The solar system is broken

The other side.

Luxu Air Force Base.

The lights were shining, and a fighter plane parked quietly on the runway.

"Headquarters." Kaba.

"Received from headquarters."

“A battle broke out at 13°9′23″s72°32′34″w.” Kaba.

Looking down from the tower, there were several soldiers working there. Several straight carts were pushing several hundred kilograms of aerial bombs towards the old fighter-bombers. This was a type of anti-runway β303 bomb, which was a rocket-accelerated bomb.

Unguided penetrating ammunition can form a huge crater with a diameter of 25-40 meters after explosion. At this moment, the soldiers are skillfully wrapping the auxiliary artillery shells in a fixed position, and the mechanical engineers are working overtime.

The headquarters replied, "Retreat and pay attention to safety."

"receive."

The fighter jets were coated with paint and shone coldly under the huge searchlights.

The commander of the headquarters was slightly distracted looking at the radar image, where there were strange red dots flashing.

"007 Please listen to the information. A 9-car train is used to load nuclear warheads. It has 500 people on board. The location is 13°9′23″s72°32′34″w. A battle has occurred and there are no our personnel. Is there any news?

clear."

"It's clear."

A pilot tightened the straps of his helmet, climbed up the escalator, and closed the clamshell cabin.

"The engine is normal, the trim tabs have been trimmed, the horizontal wings have been rotated to the maximum angle, and the basic supply and emergency oxygen supply are 200 atmospheres..."

"Click, the emergency brake is on." The engineer took off the ground lock and evacuated quickly.

"No. 007, mission execution."

The plane started taxiing on the runway, and the conductor guided it and waved constantly.

"Requesting permission to take off."

"The tower reported weather conditions, wind force level 7, air pressure level 6..."

"Headquarters call number 007: permission to take off." The pager was full of voices for a while.

The fighter plane roared and flew into the dark night sky with a huge blast of air.

An unidentifiable white wave of air passed across the sky. The fighter slowly retracted the trim tab and disappeared from the end of the field of vision.

This special fighter, codenamed Assassin, is an all-weather supersonic variable-sweep wing two-seat twin-engine fighter-bomber. The aircraft is equipped with two fs31900 dual-rotor afterburning turbojet engines and is equipped with a wps12 sight. If you are not

As a pilot, your field of vision is only green. (The author can't edit it anymore)

Before the aircraft performs a mission, it needs to confirm its route. The aircraft flies by far and observes the coordinate position and ammunition status from the side.

After confirming that everything is correct, it’s the highlight of the mission.

"Ammunition ignited, the ammunition base is sufficient." The co-pilot soldier quickly reported basic combat information.

"Place."

The grapple frame opened and the two aerial bombs fell straight down.

A flat parabola was drawn in the air and penetrated the train that was running at high speed.

Looking down from the porthole, there was a blaze of fire. The pilots looked at each other and smiled, the mission was accomplished.

The fighter plane circled in the sky and confirmed that the train was on its side.

"Headquarters, confirm the target is destroyed. Request to return." The pilot looked at the fuel gauge and saw that the cruise time was 20 minutes.

"permit."

The fighter plane drew an arc in the air and turned gently.

Just at this time, suddenly a G315 fighter jet quietly emerged from the higher clouds.

They didn't notice the cicada catcher from the radar until it stuck to their face. They had been waiting for a long time. The fighter plane was not in a hurry, and first stuck to it, rolling in two small circles in front of the bomber.

Looking at the weapons mounted on the belly of that thing, the pilot was stunned.

Stealth fighter! One-piece wings, triangular design, stealth coating radar sensing area is less than 0.5 square meters. This is very familiar to a fighter pilot.

What's even more frightening is the sound barrier brought by the plane, which is really oppressive.

Escape? Just kidding, they are faster than missiles.

As for fighting, it’s a long time ago. How about fighting with fists? Don’t even think about it.

"Headquarters..."

But I haven't waited for him to finish calling.

"No! no! no!" the pilot shouted, and his body began to tremble.

The ghostly fighter jet suddenly disappeared, and then they found themselves locked by the fire control radar.

"goodlucky~"

When the fighter plane comes up, it is an air-to-air missile. This missile is guided by a mid-course radar semi-active and data link, and is propelled by a solid rocket motor. The actual range is 50~60km, and the flight speed is above Mach 5, plus this abnormal initial speed.

joke.

The fighter-bomber stretched its nose to increase the avoidance distance and extend the operation time limit. It also dropped bait at the first time, using both infrared bombs and chaff ammunition. There was a burst of white smoke and flashes in the air. A missile was successfully intercepted and detonated, bringing it with it in the air.

Create brilliant sparks.

The other side did not give the bombers any chance, and then the second air-to-air missile was connected.

Then, the tail of the bomber exploded.

The red light flashed in the control room and the noise continued. The plane lost control instantly, its nose tilted in the air and rolled continuously, then fell, bringing up a billowing black smoke.

"Headquarters, headquarters, 007 was hit, please parachute."

Of course, he was not asking if he could skydive, but he was notifying the headquarters that they were going to skydive.

Two umbrella flowers floated in the sky.

The fighter-bomber flew far away before exploding a ball of fire in the mountainous area.

The cicada catcher also circled in the sky.

Good guy, he almost smiled.

The world's classic black humor: the bakery's price tag was changed to 500,000 marks; a German speech came from the beer hall; American English came from the sky over Berlin...

Although it is not professional, its task has been completed. It lifted up and disappeared into the clouds.

"zero!plished!"

On the top of a mountain, Huo Shan was wet all over, holding a dark umbrella in his hand.

His eyes were full of loneliness and death.

Regarding Milly, Huo Shan still failed to keep his promise. Only when someone died could the matter be magnified and then covered up.

Phew~

"good_job!"

Huo Shan threw the intercom into the cab, and the intercom rolled from his mask onto his windbreaker. He twisted the two red wires together with his bare hands.

The car made a whimper and started slowly. Huo Shan raised his leg and kicked the open door. The door made a bang, broke a nut, tilted, and was dragged to the ground by the car, drawing a long path.

trace.

Then he fell headlong off the cliff, and the car entered the water, causing ripples in a small lake.

Huo Shan glanced at the lake, and there was a bang. The car fell apart in the water and flew into the lake.

"It will be difficult to find out in a short time," Huo Shan pressed his chest and scratched it several times. It hurt.

Conscience? Oh, I exploded.

Sitting on the cold hill, Huo Shan suddenly wanted to cry.

The moonlight gently brushed his cheek, and there was a shallow mark on his sun-spotted face, whether it was water or tears.

Staring at this lake with dull eyes.

"I must be a bad person."

That night, Huo Shan had a dream. When he woke up, rain was quietly hitting the branches outside the window.

In the dream, he was in a rusty laboratory, standing in front of a short and long table, and an unremarkable girl was tied to the table. He only wore a white apron (standard for biochemical experiments)

, wearing nothing inside. When he turned around to turn on the instrument, he saw the skinny, white stone-like buttocks rubbing against each other.

He lowered his head and held something in his hand. The metal tip shone under the sunlight above his head. It was hollow, connected to a black wire, and had a red rubber round end at the end.

His body became excited unconsciously and he put the massager on.

I vaguely heard an old German voice saying this, "Experiment No. 12, electric shock, particle stimulation, metabolic effects, based on Thyssen's negative reinforcement theory. The experimental subject is a young female, about eighteen years old, no scars, no

Imprint, no obvious disability..."

When the tip of the massager touched the girl, she screamed.

He suddenly pressed hard and roughly separated her hands, causing her to scream like a firebomb.

After her resistance failed, she remained motionless and lay there quietly. The German voice next door started talking again, including blood pressure, breathing, alpha waves, beta waves, and heart beats.

When it was all over, he was completely motionless, holding the rod tightly. The girl's eyes were still closed at the beginning, but now they opened suddenly, protruding, and her tongue was squirming in her mouth.

Her arms and legs were bouncing gently, and the most terrifying thing was her torso, which fell together, causing every muscle to vibrate.

Just when he turned off the power, he stared blankly at the two Chinese characters "righteousness" written crookedly on the girl's body.

Huo Shan woke up in the middle of a thunderstorm, curling up and his heart beating rapidly like a sprinter.

I don’t know where this is, China? Lima? Rio? Or the airport.

The pupils overlap one layer after another, rippling around and around, without end.

The ringing in his ears (actually it was just him hearing his own heartbeat) was like a curse that never stopped.

Huo Shan became frightened.

He knew very well that this was a psychological problem, a disorder that could lead to serious problems.

Adjust your breathing and try to calm yourself.

But the things in the dream were like sticky candy that stuck to your hands and couldn't be shaken off.

Just then.

Didi didi~

The bedside communication reminder sounded.

[Tianquan: What did you do? 】

Tianquan's tone was very anxious, changing from his usual habit of not leaving his mouth.

"I just made the most rational choice." Huo Shan said calmly with a cold face.

[Tianquan: You...]

[Tian Quan: If you do this, you will be found out sooner or later. 】

It is not difficult to discover what Huo Shan did. If you investigate step by step, you will have the results in at most three months.

"Tianquan, do you think the Space Force will accept a person with a rebel background?"

According to the selection criteria for the space defense program, the first criterion is to resolutely safeguard the interests of human survival.

A person with a bad background will definitely not be able to go to space.

[Tianquan: So what do you want to do? 】

“I want to send writers up there!”

【Tianquan: Are you crazy?】

"I'm not crazy!"

"A writer is special. The cells in his body can help us solve many technical problems."

"Humanity's time is running out."

【Tianquan: They will not agree.】

"So I chose the most despicable method to force them to submit!"

When two cups of poison are placed in front of you, and people are always forced to drink one cup, they can only choose the one that will not cause death, even though it may be painful.

[Tianquan: They will arrest you...]

"I'm not afraid anymore."

Having done many "bad things", Huo Shan felt that his death might not be a bad thing, so he should treat it as an apology.

Tianquan was silent.

After a long time, a sentence was slowly typed on the computer screen.

[Tian Quan: Think clearly, it’s always too late to turn back. 】