Falk Oil!

The strong man scolded angrily, raised his foot and kicked towards Huang Tian.

It was at this time that a burst of screams came from near the cockpit.

Ahhh

Tragic and tragic, it simply changed its tone!

Jason!

That's Jason's screams!

The bearded thug crushed his foot against the cheek of Jason, who was lying on the ground, and sneered:

"Very good! Jason, you're great! You're a very courageous chick, just like Jason from the Stathams, but your body is as soft as a chick, haha, my darling, did you eat too much pork in Bavaria to become like this?"

As he said this, the bearded thug lifted his foot and stomped on Jason's cheek.

Click!

Ahhh

The sound of bones shattering, and screams of helplessness, spread throughout the plane at once.

Bang!

Another gunshot rang out from between business class and economy class!

Thump!

A heavy body slammed to the ground in a spasm.

He was also a middle-aged man, tall, wide and fat.

Wow!

Blood flowed like a stream.

The cries in the economy class rang out all at once, one after another, continuously.

The stout man put away his feet, glared at Huang Tian fiercely, and then let go of Sophia and returned to the seat facing the economy class.

Another fair-skinned, slightly emaciated thug smoked a cigarette and watched with interest what was happening in front of him.

Like a philosopher who thinks about life.

It's like a low-key and shy college student.

It seems that these things that happened in front of him have nothing to do with him at all.

Cockpit doorway.

"Okay, Jason Purser, now please let the captain open the door! Otherwise, you're going to die in a wail, how about it, my darling?" the bearded thug picked the red-haired man's chin on tiptoe and spun it around, "Hey, Jason chick, did you think the captain would open the door for you?"

"No, sir, the captain is a retired Air Force officer, and he will follow the procedure exactly!" the red-haired man exhaled heavily, "However, I think I have a way to get them out, but I want your assurance, because I am still young and do not want to die now!"

"Haha, Jason chick, come on, come on, get up, come to my arms, I like you so much!" The bearded thug pulled up the red-haired man, then leaned over and hugged him, and said with a smile: "Okay, Jason chick, open your beautiful little mouth now and tell me how to catch them, right?"

Bang!

In the area between economy class and business class, gunfire rang out again.

The red-haired man Jason shuddered and whispered, "I know the location of the air circulation control unit of the environmental control system. ”

Well?

The bearded thug's mouth slowly grinned at the base of his ears.

"Very well, my Jason chick, how is your body, do you need me to carry you to the control unit?"

The red-haired man, Jason, immediately shuddered, took a step back, and then turned around and walked towards the control room between the cockpit and the first class.

Hanshan International Airlines' aircraft is a customized super-large passenger aircraft, and most of the system control units are in the cockpit, but in order to ensure economy and safety, as well as the orderly development of crew work, some control units are designed externally.

Of course, if you haven't seen the drawings of the aircraft, or are not familiar with this type of aircraft, it is not easy to find those hidden switches.

Interestingly, it didn't take long for the cockpit's tightly closed hatch to open.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Several gunshots rang out.

A middle-aged man who rushed out of the cockpit fell out the door.

At the same time, two gunmen also fell to the ground amid screams.

A moment later, a man in his forties and a man in his thirties stepped out of the cockpit with their hands held high, one after the other.

"Very well, Mr. Captain, now tell me, where is the auto-cruise destination?" the bearded thug grinned as he stepped out of the corner, "You won't forget to do this, will you? This will kill all of our more than 400 passengers!"

"Farkford International Airport, we need a layover there. The man in his forties spoke in a calm tone and said coldly, "This is stipulated in the flight plan, stay for about 3 hours, and wait for the air signal!"

"Very well, Mr. Captain, I think you're a rule-abiding guy!" the bearded thug grinned, and then added, "Well, now the rules have changed!

"Now, my first order is to reset the destination of the automatic cruise from Falcoford to Langton!

What the?!

The forty-year-old man frowned, and immediately shook his head: "No! There is not enough fuel! It is impossible to support the flight to reach Langdu! If you have to do that, the plane will definitely fall in the Gili Strait!"

Syllable!

Before the forty-year-old man could finish speaking, the bearded thug's big foot kicked him over.

Thump!

The man in his forties fell to the ground, a trail of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Very well, Mr. Captain, I think you may not have understood what I was saying!" the bearded thug sneered, "My order is that the plane will fly directly to Langton, and whether it can be reached or not seems to be my concern." ”

"If the plane goes down, I think you might be an incompetent captain, and if the plane arrives, then you are a captain who has done his job well. To hell with everything else!"

The co-pilot, who was in his thirties, bent down to help the captain, looked at each other angrily, and said loudly:

"You bastard! This is a joke on the lives of hundreds of people on the plane! Mr. Captain is right, there is only enough fuel to fly to Farkford International Airport, and it is impossible to fly over the Gili Strait! Stupid!"

Bang!

The bearded thug glanced at the man in his thirties with a smirk, then raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

Thump!

The co-pilot, who was in his thirties, opened his eyes wide in disbelief and fell to the ground with a seizure.

"Very good! I hate it when I talk with mosquitoes humming, it annoys me!"

The bearded thug pulled a bullet out of his pocket, stuffed it into the barrel, and smiled at the captain:

"Mr. Captain, now repeat my command, I need you to execute it immediately, or eat a bullet!"

Call!

The forty-year-old man looked at the co-pilot who stopped twitching on the ground, shook his head, sighed and said slowly: "The plan to stop at Farkford International Airport has been cancelled, fly over the Gili Strait, and fly directly to Langdun!"

"Very good! It seems that you are indeed a very good captain!" the bearded thug nodded with a smile, then bent down to pick up the pistol of the aircraft security officer, and then smiled and said, "Go for it! Captain Mike!"

(End of chapter)