"What?"

Looking at the rising highlight on the radar scanner and looking at the military watch on your wrist, the captain of the GSG9 Special Forces said with a wry smile: "It's exactly five minutes, they are more punctual than us Germans!"

The Indonesian Marines stationed at various defense points in Jakarta are going crazy. They have a few tons of aviation gasoline on their heads and carry twenty kilograms of things. They are not a passenger plane. They are just a super big missile that can fly in the sky by themselves and smash down when they see a lot of people!

What can you do when facing this giant incendiary bomb with six tons of aviation gasoline and a super tactical missile with 20 kilograms*?

The above must never shoot, because there are a hundred passengers on the plane, but their soldiers are also humans!

The special forces trained in this ghost place where birds do not lay eggs actually played a fucking role. The captain had a clue of inspiration and came up with a pretty good idea: "Blow it up, we will immediately send fighter planes to blow up the runway at the airport with machine guns. As long as you are careful not to shoot the plane, you can not hurt the hostages, so that their planes will not be able to take off."

Although this is a method to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, it finally waits to die. Even if the terrorists can still come up with some tricks to massacre hostages, everyone can still counterattack them by chance. They will fly one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, like a god-wind death squad. Not to mention how many of the 10,000 Indonesian Marines can come out alive, and not to say that Jakarta, the Indonesian capital, will become a ball. I am afraid that these special forces captains will be kicked out of the special forces because of their poor work. They also call it a "lifelong falsification" for you!

Indonesia finally even used its energy to get enough money. Four F16 fighters flew to Jakarta Airport at the same time and started yelling at the eight machine guns at the airport runway. Eight straight bullet craters were instantly shot by the machine guns on the F16 fighter.

"Damn it, you guys have a cannon?"

Li Ming roared loudly, Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine guns splashed flames wildly, but the F16 fighter obviously had already figured out the firepower point where he was. Several fighter jets rolled and climbed up quickly. With the F16's high flexibility and maneuverability, they instantly got rid of the firepower coverage of the anti-aircraft machine guns.

Twenty stinger missiles had already turned into a pile of scrap iron under the attack of the pulse electromagnetic bomb. After watching the four fighter jets rush down again and blow up four runways, they swaggered away from Li Ming's heavy machine gun and rushed back into the air. Cheng Yuanxia grabbed the phone and screamed: "What should I do if my brother? If this continues, all our runways will be blown up within two minutes."

My face was as cold as iron, and I snorted coldly: "What if it's going to be blown up? Who stipulates that the plane must fly first before it crashes? Is it a ruthless person? I ordered Longya not to carry * and forcefully take off from the blown runway immediately!"

Cheng Yuanxia opened her mouth wide and didn't reply for a long time. I shouted: "What the hell are you still standing there? I will send orders to them immediately!"

After thinking about it, my voice became colder and snorted: "If you want to play, I will play with them enough and order two planes to take off at the same time!"

Looking at the sieve-like runway, then look at the Boeing 747 that was about to take off from this kind of runway. The hostages as gentle as lambs cried. They grabbed some railings and other things, and would never let go if they were beaten, kicked and scolded. "I don't want to die. You can let me go, our country will pay the ransom for me!"

Seeing this scene in the office, I grabbed the phone and shouted loudly: "Old Jiu, are the things in your hands fucking fire sticks? Kill me! Kill me and then move the body into the plane. Whether you live or die, you will have to collect a hundred people in the plane for me!"

Cheng Yuanxia gritted her teeth and shouted: "Yes!"

"This is the last warning. If you don't follow the order, you will be shot immediately!"

The cry of the 100 hostages who were ordered to board the plane covered the most admonishing warning. The soldier who issued the warning looked at Cheng Yuanxia. This rookie-level special elite who had just graduated from the Fifth Special Forces, had never been to the battlefield, and had never killed anyone, had his hands trembling with guns. Cheng Yuanxia slapped him in the face and shouted: "You fucking shit! Remember, this is the goal we are going to accomplish on the battlefield. In other words, they are our enemies! Shoot immediately!!!"

More than a dozen M16 automatic rifles began to shoot together. As the shell jumped, a hundred hostages screamed and fell into a pool of blood. The recruit was shooting and roaring, and tears kept flowing down the corners of his eyes. Until the entire box of bullets was shot, he still tried his best to strike and kept roaring wildly.

Cheng Yuanxia slapped him in the face again: "You are fucking bad! Remember, you can bleed on the battlefield, but if you don't receive the order, even if you use a bayonet to cut your flesh, you must not let yourself shed tears, because that will affect your vision! On the cruelest battlefield, just this little negligence is enough to make you die. Do you understand?! Boy Chicken!!!"

The soldier gritted his teeth and shook the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted: "I understand!!!"

Cheng Yuanxia nodded slightly and said, "This is how human it looks. Remember, I will stare at your garbage at any time. If your garbage affects our actions, I will shoot you with my own hands! Go and carry the body with me!!!"

One hundred bodies were thrown onto the plane. Three minutes later, the third plane took off forcibly on the blown track. After passing a runway to assist, the front wheel of the passenger plane fell into the first bullet hole. With strong inertia, the whole plane suddenly turned upside down and hit the broken runway. With the sound of "squeaking la la", the fuselage suddenly slid out of fourteen or five meters on the ground.

"Report, report, two more planes took off forcibly at Jakarta Airport! But..." Speaking of this, the F16 fighter pilot's tongue suddenly knotted.

York, captain of the Delta Special Forces, yelled: "Why are you stunned? Report it immediately!"

"But they took off forcibly on the runway that we blew up!"

"Forcibly take off on the blown-up runway?" York asked blankly, "Has the takeoff been successful?"

"No, the fuel tank of the two-plus plane was broken and now it all caught fire and exploded! Now I send live photos taken to the headquarters."

More than a dozen photos were teleported to the joint command center, and York waved his hand and shouted: "Enlarge it partially immediately!"

The quality of these photos is very good, magnified by more than twenty times. Although the pixels are blurry, people in the command room can still see the hostage bodies that were already burning when they were killed in the plane.

The F16 fighter pilot screamed again: "Report, another passenger plane took off. This time it took off through the intact runway. What should I do?"

what to do?

What else can you do?

He is just a small captain of the Delta Special Forces. How could he learn from the super perverted BOOS in Jakarta who had never met? Even if he knew that the passenger plane had bad intentions and hit the Indonesian army, there were more than a hundred hostages on it!

Could it be that he dared to order the fighter jet to shoot down the passenger plane directly? If this order is really issued, he doesn't know what the ending of this war against terrorism will be, but he will be very clear about his ending.

The captain of the Delta Special Forces smashed the table and shouted: "Damn it, that group of people are all crazy people, crazy people who are not afraid of death!"

The captain of the Russian Alpha Special Forces was concerned, but he was smiling secretly in his heart and almost had a cramp in his thighs: "Don't you fucking behave like a world policeman? Didn't you show off your power just now? I felt very unambiguous. Can you deal with these kidnappers with just one move? Why are you stunned now?!"

"You can make your own judgment based on the actual situation!" Even the captain of the Delta Special Forces felt that his order was really bad enough. Asking the driver to make his own judgment can only mean that he, the commander-in-chief, has lost the ability to control the situation, and has even lost the necessary judgment.

Four F16 fighters followed the sides of Boeing 747 large passenger planes like stars arching the moon. Looking at the fighters that were relatively stationary and kept a horizontal distance from the passenger plane, Li Ming slapped his thigh and shouted: "Gao, my brother is really fucking high, he is really tall to the Himalayas. Even this can make him count his fingers and make a scheming!"

"Why are you still standing there? Open the cabin door for me!" Li Ming jumped to the seat of Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun snorkeling and shouted: "I don't believe that you can avoid my strafing this time. You can fly, right? I'll move the machine gun to the plane and fuck you can fly! Boys, I'll hand over the two left-wing fighters!!!"
Chapter completed!