The base signed for three years and became the father of global special

They also saw that this virus strain organization really wanted to destroy the plane, otherwise these militants would not have boarded the plane with special ammunition and firearms, and had destroyed various instruments in the cockpit to this extent.

It can be said that these bastards are retaliating with their lives, it's crazy!

Deng Xu and Liang Wei couldn't help but rejoice. Fortunately, the boss knows how to dismantle special bombs, and also knows how to fly and adjust the parameters of the plane. Otherwise, their lives would have been explained here.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. They watched Chen Ling operate the plane with one hand and give orders with a dignified expression, but they couldn't tell. They always felt that the other party was pretending to be aggressive, but they couldn't find any evidence. It was too dangerous now.

To be honest, compared to Chen Ling's sky-hunting skills, combining blasting theory and material research skills, it's not a big deal. If there are instant noodles, Chen Ling can eat noodles with chopsticks in one hand, and can hold them with one hand. The plane takes off.

If Deng Xu and Liang Wei knew about this, they would be even more surprised, because this is simply not something humans can do.

boom.

Under Chen Ling's control, the plane made a loud roar. It fell from the stratosphere to the seventh and sixth floors, and reached the clouds. At an altitude of several thousand meters, it hovered like a vulture.

Suddenly, Chen Ling roared, "It's now, open the fuel tank."

"Yes."

Deng Xu and Liang Wei were already ready, and when they heard Chen Ling's order, they pressed the button without hesitation.

Kaka.

The fuel tank opens instantly.

boom.

A huge volume of gasoline was sprinkled from the sky and sprinkled on the blue ocean.

If anyone witnessed this scene below, it would definitely make the heart beat faster.

This scene is magnificent and beautiful, like a waterfall that suddenly appeared and poured thousands of miles, full of shocking power.

At this time, at the Royal Aviation International Airport on the ground, the control tower was in a mess, and all the planes in the entire airport were grounded, waiting for Chen Ling's plane.

Anyone approaching was stopped outside the terminal.

At this time, on the left side of the terminal, there was a pick-up team holding a black sign.

On the plane Chen Ling drove, there was an exchange group, who came to exchange academics. The team that greeted them was from a famous school. They were notified that there was an accident on the plane and the airport was surrounded by reporters.

The person who picked up the team hurried over to inquire about the situation, and found that the airport was blocked, so they had to wait outside.

But as time passed, the uneasiness in their hearts continued to expand, and they couldn't help talking about it.

"What should we do? If something happens to the plane, how will we explain it to the people above?"

"Hey, there is no way, this sudden situation is beyond our control."

"What the hell happened? I've been on this flight before, the pilot is very good, the purser is also very good."

"..."

Suddenly, a red-haired girl in the lead, a female professor, gestured with despair on her face and murmured: "God bless, I hope they are still alive."

When the others heard this, they gestured to the cross and prayed for the people on the plane.

On the other side, many reporters rushed over, holding cameras and microphones one by one, staring in the direction of the airport.

If something really happened today, it would definitely be in the headlines, whoever is exclusive will earn the most.

These reporters rushed forward desperately, wanting to rush to the forefront and grasp the latest news as soon as possible.

woohoo.

Suddenly, the sound of an ambulance appeared.

A passage was immediately cleared.

Dozens of ambulances rushed into the airport.

The next moment, when the ambulance stopped, the medical staff immediately pushed the carts down from above, lined up, and prepared for the plane crash.

All the medical staff, tightly holding the rescue tools in their hands, looked vigilantly at the passage where the plane was about to land.

In addition, everyone in the aviation battle building is facing an enemy, and everyone is busy. If there is a problem with the forced landing, it will be a major aviation safety incident. Go home and fuck off.

Standing in the crowd, Hansk, the station master, was covered with sweat. He subconsciously wiped his sweat with his suit, but the sweat was pouring down like rain, and he couldn't wipe it away.

He looked at the sky with the binoculars, and couldn't help pacing back and forth. When he found that flight D8871 was not going to make an emergency landing, he was anxious to do so.

Can't wait any longer!

If you wait any longer, no one knows what will happen.

Hansk took a deep breath, picked up a small horn, and growled: "Find an expert quickly, if you don't make an emergency landing, something will happen, and everyone will die together."

"Yes."

A staff member immediately rushed out with a serious face, looking for experts.

Hanske continued to order: "No one else can come in, let all the reporters wait outside, and prepare to make a big deal."

"Yes."

"Everyone cheers me up, hurry up, show your best condition, let the emergency team and the ambulance prepare the rescue equipment, we must rescue as soon as possible..."

Hansk's roar resounded throughout the terminal.

Everyone became even busier, running and executing orders.

They know the seriousness of the matter, time is life, and things must be arranged as soon as possible in order to provide the fastest rescue.

At this time, Hanske felt that the seconds really felt like years, and his forehead and eyes seemed to be knotted.

He felt that half a day had passed and the expert hadn't appeared yet, so he couldn't help shouting hysterically again: "Damn it! Call me Colonel Flack soon."

"Yes."

An assistant next to Hansk saw his appearance and knew that the other party was on the verge of breaking out, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to make a call, and rushed out of the terminal.

Soon, a middle-aged man with blue eyes and a moustache came to the scene. It was Flying Colonel Flack.

This Colonel Flack is not simple. He has many years of experience in flying airplanes, and he has also dealt with many emergencies of airplanes, and he can complete it without any surprises every time.

He was called over to communicate with the pilot above and teach him how to prepare for an emergency landing.

Chapter 974 This is a Great Forced Landing