The pilot from the rogue camp jumped up in a hurry and kicked at the control panel of the plane: "Damn it, the civilian Boeing 747 is not allowed to open the hatch door when flying. What should I do?"

"What to do? Of course it's fucking easy!"

Shen Hao, the leader of the Iron Blood Society, picked up a rocket launcher, and in everyone's stunned gaze, he pulled the attack at the cabin door without hesitation. "Hold the gun in your hands tightly. If you can't even catch that, they should just accompany it to the outside to perform the last flight of the air!"

"boom!!!"

The entire Boeing 747 trembled violently, just like someone stabbed into the virgin's lower body with a thick tree stick. The entire Boeing 747 was moaning and trembling, making screams of excitement. Its alloy shell with the hatch as the core was instantly torn into countless pieces by the wildest force, spraying seven or eight meters away before floating, swirling and sprinkling on the Indonesian capital Jakarta, which had been ravaged and full of holes and could not recover within three years.

The air that cannot be seen or touched is usually like a group of perverts who have been completely ignited. They roared and kept jumping wildly on the deck bombed by rocket launchers, and used all their strength to tear it repeatedly. In the sour "squeaking" sound, the shell of the plane was opened with a gap was constantly deformed, twisting into various strange shapes in the air. With a sudden "screaming" sound, the large piece of metal was thrown by the plane far away and fiercely under the feet.

Shen Hao pointed to the hole that was five or six meters tall and laughed wildly: "See it. This kind of firepower has a damn wide vision. Isn't it much better than just opening a cabin door?"

"It's so fucking good!" Li Ming also laughed wildly: "Old Hao, I've always been wondering why you are just a captain of the size of a green sesame seed, but why can you become the leader of the Iron Blood Society? Even a deputy division-level figure like Xu Feng has to be respectful when you see you. Now I finally understand! You are indeed fucking iron, blood, strong, and strong. You fired at the plane you were on without even blinking your eyes!"

"Otherwise, why should we call the Iron Blood Society? Why should we use our own hands to promote the Chinese dragon to take off?!" Shen Hao threw away the rocket launcher, took out another guy from the arms box, and shouted: "Wan Zhihui, give those Indonesian rookies what ace pilot is! Let the heroes of the world also evaluate it, why can our Bian Si get two big, three or four small, forty or fifty verbal criticisms every year, but he can still stay in our navy and make a prosperous life!"

The absolutely violent technician who jumped up and kicked the bridge with leather boots when he was anxious. He opened his mouth and showed his black teeth left by taking tetracycline when he was a child. He laughed and said, "Then I will perform a 520B move for them! This is a super difficult movement that has been integrated into seven years of fighter driving, combined with my extraordinary talent and superhuman investment. Children should not imitate it after watching it!"

In the self-blow that made everyone almost disgusted, Wan Zhihui desperately pulled the Boeing 747 passenger plane's control lever to the limit in an instant, shouting: "This is a 960-degree spiral in the air!"

The entire passenger plane finally lost control with the joint cooperation between Shen Hao and Wan Zhihui. It rolled and fell straight to the ground, drawing terrible arcs in the air that were by no means possible to recover from human power. As it rolled, there was no fixed thing in the plane, such as food bags, condoms, stewardess' underwear, and a passenger's Playboy magazine flew around in the air.

Almost all F16 fighter pilots shouted at the microphone together: "The terrorists detonated the plane. Now the plane is falling down. In about three minutes, the plane will fall back to Jakarta Airport. Please give an attack order from the headquarters!"

Looking at the highlight of the rapid fall on the radar screen, the palm of the Delta Special Forces Captain York instantly permeated his hands. He could almost bet that the self-destruction of these terrifying men was definitely the most violent revenge for him to order attack the runway!

Didn’t he want the plane from Jakarta Airport to fly? As a result, the death squad drove the plane to the blown-up runway. As soon as the plane flew up, he couldn’t wait to perform a high-altitude fall in the air, throwing a question that was absolutely wrong no matter how he chose or how he weighed it, and it was absolutely nonsense.

What should I do if I should take that passenger plane?

Let it fall?

If it falls like this, if it hits directly into the waiting hall, their hostage rescue operation will come to an imperfect end. Captain York will be destroyed in history with more than 5,000 hostages, becoming countless military scientists, countless military academies, the most famous negative textbook when studying military cases, and the most failed case analysis.

As long as you think about those students who have not grown their mouths and have no idea what the battlefield looks like, they just make up all kinds of movie-like romance and beauty in their heads, the Boy Scouts, sitting in the spotless classroom, looking at a bunch of data that combines various bold imagination and reasonable speculation, they pretend to be self-righteous and self-reported to comment on him, as if they don’t degrade him to be worthless, they cannot show their excellence and excellence. This is enough Captain York to hold his breath in his heart.

He has been on the battlefield for more than ten years and has seen countless powerful opponents. However, he has seen such a crazy, perverted, powerful force, but so cold and cruel opponent. Although he has not really met the other party's commander, in York's heart, he has already outlined a picture for the super terrorist: he has integrated the perseverance of a wild wolf, the cunning of a fox, the ferocity of a jackal, the speed of a cheetah, and the domineering a dinosaur... He is an absolute super war madman!

If the F16 fighter jet is ordered to force the entire passenger plane to explode in the air, it will cause great trouble for itself! I believe that even if the US president and Indonesian president are invited together, they will not be able to make such a craziest decision in three minutes, right?!

Although forcibly attacking can save thousands of hostages at Jakarta Airport, what he, the commander-in-chief, will definitely not be the praises of people. Those bullshit politicians, sociologists, benevolent and righteous people, and nonsense experts will only stare at the issue of his order to massacre a hundred hostages, and they will be entangled repeatedly. The families of those 100 passengers will regard him as the most profound revenge of life and death, but who will understand his pain and troubles?!
Chapter completed!