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"Sit tight, passengers. We are about to make an emergency landing." The voice of the captain rang through the broadcast in the cabin.

Fu Ming had already sat on the seat, fastened his seat belt, and was ready for an emergency landing according to the preparation posture.

The fuselage of the plane was very turbulent. The moment just now caused the plane to lose its center of gravity. The nose rushed down and began to fall. The captain shook his teeth and pulled the joystick, and the plane finally returned to the flying state wobbly. At this time, the altitude has dropped A lot.

The pilots of the two F22 fighter jets in the sky were stunned, and they forgot to pursue them. It took a long time to come back to their senses, "Vulture [-], this is the Alpha crew, do you want to pursue it? Repeat, the target is about to make an emergency landing. Whether to attack and pursue."

"Alpha crew, please pay attention, observe, do not attack. Send the coordinates of the target's forced landing."

"Understood!" Two F22 fighter jets hovered over the Boeing commercial airliner, refusing to leave for a long time, but they did not carry out any attack. "Damn it, it's all right, but it didn't disintegrate directly!" The pilot of Alpha One cursed secretly.

"Alpha One, pay attention to observation. There will be ground troops sweeping up, don't worry."

The turbulence of the plane made Fu Ming feel dizzy and dizzy, and his stomach was overwhelmed, but he still tried his best to hold back his breath, his face was flushed, and he looked at Xu Cheng and Mo Bing beside him.

Xu Cheng's face looks better now, while Mo Bing's entire face is already the color of a pig's liver, "Damn it! This is too exciting!" Mo Bing shouted, his face flushed from holding back, he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit. come out.

"Hahaha, wish us good luck." Fu Ming looked out the window, and it seemed that the forced landing site was in the desert around Beirut city. The place is relatively remote, and there are almost no urban roads in sight, and there are few private houses.Fu Ming didn't even think that those rough roads could withstand the huge pressure of the plane!

"Boss, sit still!" Xu Cheng also held his breath and shouted at Fu Ming.

"Captain, the altitude is not enough, the speed is too fast, it's very difficult to land!" The co-pilot looked at the altimeter and speedometer, the warning lights in the cab kept flashing, and there was also a beeping alarm sound.

The captain was sweating profusely, and pulled the control feeling hard, "Put down the landing gear, prepare to eject the parachute, and land within 15 seconds!" The captain also regrets it now. If he was not so spineless at the time, he landed at the airport for review , Maybe these things will not happen, but once the review is carried out, all passengers on the plane will become hostages of the Lebanese Pravda, as a condition for negotiations with foreign countries, especially China, which he knows very well. "You can't let them catch you even if you die!"

"Understood." The co-pilot also nodded. At this time, it is impossible to pull up the joystick to make the plane climb again. The lateral speed is not enough, and the vertical speed is too fast. There are not many more, if you continue to climb, you may be attacked by missiles from the two f22 fighter jets overhead.Just as I was thinking about it, I felt the ground of the cabin vibrate.

"It's pretty hard!" The captain snorted coldly, "Put out the deceleration parachute, and apply the brakes to the maximum!"

The landing gear wheels of the plane landed on the road on the ground and bounced up again with green smoke. Immediately, the drogue parachute at the tail of the plane popped out, and the huge wind resistance caused the drogue parachute to open instantly, dragging the nose of the plane straight to the ground , bursts of sparks were emitted, and the huge friction sound was transmitted to the inside of the plane time and time again. Fu Ming only felt that his whole body was shaking. The shock just now bounced him off the seat. Take it, I'm afraid my head has hit the top of the plane!

Helplessly, the speed was too fast, and the brake system was not very effective on this simple road. The landing gear of the plane was pulled off by friction, and the bottom of the plane hit the ground with a bang, and sparks burst out. Even in the daytime it looks very dazzling.The bottom of the parachute also hit the ground and rolled into a ball without any effect.

"Damn it!" the captain cursed loudly, the braking system is completely unusable now, judging from this speed, the drogue parachute has expired, the current plane is completely out of control, and can only let itself slide on the simple road slow down.The harsh sound made everyone in the plane cover their ears, and the huge vibration also made them suffer.

The bottom of the plane directly rubbed against the ground, and slid forward tens of meters on the road at an extremely fast speed. Finally, the fuselage could not withstand such a large tearing force, and it broke directly from the middle. The nose part rushed out first, and rubbed again. After gliding on the ground for tens of meters, it immediately began to roll, and after seven or eight laps in the air, it fell heavily on the ground, and the entire nose was deformed!

The fuselage continued to slide forward for a certain distance, and slanted into the desert next to the road, still billowing thick smoke, and the wings were thrown to nowhere.

Fu Ming in the economy class shook his head vigorously, trying to wake up as much as possible. He was already lying sideways on the seat. If he didn't have a seat belt, he would have turned over along with the fuselage, and the glass next to him was shattered. .

After more than ten seconds, Fu Ming regained consciousness, and tried his best to unbuckle his seat belt, "Xu Cheng, Mo Bing, what's up, is there anything wrong!" Fu Ming almost lost his hearing due to the severe tinnitus, he yelled.

"Boss, I'm fine!" Xu Cheng supported his head and checked his body. It seemed that he was not injured, so he took off his seat belt.

"K! It's so fucking exciting!" Mo Bing yelled, even though his forehead was scratched by broken glass and blood was flowing, he still yelled excitedly.

Hearing that the two of them were fine, Fu Ming also felt relieved, and stood up unsteadily, "The door is on the top, let's go out quickly." He looked at the unconscious passengers around him, and shook his head, "Yes. Can't stop my fellow countrymen."

Xu Cheng trotted to the bottom of the door, twisted the safety handle, and kicked the door open. "Get out."

Mo Bing jumped, supported the door bar with both hands, pulled upwards, jumped onto the fuselage, then poked his head down and stretched out his right hand, "K!"

Fu Ming grabbed his hand, also jumped, and got out of the door.Xu Cheng behind him also got out with the help of Mo Bing, and the three of them slid off the fuselage and squatted in the desert.

Fu Ming let out a deep breath, and looked up at the two F22 fighter jets above. The fighter jets roared and flew over their heads, as if they were checking the plane that failed to make an emergency landing.Then Fu Ming looked at the nose of the plane tens of meters away. The whole nose part changed from white to black, seriously deformed, and still emitting blue smoke.The crew inside, don't even have to think about it, they can't survive.

Fu Ming frowned, stood up and bowed to the nose of the aircraft, the captain was protecting his dignity with his life.

"Hurry up. They didn't attack when they made the forced landing just now. I'm afraid there are ground troops coming. I didn't expect the American troops to intervene so quickly, and they want to unify the country before NATO arrives here!" Fu Ming spat Spit, now they don't have a weapon in their hands, not even a knife. If they are caught by the US military, then they really obeyed Coco's words. They might as well sell themselves to cia, and still make money less money.

"K, what are we here for?" Mo Bing looked around, but the f22 fighter jets in the sky didn't seem to notice them, and there was no sign of human habitation around.

"Originally, it was to restore peace to this area, but now..." Fu Ming laughed a few words. It is still very difficult to get to Beirut from here. There is not even a compass, and it is not far to go on foot. I was thirsty to death, this is a desert, and there is not even a person.Even if he arrived in Beirut, it was still under the control of Victor Abeli's truth faction. Victor was Fu Ming's old enemy. Maybe the vampire was there, waiting for him to come to his door.

"Now it's death." Xu Cheng also looked around, trying to find a vehicle, but he didn't even see a ghost.

"Let's hide for a while, I can't run away now, wait for the ground troops to come, and see if we can get some guys and vehicles according to their situation. If there are few people, we will kill them. If there are many people..." Fu Ming shrugged "If there are too many people, let them catch them. It would be easier for the mercenaries of the Truth faction. It would be a disaster if they met the American troops." Fu Ming prayed in his heart, the vampire must never know his identity If the vampire knows the whereabouts, it means that the cia also knows.Fu Ming couldn't imagine the end.

However, how could the vampire not know!At this moment, the vampire, Alexander Wellington, was sitting in the lobby of a hotel in downtown Beirut, talking on the phone.

"Victor, send your people there, there must be K on that plane!" the vampire whispered into the microphone, the flight from China to Beirut, Lebanon is already the last one, and the Chinese government has announced , suspending all public transport with Lebanon.A few days ago, the vampire sent Fu Zhongtian away. He knew that once Fu Ming got information about him, he would definitely come here as soon as possible.

"Mr. Vampire, I will make this lifeless guy pay the price!" Victor sneered and hung up the phone.

The vampire closed his eyes as if he was thinking about something. After a while, the phone rang again.The vampire looked at the number and picked up the phone.

"Vampire, what are you thinking! The people from cia have already rushed over and will be here soon, why did you inform Victor Abeli! You must know that K is not a simple character, Victor's group of trash It is very likely to send gifts to them who have no weapons!" The person on the phone cursed angrily.

"I've been in cia for nine years, and you still don't trust me!" The vampire opened his eyes and frowned. He rubbed his head, and the thing inside his head was aching again.

"It's not that cia doesn't trust you. It's that the things you have done in recent years are no longer worthy of cia's trust! Huh, vampire, Alexander S Wellington, I know what you have done, I hope you will not take things Make a move!" The person on the phone hung up with a bang.

The vampire sighed, and then an incomprehensible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "K..."