After Becoming a Little Sister

Mrs. Jin is very open to this - although it sounds incredible, considering the unpredictable power of the natural evolutionary, if Arya has been awakened since she was a child, then she has a real individual strength and can do a lot. Things only adults can do.

It would be better to say that after a child has the ability of a natural evolutionary person, it is a strange thing not to mature early, because she has too many ways to deal with the changes in the world, and many problems in childhood are no longer for her. A problem, not even a problem.

Just like a child who has hundreds of millions of capital and can squander it at will, does she still have the cognition of a well-known child?

But Golden Char Siew doesn't care about this. Whenever she thinks that her sister has been rolling around in the hail of bullets since she was a child, she has cultivated such an old temperament, and she still bears it all alone without telling everyone, she feels like crying. I feel that Xiaoya is really pitiful.

Alia was silent for a while, and said softly: "She is her, I am me, one day, I will leave this world, and I will leave you with the complete her."

This is very serious. She believes that the little angel will always come back, and when the little angel comes back, she will leave.

The quiet and soft temperament of Xiaobai that she interprets is actually the nature of a little angel.

So I will return them a real little angel...

But the Golden Char Siew was not happy when he heard the words, and instead rushed over: "That's not good! I want this too! I want all of it!"

To everyone's ears, this is simply that this Arya's personality will be erased by herself, and then only the innocent and innocent one will be left.

Then she was dragged away by the lotus flower - the worried lotus flower's smile was turning black at the moment, and her eyes were covered with shadows: "No way, classmate Jin, Aya is not someone's thing, you can't Say it all like that!"

Golden Char Siew has been practicing horizontal kung fu since childhood, but he was so frightened that he didn't use it at all, so he was dragged away abruptly...

Watching these two good-looking girls speak the secret language of the boudoir, the khaki shrugged wildly: "So Mrs. Jin also knows, your parents really don't know the whole world, don't you really plan to tell them?"

"Of course not, didn't you find it?" Alia smacked her lips: "The people who can find this secret are all people who are close enough to me... So it's not that I don't tell them, but that they are still far from their daughters. It's too far away, it's their fault, it's none of my business."

"Sounds ruthless."

"No, it's just a fact, it's not me, it's them who are ruthless."

"It's obvious that your father is also working hard for you. Your mother... well, my aunt is indeed a bit of a maverick."

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Arya waved her hand: "Let's get ready and let's go - I also want to take a good look at this uninvited guest from the universe... Liguang, that string of formula solutions Is it open?"

"No." Liguang Xiao Stewed Chicken Noodle raised his face from the gossip mirror, the little steamed bun had no expression on his face, and there was a big doubt in his big eyes: "It's the grid coordinates, but... there is no positioning point. "

The grid coordinates also need to locate the origin. The series of formulas can indeed solve a set of grid coordinates, but without locating the far point, it is like a map without even a reference, and it is useless.

Arya took the gossip mirror and looked at it, and found that she didn't understand the ball -- she could understand the coordinates, but she couldn't understand the meaning behind it.

This feeling is that everyone is still on the first floor, but Sister Shenxian is already on the [-]th floor.

So what the hell is my dear fairy sister doing...

After thinking about it for a while, it was fruitless. Arya could only write down the string of coordinates. If there was an origin, she would be able to react in an instant. Maybe this is some kind of space door connecting to another world?After all, the strange time difference that Sister Shenxian drove that prototype was very similar to the legendary time travel.

The currently known time flow gap seems to exist only between Blue Star and another world.

After putting on the long-named armor, Arya pressed the posture adjustment button on her wrist. The originally spacious land-air armor was adjusted in size by filling it inside, and it turned into a very fitting appearance.

"I think I need to paint this thing's breast number as 117 to feel at ease." Arya pointed to her breastplate: "Here's another mark or something."

Her current breastplate number is 001, no matter how you look at it, it is the life of a pair of cannon fodder No. [-].

"Krypton doesn't save trouble, Xuan doesn't change his life." Brother Qiang said, he turned on his phone hands-free: "Yale, let me ask you something, which number do you think is more suitable, 001 or 117?"

"Although I don't know why you asked this, sir, but if you want me to say, a number like 117 should be more meaningful, right? It feels like Task Force 141, and 001 ... a very ordinary number. ”

"It's hard work." Brother Qianghang hung up the phone and shrugged: "It may be because our country was the first to use special forces, so Yale has a special feeling for this number."

"Then I'll continue to use a very common number." Arya put on her helmet: "Connect to the internal communication link."

"Voiceprint binding confirmation, number 001... I'm glad to serve you, I'm Nuwa, do you need to name a pilot code by yourself?"

"Oh, long time no see, Nuwa." Alia smiled and said, "How are you doing recently?"

"Actually, I've had a good time recently. The Computing Center of the National Academy of Sciences has added a new supercomputer, which makes me feel refreshed." Nuwa smiled very humanely: "Then what code name should I use to call you? ?"

"Let's just use the original one... Wait, did I have the pilot's designation?"

"I thought you remembered, after all, when you drove the F-35 to penetrate the defense circle of the aircraft carrier battle group at a low altitude, you looked so handsome, Your Excellency Tyrant."

"Well, the code name [Tyrant], it doesn't seem to have changed." Arya understood: "What do I need to do now?"

"Your fighter jet is leaving the warehouse, please move to the designated location for preparation before boarding."

On the helmet, a novice tutorial-like arrow indicates the route map. The special hangar of the Zhuxian is at the back of Xinding Airport. It looks like it is in an underground area and is slowly ascending along the freight elevator.

"Humans always make the same mistakes, the Newtype is not a tool of war, but I am certainly the best person to fly a Gundam... no, this fighter."

Saying strange things, Armorya stepped out of the passenger plane and stood on the ground——

"Amuro, attack!"

"Okay, but I still have to remind you that it's the tyrant, not Amuro. Next, please go to the left, and the battery car will pick you up."

"Oh, okay...thank you..."

"You're welcome, and please follow the instructions to stretch and warm up."

The expression under Armor's helmet became a little subtle, she seemed to have discovered something remarkable - or, this strange 'trick people' temperament was somewhat similar to a strange system AI in her mind .

"...Nuwa, I have a question." Armor Ya thought for a while, then said softly, "Do you know something called the Xueba system?"

"I don't know, Your Excellency Tyrant, but if you don't do warm-up exercises, it will be very stressful to board the plane later."

"Is that why you let me take off a set of eagles with so many onlookers?"

"The problem analysis failed, I'm sorry, Nuwa can't understand this question, but I found the content of the webpage related to the flight of the young eagle. Would you like to take a look?"

"..."

PS: continue tomorrow

SECTION 850 0833 - Tougher is the traditional tidying up (for Blade 4/4

Unnamed Air Force Base near Dongshan City

The ground crew was busy working nervously, while the colleagues on the tower were wiping off the hot sweat from the winter, and looking at the scene below, they sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect to see this kind of thing one day. scene……"

"Yeah, who would have thought that we would have too many advanced fighter jets, which would cause the airport to be unable to accommodate them." An old flight attendant said so, took a sip of the water glass in his hand: "So far, in the scheduled transfer notice. , how many have not arrived?"

"There are three more. The problem is that I haven't seen the serial numbers of these three aircraft... No, I've seen one, but it shouldn't be here."

He pointed to a code on the take-off and landing chart of the tower and showed it to his colleagues, who squinted and thought for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "This is a civil airliner, the same model of Air Force One, last time Air Force One No. passed by the sky above us when we visited, you probably have an impression at that time."

"But its remarks are civil aviation aircraft, why are you here with us?"

"You ask me who I'm asking—wait a minute, there's an adjustment... You just said why it's here, and it's transferred to the new Baiyunqiao International Airport."

"But what about the remaining two?"

"The first one, I know, is Colonel Mo's landline, and his fighter jet is the customized verification model Red Eagle from Shen Huoyi. This is a four-and-a-half-generation monster... I don't know about the second one. This string of codes …”

The veteran colleague thought for a while, and finally shook his head a little dejectedly: "Maybe it's a verification machine I haven't seen before, and today we can be considered to have taken out the old bottom."

"Isn't Colonel Mo already here, why did he fly out for a walk and come back?" The little brother, who was not here before, leaned over halfway in confusion: "Also, let me tell you, Colonel Mo's Red Eagle is on the identification signal with Milly. Jian's caressing empress is too similar, isn't it?"

With double drooping danger, twin engines and trapezoidal wings, Colonel Mo's Red Eagle is luxurious in both its aerodynamic shape and its own configuration.

As a fourth-generation heavy-duty fighter, the Red Eagle is actually not inferior to the Ribbon Ji, and even because there is no mass production, it has not reduced production costs, and there is a faint advantage in stand-alone confrontation - after all, the Red Eagle itself is the same as the Ribbon. Ji Weilong competes for the product of the fourth-generation fighter. Everyone has the same starting line, and the verification type is naturally more willing to stack materials.

Whether it is a fourth-generation machine or a fifth-generation machine, or the so-called four-and-a-half-generation machine, in fact, the Red Eagle and the Veyron are the products of the Raptor. This level is the Soviet Union, but unfortunately now the Soviet Union is gone, the Republic will naturally do its part not to be the world's first. In comparison, Milliken doesn't care much about this issue, because their aviation development is powerful, and it is a tradition to force big bricks to fly.

This has also led to the fact that the Republic's fighter jets are very dependent on the combat quality of the pilots themselves. When a powerful pilot is driving the Republic's cutting-edge fighter jets, the combat power that can burst out and the excellent aerodynamic layout are like a born fighting king.

Colonel Mo is such an existence. He came from an army aviation background, but was once selected to become a carrier-based aircraft pilot, and even served as the chief instructor of carrier-based aircraft for two aircraft carriers. This time, the Red Eagle he flew back to Dongshan City was actually a Shen Haoy customized it for the needs of carrier-based aircraft.

Compared with the Ribbon Ji Weilong, the short-distance take-off requirement of the Red Eagle is lower than the Ribbon Ji's 500-meter limit, and it has its own vertical take-off and landing function.

Because the Republic adopts the same standardized cockpit module design of fighter jets as Europe, the operation modes are similar, and the placement of different functional areas is basically the same, so Colonel Mo has been able to continue his flying life for so many years.

Standardization is to reduce maintenance costs, and it is also to reduce learning costs for drivers - as long as you get started with basic trainers, there is no technical threshold for driving other modified fighter jets. More It's a difference in personal strength.

Compared with civil aviation pilots, this point is not known to be higher. The manufacturers of so many large civil aviation aircraft in the world can't wait to tie the airline company to themselves. The best way is to let the pilots of the airline company. They are only used to their own aircraft control methods, which also leads to the high cost of learning for civil aviation pilots. A large part of civil aviation pilots even only fly one type of aircraft in their lifetime. When the aircraft retires, he will retire himself.

If this kind of method is put at the national level, it will take a lifetime of savings to finally form an air force with a group of precious pilots. I am afraid that the person in charge of the aircraft research institute can be directly shot out by hanging on the air combat bomb.

"People just went to the next door to mount special weapons. Otherwise, what do you think? All the weapons stored in our base are in active service. This time we are going to hit asteroids. How can we fight if we don't take out our housekeeping skills?"

"Can't I use an anti-missile system?"

"Okay, if you hit you, just wait for the broken pieces to hit you on the head." The veteran uncle said helplessly: "Who would have thought that this broken stone could be hit so accurately, if it weren't for the asteroid being a natural disaster, I would have It must be suspected that it is staring at an enemy who lives in our Blue Star, and is about to smash his window glass."

"Wait - what is this?!"

While everyone was chatting, the little brother on duty next to him suddenly widened his eyes, looking at the light spots passing by on the radar.

Hearing his exclamation, everyone rushed over: "Where? What happened?!"

With so many strategic-level fighters gathered together, they are actually ready for someone to make trouble. Whether it’s a satellite or an ultra-high-altitude reconnaissance plane, they can even accept if Milliken drives out their goddess of dawn—it’s better to say If the goddess of dawn really 'passes by accidentally' on the forehead, the welcome package that has been prepared on the ground can be brought out.

There are still hours before the asteroid falls, and such a group of strategic ace pilots wouldn't mind trying to push the goddess down.

As for whether you can catch up?

I don't even think about what opponents their arrangement was originally going to face. No matter how fast the Goddess of Dawn is, can it be faster than an asteroid?

The two special units that came out of 618 didn't even have a number. They didn't show up when the country was facing a major crisis. They all came out. It is conceivable what kind of powerful black technology they were carrying. A high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft is not a big problem, right?

Everyone was a little excited, a little looking forward to it, a little tangled, but it was more of Kaisen that the collective second-class merit was about to be obtained-until the second before the light spot was clearly seen, it was like this.

However, after seeing the light spot clearly, everyone was stunned there.

The identification number is unknown, the code name is unknown, but the camp is friendly.

The problem is that the speed of this cargo is so fast that it doesn't look like an aircraft at all.

"This is... from the Xiquan Satellite Launch Base?"

"Xinding Airport next to the Xiquan Satellite Launch Base, the other party's internal communication network has access to our frequency band, but the driver remained silent and did not take the initiative to call."

"...Are you sure this thing has a driver?" The veteran uncle's face was almost on the screen: "Is this a rocket shot from the Xiquan Satellite Launch Base?"

"Isn't it a bit slower for the rocket?"

"Intercontinental missile?"

"But the scope of the identification sequence is aircraft!"

"Call him! Is the other party going to land on our side?"