Chapter 68: Horror in the Air

The captain, who was sleeping in a daze, was woken up and turned his face to see who the guy who was yelling behind him was and why he was disturbing his sleep. As soon as he turned his head, he was smashed back by a rifle butt, although the AKS was a folding butt, which was not as heavy as a wooden one, but when it hit him in the face, it was still bloody, and the captain had a mouth and a tooth fell to the ground.

"Don't move now, or I'll kill you!" The man shouted viciously, "If you want to have more eyes on your head, I will fulfill you." ”

"You can't do that, I'm the captain, and we'll have to fly the plane." The co-pilot's face was colorless, and he trembled.

"You don't have to worry about this, I can fly a plane, although amateurish." The man pressed the barrel of the AKS against the corner of the co-pilot's mouth, and the cold feeling made the co-pilot tremble and shut his mouth in amusement.

"You open the connection with the central dispatch tower, I have something to say to them." The man pointed to the communicator in front of him and shouted at the co-pilot: "It's useless for you to press the police, I just want to send this message out." ”

Tang Menglong was woken up in the chaos, and when he woke up, he found that something was wrong inside the plane, several militants were holding guns and shouting and scolding people to squat honestly in their seats, and not far from the cockpit, a woman was lying on the floor with blood, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

"Oops, there's a hijacking." Tang Menglong quickly understood what had happened in front of him, some of the passengers around him were pale and dirty, and some were secretly lying on the backrest crying, probably afraid that the terrorists would find out, so they only dared to sobbed quietly.

Soon word spread, and the Indians knew that one of their airliners had been hijacked over the Indian Ocean, but with the poor speed of the Indians' response, they might not have responded forcefully even if the plane reached its destination in two hours. The more than 100 people on this plane were in a state of resignation at this time.

The man did know some of the basics of aviation, and knowing that the pilot had not deceived them into flying around, he relented and whispered with several other accomplices about how to negotiate with the government. They felt that they were well armed, and that they had planted large bombs in advance in the baggage compartment of the plane, and if necessary, they dragged everyone along with them.

Dang Weimin drove the aircraft he was riding in and rushed to the sky above the Tu-154 plane, directly remotely controlled the second batch of spider planes into the plane, and found the guy named Tang Menglong. Judging from the surveillance, although the guy was also very scared, he didn't do anything excessive. He was indeed worried that this important candidate would be killed by the terrorists and that his hard work would be wasted.

Several miniature spider machines slowly approached the target along the floor, and then formed a ring and came to a silent stop, the robots could eject a large number of special protective shields if necessary, which could ensure the safety of the passengers around the target.

Half an hour later, less than 500 kilometers away from Mumbai International Airport, the party gave the people an order to start acting, and he didn't want the plane to land directly and safely, which was not in line with the advance assumption.

The flight system, which had already been controlled, immediately opened the fuel drain valve and released the remaining more than 4 tons of fuel on the plane. This leftover fuel would be too dangerous to leave on the plane, and it would burn everyone to death in an emergency.

It only took ten minutes for there was not much fuel left on the plane, and it took a long time to realize that something was wrong, and he saw at a glance that the oil pressure gauge had dropped below the red line, and he shouted in horror, and the terrorist with the AKS said angrily:

"Bastard! What are you yelling about? ”

"There's no gas, there's no plane's oil." The captain pointed to the oil pressure gauge and sweated.

"How is that possible? It was normal just now. The man looked at the oil pressure gauge and was a little panicked, although he was not afraid of death, but this operation was mainly to ask the Indian government for his companions in custody, and the current situation was different from the plan, "Bastard, you must be making trouble." ”

"I didn't," the captain opened his mouth wide and quickly explained, "I didn't do it, if I didn't do it, wouldn't I die?" The plane is too old, and it may be that there is a malfunction there. ”

"Fault, then you hurry up and check, otherwise I'll kill you now, and there is a co-pilot anyway." The man pointed his gun at the captain, "Hurry, hurry!" ”,

At this moment, a mechanical spider lying on the ceiling swooped down, and two sharp knives slashed the impatient terrorist's face several times, and immediately bled profusely. Another mechanical spider also jumped to the front of the co-pilot's chest, and the sharp knife sliced the young co-pilot's carotid artery like lightning.

"Ah~ah~ah~" The man was covered with blood and couldn't open his eyes, and in the moment just now, he judged that it must be the ghost of the crew passengers! Although he couldn't see it, he immediately opened fire, and the bullets rained down on the captain's body and the plane's control panel.

The 30 rounds of the "Tutu Tu ......" were fired in a matter of seconds, turning the captain into a hornet's nest, some of the bullets also entered the control platform, and some of the instruments emitted a sharp alarm sound.

The man swiped the blood in front of him with the back of his hand, and then pulled another magazine from his satchel, but he didn't see it, and the magazine was somehow connected to the two grenade fuses on his chest. He had just fumbled the magazine into the AKS magazine when two grenades emitting white smoke exploded.

"Boom!" The explosion of the two grenades set off a "rain" of flesh and metal shrapnel, which blew up the cab beyond recognition, and several of them smashed a large number of cracks in the front window of the aircraft.

A female terrorist had just rushed towards the plane when she was blown back by the strong wind, and in a panic, she pulled her pistol again and again, and a string of bullets flew to the roof of the plane, hitting several small holes in the top of the plane. After firing the bullets, she lay down on the ground, watched the chaos of the wind blowing from the driver's compartment and the chaos of the passengers crying and grabbing the lowered oxygen masks, and pulled the grenade on her chest.

"Boom!" The second explosion did not penetrate the fuselage, but caused more casualties. Many passengers stood up, turned around and ran towards the rear of the fuselage.

"Bang! Bang! "The terrorists in the middle of the fuselage shot the shotgun bullets, knocked down several passengers who were running around, also pulled the grenades on their bodies, and then pounced on the plane's glare window.

"Boom!" "Boom", after a loud bang, a hole more than a meter large was torn open in the middle of the fuselage, and the pressurized cabin immediately exerted pressure outward. Several passengers were sucked out of the plane and disappeared into the night sky screaming.

"Oh no, the captains are dead, and we're falling into the sea." A passenger close to the cab shouted hoarsely when he saw the tragic appearance of the captain and the others.

Now the passengers on the plane were even more confused, more people stood up, some ran to the front of the fuselage and some ran to the rear of the fuselage, and in the panic, a few unlucky people fell into the sea.

The engine of the passenger plane lost its fuel supply, first the No. 1 engine in the middle of the fuselage, then the No. 2 and No. 3 engines stopped one after another, and the passenger plane maintained a gliding attitude and rushed towards the sea.

"Okay, keep steady." Dang Weimin continued to fly the airliner, and the current airliner control line was still partly under his control, so that the plane descended at a relatively smooth angle, instead of falling into the sea like a stone.

"Tong!!" The passenger plane basically maintained an elevation angle of 30 degrees and fell on the sea, immediately taking the middle of the fuselage as a break point, and split into two, and the rear half of the fuselage immediately poured into a large amount of seawater, and the passengers inside would be drowned directly by the sea water even if they wore life jackets and did not die in the impact.

The front half of the fuselage remained in a sea-gliding state before slowly starting to sink. More than half of the dozens of passengers in the front fuselage remained awake and put on life jackets one after another, trying to escape.

Tang Menglong was knocked on his head just now, and he struggled to swim out, but as soon as he swam out of the cabin, he was brought into the vortex by the sinking fuselage behind. He struggled, but to no avail.

Just when he was desperate, a humanoid object appeared in front of him, with two pale red wings spreading, like a legendary angel, "Help." He shouted with all his might.

The "angel" seemed to hear his cry, and slowly flew towards him, and as the distance approached, his excitement was replaced by fear, this angel-like thing, but the head was unusually ugly, like an inverted fly-like head, and the two red eyes shone with an evil light.

The object just stared at him with red eyes, without any movement, and then Tang Menglong vaguely understood that this guy in front of him was simply a person from hell, just coldly watching himself towards destruction.

At the last moment, Tang Menglong finally went into shock because of his serious injuries, and he did not personally feel the horror of sinking with the body and drowning.