"Thirteen, withdraw, our friends are here." The voice of Mouse came from the earphones. Thirteen flicked the hose on his waist. The automatically retracted hose forced Thirteen to pull it back like a yo-yo.
Return to the base of the wings of the departing plane.
Just when the flying-headed father, who had blown out his front teeth, turned around with a roar, he saw two matte gray fighter jets flying from the front of the passenger plane.
"Kitty Hawk 2, the target is found. The target does not have any reflected waves, so the missile cannot be used!"
"Switch to use cannon attack." Mouse gave the order, and saw the hatch of the M2 Vulcan six-barreled cannon on the back of the F22 opened.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! The sound of shooting was like a swarm of bees flying by. More than 3,600 bullets per minute were bombarded on the huge head, causing black blood to spatter, but it was unable to really hurt its vital parts. The fighter jets roared.
He made a bend in front of the flying-headed father, pulled away and tried again.
With the intervention of the Bald Eagle fighter jets, the passengers on the passenger plane cheered and shouted: "American Daddy is the best! I love you, and we will stay here for another ten thousand years..." What a miracle. But they completely forgot just now.
It was only a few Chinese people who allowed them to live to see the reinforcements arrive.
Just when I thought that modern technology would be completely victorious over the traditional monsters, when a fighter plane started firing cannon fire again, the target suddenly disappeared. In an instant, the fighter pilot thought it was getting dark. When he looked up, the entire fighter plane turned out to be
In the mouth of that flying man!
"***!" The blond pilot forced himself to accelerate, but even if you had the best engine in the world, you still couldn't shut up the flying man's father as fast as you did.
There was a click, and the position where Feitouman's father was biting happened to be the cockpit. The pilot was probably dead. The violent explosion turned Feitouman into a ball of fire that soared into the sky, but it could not hurt him. It was huge.
His head passed through the billowing black smoke and chased the passenger plane again.
"This thing really can't be killed no matter how hard you hit it..." Thirteen said resentfully.
"That is a great demon that has been practicing for five hundred years. It requires the fifth level of the earth to fight against a monster. Of course you, a temporary worker, cannot defeat it." Mouse sighed.
"I suddenly thought of an idea. Hey, help me ask, does that fighter carry 'that'?" Thirteen said with a evil smile.
"Which one?"
"MOAB, a reduced version of blu-82..." Thirteen saw this name in a military magazine. This is an old antique traditional bomb. It is powerful but too big. It is said that the Bald Eagle is currently shrinking its size.
volume, and is being tested on the F22.
Mouse quickly searched with keywords and shouted, "Fuck! The third generation cloud bomb? Commonly known as the 'Mother of Bombs', that thing is as powerful as a small neutron bomb!"
"The power of the smaller version is not that great, it's just that..." The smile on Thirteen's face became even more obscene.
Mo Zi quickly contacted the pilot of the only remaining fighter plane. The guy was almost scared to death and did not dare to get too close to Feitou Man's father.
Ten seconds later, Mouse connected to Thirteen's communication, "You are lucky, someone else brought one, but that thing uses a parachute for unpowered inertial release. At that speed, it is impossible to hit a flying aircraft."
What a bastard!"
"It doesn't matter. Just throw the pilot out. I'll do the rest." Thirteen disagreed.
"You must be crazy!" Although Mouse said this, he quickly contacted the pilot because of time constraints.
The pilot thought that the commander's head was caught in the door, so he checked twice before confirming that the order was correct.
Reluctantly, the F22 flew parallel to the top of the passenger plane, and opened the magazine below as ordered. Dropping the smaller version of the blu-82 bomb that was still being tested, Thirteen Steps rushed onto the back of the passenger plane, and used his bare hands to remove the long bomb.
The object, which was 3 meters long and weighed 2 tons, was carried on the shoulders. The heavy force caused the passenger plane to sink.
In just one second, Mouse was almost scared to death. You must know that Thirteen’s little hand slipped and he failed to catch it. After everyone on the plane died, not even Zhazha could be found. This miniature version of blu
-82 power, it is a perverted thing that will produce a mushroom cloud when it explodes.
"It's so heavy!" Thirteen used the triple strength of Nijinjue, but his legs were still trembling from the pressure, "Come on, you monster! SF Express! Please sign for it!"
Thirteen stood up on the back of the plane and once again let the wind carry him head-first into the flying-headed father behind him.
"Can you pull off the same trick twice?" Feitou Man's father said with disdain, his body swaying irregularly from left to right and unable to position himself.
"Come out... Doubi, haven't you always wanted to kill the big guy?" The Spirit Release Machine in Shisan's other hand was inserted back into the sword niche ghost, Dao Chi Lin was put down, and when he bit it again, he had already bitten Dou's
With his fingers, he pulled it out of the world of the sword niche ghost.
"I've said it many times...my name is Dou, not Doubi!" Dou glared angrily, but on Thirteen's Spirit Release Machine, it transformed into a green thorn whip hundreds of meters long, as thick as four fingers.
The long whip, also known as the Dao Thorn, was used by Shisan once only to test his fighting ability. But that time, with just a slight wave, the dense forest within a hundred meters around Shisan was directly razed to the ground, and Shisan's capital was destroyed.
I'm so happy.
But now, the waving Taoist spines are like a giant python covered with cone-shaped spines, automatically locking the target and wrapping the flying-headed father in the air into a rice dumpling.
"Come here!" Thirteen violently pulled in his direction, and the huge head was pulled back.
Feitou Man's father gritted his teeth tightly to prevent Thirteen from taking advantage of any opportunity, but he forgot that he was missing two front teeth...
"Go in!" Thirteen used every muscle on his back and just threw the big bomb on his shoulder into the throat of Feitou Man's father along the missing front teeth.
Thirteen was definitely not a nurse. He fed the food so quickly that the bomb was planted directly in the throat of Feitouman's father, making him cough for a long time without being able to swallow or spit it out.
Under Mouse's urging, the passenger plane left again with overloaded afterburners. In an instant, it had already flown 1 kilometer away. The miniature version of blu-82 exploded as expected, and the red and black mushroom cloud instantly swallowed up the arrogant flying-headed father.
No matter how powerful this monster is, the power of the third-generation cloud bomb still burned every cell in him to ashes, and even the monster core was directly vaporized.
The powerful shock wave caused the passenger plane to sway constantly, as if it was about to crash at any time. Thirteen were like yo-yos spinning in the wind, being blown from side to side until they almost vomited...
Thank God, the flying-headed father never rushed out of the mushroom cloud again. Kitty Hawk 1 successfully completed the escort mission and returned to the air force base. After this trouble, the tower on the ground had to re-establish communication with the passenger plane.
The passenger plane began to slow down and lower its altitude, and Thirteen returned to the wing again, taking off the Spirit Release Machine that Yan Shen had been holding on to without relaxing at all.
There was no need to thank the teammates. Thirteen returned to the airport, his legs still a little weak and trembling.
Lin Xi stepped forward to help Thirteen up, and quickly gave him a kiss to give him strength. A group of passengers cheered looking at the beautiful scene.
"Everyone, don't scream at me!" Thirteen roared, and after digesting Lin Xi's saliva, he immediately regained his energy and stood in the cabin facing the group of stunned passengers, "'Minnasang' from the Foot Basin Country"
(Everyone), how much do you think your life is worth? Please take out all the cash in your hands and put it on the small table in front of you. If anyone dares to hide it secretly, I guarantee that he will land on the runway before the plane.
Come on, do you hear me clearly?"
"I don't understand? Why are you only robbing the money of the Chinese people? Are you leaving the Chinese alone?" An old man stood up with an angry look, as if he were just in the world, even though he had just wet his pants before he had time to change them.
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"Saving our own people is called acting bravely, and saving you is called overseas gold mining. The name you just said is enough for me to break your front teeth and stuff it into your anus. We are all civilized people, so we will do it in a civilized way.
Can you solve it?" Thirteen can be a hero, but what he is best at is being a gangster.
In five minutes, he robbed as many as 00 Chinese people and packed a box full of unnumbered banknotes. Lin Xi reminded Thirteen that it was a felony to loot other people's property, but Thirteen smiled and said that illegal exit was a more serious crime.
ah……
The crisis of the Boeing 777 has been resolved, but the crisis of Thirteen and others has just begun. A large number of footbath special forces have set up an encirclement next to the runway where the plane landed. A total of 6 escape exits burst open at the same time, killing countless passengers.
They rushed out screaming along the inflatable slide, and the special forces stepped forward with guns drawn. Their mission was not to rescue people, but to hunt down four Chinese passengers. They were defined as first-level dangerous elements and were not excluded from carrying weapons.
Every operator has seen the suspect's photo, and basically should have captured the criminal quickly. But who would have thought that every passenger who got off the plane had a white cloth bag on his head, and the seal under the pencil case was also
The plastic buckles were tightened, and each passenger was convulsing to the point of being unable to control themselves due to suffocation. The scene suddenly became extremely chaotic, and the special forces had to prioritize saving the lives of the passengers.
A full 15 minutes passed before the situation became a little smoother. The bags on each passenger's head were pulled off. They were dying and sitting there, and were not allowed to leave.
At this time, Shuten Canglan, who was wearing a high-end suit and had waist-length hair, got out of the limousine on the side and walked to the front of the crowd.
"Reporting to the commander, no suspects have been found. It is suspected that they are still on the plane. My subordinates will immediately organize a storm." The captain of the unit saluted Cang Lan and reported.
"There's no need for that." Cang Lan closed her nose and smelled a faint smell of blood in the air. When she came to a police car at the outermost edge of the encirclement, she saw four people who had been knocked unconscious and thrown into the back.
The special police officers had all their clothes stripped off.
I saw Cang Lan standing in front of these unconscious people, with one hand in each hand, and thrust him twice in a row, making these four guys unable to get up anymore. The captain was dumbfounded, but did not dare to say anything.
"Here's the order, four terrorists from China are wanted across the country for hijacking and murdering police officers." Cang Lan licked the blood from her fingertips and said with a ferocious smile.