared at a clear spot, and then froze.

The pink and golden sky was extremely low, as if it could be touched, and the soft halo flowed slowly on it, like a long river hanging in the sky, and the feeling was like a huge glass on the head, and the glass was filled with water, and the sun was shining and sparkling.

The pink and golden light points floated down, and the ancient atmosphere was permeated, revealing the wonderful charm of the revival and endless life of all things.

Just as Yichen squinted his eyes and was about to take a closer look, the huge glass was filled with a breath of heat and became blurry again.

However, this haze is obviously much weaker, at least it will not affect the color, and it can still be distinguished that the sky is pink and gold.

He looked ahead again, where there was another clear place, and even though he was mentally prepared, he was still startled by the strange scene.

Under the pink and golden sky, the cyan wind blew slowly, and the light posture and the traces of the blowing were clearly visible, coming and going in a hurry, like a cheerful elf between heaven and earth.

Although he didn't know what the real wind looked like, even though the wind in front of him looked complete, it gave him the feeling that something was missing and he wasn't perfect.

This feeling was inexplicable, and he couldn't tell why, as if a voice in his heart was telling him that the wind was incomplete.

At this moment, a childish baby voice sounded in Yichen's mind, the voice was very good, but it was a little weak.

"Help it."

"Help it."

"Help it."

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The baby's voice is repeated repeatedly, and one can't help but imagine the scene of a child babbling.

"Ghost children are still ghost children!" Yichen was already so frightened that he jumped on the spot, and his hands kept slapping his head, as if this would fan the sound out of his head.

"Help it."

"Help it."

"Help it."

The baby's voice was still repeated, as if it would only say this one sentence.

"Who do you want me to help?" Yichen lowered his head, and looked at himself suspiciously with complicated eyes.

He seriously suspected that he was hallucinating, and he felt that he was probably stupid, and he actually talked to the voice he heard hallucinating, which is probably not common even in a mental hospital.

"It." The doll voice actually responded.

Yichen held his head in his hands, wanting to cry without tears, he really hallucinated! Can a dead person get sick? How do you calculate medical expenses in heaven? Paradise Coins?

"You're talking about the wind?" Yichen turned his head to look at the cyan floating around, he really couldn't find anything else.

"Hmm." Doll Yin said obediently.

"What's wrong with it?" Yichen asked softly, his eyes rolling around showed that he was talking nonsense, although it was a bit unauthentic to lie to the child, but he still did it.

"I can't beat it."

"Can't beat it? Hit whom? ”

"Help it."

Feeling that the doll sound was going to be repeated again, Yichen hurriedly said: "Help help, help, I help, but you have to tell me how to help first, otherwise I have nowhere to start." ”

The hazy sky swayed slightly, and the pink and golden points of light fluttered down.

"You're not going to be heaven, are you?" Yichen raised an eyebrow on one side.

The baby voice in his head didn't respond to him.

Looking at the point of light falling from the sky, Yichen subconsciously opened his hand, and the point of light full of spirituality fell to the palm of his hand, disappearing the moment it touched his skin, and seemed to be integrated into the flesh and blood.

As more and more points of light melted into the palm, the whole hand seemed to be soaked in warm water, which was very comfortable, and the index and middle fingers slowly turned into a strange pink gold.

Looking at the index finger and middle finger that were involuntarily together, Yichen's face gradually became strange: "A yang finger? ”

"Poke it!" The doll sounded, and there was a rare hint of excitement in her tone.

Yi Chen, who was in doubt, finally listened to the doll voice in his head, turned around, and the pink-gold "One Yang Finger" blatantly headed towards the cyan wind.