I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Accompanied by the enthusiasm of my friends coming from afar, and the steaming seafood fried rice in my hand, those pilots who were still swiping their mobile phones suddenly gathered towards me with surprise on their faces...

"Oh, brother, which branch do you belong to? It's too polite..."

"That's right, I remember it was last year. We were in the Chiyuan branch. We were hungry all day long, and we didn't eat until evening. It made me so angry..."

"Yes, I said that I was waiting for some important person. I thought it was the president, but it turned out to be the captain..."

"Don't mention it, baji baji, hey, this rice is really delicious, guys, try it..."

I enthusiastically distributed lunch boxes to everyone, and I couldn't help laughing...

Of course it is fragrant, but I added a lot of benzodiazepines in it? You will sleep better after a while...

I don't use sulphate, partly because it's not very easy to buy, and the rest of my stock is in hotels in Raleigh, so save a little if you can...

On the other hand, sulfide is the most lethal weapon on my body. To deal with this group of sundries, I don't need shells to hit mosquitoes at all. Benzodiazepines are enough to deal with them...

5 minutes later...

I looked at the people in front of me who were already sound asleep, thought for a moment, then took out the fruit stick...

My original plan was to install a bomb on the plane, and then detonate it in the air after the group of leaders got on the plane...

But unfortunately, I have been shopping around the island for a long time, but I have not found any supermarkets selling remote-controlled cars, and I only have two remote-controlled bombs left on me, which is not enough to destroy all the helicopters...

So we can only kill these pilots...

However, I can keep one as a backup...

"At least... your death is not so painful..."

I muttered hypocritically, I put on an aviator jacket, and with a fierce look in my eyes, I stabbed their throats one by one, and then piled up all the corpses in the haystack and covered them...

"Ding, do you want to activate the... flight... system!"

"Ding, do you want to activate the ace player system!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Um?What about surprises?

No, why is the ding ding sound of the system intermittent this time, as if it was stuck?

As I took off my bloody coat, I thought about it...

Is it because of the source?

Hmm... I'm getting more and more curious about the purpose of the source, and I always feel that it can appear on the earth with the system, it's not accidental...

Withdrawing my thoughts, I immediately cleaned up the scene, put all the explosives, grenades, and incendiary bombs into the largest helicopter, and then removed the spare fuel tanks of all the helicopters, and carried them up together...

After finishing everything, I looked at the empty cargo bay of the helicopter and narrowed my eyes slightly...

Why do you always feel that something is missing?

I check my tactical watch...01:30pm!

Hmm... I got back on the motorcycle and headed towards the food stall...

"Boss, do you sell your liquefied petroleum gas?"

After running six food stalls in a row, I harvested 20 oil barrels full of liquefied petroleum gas...

"I bought your tricycle, here~ it's [-], please order..."

Looking at the smiling vendors who were counting money with their heads bowed, I smiled and rode to the helipad...

Well...it's still comfortable to ride a tricycle...

Half an hour later, I put all the liquefied gas into the cargo hold of the helicopter, looked at the full cargo hold, and nodded with satisfaction...

I checked the time... two forty.

Hmm... six hours before the start of the project...

In this case...

I opened the flight manual and read it carefully, like a young scholar who is tireless and thirsty for knowledge!

...

08: 30…

I dragged the only pilot who was spared from the haystack to the helicopter, then grabbed his chin, took out mineral water mixed with Formacini, and poured it directly down his throat...

"Cough cough cough...I am... ah, you..."

The poor pilot, the next second after he woke up, his dazed pupils shrank suddenly, and then reflected the black muzzle of the gun representing death, and my hideous face that wanted to eat human flesh...

"Don't be so special, you, you, do you know why you kept your life?"

With fright in his eyes, he saw the dried blood not far away, and the bloody coat beside him that looked like a butcher's apron, and he was frightened out of his wits...

The whole person huddled on the ground and held up his hands, like a caterpillar shrunk into a ball after being stimulated by an external force...

"Don't...don't do it...Brother, I'm just a pilot, I have nothing to do with the Stranger Gang, let...let me go!"

I put the grenade necklace around his neck and tied it to death, then grabbed the elastic cord attached to the safety ring and smiled at him...

"You are really smart, you actually know that I let you survive because you are a pilot...By the way, have you seen the largest transport plane? You...should be able to fly it."

He froze for a moment, raised his head and glanced at the helicopter, nodded quickly, with panic on his face...

"Brother...Brother, you should have said earlier, why don't you take this grenade down first, and I will take you flying..."

I kicked him, pouted at the helicopter with a sly face, like a cunning devil tempting humans to jump into the abyss...

"This is your only chance to survive. As long as you take me to the position of the annual meeting of the Strange People, I will let you go. I believe you will make the right choice..."

Using the voluntary slavery at the feet of the devil in exchange for Schrödinger's life, I believe everyone knows how to choose...

Yes, he may or may not live, but in order to live, everyone is willing to gamble, isn't it?

As expected, he sat in the driver's seat silently...

"Big... big brother, you don't want to..."

This guy's eyes are really sharp, and he even saw the bomb in the cargo hold. I kicked on the driver's seat, with an embarrassing look of "it has nothing to do with you" on my face...

"The transaction we just made didn't include meddling asking questions, please drive your plane, if you still want to meet your daughter..."

When he heard my last words, his expression became ruthless immediately, and he stopped thinking about what I would do for a while, and immediately started the plane...

chug chug~

Accompanied by the whirling sound of the wings, I looked at the increasingly smaller island scenery under my feet, with a crazy bloodthirsty look in my eyes...

I'll let you guys have a taste of what it means...Thunder!

That's right, I believe all smart friends have realized what I'm going to do...