Kapitel 46: Who Am I Today "An Ancestor"
"The plane is starting, please fasten your seat belts."
The flight attendant on the plane glanced at the two robbers who were sitting indifferently, and whispered to the surrounding passengers.
As the plane began to accelerate forward, the fuselage shook violently, sending other passengers into panic.
"Ah, why did the plane start?"
"No, I want to go back, I don't want to die."
"Seat belt, where is the seat belt? How should I fasten it!"
If a plane is hijacked on the ground, the probability of being rescued is still 10%; however, once the plane takes off, the probability of being rescued drops to less than 10%.
The flight attendants on the ground were still anxiously waiting for the support of the local police. However, the police did not arrive. They could only watch the hijacked passenger plane slowly rise from the runway.
"Damn, I don't have internet."
"Neither did I. Maybe the terrorists closed it."
"Then what should we do?"
"We can only resign ourselves to fate. I hope these two robbers are only seeking money and not their lives."
The two passengers near the dining car, after turning on the silent phone, were still trying to contact the outside world, trying to send a message for help.
But no matter how hard they try, without a signal, they are doomed to be unable to send the message out.
An old man in a white suit looked at the male passenger sitting next to him with his eyes closed in fear, and kept moving his butt towards the aisle.
The passenger had been mumbling numbers ever since he sat next to him. Initially, he thought the passenger might be sick and asked with concern if he needed a doctor.
However, the violent look in his eyes made him wisely shut his mouth and did not dare to ask any more questions.
Various signs on the passenger's body made him doubt the other person's identity, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt doubtful.
It immediately reminded him of those gangsters in movies and TV shows who silently recited the countdown to the explosion after planting time bombs.
There was a cry in his heart.
Oh, God!
Is this plane made of gold?
Otherwise, why would there be so many organized terrorists in a small plane? It's like it was agreed in advance, it's really terrible!
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Inside the cockpit.
"Hey, do you know those two men outside?" Sylvie, who temporarily acted as co-pilot, suddenly turned around and asked.
"I don't know him, what's wrong?" asked Gallo
"They are different from you. The two of them are terrorists. While you were away, they hijacked the entire plane." Sylvie said.
"It's impossible. Aren't the people on this passenger plane just ordinary people? Without wealthy businessmen and politicians, who would bother to hijack a civilian plane?" Gallo expressed doubts.
"What I said is true." Sylvie said firmly, "If you don't believe it, you can go out and ask other people. All the passengers outside have been held hostage by them. If you have a gun in your hand, you can definitely subdue those two gangsters!
Don't you want to prove to all the passengers that you are not a madman or the terrorist they fear, but a real soldier? "Sylvie stared at Gallo eagerly.
It was Sylvie's last word "soldier", which awakened Gallo's sense of honor as a soldier.
With a skeptical attitude, he carefully opened the captain's door, walked into the economy class, and met the two terrorists Sylvie had mentioned.
The middle-aged man near the aisle was concentrating on reading the holy book in his hand, while the other young Dragon Origin descendant was leaning back on the seat leisurely and concentrating with his eyes closed.
Whose robber looks like this?
Are you kidding me?
He couldn't help but suspect that maybe Sylvie was teasing him.
But seeing the taboo-like eyes of the passengers around him, he decided to play it safe.
After all, his purpose of hijacking the plane was to survive. If those two were really robbers, he could control them in advance to prevent them from destroying this only means of escape.
Gallo walked slowly towards Anderson's position and yelled: "You two stand up immediately, put your heads in your hands, and squat on the ground."
Chu Tianlan yawned, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and didn't take Gallo's words seriously at all.
Anderson on the side was still flipping through the Holy Scriptures, not even raising his eyelids during the entire process.
Gallo couldn't understand why the two men did nothing when threatened at gunpoint.
Could it be that they thought the gun in his hand was a toy?
He had just fired a gun in the cockpit and injured the extremely dishonest captain, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed to the cabin to find a temporary co-pilot to fill the gap.
Gallo took two steps forward with the gun, and the muzzle of the gun was almost close to Anderson's head: "I said, did you two hear me?"
Chu Tianlan stretched his waist and said in a lazy tone: "I'm not deaf. However, what you just said is usually only said to others by me. This is the first time I have heard someone say it to me."
After saying that, he turned to Anderson and ordered: "Anderson, let's keep him alive for now. It's still useful for the time being."
"As commanded."
When Anderson agreed, his body was like electricity, and terrifying power instantly burst out.
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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