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"The choice of the official residence is 159 civilian hostages...,"

As soon as the voice fell, a gray-faced old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man appeared in the camera.

Seeing Kentaro being pushed down to the ground by masked men one after another, with a piece of rag stuffed in his mouth, and his body trembling with fear, the senior cabinet officials felt a sense of sadness in their hearts. class feeling.

The Governor of Tokyo is the executive officer of Tokyo, and his political status is second only to the Prime Minister. The annual financial budget of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government is nearly 16 trillion yen, which is equivalent to the national budget of Indonesia for one year. At the same time, it controls 4 employees in Tokyo (including 5000 Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department police officers). The size of this team was second only to the Self-Defense Forces in their childhood. He also controls 4% of Xiaozhi’s annual fiscal and tax revenue. Therefore, the life of the governor of Tokyo is better than that of the prime minister, and is comparable to that of the president of a country.

And such a person was trampled under the feet of robbers in public today, and his life was hanging by a thread.

"let's start."

Ming Da Qing Chi didn't hesitate and just waved his hand.

Bashi and Shinichi looked at each other. Shinichi was hesitant, still struggling in his heart, and the hand holding the pistol could not help but tremble slightly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After three gunshots, Kentaro's eyes widened, filled with pain, helplessness and a hint of resentment. All three hostages collapsed on the ground, twitched for a while, and then stopped moving.

"OK..., the game is over, I won't break my promise."

Ming Da Qing Chi looked at the camera and smiled, then turned off the camera. He patted Shinichi on the shoulder, walked to the broadcasting station, and picked up the microphone: "The mission is over, it's time for us to leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two guards and the two people hiding among the passengers got up and walked towards Ming Da Qing Chi. Standing behind him, Ming Da Qing Chi nodded and the group walked down to the cargo compartment.

"Do not move…"

Seeing Ming Da Qing Chi and his group disappear at the top of the stairs, Miyamoto Chinatsu gritted her teeth and followed quietly. Just when Hu Huizhong also wanted to take action, Yi Huawei took her hand.

When Ming Daqingchi and the others disappeared, the passengers who survived the disaster were relieved. The atmosphere in the cabin gradually eased, and the mood of the passengers gradually calmed down.

But before the passengers started cursing Ming Da Qing Chi's crew, they heard Ming Da Qing Chi's voice coming over the radio again: "Dear passengers, please note that I have installed a time bomb in the cabin. I don't know now. Whichever one runs out of fuel first or the bomb explodes first, good luck to you."

When Miyamoto Chinatsu caught up, the seven members of Ming Dai Qingsha had already put on their parachutes.

"Didi didi~,"

Ming Daqingchi and others all raised their pistols and aimed at Chinatsu Miyamoto. Chinatsu Miyamoto dodged back and quickly jumped behind the iron frame, and then heard a beeping sound.

Miyamoto Chinatsu stiffened and slowly looked back, only to see the timer on a square iron box on her back starting to rotate crazily.

09:59…, 09:56…,
"Good luck!"

Ming Daqingzhi put away his gun, smiled at Miyamoto Chinatsu, and then pressed the switch on the side.

The cargo door suddenly opened, and a strong flow of air rushed in instantly. The goods that were originally neatly stacked suffered a huge impact and rolled down one after another. The scene was once chaotic.

Passengers on the plane felt the strong vibration and were immediately frightened. One wave after another, the unexpected situation plunged the entire flight into panic.

Various items were tumbling around like fallen leaves in a strong wind under the impact of strong air currents. Some of the cargo was even torn apart, with broken pieces flying everywhere, adding to the chaos.

The plane flew hard in severe turbulence.

Ming Daqingzhi waited for the rest of the people to jump off the plane, waved his hand to Miyamoto Chinatsu, turned around and wanted to jump off.

"Ah! Ahhh!!"

"Plop~,"

Chinatsu Miyamoto threw herself at Ming Daqingzhi with all her strength, grabbed the parachute bag strap on his body, and pulled hard. Ming Da Qing Chi stumbled, and was knocked to the ground by Miyamoto Chinatsu without paying attention.

"I won't let you escape!"

"You are dead!!"

Chinatsu Miyamoto jumped up and struck with an elbow, hitting Ming Daqingchi's spine hard. Then he strangled his neck with his backhand.

"what!"

Ming Da Qing Chi grunted, grabbed Miyamoto Chinatsu's left hand, and squeezed it hard. Miyamoto Chinatsu was in pain and involuntarily let go of her hand.

Ming Da Qing Chi threw her back towards the plane hatch.

"Ah~~~,"

The huge suction force was like an invisible hand pushing Chinatsu Miyamoto to the cabin exit. Her body slid forward uncontrollably, and the intense fear made her widen her eyes and hold her breath.

"You take your time and enjoy the last days of your life," Ming Daqingzhi straightened his parachute bag, ignored the dizzy Miyamoto Chinatsu, smiled and waved his hand, and jumped from the hatch of the plane.

Miyamoto Chinatsu's hands tightly grasped the clasps on the cabin board, and her fingertips turned pale from the excessive force. Her body was tense under the huge suction, as if it would be torn apart at any moment. A strong desire to survive arose in her heart, making her desperately want to break free from the shackles of this power.

However, her struggle seemed so helpless in the face of this powerful suction. She felt that her physical strength had been exhausted, and when it seemed that she could no longer hold on, Miyamoto Chinatsu felt desperate and couldn't help but close her eyes.

"hold onto!"

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a rush of footsteps, and when Miyamoto Chinatsu looked up, a familiar face came into view.

Yi Huawei grabbed the curtain with one hand, stretched out towards Miyamoto Chinatsu with the other hand, and firmly grasped Miyamoto Chinatsu's hand: "Let go, leave it to me."

Chinatsu Miyamoto felt relieved and couldn't help but let go of her grasping hand. Then she felt her body levitating, and a huge force dragged her towards the cabin.

"Boom~,"

With one hand around Miyamoto Chinatsu's waist, she stood firmly at the door of the cabin. With the other hand, she pressed the switch and waited for the cabin panel to slowly close. Papers in the sky stopped flying and calm returned to the cargo hold.

"Huhuhu~~,"

Miyamoto Chinatsu, who had narrowly escaped death, was lying on Yi Huawei, her heart beating like a drum and her breathing rapid. The life-and-death battle she had just experienced left her physically and mentally exhausted, and all her strength was drained away. Trembling, she grabbed the corner of Yi Huawei's clothes, as if he was her only support.

Her flawless face was covered with sweat and looked extremely pale. The wounds on her body were burning with pain, making her tremble uncontrollably.

"Thank you!"

After a while, Chinatsu Miyamoto, who had regained some strength, realized the situation. She blushed and struggled to get up from Yi Huawei's arms. Then she remembered something: "No, there is a bomb here! "

Ignoring the pain in my body, I hurried towards the time bomb with an anxious look on my face: "This thing must be taken care of before the plane lands."

"Dudududududu~,"

The numbers on the timer are still spinning crazily!

Chinatsu Miyamoto stared nervously at the timer on the plane, her heartbeat racing and her hands trembling. She knew that the timer in front of her meant life or death. In less than five minutes, the bomb would detonate, and her life and that of the other passengers on the plane would hang by a thread.

"To defuse bombs, you must be familiar with electronic engineering. By the way, ask the passengers if there is anyone familiar with electronic engineering..."

Chinatsu Miyamoto took a deep breath, tried her best to stay calm, and thought about possible solutions. Time was running out, and she had to race against time if she wanted to save everyone.

"Don't look for anyone else," Yi Huawei grabbed Chinatsu Miyamoto and pointed at himself: "I have a master's degree in electronic engineering. Because of the economic downturn, I can't find a job, so I can only go back and inherit the family business..."

"You... better really know how to do it, please,"

Now that things have come to an end, Chinatsu Miyamoto bowed to Yi Huawei and placed all her hopes on him.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Yi Huawei carefully observed the structure of the bomb: "Is this using satellite transmission?"

"Well, I heard that it can be sent and received within 100 kilometers." Chinatsu Miyamoto nodded: "It must be as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid he will detonate the explosives directly after landing."

"Oh~," Yi Huawei nodded slightly and continued to check the bomb line: "This antenna is connected to the antenna that receives satellite waves. Just cut a few of them short. However, some of them may be fake, this one!"

Yi Huawei pinched a wire and smiled: "I guess it should be this one."

"you guess??"

"I don't have a knife, so I can only carefully pull out one and tear it off... I believe that the goddess of luck is always on my side."

Seeing Yi Huawei tearing off the line, Miyamoto Chinatsu couldn't help but close her eyes tightly with a slight 'click' sound.

After half a blast, the bomb did not move at all. Chinatsu Miyamoto knew that Yi Huawei had successfully cut off the detonation line of the bomb.

...The robbers pulled the handle and opened the parachute. Colorful parachutes bloom in the sky, like blooming flowers. Gradually slowed down and landed safely on the grass. When their feet touched the ground, the group cheered excitedly.

"Hahaha, we succeeded!!"

"yes!!"

"Where is Your Excellency Ming Da?"

Just when a group of people were cheering, Shinichi looked at a few people and suddenly found that Ming Daqingchi was not there.

"Up there!"

Baxi looked around and then looked up, Ming Da Qing Chi was still gliding in the air.

After Ming Da Qing Chi landed, three cars came from a distance.

"Let's go, let's go back first."

Ming Da Qing Chi sent a message on his mobile phone: "Mission completed."

He threw away the remote control in his hand, turned around and got into the car.

…………

control tower.

After learning that all the robbers had parachuted out, Daisuke Aono slammed the table, took a deep breath, and asked the director: "How long can the plane's fuel last?"

The director said: "Ten minutes, only flight to the nearest airport to land."

"Dududu~,...did you hear it?"

"Chinatsu??!!"

Chinatsu Miyamoto's voice came from the communication channel, and Daisuke Aono asked anxiously: "Where is Captain Yuzo?"

"Captain Xiongsan was seriously injured and unable to fly, and the co-pilot died... Hehehehe~, there is no time...,"

Chinatsu Miyamoto, who was physically exhausted, gasped: "I will be responsible for landing this passenger plane."

"Ok?"

"Don't be ridiculous!"

"This is crazy!"

The staff in the control tower suddenly became noisy.

Aono Daisuke asked anxiously: "Chinatsu, is there no other suitable person?"

"If there was...," Miyamoto Chinatsu held back her breath and said, "If there was, would I still do this?"

The director looked at Aono Daisuke: "What should I do?"

There was no answer for a while, and Chinatsu Miyamoto said angrily: "Tell me quickly, what should I do?!"

"Chinatsu," Aono Daisuke pondered for a moment: "You must land the plane safely...,"

"Don't talk nonsense! I will definitely land this plane safely."

Miyamoto Chinatsu was speechless and angrily shouted: "Hurry up and ask someone to teach me what to do now!"

"Qianxia, ​​let me ask as usual," the director took the phone and said loudly: "Do you have any experience in operating small aircraft?"

Miyamoto Chinatsu said: "No!"

"That's good!" the director explained: "This way you don't have any preconceived notions."

After a pause, he said word by word: "Listen carefully to what I say now, and follow the instructions accurately. Is that clear?"

"clear."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Chinatsu Miyamoto nodded heavily.

"First of all, now we can use radar to guide the aircraft to the nearest airport. Don't touch any instruments before I give you instructions..." the director said:

"In three minutes, you will see the runway in front of you... Please pay attention. There is not much fuel left and you cannot start over."

Miyamoto Chinatsu nodded: "I know!"

Three short minutes seemed like a long century. In this tense and expectant moment, Chinatsu Miyamoto concentrated on facing the upcoming challenge and listened carefully to the instructions in the control tower. She understood that this was a mission that could not be repeated.

The atmosphere in the control tower was tense. Staff in various departments stared at the dashboard and monitored every key parameter. Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone was nervously waiting for that moment to arrive.

As time went by, the people in the control tower became increasingly nervous. The scenery outside the window gradually darkened, leaving only the bright lights on the runway flickering. After looking at his watch, the director asked, "How are you doing? Can you see the runway now?"

Miyamoto Chinatsu raised her head and looked out the driver's window. When night falls, the lights on the long runway are particularly dazzling. He responded loudly: "I saw it."

At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats. Chinatsu Miyamoto's figure looked so firm in the cockpit, like an unyielding monument. What she is about to face is an unprecedented challenge.

"Then, let's begin!"

The director and Aono Daisuke looked at each other and said slowly:
"First of all, on the right side of your seat, there are two white control levers, which are the throttle levers. Ask him to pull it over slowly. Please pull the upper number on the dashboard in front of you until the number jumps to 70. Hold on!"

With a roar, the plane began to accelerate. Chinatsu Miyamoto pulled the throttle lever to the corresponding number, staring at the dial with blazing eyes, listening to the instructions coming from the microphone.

"Then there's the white lever next to it, on the right! Pull it to 5 degrees,"

"After that, put down the wheel... and pull down the wheel-shaped control lever in front of you. The green light will turn on..."

Miyamoto Chinatsu followed the instructions and her eyes changed: "It's still red, it hasn't changed!"

"try again!"

"Yes!"

“The green light is on!!”

Miyamoto Chinatsu tried again and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the light turned green.

"Then it's about turning the flaps to 25 degrees,"

"Then what?"

"Slowly push the control in front of you forward, lower the altitude, and lower the throttle lever to 60. There is an altitude gauge in front of the control lever. Watch it adjust to 1000 feet...,"

The plane began to bump violently, and the female passengers in the cabin turned pale with fear. They screamed one after another. The atmosphere of fear spread and was suffocating.

"Ahhhh~~~,"

All the respirators above the seats were ejected, and Kato Masami and Fukada Kyoko shouted: "Lower your head! Lower your head!!"
"Ahhhhhh~~~,"

"Awei..., I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you!"

Hu Huizhong choked up and said these words, and the guilt in her heart surged into her heart like a tide. If she hadn't insisted on taking this plane, maybe the two of them would not have been in this life-and-death crisis.

Despite having a strong heart, Hu Huizhong was still frightened and turned pale. She understood that once the plane crashed, no matter how good her skills were, she would not be able to escape the fate of death.

Unexpectedly, she did not die in the hands of those gangsters, but died in this desolate sky. If she had known this, she would have been willing to fight the gangsters, even if she had two people behind her, to fight for a glimmer of hope of survival.

"How can I blame you?"

Yi Huawei held her hand tightly and tried to comfort her. Although he himself was so nervous that his heartbeat was racing. If this really happened, going back in time wouldn't work. He didn't know if his body could withstand such a huge damage...
The plane bumped more and more violently. Yi Huawei felt the coldness from Hu Huizhong's palms, calmed his mind, and smiled to himself: "Don't worry, we are lucky, everything will be fine. ... If If you can survive, let’s have a wedding when we get back, okay?”

Hu Huizhong was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently, tears falling on their hands. She knew that this was Yi Huawei's promise to her and the dream she had been waiting for. Although life or death is uncertain at the moment, she believes that as long as she is with Yi Huawei, she will be the happiest woman no matter life or death.

The plane continued to bump, and the two clung to each other.

(End of this chapter)