Chapter 392: Take Control of the Cockpit
Co-pilot Orlando has to control the plane, so the only person who can face Allah is Jesse, the flying engineer lion.
Jesse is also a big man, with the title of engineer, and if he can't get it, he has done physical work before, he has screwed, he is 1.8 meters tall, and he has a strong physique, and he looks stronger than the dead air police armor. And the victorious mentor Allah looks a little weak, and the whole thing is a lean little old man. In fact, this is all appearance, Allah has killed not a hundred but fifty people with his hands, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has walked all the way on the bones of people, not only is his eloquence first-class, but he also has a unique ability to kill. If you underestimate him because of his appearance, then you must be the one who suffers.
Which member of the ISBS has never killed anyone?!
When Jesse's huge body pounced on Ala, Ala's seemingly thin body suddenly exerted force, volleying a side kick, which was fast, steady, and powerful. I don't know if Allah did it on purpose, but his side kick happened to hit Jesse's lifeline.
Deliberately, certainly deliberately, Alathya is too bad, too evil.
With a bang, Jesse's body slammed into the bulkhead, and he screamed as he landed on the ground. Allah stepped forward quickly, holding a small ceramic dagger in his hand.
"Jesse, be careful, the bandits have knives in their hands." Co-pilot Orlando kindly reminded Jesse, the flight engineer.
At the moment when his life was at stake, Jesse couldn't care about the pain of his life, and kicked Allah who was about to come to him with a ceramic dagger. Allah grinned and slashed at Jesse's kick.
There was a tearing sound, and Jesse's trouser leg was cut open by a sharp ceramic dagger, a blood-red cut, which sank into the flesh and went deep into the bone.
The cockpit space was so small, Jesse had retreated into a small lump, and there was no way back. Allah strode forward again, grabbed Jesse's hair, and stabbed him in the neck. Jesse just died, the same life full of drama, and he didn't blink to death.
Just now Francisco asked Orlando to raise the plane from an altitude of 11,000 meters to an altitude of 15,000 meters, and Orlando is holding the control device and making the plane climb at the moment.
Allah didn't know how to fly a plane, so instead of rushing to kill Orlando, he turned off all the familiar cockpit and ground communication and positioning messy buttons, and cut off the wiring.
Let's take a look at another scene, chemical madman Omar VS captain Francisco.
Francisco looks thin, but he has come from a young age. When he was younger, Francisco flew a fighter jet. Since he is a pilot in the army, he will definitely have all kinds of grappling skills. Now that he is old, his leg bones are inconvenient, but some tricks can still be used at critical moments. And, Francisco is getting easier the more he plays.
Now Francisco and Omar are playing each other's lots, both with blood on their faces, and Omar is clearly at a disadvantage. There is no way, he is young and has no experience in battle.
Omar pressed Francisco under him for less than ten seconds, and Francisco counterattacked so hard that he wanted to crush Omar under him.
"Mentor, help!" Omar spinelessly called for help from Allah, not to mention the wolf.
Just when Francisco's self-confidence was bursting, he was slashed in the neck, from behind, and the attack must have been Ala, the victorious mentor who was extremely experienced in combat and killed people without blinking.
The breath of life faded away on Francisco's body at the speed of a falling meteorite, and he held his neck with both hands, trying to plug the wound, but in vain.
Dead, ah, going to die. Francisco had to face this cruel and somewhat tragic reality. However, now he doesn't even "know" which dog day is doing the sneak attack, and even if he hangs up, he can't turn a blind eye! So he turned back slowly, and his hazy eyes saw the little old man Allah, and said indignantly: "You, you." ,”
Without saying a word, Francisco hung up, and with a bang, it smashed into Omar's body, scaring Omar into a daze.
Allah said to Omar, "Get out of the cockpit." ”
"What about Aru?" Allah.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Omar.
The grizzled Omar pushed away the already dead Captain Francisco, who was half of his body pressed against him, stood up, his face clearly glowing with a hint of fortitude and determination, and then pulled his legs and ran towards the cockpit, for the mission in his heart.
The shootout between Aru and Air Police B lasted more than half a minute, and in this half minute, Aru fired three more bullets, and the last bullet was left in the gun. Air Police B fired four more rounds, leaving three in the gun. Now both of them hid in the space formed by the sofa on the same side of the passage, and neither dared to show their heads rashly.
If Aru's last bullet can't kill Air Police Officer B, then he will be passive, and it is possible for Air Police B to be killed. After all, with bare hands and a man with a gun in his hand, there is little hope of victory. The doors of the first class and business class were also closed by the passengers, and in order not to be "accidentally injured" by the gangster Aru, the air police officer B could not move the rescuers.
Oh man, I really can't say! Su zhì has something to do.
In fact, it's no wonder that it's good for gangsters to have guns in their hands.
The plane is about to fly over the chicken coop, and now it can be counted down in seconds. If you control the plane at this time, the timing is the most appropriate, and you will be stunned and hit the towering oil sister twin towers.
If the passengers knew that this was the purpose, they would definitely risk their lives and fight with the gangsters.
The Chicken Coop Ground Control Center and the Rare Airlines 797 passenger plane had only been talking for two or three minutes, and the personnel at the control center even suspected that the captain Francisco was joking with them.
Allah swept his gaze, and it was easy to see the battle form of Aru and Air Police Officer B. Since he didn't grab it in his hand, only a small ceramic dagger, he didn't dare to rush into the first-class cabin. But time waits for no one! If you miss the Jilongpo, the plane can fly back, but it is more likely to be shot down by the Jilongpo authorities with missiles or anti-aircraft artillery! This is no joke, if the authorities knew that the plane was going to hit their sister tower, they would have shot it down as soon as possible. How can there be hundreds of Chinese people on the plane? What if the flight is Australian? Shooting down is not negotiable, because if it is not shot down, it will be the chicken coop slope that suffers, and it is an unprecedented price.
Allah was weighing in his heart. The plane successfully hit the building, and it was a death if it was shot by the air police officer B, but it was just a few minutes before and a few minutes later. Since it's also a death, hesitating a ball!