Chapter 81: District 22 (B)
“...... Dvoru, he's not dead yet?" Gu Tie raised his brows slightly.
The golden lion suddenly raised his head to look at the camera in the cabin, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. He raised his right index finger covertly, "Smack!" A snowy arc flashed, and the camera screen became a snowflake spot, "Damn, this can be found, isn't it too unscientific?" Gu Tie scolded secretly and began to crack the laser communication link to invade the second DL26 variable rotor aircraft, and at the same time snapped his fingers, causing the worm that penetrated deep inside the firewall to explode violently.
"Dididi......" A red light lit up, the alarm sounded through the chassis, and Homir closed his eyes and muttered: "Two missiles, coordinates 4/4/12, 6/14/18." Dworu's maneuver didn't change, two bolts of lightning pierced the carbon fiber guard at the bottom of the cockpit, and the volley detonated the Stinger surface-to-air missile's warhead. "Boom!" The explosion caused the plane to shake slightly, and the two pilots clenched the control stick to maintain balance, and one of them wondered: "Hey, why can't you return to a horizontal attitude? Are the ailerons damaged?"
Another person shook his head and said: "There is no damage report, it may be that there is a problem with the gyroscope, and it is only 1 km away from the destination, so change your attitude." ”
The two of them flicked off the cover on the handle at the same time, pressed the engine attitude change button, and the two Rolls-Royce turboprop engines on the DL26 wings began to rotate clockwise, converting the forward propulsion force into downward lifting force, and the plane's forward speed immediately decreased, but the momentum of leaning to the left side did not weaken, and the people sitting in the cabin obviously felt strange, "What are you doing?" The deputy speaker snorted, "Did you get hit? Even the machine gun shells were intercepted, what hurt us?"
"No, Vice President, it's the control system that has a problem...... "As the pilot shouted in panic, the data on the transparent cockpit projection screen disappeared one by one, and the quantum terminal on the plane was captured by worms, "Click." The joystick was forcibly locked, all the signal lights went out at the same time, and the two pilots turned pale at the same time: "Out of control, Vice President! We have lost control of the plane!"
DL26 swooped towards a building at an accelerated pace, the safety bolts of the twelve Hellfire missiles hidden in the lower part of the cabin automatically opened, and a terrifying explosion was about to occur, and the pilot on the left screamed and grabbed the emergency handle to launch the rocket, only to find that his wrist had lost all strength and could not pull up the fluttering handle. "Are you going to run away? It's early, it's ......early," Dvoru chuckled, his fingers digging deep into the back of his seat, the needle-like current of the "sting" piercing the pilot's spine through the sponge filling, magnifying the pain a million times over all the senses of the first pilot.
"Vice Speaker. The Duke said in a deep voice.
"Got it, Sebastian. The old man in the shadows replied. A withered hand grabbed the cabin support bar, and the glowing red light lit up in the steel, and in an instant, it spread throughout the plane.
The building was infinitely enlarged in front of him, and the nose of the DL26 plane had already touched the gray cement wall, "Ahhh......h The explosion didn't happen, and he was horrified by what was happening. Flashing red-glowing planes were passing through the building, steel, carbon fiber, leather, and flesh weaving through the reinforced concrete, and pilots could see the faults of countless walls passing by, even the tiny bubbles created by the quality of the concrete load-bearing walls.
The huge fuselage of the "Buzz ......" staggered past the building, the red light suddenly went out, and the tail of the plane, which had not yet left the range of the building, immediately slammed off, and the plane began to sway violently. Ahead was the slum of the city of Batangafu, and the Duke looked at the low shacks that had been blown to pieces, and suddenly crouched down and punched through the floor, "Drink, drink!" Three punches hit the air, three times changing the plane's falling attitude, DL26 staggered into the shack area, knocked down hundreds of broken sheds like a lawnmower, and stopped in the billowing smoke.
"Ahem, God forbid, God forbid......" The cardinal pushed open the deformed hatch and leaped outside, scratching a cross in the smoke.
Several of the Brotherhood executives stepped out of the cabin and stood on top of a collapsed shack, "Did the ghost do it?" asked the Vice-Speaker in the shadows.
The Duke shook his head: "No, maybe it's just a malfunction." Khormill, where is the destination?"
The black-haired girl in the striped suit closed her eyes and opened them after a few seconds: "The nearest entrance is 1265 meters away, but it has been buried by collapsed buildings, and there are quite a few rocket artillery submunitions in the rubble, and these unexploded shells will cause problems for the removal work." The other entrance, 4,000 metres away, is guarded by Central African government forces. ”
"Vice-Councillor?" the Duke asked inquiringly, and the old man made a simple downward gesture. "Understood. The Duke nodded, "Homir, contact the second plane to let them land here, and we will go straight down from here." Where does this location correspond to the area of the underground bunker?"
"The main passage on the northeast side, the Duke. I immediately contacted the number two, but ...... Who should I communicate with? I don't dare to establish a spiritual connection with the speaker, and the pilot's ability to sense is insufficient......" Homir thought.
"Look for the chief deacon of Samael. Hurry up. Sébastien de La Fontaine squinted at the sky, and now the second plane was flying farther and farther away, becoming a small black dot in the dim sky, as it had derailed from its intended trajectory.
"Understood!" the Guardian Knight closed his eyes again. Her ability is the most special of the four guardian knights, and she is able to use the weak nerve radiation of the human brain to establish virtual channels, multiple channels to form a communication grid, which can accommodate up to forty-eight people to exchange information at the same time. As a non-combat sequencer, she rarely ventured into danger herself, and was able to establish a communication network for twelve Brotherhood soldiers through the faint background radiation from the phone, but during the largest raid since the Brotherhood's founding, she was personally named by the Speaker to participate in the battle, becoming an efficient communications hub on the battlefield with serious interference.
It only took half a second for her to lock on to the position of the second variable-wing aircraft, and in the hazy field of vision, a huge emission source shone with astonishing energy, which was the mental fluctuation of the sole leader of the Red Brotherhood, the elder of the Round Table. Homir held his breath, carefully avoiding the Speaker's spiritual radiation, finding the weaker spiritual entity next to him, and sending a request to establish communication.
In the cabin, an extremely tall, extremely thin, bow-like man raised his head, his thin chest covered by a straight officer's uniform, and a pair of sharp green eyes sunk into the eye sockets under the beret. "The Duke's message. Plane No. 1 crashed, and we had to go over and rendezvous and go into bunker together. "The deacon, the chief deacon of Samael, the third largest department of the Brotherhood and one of the seven departments," said Gusten Keodoyak in a hard, unemotional voice.
No one answered him, and Keodoyak turned his head to look. In addition to the pilot, there were only three passengers in the plane, and the serviceman sat in the middle of the cabin, and beside him there was a huge transparent glass cylinder, which was cordoned off by the ugly man with a hunchback and chicken breast, the bell-ringer of the brotherhood. And in the cabin sat a man wrapped in a black cloak, with a hood covering his head and face, and the person whose face could not be seen clearly was covered with a strange dark aura from top to bottom, but at the same time it emitted a tempting smell, as dangerous as poisonous honey. He sat still as the air around him changed shape and taste, moving like a swirling sea.
"Speaker?" Gusten called, still unanswered. "Hey, are you asleep again?" it's a moment I've been looking forward to for years...... "he curled his finger and tapped his temple, "tell the Duke that there is no problem, that we will change direction at once, and that we must take precautions before the ground troops arrive." I just received news that Mammon has found traces of the candidate, and is tracking the exact location, turn on the satellite phone to connect Mammon's communications officer to the grid. ”
"Yes, Lord Deacon!" said Homir bowed to the plane.
At this time, deep underground, Gu Tie was sitting in Room 2 of District 22 with a blank face. In the short time before the crash of the first plane, he saw the appearance of the passengers in the second plane through the laser communication channel, he could not recognize either Gusten Keodoyak or the bell ringer in the glass jar, but the man at the end of the cabin caught his attention, and the moment the camera moved, Gu Tie was immediately sure that it was the real big man who appeared in front of him. No matter how you increase the resolution, you can't resolve the man's face, sitting there seems to be a phantom with a meager sense of existence, or an out-of-phase caused by exposure noise, a coolness rises from behind, Gu Tie tried his best to enlarge the picture, staring at the man's empty head, "If you can detonate a few light bulbs to create a flash effect, maybe you can see his true face, is this the final boss I have to face......" couldn't help but start talking to himself, Gu Tie manipulated the worm virus to travel through the control bus of the plane to find facilities that could be used, and then the picture suddenly flashed and returned to darkness. With the crash of the first machine, the laser communication was interrupted, and the second machine, which was not equipped with microwave receiving equipment, broke away from the quantum network.
"Plop!" Gu Tie sat down in the chair, sweat dripping down his forehead. In the last moment, the Speaker's head moved slightly, and the light of gunfire outside the porthole illuminated half of his side face and an unfocused eye.
Familiarity and fear filled his heart at the same time, and the creature's natural danger receptors told Gu Tie that he was an extremely terrifying opponent, and what was even more amazing was where he had seen that face before.
But he couldn't remember.