He could feel that Tang Qiang had lost too much blood, and his pupils began to dilate. He was relying solely on his perseverance to support him. As for whether he could save his life, he was not sure at all.
Because these were traumatic injuries, and the bullet was still inside his body, it was easy for people to suffocate, become comatose, or even die in the high-pressure atmosphere.
"There is one more." After Tang Qiang finished speaking, he staggered toward the cockpit with a pistol.
Seeing that the nigger and the foreigner were both in a semi-conscious state after being seriously injured, Zhang Yang hurriedly followed him, fearing that Tang Qiang was in some danger.
"Don't come over here, or I'll shoot." The captain held the control stick in one hand and a pistol in the other, threatening Tang Qiang in a trembling voice.
The captain was about forty years old, with a slightly bloated figure and a face full of panic. His professional habits made him threaten Tang Qiang and at the same time scan the front from time to time.
On the passenger seat on one side, there was a man in his thirties lying, his chest was shot through by a bullet, and his blood had begun to coagulate. It seemed that he had been dead for a little longer.
Needless to say, we knew that he was the co-pilot and was killed by the captain in front of him, which meant that the captain was in a group with these people.
"I know you were forced to throw away the gun." Tang Qiang said.
"Only if you promise to spare me."
"Well, don't worry, he was killed by those foreigners and it has nothing to do with you." Tang Qiang glanced at the co-pilot and said.
"You promise?" The captain was still worried. In fact, it was also a sign of panic. Sweat dripped from his forehead, which showed his inner nervousness.
"I promise, don't worry."
Tang Qiang paused for a moment, and the pain from the wound made him breathe quickly, and continued: "With this pistol of yours, you can't kill both of us at all. The posture of holding the gun is wrong, and the hit rate is too low, but it also means that you are not
*, so I won’t pursue you.”
He just heard four gunshots, and there was only one muzzle on the dead co-pilot's body, which showed that the hit rate was extremely poor. Of course, it also showed that the captain was nervous and conflicted before the murder.
"Give me the gun." After a pause, Tang Qiang stretched out his hand and said.
The captain hesitated for a moment and then handed him the pistol obediently.
Originally, the captain also wanted to make a final resistance, but facing a person standing in front of him with blood flowing out, everyone would be afraid.
Especially with the confident and relaxed smile on Tang Qiang's face, even hitting him a few times might not kill him. There was Zhang Yang next to him, so the captain was really not sure.
What's more, the glimmer of hope for survival still made him give up resistance.
Bang!
ah……
When Tang Qiang took the pistol, he kicked the captain hard in the face.
Zhang Yang could clearly see that the captain's fat face was deformed by the kick, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Tang Qiang's kick caused the captain's whole body to fall to the ground. Half of his face was instantly red and swollen, and a pair of frightened eyes looked at him.
The aircraft did not enter the automatic flight mode, and was out of the captain's control. It vibrated violently under the impact of the air flow.
There were waves of frightened screams in the cabin. They didn't know what the outcome would be, and it was because of this that they became even more frightened...
Tang Qiang's seriously injured body staggered due to the excessive force of the kick, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhang Yang stepped forward and supported him.
"Keep driving, where is the route heading now?"
Tang Qiang pushed away the dead co-pilot next to him, sat down on the seat, and asked while breathing heavily.
"Return to the East China Sea."
The captain regained control of the operating handle with trembling arms and stabilized the plane. He looked at Tang Qiang from time to time and explained: "It's not a return, it's just a matter of flying in the air for a while longer so that we can contact and negotiate with the ground."
Zhang Yang also knew that these gangsters must be worried that once they reach the ground, even if the other party agrees to their conditions, it will be difficult to escape. The environment in the air is more favorable for negotiations.
"Go to Beidu and inform the ground that the situation on the plane is under control."
The captain did not dare to go against his will, so he immediately picked up the headset and put it on. After pressing a few times on the control screen, he connected to the ground and began to report the situation on the plane.
Of course, he didn't understand the process. He just said that someone had subdued the policeman and the plane would land at Beidu Airport according to the normal route.
"Help me." Tang Qiang's words were weak. He moved his fingers and glanced sideways at his jacket pocket.
Zhang Yang walked over and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook his head with a wry smile, took out one and stuffed it into his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it for him.
Although the blood flow is slow, it does not mean that it has completely stopped. The blood from the wound on the back dripped down the seat to the ground...
"Smoking less cigarettes will be good for your health." Zhang Yang saw his eyes slowly closing and hurriedly pushed him and teased deliberately.
He knew that if he closed his eyes at this moment, he might never open them again. The most important thing was for him to maintain that firm sobriety.
"Fuck, I'm afraid I'll never get another chance."
"You can't die, there are no fatal gunshot wounds." Zhang Yang comforted him, which was considered to be an encouragement to him.
"Less than 20% of soldiers like us can survive to recover and retire, so life and death have long been taken lightly."
Tang Qiang squinted his eyes and smiled and continued to say feebly: "I have died so many times, what does this mean? It's a pity that I can't see my sister."
Zhang Yang believed what he said, and he could still talk and laugh so calmly even though he was so seriously injured. I had to admire him for being a strong man.
Also in his words, you can feel the affection between him and his sister, otherwise he would not deliberately go back to see her.
"Brother Erdan, how are you? Don't die." There was a sound of noisy footsteps, and Shen Xue rushed into the cockpit, crying.
Behind her was the flight attendant Qingqing who had been rescued by Tang Qiang just now. After the frightening collapse just now, she was much calmer now.
This is how people are, when they reach a certain limit, there will be a breakthrough.
"Remove the first two words."
Tang Qiang continued dissatisfied: "I haven't thought about my last words yet, how could I die?"
"I have learned simple nursing. There is a medical kit on the plane. I will get it right away." After Qingqing finished speaking, she hurriedly turned around and rushed to the flight attendant lounge.
The high-heeled shoes make a "tapping" sound when they hit the ground. The graceful figure under the stewardess uniform is even more exciting. The tight buttocks twist and turn. The back view alone is enough to make people obsessed.
"I've never touched a girl's hand, but you hugged this girl just now." Zhang Yang teased with a wicked smile.
"MD, the price is six bullets." Tang Qiang looked at Qingqing's back, rolled his eyes at Zhang Yang and said.
"Are you really so sentimental? Do you think you can have random thoughts after hugging someone?" Shen Xue had tears in her eyes, but she still curled her lips and said disdainfully.
Joking at this time would actually make Tang Qiang forget about the pain. This was the same idea she had with Zhang Yang.
Soon Qingqing came back with a medical bag. She was smart and did not tell the passengers that the situation on the plane had turned around. She didn't even tell her flight attendant sisters.
She knew in her heart that although they would be happy when they knew it, they would be happy that they had escaped the disaster and be excited.
However, it can easily lead to a noisy and chaotic situation, not to mention it is unfair to the seriously injured hero in front of them, so we decided to let them continue to be frightened.
Sooner or later, there will be flowers, and sooner or later, applause will come, it's just a little later...
As a flight attendant, she learned some simple bandaging care in order to deal with emergencies of passengers on board.
When Zhang Yang took off Tang Qiang's shirt, he couldn't help being surprised. Not only him, but Shen Xue and Qingqing didn't even dare to take a second look.
This time, the skin was ripped open, and the bullet holes were surrounded by shreds of flesh. What was even more shocking was that his upper body was almost covered with scars, without a single piece of intact skin.
I can't see my lower body, so I don't know if it's the same situation...
The longest scar is dozens of centimeters long. It can be clearly seen on the scar that the stitching technique was very inferior.
Line scars are extremely sparse and are completely formed by simple treatment and relying on self-healing ability.
"Why did they hijack the plane? What were the conditions they proposed?"
Zhang Yang wanted to ask what the tiger head represented? Or who were they? How could they endure such inhuman pain?
However, because I remembered that he had refused to answer, I didn't want to embarrass him at this moment, so I could only shift my curiosity to this hijacking incident.
"No need to guess, it must be to release the companions we arrested, or dangerous elements from their employer's side." Tang Qiang replied.
Qingqing held a cotton gauze in her little hand and gently wiped his wound with disinfectant alcohol with tears in her eyes.
Sometimes she didn't need to express her feelings. The moment between life and death had already made her feel grateful to this young man who tried his best to save her.
"Yes, they said they would release a Japanese named Tian Tian Shenji."
The captain had just been kicked, so he didn't speak very neatly, but in order to please a few people, he still spoke.
"Who is Tian Tian Shen Er?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
"An expert in biochemical germs, he developed many infectious viruses in China."
Although Qingqing was very careful, the pain from the alcohol seeping into the wound still made Tang Qiang frown and continue: "He is one of Japan's leading virus experts, and we also spent a lot of effort to catch him."
"Are you willing to go to such great lengths for one person?"
"Of course, he alone is enough to cause panic in China. I don't know how many times more people died than the people on this flight." Tang Qiang replied.
"Captain, are you okay?" Qingqing has noticed something, but she still dare not jump to conclusions before she understands it.
"I was really threatened."
Seeing that the topic was about him, the captain continued to explain with the last glimmer of hope: "My family is in their hands, I have to do this, even now I am worried that they will hurt my family."
What he said was very pitiful, but we can also understand his difficulties. Many people are willing to give up everything and take risks for the safety of their families.
Of course, it shows that these terrorists have been planning for a long time, and they are just lamenting that they are unlucky enough to be targeted by them.
He is now full of worries about whether the other party will kill his family immediately after the hijacking fails.
PS: I just got home from get off work and updated the two chapters together!! (To be continued)