Chapter 42: Lost Contact
Although Lydia and he had only known each other for a week, it was clear that he had recognized each other in his heart, from the initial fear to the gradual acceptance now.
And Xia Zhijian is one of his few real friends, they have been laughing and laughing together for four years, and he still remembers the scene when the two met for the first time at the beginning of their freshman year.
So no matter which one it is, Chen Haobai doesn't want the other party to suffer.
Looking up at the dark muzzle, he was anxious, but his eyes were getting colder and colder.
Chen Haobai kept calculating in his heart whether he could stop the other party with instant acceleration, but he soon gave up because it was completely too late.
If the ability of "instant acceleration" was still in Lydia's possession, perhaps she would have no trouble solving the matter in front of her, he sighed at the thought of this.
And just when Chen Haobai didn't have anything to do, Lydia, who was sitting next to him, stood up, and then walked towards the other party, obviously wanting to replace Xia Zhijian in the other party's hand.
Chen Haobai watched her walk past him, stunned, and then grabbed his arm suddenly, and just about to speak, he only heard a cold snort.
"I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it!"
Chen Haobai's movements looked at the eyes of the two big men, and they were completely provocative.
For them, Xia Zhijian was actually dispensable, so when he saw the other party's movements, he pulled the trigger suddenly.
"Don't!!"
Looking at the other party's movements, Chen Haobai shouted with wide eyes, but it was obviously too late.
Then there was a loud "bang", blood splattered, and the passengers in the cabin screamed in fright.
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"What the hell is going on now!"
Yanjing International Airport, in the control center, a tall man in a suit looked at the big screen in front of him sweatily and asked anxiously.
"The course of Flight 821 has completely deviated and is flying in the direction of Russia, and it is currently only more than 400 kilometers away from the Chinese border. ”
A fat man with a headset sat in front of a computer and spoke, while his hands were constantly tapping on the keyboard.
The man in the suit turned slightly gloomy after hearing this, until it finally went completely dark.
All the surrounding staff were trying to contact Flight 821, but none of them succeeded, and looking at the noisy central control center, his heart was in chaos.
Originally, Zhang Wen and his friends were still eating out, but when they received this amazing news, they suddenly thundered like five thunders, and rushed back in a hurry without saying a word.
But after arriving, he found that the matter had reached a very serious point, and he knew that there were still many entrepreneurs in the first class of Flight 821, so once something happened, it was really not something he could bear.
"Show me all the waterways!" he gritted his teeth for a long time, his eyes fixed on the big screen.
The operator nodded after hearing this, and then saw a dense line on the big screen, one of which was marked in red, which was the route from Yanjing to Jiangxing.
It's just that there isn't a red triangle moving like on other routes, because that triangle has already run to a different line at this time.
And it was the lost Flight 821, flying straight north.
"What does the military say?" asked Zhang Wen, turning his head to look at the first person in charge of the control center.
Such a big thing as a hijacking can no longer be relied on by the police for public order, and the military must be dispatched to stop it.
"I've been notified that they tell us not to rush, and they're going to do it. ”
The person in charge is a blue-eyed woman, very beautiful, but at this time, she is also flustered, obviously frightened.
"Don't worry, when the fuck is this!"
Zhang Wen has never been foul-mouthed, but now he can't bear it anymore, "Call me again, let them go quickly, and if something happens to them, they will be responsible!"
"Okay, I'm going to fight. ”
The blue-eyed woman nodded when she heard this, and hurriedly walked forward.
Looking at the other party's back, Zhang Wen also took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a call.
"Wang Dong, the military has been dispatched at present, don't worry. Zhang Wen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"I'll give you an hour now to find out what's wrong, and if you can't find out, you can roll up and leave. ”
Listening to the indifferent voice on the phone, Zhang Wen's throat rolled, "Yes, I'll go check." ”
However, just as he was reporting the situation to his superiors, a man hurriedly ran to him and said with a panicked face: "Oh no, Flight 77 also lost contact just now..."
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"Brigade, Yanjing International Airlines called, saying that it had lost contact with Civil Aviation Flight 77 again!"
"Another one?"
Listening to the other party's words, Yang Jian'an was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to stare at the projection in front of him, only to see that a red dot the size of a soybean on it was moving slowly, and then it suddenly became two.
"The missing Flight 77 is heading in the direction of the East China Sea, and although it is off the direction, it is getting closer and closer to us, so we can hijack this one first. The analyst professional looked at the computer and suggested.
Hearing this, Yang Jian'an stared at the projection and was silent.
"How much time does 821 have to get to the border?"
Then he heard the sound of a crackling keyboard, and the technician's eyes lit up: "The current speed is 941 kilometers per hour, and if there is no yaw along the way, it will only take 28 minutes to reach the border at this speed." ”
"What about Flight 77?" Yang Jian'an asked.
"Arrive in the upper left airspace of our base in eleven minutes!"
Half-ringing, Yang Jian'an just wanted to speak, but at this time his private phone rang.
He frowned slightly and took out his mobile phone, but when he saw the caller ID on it, he immediately connected it and said seriously: "Chief!"
I heard a deep voice on the other end of the phone.
"I've said hello to the border guards, you guys go over there to meet them now, and be sure to hijack Flight 821. ”
"And the code name for this operation: 821. ”
Listening to the voice on the phone, Yang Jian'an hesitated and said, "Shouldn't the chief chase after the East China Sea first, they are about to enter our airspace here." ”
"Listen to mine or listen to you?!" the voice on the phone suddenly raised.
"Yes!"
"Also, there is a passenger named Chen Haobai on 821, and after finding him, report to me immediately, remember to make sure that he is safe. ”
"Yes!"
Hanging up the phone, Yang Jian'an's eyes showed contemplation, but he quickly recovered, and then he shouted to all the personnel in the hall: "Without delay, notify the first and third squadrons to set off immediately, target: the northern border!"
After speaking, he looked at a man wearing a blue air force uniform on his right: "You take the second squadron to stand by, and listen to my instructions in a while to intercept Flight 77." ”
"Yes!"