Lin Qi, they have insufficient firepower to attack more than a dozen erosive species, and this fragile line of defense will collapse in an instant.
If they remove the porthole glass now, it will be convenient for these hijackers.
This method won’t work.
Lin Qi exhaled breath, the first class was filled with blood, and his brain was running rapidly-he suddenly realized that he seemed to be in a misunderstanding.
He shouldn’t think about how to intercept the hijackers in the direction of the cargo hold. Even if they are successfully shut out, it will be a temporary solution. Even if they can hold on to the rescue team outside the first class plane, they may not be able to rescue them safely.
If you want to completely solve the hijacking, you should first find a way to take back the control of the plane!
Located in the aircraft department, they are the key to the whole rescue operation … They have advantages that external rescuers do not have.
Now they have controlled the first class and separated the cockpit from the cargo hold. Although this separation is temporary, it is enough for them to do a lot of things during this time.
There are two pretenders, drivers and hijackers in the cockpit, which is an absolute advantage in terms of combat power and number of people.
Lin Qi couldn’t help but want to scratch his ear-it’s probably that continuous high-intensity overtime these days has damaged his brain and he didn’t even think about such a simple thing … From the very beginning, he should focus on controlling the plane!
"Two groups of left-behind first class if the cargo direction is breached as long as possible! One group, come with me. Let’s get the cockpit back! " Linqi boulevard
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"Sir, the radar has found the target, so we are right." The fighter pilot is an old acquaintance of Kelan, two pilots involved in the scandal in the previous transport plane. At the moment, he is clutching the joystick of the plane with his hands and staring at the radar screen in front of him, lowering the height of the plane bit by bit.
He is one of the best pilots in the whole fleet, otherwise it is not his turn to give an "important person" plane like Kelan.
"I saw it, too." Kelan’s co-pilot put his face close to the cabin glass with his hands on the cockpit hatch cover. "It’s very close. The visual distance is less than 300 meters."
"According to the message from the fighter formation sent by the First Fleet, the target has been flying in the direction of due north and has not changed its course," said the pilot.
"Actually, I’d like to chase it. Maybe I can find an important stronghold of heresy … but I’m afraid it will be difficult for the other party to be ready to save people when the time comes," Kelan said.
"It’s hard to save people in this situation …" The pilot Wei Xiao murmured.
"Keep the same course as the target, and close the distance as much as possible. In addition, inform the fighter formation of the first fleet behind them to be ready to meet them at any time." Ke Lan glanced at the square landform, which is a vast plain. According to his plan, the worst scenario is to completely destroy the transport plane in a fight with the hijackers, so that the aircraft researchers can be forced to parachute and escape. If it falls to the plain, it is good to say that if you fly a little further and enter the intersection of Baiji Mountain and Yongshuang Mountain, the difficulty of search and rescue will be greatly increased.
"The relative distance is 170 meters, the relative speed" said the pilot. "The other radar should have found us, but they didn’t seem to take any countermeasures."
"I think we won’t attack all their fears because we have important hostages in our hands," Kelan said. "Can we get any closer?"
"I’ll try." The pilot nodded and slightly pressed the joystick in his hand to control the fighter plane to keep close to the Hercules transport plane.
"The relative distance is 25 meters, 23 meters and 20 meters … the relative speed … can’t be closer now. At this distance, I and the other pilot who shakes their hands a little will directly collide with each other."
"I remember that the minimum flight formation distance during the stunt performance was not a few meters?" Kelan asked
"Sir … you know it’s a stunt. Those pilots have been partners with each other for decades. The players are more trustworthy than their right-hand men … and I don’t even know if the pilot of that plane has got a formal flight license. I absolutely dare not take the risk."
The pilot captain paused and added, "Of course, if the transport plane on the driving surface is that guy Mesa, I dare to post it at a distance of five meters."
Mesa in his mouth refers to the lieutenant pilot in the passenger seat of the transport plane who counted the fleet during this period, and they happened to be partners for ten years.
"Sixteen meters … this is the limit distance I can react to avoid," said the pilot. "Sir, are you really going to just … jump to help?"
"Well," Clan patted the pilot on the shoulder. "Get ready. I’m going to hit the hatch cover."
"White" pilot commandant grabbed the oxygen mask and buckled his face. He raised his left hand and gave Kelan a thumbs-up sign.
Then Koran lifted the cockpit hatch cover.
A strong airflow suddenly came and whipped up the hatch cover and kept ringing. Koran clung to the edge of the cockpit to prevent the whole person from being pulled out by this strong airflow.
It’s not the first time for Kelan to "jump for help" during a high and high-speed flight like this … But before this time, he always finished this exercise in a brain game …
Even in virtual games, this difficult exercise can’t be completed 100% every time.
Ke Lan dares to do this because even if he misses the jump, he can rely on the living armor to make another "hard landing" unless he jumps for a moment and directly crashes into the suction port of the transport plane, then we can try to see whether the strength of the active armor is higher or the strength of the high-speed rotating alloy blades in the suction port of the transport plane is higher …
"Three, two, one"
Kelan said three numbers in his heart and jumped!
He was a few seconds away from the cockpit of the fighter plane, and bright red blood had already emerged from every pore of his body. In a blink of an eye, a suit of armor with strange shapes was formed on his body surface.
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"Hercules" transport aircraft department first class
Lin Qi and his men were planning to raid the cockpit when they suddenly heard a loud noise from the plane. With this noise, the whole Hercules transport plane seemed to shake gently.
"What’s the matter?" Lin Qi leng looked up and looked at the top of the plane.
"Deputy section chief … it won’t … it won’t be a noodle man who has decided to shoot us down, will it?" A crisis management agent said with a face of concern.
"No," Lin Qi shook his head. "If Mian decided to shoot down the plane, we would have crashed by now."
Lin Qi is very clear about the firepower configuration of the active fighters of the Ark’s main fleet. That kind of laser cannon needs only one shot to disintegrate this transport plane without energy shield. Although Hercules is called "heavy transport plane", this heavy refers to its powerful transport capacity and does not mean how heavy armor this thing has.
"I feel like something hit the plane," said another senior and experienced crisis management officer. "It seems that the impact position is in the direction of the cargo hold."
"Cargo direction …" Lin Qi’s heart is tight. Although reason tells him that what he should do now is to seize the first class door and occupy the cockpit before it is cut, he always has an irresistible impulse to let him find out.
His intuition told him that the loud noise was probably the key breaker … and his intuition was always accurate.
"After you lead the team into the cockpit, you will be killed regardless of whether the other party takes resistance. Remember to make the active ammunition fill the gun without saving bullets." Lin Qi patted the old agent and said.
"What about you, deputy section chief?"
"I used to see …" Said Lin Qi and got up and ran in the direction of the cargo hold.
When he arrived at the hatch, he saw the death of the last hijacker through the porthole-an arm covered with blood-red armor penetrated the hijacker’s chest from behind, and sharp claws seized a "nuclear" wrapped in blood and minced meat.
In a second, this claw directly crushed this "nuclear" in the "nuclear", and a drop of bright red blood-like substance was absorbed by a few tiny tentacles that suddenly appeared on the surface of bloody armor.
Those tiny tentacles appear and disappear faster than Lin Qi’s illusion-he is not sure whether what he just saw is real or imaginary in his mind.
The hijacker burst through his chest and fell to the floor, revealing the figure behind him.
That strange-looking bloody armor exudes a strong ominous smell. Although Lin Qi knows that the other party is probably not his own enemy, it can drive him to stay as far away from this armor as possible.
Let him feel fear and resistance is not the man wearing this armor, but the armor …
Although he has never seen this thing, his intuition tells him that this armor is alive and has vitality … Although he doesn’t know that it is tamed by the wearer, if it is out of control, it will definitely lead to an unimaginable disaster.