Really afraid of something, Mo Yao opened his eyes, unbuckled his seat belt and stood up.

The fuselage of the plane leaned forward strictly, standing in the cabin, and the ground was now 90 degrees for a few days.

"Seventh Master, what are you going to do?" Beiying also hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and followed him to the driver's compartment area.

Rather than walking, it was better to prop up his body and move forward, and finally entered the driver's cabin, and Mo Yao sat down in the co-pilot's seat.

At this time, the tail part of the plane was struck by lightning, and it was whirring with thick smoke, leaving a black flight line where the plane passed.

The pilot was already pale and sweating profusely, and the hand holding the joystick was trembling all the time, and when he saw Mo Yao coming in, he cried and stammered: "Seven, Seventh Master, this time, we may not be able to escape!" You, you see! ”

He pointed ahead, through the layer of glass, Mo Yao could see the weather below, the wind was whistling with the torrential rain, their plane was falling at a speed of 500 kilometers per hour, it was estimated that it would not be long before they fell from a height of 15,000 kilometers into this storm area, for a handful of dust in this storm.

Mo Yao sighed, in this kind of weather, even if it is a parachute jump, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be turned into a nature brand barbecue by a thunderbolt.

"Switch to manual operation mode." Mo Yao commanded calmly, he saw that the wind below was reversing, and if the wind was reversed, maybe they would have a chance to fly again.

The pilot was no longer able to operate normally with one hand, and it took his left hand to hold his right hand before completing the operation.

"You can pull the joystick when I tell you later." Mo Yao's eagle-like eyes stared at the dark blue that was getting closer and closer outside the window, and the pilot was so frightened that he almost covered his eyes.

Directly below is a vast ocean, and the hurricane is rolling in the waves, and if they fall, they will not survive the waves, even if the plane does not explode.

Mo Yao gritted his teeth, "Pull the joystick!" ”

When the pilot heard this, he stretched out his two hands and grabbed the control stick, if he fell, there was only a dead end, maybe there was still a chance to survive in this way, and with all his strength, he pulled the control stick up.

The plane shook violently, the pilot hurriedly adjusted the course, and the plane staggered forward under the impetus of the hurricane, and the smoke behind it was still rising, drawing a long L line in the air, and it was quickly blown away by the storm.

The most pitiful thing is Beiying, Mo Yao and the pilot Yu are sitting in the seats, and there are seat belts tied, only he is standing behind Mo Yao, the plane suddenly changes direction, and he was caught off guard by being thrown out of the cockpit, fell into the leisure area, rolled on the ground several times, and only stopped until he hit the corner.

The internal organs were thrown together, Beiying gritted his teeth in pain and inhaled, covered his lower abdomen and just turned over and lay down, the plane took another sharp turn, he was thrown out again, his body slipped, and he slammed into the wine cabinet opposite, his waist hit the corner of the cabinet, and his head also knocked out a big bag.

Next Olympics! No matter how calm Beiying was, he couldn't help but scold, his waist was about to break, and after a few more hits, he didn't have to wait for the plane crash, he could return to his position on the spot.

In the pilot's cabin, Mo Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and the plane finally rushed out of the storm. However, the good times were not good, and after less than two minutes of smooth driving, there was a sudden loud bang behind the plane, as if something had fallen, and then the plane lost its stability again, tilted to the right, and deviated from the flight path.

Holding the wine cabinet with his left hand and his waist with his right hand, Beiying, who had just stood up, was thrown out by the strong air flow for the third time and slammed against the wall, his throat was full of fishy sweetness, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh no," the pilot nervous again in the cockpit, "the tail was struck by lightning just now." ”

Mo Yao glanced at the route map, and from the satellite, they had reached the sky over the Gulf of Oman, and in the field of vision in front of him, an island appeared, and the island was surrounded by a piece of green, which did not look like an inhabited island, because there was no mark on the satellite, and the only possibility was that it was a desert island, which had not attracted anyone's attention for the time being.

In the distance, he saw a platform on the top of the desert island, like an apron, hidden among the trees, and if he didn't pay special attention, no one would be able to find it.

The matter was urgent, they had no choice, Mo Yao decisively pointed to the tarmac on the desert island, and said to the pilot: "Find a way to drive the plane over and land there." ”

The pilot followed the direction of Mo Yao's finger and saw the hidden tarmac, calculated the direction and time, and he felt that the plane could probably support the flight over, and as for whether it could land safely, it could only be Amitabha.

The pilot prayed silently in his heart for 3 seconds, and began to turn on the manual mode and drive the plane in the direction of the desert island.

The tail was partially damaged, and the plane could not fully balance, and just as it was close to the top of the tarmac, it suddenly deflected and rushed to the woods on the side, seeing that the thick branches of the trees were about to crash into the cockpit, the pilot pulled the control stick again, forcing the plane to lift its head upwards and fly over the treetops.

Although I missed the best landing spot, I finally stumbled onto the runway.

The runway was very short, there was a cliff in front of it, and below the cliff was the sea, they missed a section of the runway, and at this speed, they would definitely stop in the sea, and the pilot didn't even have time to think about it, and immediately turned on all the speed brakes, and despite this, the plane still taxied quickly.

Seeing that he was about to rush into the sea, the pilot covered his eyes in fright and shouted, Mo Yao almost believed that this time it was indeed hopeless.

Lao Tzu Yingming I, would die in such a place, even if someone wanted to help him collect his body, it is estimated that he would not be able to find where he died. The corners of Mo Yao's lips hooked slightly, revealing a strange smile, so that he could finally accompany his Yilan with peace of mind.

Click, click!

The pulley on the right side of the plane was broken, and the plane that was taxiing suddenly lowered on the right side, and the fuselage was attached to the ground, rubbing against the asphalt road for a burst of sparks, the left and right speed lost balance, the plane turned 180 degrees on the spot, and the tail hung on the edge of the cliff and stopped.

The heavy shell of the plane shattered the pumice stones on the edge of the cliff, and the large and small rubble crackled into the sea, causing waves after waves.

The waves entered his nostrils with a salty scent, and Mo Yao opened his eyes with a long sigh of relief, and finally landed safely.

He watched the pilot take the hand that was blocking his eyes, and his face was shocked, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he was surprised that he was still alive, that he had not fallen into the sea, and that he had not been blown away by the explosion of the plane.

The pilot, who was filled with the great excitement of "I'm still alive", jumped up from the pilot's seat and shouted, "I'm not dead, I'm alive, oh my God, I'm still alive." ”

As he shouted, he ran towards the cabin, and as soon as he opened the door, he collided with the North Shadow who was about to enter the cockpit.

Beiying was still dizzy, and the plane landed so that he, who was not wearing a seat belt, hit back and forth in the cabin for several rounds. didn't hit and die, which made Beiying feel that he must have done a lot of good deeds in his previous life.

"How are you?" Mo Yao's tone was surprisingly flat, he had already seen through life and death after going through life and death, if the plane crashed just now, then the only thing he regretted might be that he couldn't help Lan repay the revenge.

"I'm fine." Beiying rubbed the big bag on his head, "Seventh Master, you weren't hurt, were you?" ”

Mo Yao shook his head lightly, stood up and prepared to get off the plane, the pilot had already jumped outside, it seemed that the great sorrow and joy came too quickly, he couldn't bear it for a while, and he needed to vent.

Beiying stopped him, "Seventh Master, this place is unfamiliar, I'm afraid of danger, you take a rest on the plane first, and I'll go to investigate the situation." ”

"Is it more dangerous than just now?" Mo Yao's deep eyes flashed with the light of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, "I went out to breathe, the plane was too stuffy." After walking a few steps, he remembered that he turned around and instructed Beiying to contact Aman to postpone the negotiation time, according to the current situation, it seems that it is difficult to arrive on time, and now that he has met on the road, he is not trustworthy, and if he is not punctual, it will be more difficult to cooperate with them in the future.

Beiying said that he understood, and Mo Yao got off the plane and walked towards the jungle.

This is a typical tropical island, the island is full of green trees, birds and flowers, the air is refreshing and the environment is quiet, theoretically a very suitable island to live on, Mo Yao has been walking from the apron to the coast, no trace of inhabitation has been found.

Since there is no one to live in, why is there a tarmac here? And judging from the brightness brought by the friction of the ground on the tarmac, it does not look like it has been unused, but it looks like there are frequent landings.

Could it be that this is a private island that comes for the occasional vacation?

Mo Yao stood on the edge of a sea, his eagle-like eyes peering into the depths of the trees.

In the trees, a flock of birds were startled by something, flapping their wings and flying into the sky, with bursts of mournful calls, flying towards the depths of the white clouds. Gunshots rang out in the depths of the forest.

Mo Yao pricked up his ears vigilantly.

This area looks like a deserted island, how can there be gunshots? After a moment of hesitation, Mo Yao's cold eyes swept over the jungle in front of him and walked towards the place where the gunshots were fired.

Walk very carefully along the way, for fear that the footsteps will alarm the nearby birds and beasts and attract enemies. After about half an hour, Mo Yao found a camouflage house hidden deep in the jungle.

No wonder they couldn't see it when they flew through the air, the house was painted the same color as the jungle, and even if it was a satellite inspection, it was estimated that nothing would be found.

There is such a hidden place on the island. Mo Yao couldn't hide the surprise on his face, looking at the architectural style and layout of this place, it looked like a military base, and the military apron on it should also be designed with the military's fighter plane in mind, so when his plane landed, there would be problems on the runway.

Looking around the base, all the surrounding monitoring equipment seems to be difficult, trying to get in without being discovered.

"Ah......h

The voice...... Mo Yao's heart was shocked-

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