Chapter 566 Air Crash

North of Samar Island in the Philippines, a yacht floats quietly in the western Pacific Ocean.

Standing on the yacht, the man in the hat lowered the smoking launch tube on his shoulders, looked at the falling meteor, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

In Huaguo, there are people from the general staff watching, and they have no chance of attacking at all. Moreover, based on the security check procedures at Huaguo Airport, there is no possibility for them to bring explosives onto the plane. So from the very beginning, they didn't intend to deal with Jiang Chen in the plane.

Shoulder-launched air defense missiles are only suitable for dealing with low- and medium-altitude targets. It is impossible to shoot down civil aviation airliners flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters...In this case, if they want to use shoulder-launched air defense missiles to shoot down targets, they need to "consciously The "drop height.

The passenger plane was threatened with a bomb to land nearby, forcing it to fly to the nearest international airport in Cebu. Shoot it down after it descends into range of the man-portable missile.

According to the route calculation, this is the best shooting position that Tanaka can analyze.

As for whether the method is too cruel and whether it will hurt the innocent, this has never been a question for them to consider.

"...It's really beautiful fireworks. Not bad, not bad, the professor will be happy when he sees it." Throwing the improved "stinger" launcher in his hand on the deck, Tanaka smiled and watched the firework dragging smoke. "Meteor" goes away.

"Hit the engine of the left wing...the crash rate is only 70%." Leaning against the door of the cabin, the mercenary Ladisev put down the binoculars in his hand and said calmly, "Are you sure that professor will be happy?"

"Of course." Tanaka smiled, "But this is really troublesome... If he bets the 30% probability correctly, the professor will be very troubled. Mr. Ladisev, please."

He never told his subordinates that he was that professor, and he always pretended to be an assistant. In various senses, there are far more people who want the professor's life than those who want Jiang Chen's life.

Radisf glanced at him, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it by his lips.

"You guys are really getting crazy. Aren't you afraid that your name will be put together with the base and IS? Cebu is also the second largest city in the Philippines. Is it just a show when you are in the Philippine team?"

"The Philippine army is at war with the Moro country, and there are still many opportunities to fish in troubled waters. Although I have prepared some interesting gadgets on the plane, just in case. Please take someone to make a trip in person Don't worry, there will be extra rewards for extra tasks." Tanaka said with a smile.

"Small thing?" Ladisev was slightly moved.

He didn't know what Tanaka had on hand, but he had heard that the company was developing a chemical weapon.

"As I said, Mr. Ladisev. This is war. War." Tanaka stretched out a finger and shook it, then pinched the brim of his hat to straighten it, "Although it is a half-finished product, let me Take this opportunity to see its effect. Hahaha..."

That dry and presumptuous laughter floated far away on the lonely sea, and disappeared in the rough waves.

Ladisev spit out the circles of his eyes in silence, looking at the hazy white smoke.

"I need manpower, equipment, helicopters."

Tanaka stopped laughing and opened his arms towards his partner.

"It's ready."

...

Inside the ground air traffic control station of the Philippines. An unusual red dot appeared on the radar. Flight mu771 originally planned to fly to Koro Island in the new country deviated from its course and entered the airspace of the Philippines from the high seas. After discovering the abnormality, the air traffic controller immediately got in touch with the crew.

Tower: "This is Manila Tower, mu771, you have entered the control area of ​​Manila, communication frequency 132.6"

Crew: "This is flight mu771, the left wing engine is on fire! We are under missile attack, please land!"

Tower: "... what?"

Crew: "Repeat, the missile hit our left wing engine! We need help!"

Tower: "Please remain calm,

Cebu Airport Tower will provide you with a landing strip. Please follow our instructions..."

Hit by a missile? !

The people in the air traffic control station suddenly panicked, and they called the Philippine Presidential Palace, and then the headquarters. Air Force Commander Edgar, who had just finished having sex with his wife, was about to go to bed, but Aquino picked him up from the bed with a phone call.

"Flight mu771 was hit by a missile! I need an explanation!" The call was just connected. Aquino's roar rushed up to Edgar's forehead along the telephone line.

"I, I don't know, but I swear, it was definitely not our people who did it! What happened? What flights and missiles..." Edgar, who was confused, replied in a panic.

Aquino gasped heavily.

"Flight mu771 was hit near our airspace, the left wing engine caught fire and is now heading to Cebu Airport."

Edgar's first reaction was. This must be a joke, subconsciously glanced at the calendar, his face suddenly became ugly.

Today is not April Fool's Day!

"It must have been shot down by people from the Moro country!"

"Fart! Their shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missiles can shoot down passenger planes tens of thousands of meters high!" Aquino got angry when he heard the mentally retarded speech of his subordinates, and cursed angrily.

As far as the equipment of the Moro guerrillas is concerned, they can't hit the height of the passenger plane at all, which is why the US F35 fighter jets have no pressure to perform support operations in Mindanao. Only the Philippines has the strength to shoot down a passenger plane in that sea area. And once this hat is put on the Philippines' head, the international image of the Philippines will be completely ruined...

If they still have any.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, why did Edgar rush out of the house, and while calling to order his subordinates to act, he rushed towards the headquarters.

At the Manila military base, two FA-50s scrambled to take off in the direction of flight MU771.

When two FA-50s rushed to the side of the passenger plane, and witnessed the tragedy of the passenger plane, the pilot who flew the fighter suddenly sweated for the passengers on the passenger plane.

At this moment, the left wing of the Boeing airliner was completely covered in black smoke. Through the layer of thick smoke, the flames that have not been extinguished can be vaguely seen.

It has to be said that it is already a miracle that the injury has become like this, and that it can still maintain a taxiing posture and land at the airport.

The captain and co-pilot of flight mu771 were struggling for the last time, praying that the wing would not break, and desperately trying to save the plane that was getting out of control.

"No way! It's all over, we can't get to the airport!" The co-pilot said desperately while staring at the instrument.

"Hold on, we can do it! Be sure to go to the airport!"

"Damn it, the right wing is damaged! Engine failure! Damn, get moving!" The captain repeatedly tried to restart the engine, but all failed.

mu771 has completely turned into a ****.

Despair was written all over the faces of the crew. Passengers on the plane, after the initial crying, have begun to write suicide notes on their clothes and notebooks. Witnessing this hellish scene, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with unbearable, but finally he took a deep breath and calmed down.

He knew that he could not save everyone. [Miao&bi]. com first launch

He silently said "I will avenge you" in his heart, then he stood up and walked towards the toilet.

"Where are you going?" The flight attendant couldn't help asking when she saw Jiang Chen unbuckle his seat belt and stand up from his seat.

"Go to the toilet." Jiang Chen said flatly, ignoring her, and walked towards the toilet.

At the same time, in the cockpit, the helpless captain lowered his hands.

"This is Cebu Tower, mu771, position 32r, runway is available, please"

"This is mu771, we can't reach it. Please tell my family for me, I love them."

A cloud of thick smoke streaked across the night sky of Cebu, crossed Bohol Island, and fell towards the direction of Cagayan, a port on the northwest coast of Mindanao...