"Miss Elsa, please remind passengers to wear seat belts. Next is the time for a 'roller coaster'."

Elsa, who was also in the cockpit, also understood the situation at this moment. Her pale face only came back to her senses after listening to Xiaofeng's words, "...But, Lieutenant, aren't those fighter jets from the national military? Why should they attack us?"

"Because these terrorists want to hit the White House with airliners, and we are about to reach the sky above Washington."

Using a plane to hit the White House? Although Elsa had a premonition before that these terrorists did not want them to go home alive, they still showed incredible surprise after hearing what they were going to do.

"They're crazy!"

It is no wonder that the military issued an attack order for an aircraft that is about to crash into the White House. You must know that Washington is not only the capital of the United States, but now it is also the capital of the Atlantic Federation after the establishment of the Federation. Once the White House is bombed, the political impact will be immeasurable.

"But, since the terrorists have been subdued now, why do they still fire missiles at us?"

"Maybe it was because of the signal. They didn't know that the terrorists on the passenger plane had been controlled..." Xiaofeng explained, but she had a bad premonition in her heart, hoping that it was really just the reason for the signal.

The passenger plane she was ridden by terrorists, but was lucky enough to escape the disaster and then attacked by the military. When she encountered such a situation for the first time, Elsa bit her lips tightly, and her panic in her heart was difficult to calm down. At this time, the only thing she could trust was this little girl who seemed not adult yet, hoping that she could bring miracles.

"I will let the plane avoid being hit by missiles and continue to contact the Washington military. Miss Elsa, I will hand over the passengers in the cabin to you, hoping to calm them down. If the eight hundred passengers get out of control in panic, no one can foresee what the consequences will be."

Elsa knew that the girl was telling the truth, because the altitude of the plane had dropped sharply before, and the oxygen hood in the seats in the cabin had been automatically released. Of course, she could not let the passengers know that the plane was being attacked by missiles, otherwise humans would likely do irrational behavior in extreme fear, which may be more dangerous than being hijacked by terrorists.

When life can only be saved by a "miracle", this is a situation that is hopeless, but Elsa unexpectedly discovered that her heart was surprisingly calming down while standing next to the little girl.

"I understand, Lieutenant Yeyue, I will try my best to calm the passengers. I will leave the rest to you. I hope you can take everyone to land safely on the ground."

After saying that, Elsa did not hesitate, returned to the back of the cabin and started a difficult comfort work with other flight attendants. Xiaofeng took a breath. This mission was probably the most dangerous time since she joined Mandinez. She was able to fly the yr-99 and crashed the Ledgeru team's GAF-01, but it did not mean that she could fly an unarmed civilian airliner and a formation of American fighter jets.

"I hope I can hold on for more time..."

The electromagnetic waves captured the missile that was approaching rapidly behind the plane. Xiaofeng's lv5 was comparable to a supercomputer's brain trying to calculate the trajectory of the missile. She reached out and turned off the plane's yaw damper (yaw-dampe)

), this is the equipment installed by the aircraft to prevent yaw and roll, but at this time, Xiaofeng must be fully manual and there is no interference, even if the interference comes from the aircraft's own safety device.

As Xiaofeng said, the plane at this time was more like a roller coaster, and the extreme deflection even pushed the fuselage over ninety degrees. You should know that civil aviation planes are not fighters. Even with seat belts, passengers were still thrown into a ball by the plane's rolling. The screams were much more exciting than Disneyland.

The missile once again wiped the fuselage, and the passenger plane avoided the second wave under the tracking of the fighter, but it was only the second wave.

In the temporary combat command, Brigadier General Duran crushed a pen in his hand, and the ink dripped through his fingers and blackened the combat plan on the table. However, he was still ignorant. In fact, this was the first time he had been so angry in nearly thirty years of joining the army.

"This is murder! Damn it, are you bastards kicked in the brain by donkeys?"

On the other side of the projection screen in the conference room were soldiers wearing Atlantic Federation uniforms. Their platinum hair was draped between their foreheads, and they could not block the engravings of time. On his shoulders was the rank of major general who was one step higher than Brigadier General Duran.

He was scolded by a soldier with a lower rank than him, but the man's face was still calm, or he should be said to be neither humble nor arrogant.

"I can't issue a ceasefire order, I hope you understand, Brigadier General."

"Understand? General Sarand, that was the lives of nearly a thousand innocent people, and you all should go to the military court!"

"Even so," Sarande's eyes stared at Duran thousands of kilometers away through the satellite signal, "we have no evidence to prove that the terrorists on the plane were subdued at this time, and the only intelligence we could get was a call from a girl who called herself Lieutenant Mardinez, you know, Brigadier General, that doesn't mean anything."

"What's more, even if the person who is speaking is really a lieutenant of the UN peacekeeping force, we can't rule out that she gave false information when she was hijacked by terrorists. You must understand that it is now less than 200 kilometers away from Washington."

"But even so, you can't abandon those innocent people. That's nearly a thousand people!" Brigadier General Duran tried hard to prevent his voice from being too hoarse, but this was obviously not very successful. The other party said it well. Although he was willing to believe that the girl did subdue the terrorists on the plane, it was natural to be suspected on the contrary. After all, taking back a plane by one person is indeed a plot that only appears in a movie that is more like a personal heroism.

"Of course, we don't want to see the sacrifice of innocent people, and we cannot rule out that the aircraft is indeed no longer under the control of terrorists - although I personally think that such a possibility is slim. So as long as the passenger plane changes its channel and leaves the U.S. territory, I will issue an order to stop the attack. In addition, this call will be recorded and submitted in official documents in accordance with the relevant provisions of the Atlantic Federal Military Law Conference. I do not think there is any error in my decision, Brigadier General Duran."

In five minutes, if the plane does not change its course within five minutes, the Air Force will continue to launch an attack. This is the ultimatum issued by the Air Force.

However, it is obviously impossible to leave the US field. Xiaofeng looked up at the fuel meter. Although the passenger planes would have spare fuel when flying, it was not enough to support the aircraft to leave the United States. Xiaofeng immediately thought of Mardinetz's second fleet stationed in the Atlantic Ocean, but it is obviously unrealistic to land passenger planes with an aircraft carrier runway.

This is almost a desperate situation.

"Mr. Olibi Airy, you are such a perfect director."

The banquet was over, but the participants did not leave. They were enjoying a play directed by the host, and the protagonist of the play was a shaky passenger plane.

"I think when the poor salesmen of our insurance company will be busy after they leave early this morning."

"Of course, but they will have a good return. I propose to pay 20% of the salary to the salesperson from this month."

After a large amount of war insurance was sold, there was a 100 billion meal in London. Under such circumstances, the total salary of tens of thousands of employees was only tens of millions, which was nothing. Everyone present just smiled happily.

"You are such a kind boss, sir. But we didn't expect that you have such a 'good friend' in the military."

"You mean Commander Sarand? Oh, that's really, that guy is an old stubborn guy, but you know we always have some ways, after all, there are always few people who are willing to go against money."

"What you say is always convincing, sir, let's wait for the brilliant fireworks. The civil aviation passenger plane that was hit by the government's army - people's distrust of the government is the driving force for our war insurance to be sold in large quantities."

Five minutes passed quickly, and with the attention of many people, the Tour 990 did not change its course in the end.

"Time is up." Lieutenant Clark listened to the attack order issued in the communication and turned on the missile's safety device. In fact, he admired the pilot of the passenger plane in front. The passenger plane not only did not have an early warning system, but also had low maneuverability. Common sense, it was simply a fixed target for practice, but the other party was able to drive the passenger plane to avoid two rounds of missile air strikes, which was enough to be described as an incredible miracle.

Clark did not expect that one day he would attack the passenger plane. If he could, he would not be willing to accept such a task. The duty of the soldier was to protect rather than kill. But he knew better that if he did not fall to the other party, it might cause more casualties to innocent people.

The weapon system was locked, and at the same time Clark pressed the missile launch twist.

The air-to-air missile rushed towards the target, and the passenger plane avoided the rolling in Clark's sight, but...

"It's useless." Clark said softly, and a loud bang came from the air after a moment.

Thick smoke came out of the belly of the passenger plane and began to lower the height. The light wind did not expect that the opponent's attacking mere passenger plane actually used a precise guided missile.

The attack worked, but Lieutenant Clark was not too excited. The entire aircraft formation used three-wheeled missiles to hit a passenger plane. This was not a brilliant record. Just as he wanted to launch the missile again and complete the crash, the aircraft's early warning system came with a warning.

Locked? Clark was stunned and no enemy planes were found on the radar.

"This is the Patrol 990, Lieutenant Yeyuefeng to whom Mandinez belongs to. Here is a warning, because the air force of the Atlantic Federation attacks passenger planes carrying a large number of civilians, you are now warning your troops and stop attacking immediately. If the warning is invalid, according to relevant international law, the United Nations peacekeeping force, Madinez, will have the right to conduct a military strike in the name of a humanitarian crisis!"

Of course, it is a joke to use the military strikes against fighter jets by passenger planes, but the Air Force team members found that their planes were indeed locked by the opponent's weapon system.

No one noticed that behind this air force squad, a stealth plane was clenched tightly. It was Xiaofeng's landline YR-99. There was no one in the airplane's pilot seat, only a small pink ball.
Chapter completed!