Chapter 3 The speed of life and death, the great escape!
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When Takumi Fujiwara's black Honda couldn't be seen, Zhang Yang's face was gloomy, he grabbed a cleaner, asked where the nearest newsstand was, and then bought a map of Tokyo.
His current location is in Ota Ward, near Hagi Naka Park, and the nearest airport is Tokyo Airport on the east coast, located at Haneda Airport.
Zhang Yang looked at his watch, there were 15 minutes left.
Since he can't complete the task, Zhang Yang has to consider his own safety, when the earthquake comes, the land is undoubtedly the most dangerous, and the sea is even more not. In terms of magnitude, there is a high risk that an earthquake will cause a huge tsunami along the coast of Tokyo.
The only safe thing is above the sky!
Zhang Yang needs to board the fastest take-off plane in the shortest possible time, otherwise, as long as he takes one step at night, he may die here. However, there is not a single yen in the whole body of the public.
In addition to money, he also has an important matter, he does not have a passport and ID card on him. However, this problem is not so difficult to solve. Fake ID cards, fake passports, such things, have never had borders, what he has to do now is to find and know the people who make fake passports.
He looked at the map, he came to a nearby dance hall, walked to the bar, he looked around, there were two strong men watching the field, Zhang Yang didn't say a word, went up and punched one person, with his current liliang, it was no problem to deal with two strong men, and then he grabbed the hair of the two strong men.
"Where's your boss?"
Soon, Zhang Yang was taken to a nearby room, where two dancers were making tea, and a man in a kimono said with a gloomy face: "Say, what do you want to do." ”
"I need a fake ID and a fake passport, and I want it now."
The man in the kimono snapped his fingers, and more than a dozen strong men with blades came out from around the room, and then shouted, "Go!" ”
1 minute later.
Zhang Yang clapped his hands, threw the strong man who had just fallen on the pile, and took out the silver-white pistol at the shivering man in the kimono, pointing at the head of the man in the kimono.
"Hurry up, I want it now."
Soon, he had an extra passport in his hand, as well as 200W yen and some US dollars, and his name on his ID card was now "Fujiwara Muchuan".
There are 12 minutes left.
Heading east from the bar to Haneda Airport, Zhang Yang flagged down a taxi, got in, and spoke fluent Japanese.
"Get to Tokyo Airport as fast as you can, and I'll pay you double the fare."
“OK!”
The driver, a man about 30 years old, heard that the toll was doubled, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and the car sped away.
The driver, a native of Tokyo, was familiar with some alleys, and kept passing through some alleys, turning left and right, and soon reached the main road, and crossed a river to reach the airport, but the car braked suddenly, and the driver had no choice but to turn back.
"There was a car accident, the earthquake shook a crack in the road, a truck got stuck in it, and there was no way to cross ahead."
Zhang Yang got out of the car and looked, there was a long convoy jammed in front of him, and when he looked back, he found that the back of the taxi was also blocked by other cars, Zhang Yang's face was gloomy, he didn't have time to wait for these people to wait for the road to be cleared slowly. He immediately took out a 1,000 yen bill and threw it to the driver, got out of the car and ran forward, and the mechanical watch showed that there were 10 minutes left.
Zhang Yang's physical fitness at this time has been strengthened, and it is certainly not a problem to run, but when he just ran through the mouth of an alley, he suddenly heard a sound of surprise.
"It's you, Mr. Zhang Yang."
Zhang Yang saw that a black Honda was parked at the entrance of the alley, and the one who greeted Zhang Yang was Fujiwara Takumi. Seeing him, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.
"Mr. Zhang Yang, I thought about it just now, and what you said is very likely to be true. I went back to look for you, and you're gone. Now, my wife and I are getting ready to go to the Tokyo airport and take Mako back to Osaka on a plane. Compared to Tokyo, I still think my home is safer. ”
Takumi explained there, Zhang Yang sat in the passenger seat next to him, Chiyo and Mako were in the back seat, Zhang Yang didn't care about explaining, glanced at the time, and said: "Believe me the most haode, now there are still 10 minutes before the earthquake arrives, the road in front has been blocked, we have to take a detour." ”
10 minutes?
Fujiwara Takumi glanced at his flamboyant expression, saw the traffic jam next to him, and suddenly said.
"Mr. Zhang Yang, please fasten your seat belts."
Zhang Yang did so, and Chiyo in the back seat looked helpless, but Mako swayed left and right in the seat after fastening her seat belt, a little excited.
"Daddy is going to drag racing again."
Zhang Yang was just about to speak, when he heard Takumi shouting, "Sit tight", the black Honda reversed violently, and then hit the steering wheel, a beautiful tail flick, the whole car had already turned around, and then rushed out along the road from which it came.
Takumi's car was equipped with GPS, and he looked at the electronic map, pointed to a route, and said, "We have to arrive in 10 minutes, so we can only take this road." ”
As the two said this, the black Honda was already like a wild horse off the leash, let out a loud hum, and then rushed onto the road. Takumi's driving jishu was very good, he stepped on the accelerator in the traffic to the end, rushed left and right in the traffic, and soon arrived at the bridge across the river.
After arriving at the bridge across the river, a white truck blocked the way in front of him, no matter how Takumi honked his horn, it didn't help, Zhang Yang looked at the truck, and the Tokyo airport across the bridge, and there was a fire in his heart for no reason.
"Fuck off."
A small flame suddenly erupted from the tire part of the white truck, and the temperature of the tire was already very high under the high-speed friction with the asphalt road, and the flame quickly turned into a fire, and a puff of smoke came out. A screeching sound of brakes swept by, the van stopped, and the driver ran down, took out the portable fire sprayer on the car, and extinguished the fire there.
"This guy really deserves it."
Takumi spat and rushed towards the airport across the bridge with all his might, this time, there was no obstacle along the way, and he drove all the way into the airport, and after stopping the car, the four of them quickly ran towards the ticket hall.
"Seven minutes to go."
As soon as he entered the ticket hall, Zhang Yang saw the time on the electronic watch, December 18, 2012, 10:08 a.m.
The four of them quickly came to the ticket hall to buy tickets, God forbid, there were not many people at this time, and soon it was the turn of Zhang Yang and the four.
"I'm going to buy four tickets to Osaka, and I want to take off as soon as possible."
"Please show your passport."
Zhang Yang took out his passport and handed it over, Fujiwara Takumi saw the name of Fujiwara Muchuan on it, and didn't understand how Zhang Yang got a passport in a short period of time, but he didn't ask much.
"The fastest flight to take off is five minutes later, but ticket sales and check-in have stopped. If you want to take it, you can only take the plane in 30 minutes. ”
Tickets and check-in procedures are usually closed 30 minutes in advance, but there are less than 5 minutes left before the earthquake arrives, and after 5 minutes, it will be in ruins.
"We have something urgent and need to take off immediately, please help us be accommodating."
Fujiwara Takumi was very anxious at this time, but he couldn't say it, so he could only ask the conductor to be accommodating.
"Sorry, we have a ...... stipulation"
Zhang Yang stared into the conductor's eyes, and once again used mind manipulation to hypnotize, and in the female conductor's mind, a magnetic voice kept saying to her.
"Trust Him, Help Him, He is so desperate for your help, help Him ......"
When the female conductor's eyes were confused for a moment, she became conscious again, her face was slightly red, and she said in a low voice.
"Okay, Haode."
On her computer desktop, there is a red option that reads: "Emergency ticketing." ”
Soon, Zhang Yang and the four of them got the tickets that would take off in 3 minutes, quickly passed through the security check from the emergency channel, checked the boarding pass, and they boarded the plane 2 minutes before takeoff.
After they boarded the plane, they found their seats, just sat down, fastened their seat belts, and after the plane was cleared by the ground tower, they began to glide forward and start taking off.
Zhang Yang's seat was next to the window, and sitting next to him was Chiyo, Zhang Yang saw from the window that the moment the plane retracted the front wheels, the whole ground seemed to shake!
Tokyo Airport is located on the seaside, is an independent island, under the plane, is an open runway, Zhang Yang can see, that open runway, suddenly cracked a few cracks, just a short moment, has become a huge abyss!
"Oh no!"
"Oh my God!"
The people by the windows saw the change in the airport and exclaimed.
"It's a damn earthquake!"
"Oh my God, if we take off one minute later, we'll be like them!"
A passenger pointed down and exclaimed, the planes that originally stayed on the runway, like toy models, began to shake up and down with the trembling of the earth, and countless passengers ran out of the airport and from the plane, making a mess.
Zhang Yang and the four of them had just left the boarding hall for less than two minutes, like a matchbox, bumping up and down a few times, and then collapsing in a huge burst of dust!
The plane had already flown by this time, and the captain had been communicating with the ground tower by radio, and as the boarding hall collapsed, a blind sound came over the radio.
Dead silence like the end of the world!
Looking at the changes on the ground, a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe came out, and Zhang Yang took a deep breath.
"The Great Tokyo Earthquake ......"
"It's coming!!"
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