It is said that in the history of the Space-Time Administration, countless people have been lost in alien planes, but only a handful of them have been caught by locals.
Although there was a time and space base involved in the operation, it failed in the energy battle or the duel between time and space warriors, which made Guy full of frustration.
He used his furious fists to teach the two people who rushed forward a lesson, but then, a long string of bullets slipped out and sparks were released. Three bullets hit the ordinary passenger suit he had put on, and the blood loss weakened his physical strength. Falling rapidly, when the second string of bullets hit meters in front of him, Guy finally calmed down.
However, he could not and could not give up. He grabbed a passenger next to him and blocked a string of bullets coming from behind. Then he fired a shot, shattering the distant searchlight into pieces.
However, at this time, the entire airport reacted, and more searchlights followed. They may not have been able to find Guy's location, but they illuminated Guy's side.
More armed police officers joined the passengers in the queue. Guy's original plan was to fish in troubled waters, but a searchlight shattered his extravagant hopes.
Seeing that more and more people noticed him, Guy reached out and took out a standard anti-personnel bomb, threw it to the right, and then took out a smoke bomb, which was his last equipment.
The smoke bombs were mixed with irritating gases, and their range expanded rapidly, quickly spreading to the entire runway. The on-site commander had to order to stop firing and expand the encirclement.
This order is understandable to a normal person, but to a genuine traveler who has gone through decades of extreme training, it is an unreasonable order.
Guy quickly changed his clothes and treated the wound with a hemostatic agent - it only took 40 seconds. He still had minutes to reach the nearest fence. The 4-meter-high fence would not be guarded by too many people. And after escaping from the airport? Guy shook his head and touched the cosmetic gel on his face. It seemed that the journey home would be difficult.
The scene was chaotic, and there were constant shouts. The officers and soldiers looked at every passenger passing by with suspicious eyes. They did not need to judge, it was enough to find everyone.
Doctors pushed stretchers into the encirclement, each with a soldier beside them, and everyone's eyes were full of distrust.
Xiao Zhen frowned and looked at the heavy smoke, and said angrily: "How do you do the airport security check? How many smoke bombs are needed to create this effect? Mediocre!"
The people at the airport were obedient, and there was no excuse for the fact before them.
Letting a base far away in Brazil do the work of clearing smoke would not only be too conspicuous, but also waste too much energy. Seeing that Guy was about to escape, Huang Xuan took out his cell phone and dialed his uncle's number.
Zhang Si was also in the command tower, euphemistically claiming to be guiding the work, but in reality he was just watching. Xiao Zhen was furious. When he saw the number was Huang Xuan, he felt moved. He walked out of the room with his cell phone and asked in a low voice: "Isn't it business?"
"The hijacker went west and will pass the first blockade in two minutes at most." After saying that, Huang Xuan hung up the phone. He didn't worry about anyone eavesdropping. Lorraine was invincible when it came to computer systems.
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Ten minutes later, police found all 18 passengers and one crew member, or their bodies. But no one was carrying a gun, and no one identified the suspect.
After discovering Zhang Si's blockade, Guy made a prompt decision and returned to the crowd of passengers, pretending to be injured.
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Now, it's the police's turn to have a headache.
It is said that when the hijacking occurred, there was also smoke in the cabin, and everyone only heard the voice of one person, but they could not identify it.
Xiao Zhen's whole body became older.
This was a decisive and smooth operation, but the result was a little less than perfect.
It is certain that the hijacker is among this group of people, but no one knows who it is. Facing the attention of many media, no one dares to judge lightly.
"Take them all away." Xiao Zhen waved his hand, turned around and left the podium.
Huang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief. He watched Guy being taken into the ambulance and leaving the airport surrounded by countless police cars. He said to Lorraine: "Can I talk to him?"
"Already connected."
Huang Xuan took a breath, calmed down, and said, "Hello, traveler."
Guy, who was sitting in the car, had a stiff expression on his face, tensed his body, and said in a professionally learned voice: "Are you the guardian of this plane?"
"That's right." Huang Xuan laughed softly.
"what do you want?"
In the era of the Great Plane, failed travelers could always redeem themselves with energy. Guy obviously remembered this ancient rule and tried to escape.
"Three questions. First, why did you come to P11? Second, how do you know the base is here? Third, what do you want to use to control the base." Huang Xuan sat leisurely on the sofa.
"Tell you, will you let me go?" Guy glanced at the bulging policeman beside him. There were two policemen sandwiched around each passenger to ensure that no one could escape again.
Huang Xuannu pursed his lips and said softly: "It can only be regarded as the interest for your wasting my energy."
Guy snorted, but still said: "I entered P11 accidentally. The plane passage here was easily opened at that time. Because I lost contact with the base, I wanted to try whether there would be an abandoned base here... , I once saw some information about the forward base from the standard plane materials... I want to see if this base is guarded, and there is no intention to rob it... "
What he said was true and false, and he didn't seem very cooperative. Huang Xuan didn't want to tell the difference and asked casually: "What should I call you? Mr. Traveler."
"Guy. Just call me Guy."
"Okay, Guy, how do you want to control the base?"
Guy didn't speak. Huang Xuan sat on his bed, holding the family bucket, and said: "Look, Guy, you don't have to tell me, but you can't stop me from telling the police who is the hijacker. You know if this happens If something happens, what will be the result?”
The other party was still silent. Huang Xuan smiled and threatened: "Guy, do you understand this plane? What about this time and space? Do you know how people in this era deal with prisoners? They occasionally use lie detectors, but only occasionally Use, in addition, they have abolished corporal punishment, but they will still have physical contact with you occasionally..."
Huang Xuan almost recounted what happened to the Iraqi prisoners of war in the US military prison. Guy's face became obviously ugly, but he still said firmly: "The people on this plane are very complicated, and they will not do this."
"Are you sure, are you sure you understand this time and space? Better than me?" Huang Xuan was very sure that Guy did not understand this time and space, especially the dirty things in the prison. He may not even be able to figure out where he is on the plane. He lost his base when he entered P11.
"If I leave, I will tell you." Guy was somewhat relieved, but still unwilling to tell what Huang Xuan knew.
"You can't leave before I know what I want to know." Huang Xuan tried his best to pretend to be more mature and said: "I guess you want me to catch you in the plane base here. This kind of thing will not happen If it happens, I will tell the police who is the hijacker and they will have ways to deal with you."
"You won't do that. I will tell them that I am a traveler. If you take me away, there will be a loss of energy in the buffer zone."
"What if I belong to this plane?"
"That's impossible."
"Nothing is impossible."
Huang Xuan chuckled. This is what Lorraine said is the advantage of ordinary people. In this plane, nothing Huang Xuan does will cause changes in the buffer zone. On the contrary, as an outsider, Lorraine's actions will. cause such changes.
Guy was silent for a long time. Huang Xuan was not in a hurry. He motioned to Lorraine to close the communication window and go to bed to catch up on his sleep. It was already two o'clock in the morning.
Early the next morning, Huang Xuan had breakfast and contacted Guy again: "How are you thinking about it?"
"There's no way they'd recognize me."
Indeed, Zhang Shuduan was busy all night and could not identify any possible hijackers. They didn't even know there were several hijackers.
Ten minutes after the plane took off, Guy threw a smoke bomb and fired two shots to control the situation. After that, everyone was blindfolded. From the beginning to the end, no one saw his face. Appearance, and the short time determines that when rearranging seats, people cannot remember who is next to them.
However, perhaps it was precisely because the time was too short that Guy did not give up the action because the bomb at the airport did not explode.
Huang Xuan already knew what happened at the police station. He curled his lips and said, "I have countless ways for them to catch you. You have no leverage anymore."
"How do I know you won't lie to me?" Guy sat in the single lounge. The environment here was not bad, except that he couldn't leave.
"You have no choice." Huang Xuan said with a smile: "Don't think about stalling for time. The government will not imprison everyone for too long, but my patience must be lower than the government's patience. If you really go to jail , maybe in order not to lose energy, I will give up the question I want to know.”
Guy believed Huang Xuan's words. This was the fate of many captured travelers - being eliminated by the Administration within the smallest scope of influence. Of course, he still had the last bit of hope in his heart. Maybe the plane in this desert of time and space, I think he has greater value. He persisted for a moment and said: "It can't just be a promise, I need actual insurance."
"Nothing." Huang Xuan shook his head. He had gone through several negotiations and he knew how to negotiate when he had good cards.
"Come see me and I'll tell you."
Silence remains.
After a long while, Guy said: "I have the key, the P-type standard plane level 16 authority key, which I got from a traveler."
Lorraine said at this time: "Permission keys are issued to non-traveller officials, mainly for plane authentication procedures. Level 16 authority keys can take over base authority below level 16 under standard planes. This kind of Permissions are rarely used, and they are even less used after the Great Plane Era.”
"Is it useful?" Huang Xuan asked.
"Very useful."
Huang Xuan felt a little scared. If Lorraine was really controlled, the situation might be reversed immediately. He asked Guy: "Where is the key?"
"Come to me and I'll tell you," Guy insisted.
Huang Xuan sneered and asked Lorraine: "What does the key look like? Can you find it?"
"Of course. It is made of pure purple gold and will last a long time." If Lorraine said a long time, it must really be a long time.
"Look at him?"
Feeling the energy fluctuations floating over his body, Guy closed his eyes in pain. Because the key was precious, he hid it in his thigh muscles. If there was energy, no one could find this special key. The processed key, however, when it loses energy - in plane travel, losing energy is equivalent to losing everything.
When the last trace of energy flow disappeared, Guy couldn't help shouting: "Wait, I can help you, don't kill me, you promised to come see me."
"If you have a pharmaceutical formula or finished product that can extend natural lifespan, I might spare you."
"I know the formula." Guy moved his body in the cell. He felt that things were starting to get out of control. Perhaps the problem was developing out of control since the shuttle lost control.
"explain."
"Let me go." Guy began to bargain. This might be his last chance.
"Say it first, you have no choice."
For Guy, the key is obviously more precious than a pharmaceutical formula. It was precisely because of robbing it that he accidentally entered P11.
However, this may really be his last bargaining chip. Guy lay on the white hospital bed and closed his eyes tightly. (To be continued)