Chapter 628

At 6:20 am, a Boeing 747 from United Airlines was boarding at London International Airport.

Soon, the large civil aviation aircraft, almost full of passengers, slowly entered the runway, gradually accelerated, and then flew into the sky. In the next seven and a half hours, it will maintain an altitude of 8000 meters from the ground and fly all the way to New York International Airport.

Twenty minutes later, the plane enters autopilot. At this time, passengers can unfasten their seat belts and move freely. And the stewardess began to get busy, preparing food and blankets for the passengers.

Just as a stewardess took the elevator down to the storage bin on the next floor and was ready to take food, she didn't notice, and a big man followed. Before the stewardess shouted, he grabbed each other's neck and hit the iron cabinet next to him.

Blood splashed from the stewardess' forehead. She fell to the ground. Her body twitched powerlessly, and she died without breathing.

The man looked at the corpse on the ground indifferently, walked to the innermost part of the storage bin, pulled out a large suitcase from a cabinet that should contain blankets. He dragged his suitcase into the elevator. When he got up, his companions were already waiting at the door.

When I opened the suitcase, it was filled with guns and ammunition.

These people quickly divided their weapons, and then rushed to their predetermined place according to the pre rehearsal plan.

"Sit down, all sit down!"

"If you don't want to die, sit back!"

"Didn't you hear what I said? Sit down... Sit down! "

When the plane was inside, there were screams one after another, and the panicked passengers sat in their seats under the black muzzle.

Two men rushed to the cockpit door at the first time. They pinched the time very accurately. At this time, when the stewardess was delivering coffee to the captain, the cockpit door was not fully closed, and the two men rushed in by knocking the door open.

"Don't move, this plane is listening to me now." The cold muzzle of the gun hit the head of the captain and the co captain. A man said darkly, "first turn off the radio and turn on the internal communication system of the aircraft. Don't move. I know how to fly an aircraft. If you're stupid, I'll drive it. Do you understand? "

The captain swallowed his saliva hard, nodded gently, slowly stretched out his hand and pressed several buttons on the dense instrument in front.

The man gestured to another companion, stared at the two captains, and escorted the stewardess delivering coffee out of the cockpit. At this time, a middle-aged man with short and fat body and sparse hair came slowly.

"Badawi, we have control of the plane."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly at the speech, looked at the frightened stewardess and smiled: "this beautiful lady, now please go back down and comfort the passengers, how about it? Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, we will never hurt you. "

At the same time, a public telephone reached the Pentagon of the United States.

"... if you want to save the 235 passengers and crew, you must release our great leader Harvey. Only when he waits for a private plane and calls us will we land safely at Washington Airport. Then we will release half of the passengers in exchange for fuel. Then we will fly to verostan, where we will release the remaining passengers... "

"... don't play tricks, or you'll wait for a moment of silence for these 235 people..."

In the Pentagon, frost can hang on the face of the Minister of the national department, and the conference room is full of other senior officials and generals of the national department. On the huge screen opposite, President Robert also looked very ugly: "who can explain to me who this so-called Harvey is?"

The foreign minister made a gesture, and James pinched his eyebrows and said, "Mr. President, Harvey is the leader of a terrorist organization active in the Middle East and Europe. Our counter-terrorism team arrested him in halstan two weeks ago and is currently detained in the prison of our allies for secret interrogation."

"Did you find anything?" Robert didn't have a good way. "Now this hijacking has been poked into the media. If that Harvey doesn't have much value, we can't..."

"Mr. President, we don't negotiate with terrorists."

The Chinese Minister suddenly interrupted Robert and shouted in a deep voice.

Robert's face suddenly cooled down: "of course I won't negotiate with terrorists, but we also have to consider the innocent people on the plane. Can we just watch them die with terrorists?"

James waved his hand and said, "Mr. President, now we suspect that the hijacking is a smoke bomb. They may want to make more terrible damage."

"Evidence, James, I want evidence." Robert knocked hard on the table, "don't be like last time. If you don't understand anything, you'll report it in a hurry. You know, since 9 / 11, our country has been threatened by terrorism every day. If we had to investigate one by one without evidence, our country would have been in chaos. "

"There's evidence this time, Mr. President." James opened the folder in front of him and showed two photos. "Three months ago, a secret British military warehouse was stolen, and a ton of VX sarin gas bomb hidden in it disappeared. We suspected that it was Harvey who planned it behind the scenes, so we arrested him. "

"After this period of interrogation, although havis did not say the specific whereabouts of the gas, he admitted that the gas was in the hands of his confidant, Badawi."

James put down the photo and said in a deep voice, "I am familiar with Badawi. He is a fanatic. He planned many terrorist attacks in the western world. So now I suspect that the poison gas is on the plane, and his purpose is to use this plane to attack us. "

"For example... When the plane landed at Washington Airport, it detonated a poison gas bomb. By that time, more than 235 people will die. " James took a deep breath. "It's no exaggeration to say that at least the whole East Coast will suffer heavy losses."

Robert frowned: "is that VX gas so powerful?"

"Let me make an analogy." James took out a pen, dipped it in his water cup, and then threw it on the table, "just that drop of water. If it was VX gas, there would be no living people in this room."

Everyone looked even worse.

"So does the Ministry of state have a rescue plan now?" Robert gritted his teeth and said, "have you worked out a plan that can't let the plane enter the border and safely rescue all passengers?"

James and others looked at each other. After a while, James hesitated and said, "we have worked out a plan to prevent aircraft from entering the border."

"What do you want to do?"

"Firing missiles at aircraft?"

"We're going to destroy our own plane?" Robert stared. "Are you crazy?"

The Chinese Minister coughed and said in a deep voice, "this is a sacrifice that has to be made in order to avoid greater losses. Rest assured, Mr. President, after shooting down the plane, I will take the blame and resign and take full responsibility for this operation. "