Among the three circling aircraft, Dragon Airlines LH-777 began to deviate from its course, no longer circling, but flying straight!
It is about 30 kilometers away from Beirut Airport. Looking at its direction, it is heading towards Beirut!
On A-1414, Robinson looked at the LH-777 that started to move strangely in surprise. This seemed to be inconsistent with his prediction? So impatient?
But soon, a playful smile appeared on Robinson's face, "It looks like it's flying towards Beirut, but this is an illusion! I don't know if Wright noticed it, but he was heading in the right direction, but he didn't lower his altitude."
high!"
Wright is also experienced. "I understand that his goal is not Beirut Airport, but to fly through Beirut and fly to Cyprus! This decision came really quickly."
Robinson was self-righteous, "Based on my understanding of the Hua people, this should not be the idea of the Hua pilots. They are indecisive and not good at making decisions. This should be an order from the country! Therefore, he did not hesitate at all! In the face of the order,
Hua people never know how to argue with reason!"
Wright truly admired his partner's acumen this time, "Rubin, you shouldn't be flying a plane, you should be in the National Situation Room!"
...On the T-67, Abel made the same judgment!
For civil aviation aircraft, if they really want to land, they should start to gradually lower their altitude now; their current altitude is about 20,000 feet, which is 7 kilometers. Under normal operation, before entering the final blind landing guidance, civil aviation aircraft
The height of the machine should be about 3,000 feet, this is the rule!
Civilian aircraft are not military aircraft and do not support sudden ascents and descents, and they have never been trained in this area; unlike military aircraft pilots who must learn the routine of pulling up and running away immediately after dive bombing.
What he was worried about was, what would he do if the Hua people ran away? Would he also run away?
The co-pilot Guy understood his thoughts very well, "If the Hua people give up, the British will definitely give up, so shall we..."
Abel sighed. It's really hard to decide. Should you follow the crowd? Or be unique? This is a question!
"I don't know either! It all seems to make sense, so let's take another look, and then take a look..."
...On the Beirut Airport tower, there has been no news from the communicator. The entire airport is empty, not a single bird; the gunfire has completely stopped, and the armed forces of the major sects have finally kept their promises!
"This is a rare opportunity! If they don't take advantage of this opportunity to land, what are they waiting for? Are they waiting for those armed forces to change their minds?"
Aziz was a little anxious to get angry. The ceasefire between several parties was hard-won. To achieve such landing conditions would require countless rounds of coordination and transfer of interests. He really didn't want to do it again!
Tafman was not in a hurry. He understood the thoughts of the pilots above, "Don't rush them! They have their reasons! And the ceasefire interval is not a few minutes, but a few hours. Of course, you must be careful and check again!"
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Aziz was helpless. Good things were hard to come by. It was easy to make a plan but difficult to implement. There were countless variables and considerations that he could not fully control.
At this time, the phone vibrated with a text message. Aziz picked up the phone and took a look at it, then deleted it calmly!
This is the worst news. There are two missing Stinger shoulder-fired missiles in the arsenal! Why steal it? What is the purpose? He dare not even think about it!
But he knew that he couldn't say it now, he had to pretend to be stupid! Otherwise, if Tuffman knew about it, he would notify the planes in the sky, and these relief supplies would definitely be flown separately and landed elsewhere. There is no need to even think about such an outcome!
Masturbating with a bazooka is difficult and not suitable for professionals; masturbating with a Stinger missile is a perfect match!
Can only pray!
...A few miles away from the airport, in a messy residential building, in an ordinary small building, three bearded men wrapped in robes and turbans were playing with complicated-looking weapons in their hands.
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Uncle A, "My Lord Zhen, brother, do you know how to use this?"
Uncle B said, "Of course, I made a special trip to learn this... Well, don't be idle, move all these things to the roof!"
Uncle Ding, "There are still spices I dried on the roof..."
Uncle B patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry about your spices. Trust me, brother, you will have everything after you get off the plane!"
The three of them dragged their things up to the roof with some difficulty; originally there were A, B, C and D in their group, but Uncle C had already returned from the previous battle in the weapons depot and met Lord Zhen, so now they only
There are three of them left.
This house is not conspicuous, but it is on the flight path before the plane lands at Beirut Airport. It is less than 3 kilometers away from the airport in a straight line; because it is located halfway up a small hillside, even if they raise their weapons, the pilots will not be able to escape because of the height of the hill.
Because the line of sight is blocked, it is impossible to spot them; when the plane jumps over the hill, their position is just under the belly of the plane, which is safe and worry-free, and it is an excellent launching position.
They have been preparing for this day for a long time. As for the so-called ceasefire agreement, what does it have to do with them?
Chaos is the main theme here. They are all fighting for Zhenzhu. Why should there be any method? What time?
Just fight!
From the direction of the airport tower, this place cannot be seen with the naked eye, and no one has bothered to do so. There is no one patrolling here. Frequent wars have long lost the order that this land should have.
Death is nothing to the people here, this is another world!
...LH-777 kept flying forward without losing any altitude!
Bei Haiyang's face was expressionless, as if he had forgotten about the landing; Pang Lide was the same, just preparing the various subsystems of the aircraft according to emergency procedures!
30 kilometers, at their current speed, it would take less than ten minutes, and the result will be seen soon!
Mechanical Q&A, "Flaps are in the arm position, speed brakes are in the arm position, spoilers are in the arm position, automatic brakes are in the arm position, the landing gear is retracted and retracted normally..."
"The target airport is ten kilometers away, altitude is 200, speed is 240, runway correction angle is 30 degrees, corrected sea pressure is 1048, wind direction is 120, wind speed is 2 meters/second, temperature is 41 degrees, air humidity is 20%..."
This is not a formal question and answer, it is preparation before the dive bomber launches an attack!
Put the small movable items in the cockpit, such as water bottles, tea cups, etc. into the special storage box. The two of them silently fastened themselves to the seats, pulled out the oxygen masks and put them on!
"I'll drive!" Bei Haiyang's firm voice said.
"Captain takes control!" Pang Lide did not hesitate!
Bei Haiyang smiled softly, "Afghanistan landing method!"