Trigger's exclamation came from the headset, and several people on the passenger plane were stunned.
"Trigger? Trigger~~~"
The ghost shouted quickly into the headset, but there was no response.
"Feiyu, Feiyu, answer me right away, what happened?"
The scene just now took place after the cabin door was closed, so several people on the passenger plane did not know that an accident had occurred below.
The Feiyu didn't answer, and there was a long silence on the intercom. The few people staying in the dark bottom cabin all had a bad feeling.
After more than ten seconds of silence, sound finally appeared in the headset.
"Ahem~~~, Feiyu replied, it just lost pressure and the connecting channel collapsed, but it's fine now. Unfortunately, the trigger did not return to Feiyu, I'm sorry..."
Ghost punched the bulkhead unwillingly, causing the Feiyu to lose pressure. He could think of what they had just experienced. They were still alive and could only be thankful that their pilot was an ace pilot.
Obviously, the trigger was unlucky. When Irving pulled him, something got stuck in the passage. In the end, he gave up the opportunity for everyone's safety.
Everyone in the bottom warehouse was a little sad, and the atmosphere was very heavy. A colleague died in the first step of the mission. The boys in the field team got along very well with the people in the quick response team these two days, and everyone usually trained together.
We were imaginary enemies of each other, but we didn’t expect that one of our colleagues would disappear in a blink of an eye...
None of them knew what to say. In the silence, a voice suddenly appeared: "Report to the ghost, I'm fine..."
It’s the trigger, it’s the trigger!!!
For a moment, everyone seemed to be alive again. If they were not in the passenger plane at this moment, they would have shouted with joy.
"I just got hooked and then the tunnel collapsed and I was blown away, but thank God we had parachutes in our kit..."
Trigger said it was easy, but everyone can imagine how urgent the situation was at that time. He fell at a free fall from an altitude of 13,000 meters, and Trigger must have been desperate at the time.
Maybe the thing hooked on him disappeared after the tunnel collapsed, or maybe he broke free on his own, but it was too late. He was in mid-air, and he didn't have a parachute. There seemed to be only one ending.
At this time, his mind did not go blank, but he actively started to save himself. The only thing at hand was another tool bag in his hand, and there happened to be a parachute in it.
This is a small umbrella used by special forces. It was brought by Ghost just in case. It came in handy at this time.
While the trigger fell faster and faster, he opened the bag to get the umbrella, carried it on his back, and then opened the ring of the main umbrella according to the standard procedure. The moment the white umbrella body appeared, he knew that he finally didn't have to die.
"Ghost, the plane is seriously damaged. We must return immediately. I wish you all the best..."
The communication from the Flying Fish was blurry, and by the time the Ghost responded again, the trigger and the Flying Fish had lost all sound.
It seems that they have all gone out of the range of the communicator, but it's okay to know that they are all still alive.
Knowing that his comrades were safe and sound, the next step was the mission. The ghost ordered: "Can opener, check the equipment, others pay attention to the surrounding environment..."
The can opener immediately started checking after receiving the order. Only one of the two tool kits was left. They must know what else they had, which was related to how their subsequent actions were carried out.
"The sleeping gas and gas masks are gone, but the bomb disposal tools are still there. In addition, we also have adrenaline and two parachutes, as well as detectors. The others are special tools for the quick reaction team..."
The results of the inspection were not optimistic. One of the two tool bags mainly contained items for the quick response team, and the other was for the field team. Obviously, the one from the field team was missing.
The sleeping gas used in the plan to seize control of the aircraft was lost, so the action plan must be revised accordingly. Everyone looked at the ghost.
"Find the whereabouts of the poison gas first. Owen, you lead your people to search toward the tail of the plane. The can opener and I will search toward the nose of the plane. Be careful to stay hidden..."
The ghost gave the first order, and the team was divided into two parts. The hand-held Vx poison gas detector will alarm when it is within one meter of the poison gas. Everyone has a detector and starts to search in two directions.
Their location was in the bottom warehouse, with only simple cloth dividing the two sides. The other side was the cargo hold. The passenger capacity of the Boeing 747 was quite large. You can imagine how big the cargo hold was. The two groups of people spread out and searched for a long time.
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Suddenly, the detector in the can opener's hand beeped, and the warning light changed from green to red.
His heart was shocked, and he scanned the luggage in front of him one by one, and soon determined that it was a black suitcase. The can opener gently took the suitcase off the shelf, and destroyed it with a dagger.
Lock and open the lid, there are some normal luggage inside.
The can opener frowned, groped around the box, and soon found a switch. He lifted it up, and the supporting layer was lifted, and a bomb leaked out.
"Head, I found it..."
After receiving the notification from the can opener, everyone quickly gathered around him. Owen frowned as he looked at the bomb in front of him.
The presence of Vx poison gas on the plane was just a guess on his part. No one hoped that this guess would be true, but things tend to develop towards the worst outcome.
"h, shit~~"
The heartbeat next to him swore a curse word, but no one thought it was out of the ordinary, because the appearance of the bomb in front of him was too complex in structure. This thing didn't look like the stupid, big, black stuff that terrorists usually use, but rather it looked like a
artwork.
It's just that this piece of art doesn't make people feel its beauty at all, because there are two poison gas canisters underneath it. The Amir Liberal Party is so generous. This should be all Chechnya sold to them. They actually took them all
Once this bomb is made, and at this amount, let alone Washington, once it explodes, the entire East Coast will be a dangerous zone.
"I can't handle this..."
The can opener was confused when he saw the guy in front of him. Although he was known as a "can opener" and knew a lot about some bombs, the one in front of him was obviously not a type he was familiar with.
Ghost looked at the three quick reaction team members. He didn't know the specialties of the quick reaction team members, but he knew that his men's can openers were already the most powerful in defusing bombs, but even the can openers were said to be useless.
I'm not sure, I can only hope for someone who can respond quickly.
"Let me try..."
Monica volunteered. She has a master's degree in electronic engineering and has specialized in bomb disposal. She had been exposed to many bombs when she was in saT. She was the one who came in when the bomb disposal team was too late.
Monica found her tool from the tool bag, a device similar to X-ray. After opening it, all the electronic components were displayed on the screen. After studying the structure carefully, Monica nodded: "The other party
He is a master. The bomb is equipped with two detonating devices, one is remote control detonation, and the other is like pressure detonation..."
"IQ, are you sure?"
Monica nodded, then shook her head: "I'm not sure yet. I need to study it carefully to find out. Give me a quiet enough independent space..."