Suddenly, the passengers felt as if their bodies had lost gravity and were floating like astronauts. The plane continued to rush toward the rough sea below at a descent angle of 4 degrees.
"The Yankees have launched missiles!! We are descending! 1 meter!! 12 meters!! 1 meter!! Meters!!" the first officer screamed while staring at the expanding sea in front of the porthole.
stand up.
The co-pilot's horrified voice was transmitted to all airport towers through the public channel. Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe what they heard. This was done by Americans who are known as the paradise of freedom?!
At this time, two missile trails appeared from a few hundred meters behind the aircraft, bending down and biting the tail of the passenger plane. The radar warning device kept repeating "Missile is coming! It's about to hit! Missile is coming! It's about to hit!"
Hit!!!”
After the Boeing airliner reached an altitude of 1.3 meters, Jin Hao slowly pulled up the steering wheel and slowly flattened the fuselage. However, the height of the aircraft continued to decrease under the strong inertia.
"Meter!!! 4 meters!! 3 meters!!! 2 meters! 1 meter!" The first officer kept reporting the altitude data loudly. His whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and the missile was already approaching the passenger plane.
A few dozen meters away.
Jin Hao suddenly tilted the steering wheel to the left, and the fuselage of the passenger plane tilted to the left a few degrees. At this time, a missile in front roared through the air more than ten meters to the right of the passenger plane, fell into the sea, and exploded.
The passengers saw the missile's wake and the spray not far away from the porthole, and felt their hearts skip a beat.
"Boom~!!!" At this time, a violent explosion of fire came. Another missile passed between the left wing and tail of the passenger plane and exploded a few meters below. The fuselage of the passenger plane trembled and was hit by the missile.
The right engine, damaged by flying shrapnel, emitted thick black smoke and suddenly stopped running.
"The plane was hit! The plane was hit! The left wing was damaged and the left engine stopped running! The oil channel has been cut off!!! The altitude is meters!!!" The co-pilot looked like he was wandering through the door of hell.
It screamed about the status of the aircraft equipment. So everyone who heard the sound on the public channel was heartbroken.
The Boeing passenger plane finally stabilized its altitude 3 meters above the sea level. Jin Hao pushed the throttle to the maximum, and the remaining jet engine roared and sprayed out afterburner tail flames. The powerful power stirred up the sea water behind the passenger plane.
There were huge waves tens of meters high.
The rolling waves under the fuselage seemed to be engulfing the passenger plane at any time, but the Boeing passenger plane, dragging long black smoke, was like a dragon, cutting through the wind between the waves and the blue sky. Jin Hao held the steering wheel tightly to stabilize the height, as if using
It's like the chopsticks are juggling with a plate. If there is even a slight deviation, the waves will instantly engulf the huge passenger plane.
"The altitude is 3 meters!! We have entered ultra-low altitude flight!!! The left engine has stopped!! It's an emergency!!! Request support! Request support!!!" The first officer stared at the altitude as if staring into the eyes of the god of death.
The value on the watch has been steadily stopping at 3 and above, and he yelled like crazy.
"Wow!!!!" Airport towers around the world and the passenger plane pilots who were listening were all stunned. They were treating a passenger plane like a fighter jet by diving to avoid missiles, flying at such an ultra-low altitude, and with only one engine. This
What kind of driving skills is it?! This is the God of Flying!!!
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