Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

The strong airflow made Zhuo Yifan feel the inconvenience of physical movement.But fortunately, he finally stood on the edge of the wing without any risk, and was just a little bit close to saying goodbye to the plane.This also made Zhuo Yifan rejoice, but secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

If you fall from an altitude of more than 1 meters, you will not die, but if you want to come up to protect the plane, it is absolutely impossible.

At this moment, the two fighter jets had already swooped down towards the passenger plane, and seeing that the distance was less than half a kilometer, Zhuo Yifan's heart sank suddenly.

The flames suddenly appeared, and accompanied by a muffled sound of gunfire, the artillery mounted on the fighter jet launched the first round of fire offensive towards the fuselage of the passenger plane.

Zhuo Yifan's expression changed drastically, and he saw that the other wing had been shot with two holes.Fortunately, it is only the wing, and the distance is relatively long, so the shooting range is not very accurate.If it hits the fuel tanks under the wings, the plane will be completely finished.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan had no time to think about it, and the blood spirit thorn in his hand flashed golden light, and he got out of his hand, and shot straight at the two planes, like sharp arrows shot from a bent bow, the speed So fast that the naked eye can't tell.

"Zhuo Yifan is coming up, get out!" Qin Yang was the first to react, and quickly reminded his companion.

The two fighter jets pulled up again almost at the same time, rushed past Zhuo Yifan and the others' plane at the fastest speed, flew directly in front of the passenger plane, and continued to fly forward.

As long as the two planes are driven out of a certain range and away from the passenger plane, Zhuo Yifan's goal can be considered achieved.After a circle, the blood spirit thorn flew back towards Zhuo Yifan.And in this situation, it is obviously impossible to use the blood spirit thorn to chase the fighter.The effect had reached expectations, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But when the plane's wing was hit by the artillery, the whole fuselage vibrated violently, making Zhuo Yifan who was standing on the other side of the wing feel precarious.If the turbulence continued like this, Zhuo Yifan wondered if the plane would disintegrate in the air and fall apart!

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan's cell phone rang suddenly.The incoming call is a string of phone numbers from nowhere.

Zhuo Yifan connected the phone directly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

"Young Master Zhuo, I'm Zheng Dong. I called you using the satellite phone on the plane! What's going on outside? According to the captain, the right wing of the plane is seriously damaged and it won't last long! What should we do now? " Zheng Dong's eager voice came from the phone.

Zhuo Yifan frowned, and couldn't help but ponder.Although he was also anxious in his heart, he must not get confused at this time, otherwise everyone will die together.

"If there is no other way, we can only make an emergency landing in Afghanistan. Ask the captain to prepare for an emergency landing in Afghanistan. Contact the country first, and find a way to coordinate with the civilian or military airports in Afghanistan! The right wing of the plane was shot by the artillery of the fighter jet just now. It hit, although there are only two holes the size of basketballs, but I'm not sure how damaged it is. Let the captain judge for himself!" Zhuo Yifan pondered for a moment, and then ordered helplessly.