Gu Feifan looked at Instructor Bai like a white rainbow running straight to the south. It didn't feel like flying, but like falling, like the world was turned upside down. Instructor Bai was sliding along the back of the wind towards the blue abyss.

I don’t know whether the body ahead is shattered to pieces or eternal burial.

In a blink of an eye, Instructor Bai disappeared from the sky, leaving behind a lonely body sitting on the edge of the shadow of the bridge without any protection.

The gold-plated CF-98T was shining brightly on the table. Instructor Bai leaned on the chair, like an ice sculpture of Sleeping Beauty, exuding a fragile light in the sun.

The Tai Chi Dragon warriors in the wind remained silent, and the huge No. 4 ship was still sailing against the wind. No one knew where they were going.

"Qiang Qiang. Qiang."

Inexplicably, there was a sound that sounded like war drums in the sky. It was really strange. On an aircraft carrier, one could actually hear the sound of war drums. Is it the sound of waves in the sea of ​​NF? Then it must have too many similar sounds.

Who is beating the drum?

Gu Feifan raised his head and saw Dean Zhou Zhao holding up a thick manipulator. The hydraulic rod coated with engine oil shone in the sun. He struck the sickle and iron in his hand hard again and again.

Hammer, fire and lightning splashed everywhere, the deafening sound was like thunder, and even the sea seemed to be boiling.

Everyone stared at his hands in silence, watching the sparks jumping between the sickle and the hammer, and listening to the artless sound of striking iron, one after another surging in the wind. Then, Dean Zhou Zhao actually sang, rough and sad.

Qin Opera is like the black smoke rising from the battlefield, blown everywhere by the wind.

"Throughout the ages, heroes have never been able to find a place for Sun Zhongmou. Dancing on the pavilion and singing stage, the romance is always blown away by the rain and wind. The grass and trees in the setting sun, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived. I think of those days, when they were fighting with iron horses, they could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger."

Gu Feifan put away his chaotic thoughts and stared at Dean Zhou Zhao in confusion. The seventy-eight-year-old Dean should not have worn a battle armor for twenty years. His black armor was from more than thirty years ago.

The product, just like the Qin opera he was singing, was about to end from the stage of history. But the more it was like this, the more tragic it felt. He shouldn't have felt tragic. To be honest, the first generation of Xuanzong armor was actually a bit funny.

, it looks like it has no head, and the head is stuck in the upper part of the trapezoidal body, like the cockpit of a crane. A mechanical winch is placed across the waist, and it is crudely assembled with the square radiator grille. It is supported by a hydraulic rod wrapped with a spring.

The knees of the upper limbs are slightly bent, like strong horse hind legs. The two mechanical hands behind the back hold two multi-barreled machine guns that are thicker than heavy cannons, and the two hands on the body hold sickles and hammers. The whole body is covered with rivets.

, screws and pneumatic mechanical devices can be seen everywhere. This period design is reminiscent of the solemn Soviet steel fortress, revealing a primitive and simple beauty.

But no matter how valuable it is in art, it should only appear in museums, not on the front lines of the battlefield. No matter who it is, they will doubt whether this kind of antique-level pure mechanical armor that should be put in a museum can still fight.

Also, can they still fight without logistical supplies?

".Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north. Forty-three years, I still remember the hope, and the road to Yangzhou is on fire."

The sound of piercing clouds and cracking rocks reminded Gu Feifan of the ancient military weapon Fou, of battle formations with fluttering flags and thick smoke billowing, of the struggles and struggles throughout the long history, of the pain of sinking and the glory and confusion of revival.

He seemed to hear the majestic and powerful singing of beating the canou at the Bird's Nest Stadium in the 2008 Olympic Games.

The heroic yet melodious singing floats in the wind, as if summoning the ancient soul of this nation.

Gu Feifan shed tears inexplicably. In his tears, he seemed to see the smoke that had lasted for five thousand years.

"It's worth looking back. Under the Buddha and Li Temple, there is a sacred crow drum. Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?"

After singing the last line, Dean Zhou Zhao stopped hammering, held up his sickle and hammer, and said sadly in the desolate sea breeze: "We have an old saying that goes: 'If you leave green mountains, you won't have to worry about having no firewood.' There is also an old saying that goes:

'It's better to be broken than to live in ruins', there is nothing wrong with either of them, the choice is only a matter of one thought. But I really can't swallow this breath! They rushed into our home, obviously we are the most peace-loving and rule-abiding people on earth.

organization, but it is bullied by the whole world. Yes, we all know that there is no reason in this world. All morals and rules are hypocritical and superficial. Those organizations that usually behave upright are just a group of sanctimonious people.

Although they have long known the true identity of these people and have known that this kind of thing is almost bound to happen, when the group of hyenas came around with their fangs exposed and drooling, and there were traitors behind them throwing daggers, still

It makes me feel aggrieved, frustrated and sick! I am really sad, but words like 'justice' or 'integrity' cannot provide any comfort at all. What can comfort me is that I still have a weapon in my hand and there is still a fight.

The strength. Whether it is fighting to the death! Or dying in battle! It is the last dignity of this old man. Dare I ask you gentlemen! Do you dare to go south with me?"

The calm sea boiled again, and the Tai Chi dragon warrior raised his shield like a wall and his spear like a forest.

"southward!"

"southward!"

"southward!"

"Everyone is ready! Target one, two, three, two zero!"

The dying old roar penetrated the red sky of the setting sun, like a bloody flag flying in the wind in the sky of the NF Sea.

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"The fighter plane is about to reach its destination and will arrive at the launch location in ten minutes. Please ask the 3301 Squadron to receive combat data and prepare for the war."

"The fighter plane is about to reach its destination and will arrive at the launch location in ten minutes. Please ask the 3301 Squadron to receive combat data and prepare for the war."

"The fighter plane is about to reach its destination and will arrive at the launch location in ten minutes. Please ask the 3301 Squadron to receive combat data and prepare for the war."

It wasn't until Nuwa repeated it for the third time that Gu Feifan realized that Nuwa was waiting for his response. He temporarily put the image of the fifth god destroying the world and the danger in front of his mind, and he quickly opened the door.

I logged into the combat system, clicked on receive, and then said: "I received Nuwa."

"Inspection of all vehicle launch systems is in progress"

The combat helmet pops out of the head-up display system, which displays various flight parameters and detection progress. As the green progress bar rises rapidly, the jet engine starts to run. Even though the helmet can actively filter noise, it is hung on the auxiliary fuel tank under the wing of Feilong B.

, nor can it withstand the triple impact of wind noise, aircraft engines and the Chosen One's vehicle engines. The deafening strong noise is no less than a continuous attack of a DDD-level sonic skill. For the Chosen One, such an attack is of course insignificant.

, but you are not allowed to turn off your hearing during combat, and the endless noise interference is still frustrating. But this is not the most uncomfortable thing. The most uncomfortable thing is that it is installed in the cylindrical auxiliary flight kit "Iron Kite" of Feilong B.

, the carrier must be controlled motionless, just like it is undergoing punishment. Therefore, the flying dragon carrying the so-called bomb truck is affectionately called the in-depth experience of "Asian bondage" by the chosen ones of Tai Chi Dragon.

In comparison, the "Dark Phoenix" long-range strategic bomber that can carry "Walker" is simply heaven. However, the number of Black Phoenix is ​​limited and is not suitable for rapid delivery of large-scale Chosen troops. And the speed of Kunpeng C is a bit slow.

, and cannot carry the "Iron Kite" with a three-stage thruster. Electronic warfare aircraft such as Feilong, which are large in quantity and low in price, shoulder the delivery mission without hesitation.

Feilong, combined with a missile-type launch vehicle such as the "Iron Kite", can deliver a squadron of 100 people to any location within a thousand kilometers within 50 sorties.

It just so happens that Stargate's battlefield situation information lags behind for about ten minutes.

Coupled with intensive missile launches, this will give Tai Chi Dragon warriors the opportunity to disguise themselves as missiles, risk passing through the main Stargate team, and attack rear fighter aircraft, early warning aircraft, and UAV platforms.

"The vehicle launch system inspection is completed. The control system is normal, the route guidance calibration is completed, the fuel is filled, and the first-stage engine is being prepared."

Gu Feifei came back to his senses and saw that the green progress bar reached 100% and turned into the words "Test Completed". He pressed the ready switch. When the green light showing the team information came on, he replied: "3301 Squadron is ready."

complete."

"The vehicle will be launched in five minutes." Nuwa said, "Repeat it. Your mission is to disguise yourself as a missile, cross the main position of the Star Gate, and attack the fighter planes, early warning aircraft and UAV platforms behind the Star Gate in the 12320 airspace.

.I have marked it, please follow the planned route."

Gu Feifan opened the three-dimensional map and found that the destination 12320 airspace was only more than 300 kilometers away from them. This meant that the Stargate battle group was less than 400 kilometers away from Sidhu Reef. Not long ago, he arrived from Kunpeng

When C set off, the Star Gate people were still stopped at a position of 1,200 kilometers. However, in less than half an hour, the Star Gate had advanced to only more than 300 kilometers, which was far beyond his limit.

psychological expectations.

The severity of the war situation made even a big-hearted person like Gu Feifei feel his heart beat faster and his breathing quicken. After all, he was also a top student who could score 90% in the military class, so he knew that Stargate must not be allowed to reach Sidhu Reef before the electromagnetic gun array was repaired.

The distance between .12320 airspace and Sidhu Reef has not reached the limit, but as long as the Stargate advances another hundred kilometers, it will basically enter the range where the Stargate missile can break through the defense circle established by the No. 4 ship.

One hundred kilometers!

One hundred kilometers!

One hundred kilometers!

This number jumped in Gu Feifan's heart like a flame, making his heart tighten. On land, it's not a far distance of a hundred kilometers, but in the air, it's only a snap of the finger.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current electromagnetic gun array on Sidhu Reef is only a matter of seconds away from destruction.

This also means that Tai Chi Dragon is only a blink of an eye away from failing to walk alone.

In fact, no one thought that this would be a successful solo walk. It was just that Instructor Bai and Dean Zhou Zhao aroused everyone's passion to rush to death. This fearless passion made them all go up.

There are also people who are not very high-minded, such as Guan Bojun, who has been sighing in the private chat channel.

"Fuck Guan Bojun, can you stop being so negative? I'm not trying to kill you," Gu Feifan couldn't help but curse.

"You don't know" Guan Bojun stopped talking.

"Don't use the Chosen One system to surf the Internet. Judging from the news on the Internet, we must be dead," Gu Feifan said impatiently.

After being silent for a while, Guan Bojun said with a tearful voice: "The No. 3 ship was sunk by the Star Gate not long ago."

"Really or not?" Gu Feifan's voice became lower and lower, and he comforted himself, "Maybe it's fake news. Isn't Stargate the best at making fake news?"

"There are photos and videos, although they are a bit blurry."

Gu Feifan was a little angry when his false comfort was exposed, "Why the hell are you saying this at this time? Have you got nothing to do? Damn it!"

"I"

"What the hell." Gu Feifan scolded, "Don't bother me with this kind of thing. The Iron Kite will be launched in three minutes. Don't worry about other things now and concentrate on completing the mission."

"But."

Gu Feifan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Guan Bojun and closed the private chat channel directly. But the next second, Guan Bojun came over again, and he became furious. After answering, he yelled, "CNM Guan Bojun, you coward, are you done yet?"

I told you to shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Did you fucking hear that?"

"I'm speechless, Gu Feifan. Our submarine. We need to get the submarine back, or else."

Gu Feifan didn't listen to what Guan Bojun said at all. Nuwa's red warning light kept flashing in front of his eyes, "Please send the 3301 Squadron to receive combat data and prepare for the war. The Tieyuan will launch in one minute." Press the red button

When preparing the button, he could only clearly hear Guan Bojun saying "return to the submarine".

Suddenly he remembered Guan Bojun's performance in the battle just now. The coward was hiding behind and shooting black guns safely. Even though he was scolded bloody, he was unwilling to step forward, and he couldn't help but beat Guan Bojun.
To be continued...