Chapter 432

"You'd better hold the grenade in your hand, so that I can feel at ease." Then I will secretly open the hatch and jump down with you! Song Yingxia's hand seemed to be carelessly placed on the hatch. She knew that this kind of hatch seemed clumsy, but it would be easy to open as long as it was opened inward first and then pushed sideways.

"Hey," after hearing what Song Yingxia said, Fan Yibin was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly sneered a few times: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as worrying about the air draft on the plane when you asked me to release the grenade fuse? Miss Song, I can warn you , now you are on the plane, no matter how many tricks you play, it will be useless."

"It's fine if you don't believe me." Song Yingxia looked at the pilot in front of him with indifference: "I just said that because I don't want to die in an accident." I didn't expect him to be so suspicious, it seems that he dragged him to jump together The idea of ​​an airplane is impossible to realize. Song Yingxia turned her head and looked outside the cabin. The height of the helicopter from the ground is about 4,000 meters. At this height, there is already a faint white mist floating around the helicopter.

Looking at the misty white mist, hearing the noise of the helicopter in his ears, looking at the LFc16 fighter jet not far away, especially when he saw the missiles hanging under the wings, Song Yingxia suddenly understood: The reason why Fan Yibin dared to swagger and command the plane to flee to Outer Mongolia was entirely because he had a bargaining chip in his hand! And this bargaining chip is oneself. What if this chip is gone? I believe that not only fighter jets intercept helicopters, but also the ground will respond.

How can he no longer have a bargaining chip to rely on?

That's just me leaving the plane!

Song Yingxia looked down at the shining belt under the fuselage, and there happened to be a ray of sunlight reflected by the water surface, and the golden sunlight immediately ignited her courage. Taking a deep breath, she glanced at the fighter jet on the side again. She grabbed the handle of the cabin handle, yanked it in and then quickly pushed it out...

The wind howled and poured into the cabin, and the black hair on Song Yingxia's hair covered her blushing face.

"You! Are you crazy!?" Fan Yibin didn't expect that Song Yingxia would suddenly open the hatch, and suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at her. Seeing her fluttering in the wind like a fairy, the finger on the trigger did not dare to pull it off. He knew that if he shot Song Yingxia to death, the result would be the same as shooting himself. The army and the police, who have no scruples, will definitely make his death very rhythmic.

The wind made Song Yingxia's body sway back and forth, she brushed her hair that was close to her face with her hands, her eyes were shining brightly, she giggled and said, "Deputy Bureau Fan, why did you shoot?" Why don't you shoot? Didn't you plan well just now, hold me to follow you..." As soon as he said this, the helicopter was suddenly shaken by a gust of wind, Song Yingxia swayed, and said 'ah' She whispered, as if a hand pulled her out of the helicopter, her body suddenly floated up, and her head and feet flew out of the cabin...

"Goshawk No. 1 is calling Yinlong, please answer when you hear it." Xiao Liang, the LFc16 fighter pilot who followed the helicopter closely, after following the helicopter for about ten minutes, saw that the helicopter had already flown away from the urban area. Flying northwest along the Yongding River, I called the ground and asked for instructions after receiving a response: "The helicopter is now flying along the Yongding River, and there should be a tendency to head towards Mongolia. Do you want to intercept it?"

"Goshawk No. 1, listen up! Before there is no clear instruction from the ground, you must not act rashly, and you must not act rashly! Understand?"

"Goshawk No. 1 understands..." Xiao Liang was just about to ask if he should go with him, when suddenly he saw the door of the helicopter's cabin open, and then the girl in white appeared at the door, her body was precarious, and followed The airflow was swaying at the door of the cabin, and he exclaimed in shock: "Ah! Goshawk No. 1 discovered that the helicopter had an accident!"

"What accident?!" Yue Zhenlin's left hand holding the pager suddenly trembled, and subconsciously glanced at the special red flag car parked quietly by the roadside. He knew that the general secretary of their call would definitely pass through a special way to hear. His heart suddenly raised his throat: Did Fan Yibin shoot?

"The hostage suddenly opened the cabin door! Now stand at the door!"

"What?! What did you say? The hostage is at the door of the open cabin?" Yue Zhenlin suddenly yelled, and closed his eyes in pain after the yell. He is very clear about what kind of girl Song Yingxia is: smart, lively and cute, and reserved from a noble family, but she lacks the ability to respond to emergencies. Now she is standing at the door of the plane in flight, what will happen next? He dare not think.

Listening to the words coming from the air headset next to the policeman's collar, Song Lanjiang still sat quietly, but there was a trace of sadness in his usually calm eyes: so what if I am the general secretary of a country? Don't you just sit here and wait while your loved ones are kidnapped? Even if I am like the Empress Dowager Cixi of the Qing Dynasty said 'I am the Qing Dynasty! 'So what? Isn't there nothing to do with Fan Yibin?

Song Lanjiang sat there quietly, when he heard Xiao Liang suddenly exclaimed, 'God! She, she slipped out...' After that, he couldn't keep his grace and composure any longer, he straightened up from the seat suddenly, opened his mouth and shouted silently: "Fu Zihui..."

After Xiao Liang shouted this sentence, there was noise from the air headset, as well as the sound of wind...

"Xiao Shen, lower the car window, I want to see the sky over there." After speaking, Song Lanjiang slumped on the backrest, and weakly ordered the police next to him. Xiao Shen lowered the car window silently, and leaned forward so that the general secretary could see the clean sky above the northwest without having to straighten his back.

The sky above the northwest was as clean as a mirror. A flock of white pigeons whistled and flew over. The shadows cast on the ground passed by the red flag car and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Outside the car window, Yue Zhenlin, who was standing at the front of an Audi car, squatted on it with his head in his arms. The Beijing officials, big and small, around him also understood what happened, and they all just raised their heads in silence. .

People's eyes are bright, and no one dares to make a loud noise when seeing these well-dressed officials like this. Everyone looked up at the northwest sky like those special police officers standing upright on the side of the road like javelins.

The wind blew past, swinging the belts of the Type 95 assault rifles in the hands of the soldiers, hitting them on their bodies, making a slight rustling sound.

Quietness, a strange kind of stillness suddenly appeared on the busy street in the past. Everyone looked at the sky above the northwest, and those who understood or didn't understand looked there, as if Santa Claus would ride from there on a five-colored deer in the next moment. Appear.

Yue Zhenlin slowly put the beeper in his hand on the front of the car, and before his hand left the beeper, Xiao Liang's shocked and excited call came out from the beeper: "Ah! It's incredible! The hostage is here When I slid out of the plane and fell out of the cabin, I was caught by the pilot!"

Xiao Liang's words were like a burst of stimulant, Yue Zhenlin grabbed the pager suddenly, and asked repeatedly in silence: "What, what's going on?!"

what happened? Song Lanjiang sat up abruptly, staring fixedly at the air headset next to Xiao Shen...

"The helicopter pilot is so great! He actually grabbed the girl's windbreaker at a critical moment..." Hearing that Song Yingxia was caught by the pilot, the cheers of the ground personnel had not yet sounded, and the trembling voice of Goshawk No. 1 came from the headset again. The report said: "But the girl's body is still floating outside, and the pilot is pulling him back hard."

Everyone was concerned about whether the pilot could drag Song Yingxia into the plane, but they all ignored that there was Fan Yibin in the cabin. But at this moment, who still cares about a Fan Yibin? Who still remembers him? Everyone was silently praying for the invisible plane over the northwest.

Northwest sky.

The helicopter shook suddenly, and Song Yingxia's body floated outward like a kite. With her long exclamation, the white windbreaker on her body was hung on the door handle, swinging outside the cabin. At this time, Qin Zhao, who had already unbuckled his seat belt, was regretting that he hadn't acted earlier. Seeing that his cousin was caught by the cabin door, he didn't hesitate at all, and stomped his feet with all his strength. His body bounced back like a spring, and his body was still in the air. His hands had already firmly grasped the corner of the white trench coat that Song Yingxia was wearing!

The body fell heavily in the cabin, Qin Zhao hooked a seat leg with his right foot, and his body was straightened by the longing Song Yingxia. He wanted to try his best to pull Song Yingxia back, but the wind speed outside was like a giant's hand, desperately resisting him, and his right foot hooking the seat leg was already making an exaggerated creaking sound. The helicopter also began to shake violently because no one was driving it.

Fan Yibin was stunned, he really didn't expect such a situation that he couldn't control to happen, the hand holding the gun stood there stupidly, staring straight at what happened in front of him, out of fear of death Instinctively, after the helicopter trembled violently again with his left hand tethered to the grenade fuze, he subconsciously raised it and grabbed the ring above his head...

Qin Zhao desperately pulled Song Yingxia backwards, but he was horrified to find that the white windbreaker on Song Yingxia's body was slowly being torn from the waist!

What to do? What to do? What to do! ? If she persisted like this, the final result would be to tear off the windbreaker and Song Yingxia would float away. If... Now that everyone has been thrown out, what else can be done?