Chapter 327: The Heavenly Gods Descend to Earth
Large airliners soar into the blue sky.
There is no navigation, no signal towers, and no air dispatch, which should probably be the first large civil airliner to be re-launched since the Great Aura explosion.
Frankly, the stakes are huge.
In addition to the fact that the passenger plane has countless flight records for reference and the pilot and co-pilot are extremely experienced veterans, this flight has no other guarantees at all.
The liftoff went extremely smoothly, and the range within a few kilometers of the airport, after several months of driving, has become a forbidden area for the alien beasts living nearby, and no alien beast will make trouble in the process of the plane taking off.
After the plane was successfully lifted off, it was extremely safe.
The height of the stratosphere is almost impossible to encounter any birds.
The sky is blue.
Ironically, with the mass death of human beings, all human civilization activities, almost at the same moment, all the activities of human civilization have come to a standstill, and every day the sky is blue, and the air is getting cleaner every day.
Visibility is extremely high.
Sitting on the plane, many people showed a certain amount of uneasiness and irritability - this is a completely different concept from traveling by plane in peacetime, being at an altitude of 10,000 meters, once something happens, even if they are either spiritual cultivators or soldiers with equipment, they can only wait for death.
Fortunately, airplanes are the fastest means of transportation.
And now on the route, there are no planes that take off at the same time, so this passenger plane can fly at a completely unrestricted speed - from the beginning of liftoff, that is, about forty minutes, the pilot has been notified that it is about to reach the boundary of Yunzhou City.
Hundreds of kilometers, if you drive, even if the highway is smooth, you have to say less than two hours of travel, for an airplane, not even an hour, you have already arrived.
However, landing is a big problem.
The main pilot of the two pilots was specially chosen, a veteran who had flown this route often before, and even had flown for more than ten years, and despite the loss of signal towers and navigation, he still found exactly where the airport in Yunzhou City was located - which was certainly the best place to land.
However, after the plane slowly landed, it circled a few times over Yunzhou City near the airport, and finally chose to take off again - it didn't even need to be detected by instruments, just by the naked eye, the pilot, and Zhao Zijian, who was staying in the cab, had already found the traces of Jingniao.
Looking down from the portholes of airplanes, skyscrapers are smaller than building blocks, and streets are like chessboards.
At least a dozen Beijing birds spotted the movement of the large passenger plane in the sky, and they almost took off one after another at the first moment, and the pilot's first reaction was to quickly control the plane to pull it up into the air.
In fact, it is still two or three thousand meters in the air, but the wings of the Beijing bird are huge, and the speed of lifting off is also extremely fast.
This is something that has been speculated before.
However, the pilot certainly did not dare to continue the descent, because he could face an attack from the Kyo-bird at any moment, and the plane was as fragile as paper paste for the attack power of this large bird.
But at such an altitude, two or three thousand meters in the air, Zhao Zijian was not sure that he would really be fine if he jumped.
Another plan in this regard has been made in advance, that is, once it is found that the airport cannot land, go to the periphery of Yunzhou City, and find a wide straight road to make a forced landing - to ensure that the personnel can reach the ground safely is the first, as for whether the plane can be intact after the forced landing, it does not matter.
Anyway, whether it is Yunzhou City or Minghu City, there are still many planes.
But at this time, the driver was not given more time to operate at all, and the Beijing birds had already risen into the air, showing a willingness to attack that was far more vigorous than the Beijing birds in Minghu City.
Zhao Zijian leaned on the window and glanced down, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Keep hovering at an altitude of about three thousand meters, give me three minutes." Three minutes!"
With that, he returned to the crew compartment, glanced at it roughly, and told again, "Fasten your seat belts and bring your parachutes, right?
Everyone checked it out and responded quickly in a mess.
Some people are quite nervous.
Zhao Zijian glanced again, without saying a word, he suddenly walked near the porthole, his elbow easily smashed a large piece of glass, and the huge wind suddenly pumped - even if they were wearing seat belts, many people's bodies were still pulled out by this huge suction.
Zhao Zijianrao was ready, or was he almost pulled out by this suction.
But soon, that is, two or three seconds, the suction disappeared, and the whirring wind was so huge that people couldn't open their eyes, and they couldn't even tell whether it was blowing from the inside out or from the outside to the inside.
Zhao Zijian grabbed the porthole with one hand and jumped out.
With his feet kicked on the fuselage of the plane, his whole person was like an arrow from the string, and he was shot out thirty or forty meters away, and then fell uncontrollably - about 27,800 meters in the air.
The plane circled by, and the people on the plane counted one by one, as long as they were leaning on the porthole, although they didn't dare to untie their seat belts, they all leaned on the window and looked down with wide eyes.
Zhao Zijian fell down almost in a straight line.
Everyone who saw it frowned tightly.
It's almost a death-defying situation.
But fortunately, at this time, the local Beijing birds in Yunzhou City did not disappoint Zhao Zijian.
Almost at the same time, five or six Beijing birds, which were in the air and approaching the passenger plane, discovered Zhao Zijian's existence at the first time, so three or four of them turned around and rushed towards Zhao Zijian at the first time.
Zhao Zijian glanced at one of the somewhat weird Beijing birds with vermilion feathers on its head, and then glanced over the other ones, and the short knife suddenly came out of its sheath.
A Kyoto bird spread its wings and took advantage of the wind to rush at a high speed.
Its beak was facing the direction of Zhao Zijian's whereabouts.
If you are hit by it this time, even if it is Zhao Zijian, I am afraid that it will be directly penetrated by it.
However, seeing that there was still a distance of more than ten meters between the two sides, Zhao Zijian swung out a knife - there was no strength to borrow, Zhao Zijian, who was in mid-air and falling rapidly, was already completely weightless, completely relying on his waist strength, barely mastered a little body balance in the fall, and then swung this knife steadily and accurately!
At most, less than half of the strength remains.
It's not a ruthless word at all.
But even so, the Beijing bird was suddenly split in half by a lightning-like light that suddenly hit in front of him - more than 2,000 meters in the air, a rain of blood suddenly splattered.
Its rapidly advancing body had split in half, but it still maintained its inertia and rushed forward.
Zhao Zijian took a deep breath, and suddenly lifted all the energy in his body, allowing his body to stagnate in the air for about a tenth of a second!
Of course, the so-called stagnation is actually just a delay in the fall, and with his ability, with no place to borrow his strength, it is not enough to resist such an amazing gravitational acceleration in the sky.
But this reprieve, enough.
The two halves of the body of Jing Bird, who didn't have time to let out an exclamation until his body was split in half, were just hitting Zhao Zijian's body - Zhao Zijian finally found the first place where he could borrow his strength.
His toes landed heavily on the back of half of the bird's body.
The half of the corpse immediately fell straight and rapidly, but Zhao Zijian's body jumped up in an astonishing way, and jumped right into the diagonal sky above the Beijing bird with a large scarlet feather on its head, which was also flying rapidly, and had not had time to adjust its attitude and turn.
The Jing Bird saw his companion being split in half by this human knife, and suddenly came to the top of his head at this moment, and suddenly subconsciously screamed, and his wings were about to fall urgently.
But it was too late.
Zhao Zijian's body jumped right onto its back.
He didn't even look at it, just based on his memory and intuitive judgment just now, his backhand was a knife.
Another Kyoto bird, which had not had time to adjust its attitude and direction at such a fast speed, only had time to let out a hasty scream, but it had already fallen in response to the call.
With a swing of the knife, Zhao Zijian didn't have time to look at his results, he quickly flew forward a few steps, and stood at the junction of the neck, back and wings of the Jing bird.
It was only at this time that the fourth Kyoto bird, which was rapidly approaching, finally let out an exclamation, urgently adjusted its posture, and flew away diagonally. And the Beijing bird under Zhao Zijian was also terrified and screamed loudly.
"Jing ......"
At an altitude of more than 2,000 meters, the flight speed of the Beijing Bird is so fast that even if a normal person falls on the back of the Beijing Bird, it is impossible to stand firmly.
It was too windy.
But Zhao Zijian stood firm as a rock.
Suddenly, he stomped down with his left foot, and the bird was forced to change direction and fly diagonally downwards in pain, so it was right above the bird that was struggling to escape.
There is no doubt that at the moment when the flight paths of the two big birds were staggered in mid-air by more than ten meters of upper and lower heights, Zhao Zijian suddenly swung out a knife.
A stream of blood arrows erupted from the broken neck of the bird.
Its head fell rapidly, but its body flew forward for a full few tens of meters before it finally lost its balance and fell downward.
And until this time, in fact, less than twenty seconds have passed.
Large airliners have flown at least a few kilometers away.
Of the four Beijing birds that turned directly to attack Zhao Zijian, three of them have been cut down, and one has temporarily become Zhao Zijian's car, but there are more Beijing birds that are chasing the airliner at the tail.
On the plane, near the porthole on this side, at least a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at the distant air here in amazement—their mouths were all open at this time, and they looked like they couldn't close together.
The Kyoto birds are chasing the plane.
Zhao Zijian suddenly stepped forward and stood above the head of the Jingniao along its neck, which was not too thick—the wind vibrated its clothes, and the hunting sounded.
Jingniao shook his head violently, wanting to drop Zhao Zijian.
But Zhao Zijian not only stood as steady as a rock and was not affected by its movements at all, but also bent down at this time, grabbed the vermilion feather on the top of its head, and pulled it diagonally upward.
Jingniao was in pain, and was flying down diagonally, but at this time it had to be forced to pull up, and soon chased the direction of the group of Jingniao and the passenger plane, and chased over.
Its speed was obviously faster than that of other Beijing birds, so that although the process was full of confrontation, under the control of a feather, it still carried Zhao Zijian and quickly chased after the group of Beijing birds.
On the large passenger plane, I don't know who started first, and suddenly there was a shocking cheer.
Because Zhao Zijian not only just cut down three Beijing birds in mid-air, but also squatted on the head of a huge Beijing bird at this moment, commanding and controlling it to fly closer, it was really too shocking.
The cheers of the crowd did not fall, and in mid-air, Zhao Zijian's butcher knife had been waved again.
One by one.
Within a few seconds, the three Beijing birds, which had either had half of their wings cut off or had their bodies cut off from their small parts, fell down with screams.
The other Beijing Birds, who finally gave up the target that was already close in front of them, screamed and flew to the side - but Zhao Zijian actually controlled the Beijing Bird under his feet and chased after him directly.
At this moment, he only left the back of the squatting on the head of the Jingniao to the people in the cabin, but in the eyes of everyone, it was majestic as a god descending to earth!
Just over a minute later, the Beijing bird he "ride" turned around and flew back again.
When he finally got close to the airliner, and could barely make eye contact with the pilot in the cockpit, he waved his hand and signaled, "Follow me!"
Then the bird suddenly turned diagonally and flew downward.
The birds are in front, and the planes are behind.
In the passenger compartment at this time, after seeing Zhao Zijian's heroic posture of taking the Beijing bird to guide the plane, he couldn't help but burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers again.
Accompanied by the cheers of everyone, it was the mournful, angry, and unwilling cry of the Beijing bird under Zhao Zijian.
。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors