Before the flight attendant used the radio to summon those beautiful flight attendants to comfort the passengers, the arrogant voice suddenly appeared, and the terrorist inside was even more talented than Mr. Tang in terms of language. He actually knew the Chinese language and could use it universally.
English, and finally spoke in their own Middle Eastern language, as if they were praying to God...
The passengers who were afraid to act rashly under the threat of terrorists suddenly went into an uproar after hearing the words of the guy in the cab. Everyone knew that all the terrorists outside the cockpit were killed and they were safe for the time being...
However, the terrorist in the cockpit still controls the plane. According to this madman, it seems that he wants to drag them all together to meet that god...
It is said that those who are violent are afraid of those who are stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of those who are desperate for their lives. However, regardless of whether they are violent or stunned, even those who are desperate for their lives are afraid of one thing, and that is lunatics...
There is no doubt that the terrorist in the cockpit is a madman. Even if he is desperate for his life, he would not want to meet such a person, let alone a normal person in the cabin...
Bursts of crying soon came from the cabin. At this time, no matter whether they were men, women, adults, or children, everyone was sobbing secretly, and some even cried out. This sound was like an introduction, and soon spread
Throughout the entire cabin, whether in economy class or first class, there were people crying...
Even a stewardess stood up and took out pen and paper and asked everyone to start writing suicide notes...
Seeing this scene, Mr. Tang frowned. We can't let these people go on like this. Crying can't solve any problems. The most important thing now is how to save ourselves!
"Pusher, please take charge, comfort the passengers, and get in touch with the ground immediately. I'll go to the cockpit and have a look." Tang Dashao said.
"Oh, okay, okay..." Liushenwuzhu's flight attendant took a deep breath and nodded.
Young Master Tang and the others walked to the door of the cockpit and heard the flight attendant's announcement...
"Dear passengers, I am the flight attendant of this flight. Welcome to flight 5892 from Xiangjiang to Eagle Country..."
After listening to the steward's voice broadcast, Mr. Tang had the urge to rush into the voice broadcast room and grab the microphone...
Damn it, there has been a hijacking incident, you are still welcome to ride, your sister is welcome...
Of course, Mr. Tang still has another mission at this time. He needs to find a way to open the cockpit door and deal with the terrorists inside, or let the crystal skull control the guy to land the plane safely...
Arriving outside the cockpit of the plane, Mr. Tang saw three bodies lying on the ground before he even started to study how to open the cockpit door...
Blood and white brains were stained all over the ground. Looking at this disgusting scene, Young Master Tang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Ahu, Abao, come on, let's get one each, and clear the place first...
…”
After saying that, Young Master Tang grabbed Labu's feet and dragged them to one side...
For this kind of scene, Ahu and Abao seemed to be very common, and they didn't have any reaction. However, Zheng Yating, who was following the three of them, saw the red and white head with a head like a rotten watermelon, and she couldn't help but directly
Holding on to the cabin wall, I vomited...
Dragging the three corpses aside, Young Master Tang looked at the red and white colors on the ground, smiled bitterly and shook his head. When he stepped on it, it felt so sour...
"Tang Shao, I'm going to ask the flight attendant for some blankets. We're fine. I'm afraid you and Miss Zheng will have mental disorders..." Ah Hu said.
"Well, go ahead, get two more and cover those three guys by the way. Also, tell the flight attendant to ask her to find someone to drag the bodies lying outside to the same place. There were people in the economy class before.
He suffered a gunshot wound, and I don’t know if he died. Give them first aid first." Young Master Tang said.
"Okay, I'll go right away!" Ahu nodded, turned and left.
Young Master Tang did not rush to study the door lock. Instead, he turned to look at Zheng Yating. Looking at the pale Zheng Yating, Young Master Tang felt heartbroken. Couldn't these damn guys change the time or change the plane to hijack the plane?
"How do you feel?" Young Master Tang hugged one of Zheng Yating's arms and asked softly.
"It's okay, it's just nausea. That thing just now... was vomiting..." Thinking of the red and white things, Zheng Yating couldn't help but hold on to the wall and started to vomit...
Young Master Tang gently patted Zheng Yating's back and said softly: "Go back to your seat. It's nice to have me here."
"No, I want to be with you!" Zheng Yating wiped the dirt on her lips with a tissue and shook her head firmly...
Young Master Tang looked at Zheng Yating with a burst of affection and gently held her head. Even Young Master Tang himself was not sure whether he could escape death this time...
A few minutes later, Ahu came over with a few blankets in his hands, covering up all the blood stains and brain stains near the cockpit, leaving one to cover the three guys...
Young Master Tang was lying at the door of the cockpit and slowly stretched out his spiritual energy. He wanted to try to see if he could directly contact the terrorist through his spiritual energy, and then use his own spiritual energy to position the terrorist and let the crystal skull control him directly.
However, something happened that depressed Mr. Tang. The spiritual energy could only stretch half a meter and could no longer be stretched...
Damn it, brother, can we not let things slip at critical moments?
If the chain drops this time, I'm afraid it will be completely dead...
Just now it could stretch out more than one meter, but now it can only stretch half a meter. Young Master Tang remembered that spiritual energy normally stretches longest through the air, secondly in water, and lastly to the bottom. This time it is probably because it has passed through this layer.
Because of the alloy door, Mr. Tang looked behind him and found that it was still more than one meter...
The plan to touch the terrorists with spiritual energy and then control them with crystal skulls failed. In desperation, Mr. Tang could only focus on the keyhole. If the cockpit door could be opened, then everything would be alright.
Looking at the cross-shaped keyhole at the door, Young Master Tang frowned slightly and asked: "Ah Hu, Ah Bao, can you two open locks?" Wuyou Novel Network did not skip words.
He is not good at this stuff at all...
Ah Hu and Ah Bao looked at each other and looked at the guy's keyhole with a wry smile and shook their heads: "Mr. Tang, if it were an ordinary lock, it would definitely not be difficult for Ah Bao and I, but this type of lock might be a little difficult. Besides,
We don’t have professional lock picking tools either…”
The locks used in the cabin cab are definitely not ordinary locks, and only the captain has the key. In order to prevent hijacking, the cab door is also made of alloy, which is basically impossible to pry open...
Looking at the door and the lock, Mr. Tang felt depressed for a while. Are the driver and co-pilot inside pigs? If they locked the door in time, those terrorists wouldn't be able to get in...
It's a good thing now that the terrorists have entered and locked them out. Now it's difficult to open them...
"Try it, I still have a few keys on me, you try..." Young Master Tang took out the keys to his home...
He really doesn't understand lock picking...
Ahu was the first to start the experiment, and after fiddling with it for a while, he had no choice but to give up. Abao came next, but it was helpless that ordinary residents had no problem locking them. Even non-professionals like them could open the locks with keys, so the production
The manufacturer of the aircraft must have cut corners...
Ten minutes later, both of them gave up on opening the lock and looked at Mr. Tang helplessly...
At this time, the flight attendant also came over, looked at the solid cockpit door and said softly: "Can't it be opened?" Wuyou Novel Network did not skip words.
"Well, trouble, this lock is difficult to open..." Mr. Tang shook his head.
"We also lost contact with the ground. The main control room is in the cockpit. It seems that the terrorists cut us off from the ground. Now we can only contact the ground in the cockpit." said the flight attendant.
"Have you also lost contact with the ground?" Young Master Tang became even more depressed after hearing this...
"Well, there is currently no way to get in touch with the ground. We are high in the sky. If someone has a satellite phone, they can still send the message out without going through the cockpit." The flight attendant said.
Satellite phones can make calls all over the world, whether it is the North and South Poles, deserts, jungles, or mountains. As long as you are still on the earth, there is a signal to make calls, and you can still use it even at an altitude of 3,000 feet.
"Satellite phone?" Young Master Tang was speechless when he heard this. That thing is big, impractical, and the phone bill is extremely expensive. Who in the ordinary people would take it with them when they go out? Only some special people will use it, such as jungle adventures, Antarctic and Arctic workstations.
Wait, I'm afraid you can't find it on this plane...
"Well, there are relatively few people using this thing. I just asked the passengers and no one uses the satellite phone..." the flight attendant said.
Why are you talking about it when no one wants to use it? Young Master Tang is really depressed. This flight attendant is also the best...
"Is there any other way?" Young Master Tang asked.
"Then it can only be a mobile phone. However, we may not have a signal at high altitude. We may fly to an area with a signal while driving, but it may disappear after a while, intermittent... and during the flight of the plane
According to regulations, we cannot..." the flight attendant said.
"You still abide by the fucking rules now. Listen to my command. You find two flight attendants, turn on your mobile phones and they take turns calling me all the time. You must contact the ground!" Young Master Tang said angrily.
The steward seemed to be frightened and looked at Mr. Tang blankly. Ahu on the side smiled bitterly and shook his head. He took out a small blue notebook from his body and handed it to the steward and said, "Do as you say.
!”
The steward was a little dizzy when he heard this and looked at the small blue notebook. When he opened it, he saw the words "Central Security Guard" written on it, with a steel seal stamped on it. Looking at the photo again, he saw that this was the little notebook handed to him.
people……
The flight attendant has no other skills, but she still has a good understanding of documents. She knows that this thing is not fake, but she did not expect that there is a central security guard on this flight...