"Pa" The big man's right foot stepped on the young man's face, and the bridge of his nose couldn't bear the heavy blow and collapsed.
The sound of cracking bones and the young man's screams were intertwined, making people feel terrified.
But the big man didn't care about the young man's feelings, and landed on the young man one after another.
Until finally, the young man's shouts became weaker and weaker, and the big man stopped.
The big man raised the corner of his mouth, showing contemptuous ridicule, and said to everyone: "Haha, Americans, this is the fate of Americans."
Everyone did not dare to look at him and lowered their heads, fearing that they would be noticed by the terrorists and end up with the same fate as the young man.
Three hijackers stayed in the cabin to guard the hostages, while the other two terrorists rushed straight towards the cockpit.
One of them, a thick-bodied terrorist wearing a black short shirt and sunglasses, kicked the door with all his strength.
Said: "Let us in quickly.
We are members of Islamic Atul.
The plane has been hijacked by us.
If you do not obey the order, we will blow up the plane immediately."
A co-pilot slowly opened the hatch and gasped when facing Madhussein, the leader of the motivators.
Shahid, whose face was covered with scars, had a fierce look in his eyes, and ordered in a low voice: "Fly back to the United States and land the plane in New York, quickly.
Get me back to the U.S. government.
If the ten detained armed members of the base and the Prepare ten million dollars and I will blow up the whole plane right away.”
Inside the cabin.
Seeing that the always arrogant Americans looked like bears in front of him, the big man looked very happy.
He rolled up his sleeves, put one foot on the seat, and said loudly: "Your blood is shed because of the United States, because of them."
I don’t care.
Our great general will fight you to the end.”
The big man grabbed a passenger's hair and asked.
"right" the passenger said with a heavy nod.
Liu Bo looked the middle-aged man up and down and said in a low voice: "Brother Dong, these people seem to be members of Al Qaeda."
"Well" he rubbed his chin and thought carefully for a while; "Old Sen, how did you know?"
"Brother Dong, look at the tattoo on his hand."
Liu Bo nuzzled at the big man named Slok.
The big man had a small tattoo on his body.
Fortunately, Liu Bo had sharp eyes, otherwise no one would pay attention to such a small thing.
After hearing Liu Bo's words, everyone naturally looked at the big man's arm.
"A Eagle" Ren Changfeng asked: "Then how do you know they are from the base."
Xie Wendong's face straightened up and he corrected softly, "It's not an eagle, it's a vulture."
Liu Bo nodded, "Brother Dong, you're right, it's a vulture."
"Then what does this have to do with Al Qaeda?"
Ren Changfeng still couldn't understand.
"Changfeng, don't be impatient, let me speak slowly.
Liu Bo took a breath and whispered: "Al-Qaeda is one of the largest terrorist organizations in the world.
Its personnel are widely distributed.
It has five branches, one of which is called Attu.
It is said that its logo is Vulture."
"It's really hard to understand how someone would treat such a disgusting thing as a treasure."
Ren Changfeng shook his head and looked sideways at these "al Qaeda members."
You don't understand this, there are all kinds of strange things in this world.
Take China for example.
The totem of the ancient Yellow Emperor tribe is the snake.
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This kind of thing is difficult for us to explain clearly.
Liu Bo added.
"Oh, no wonder these people hate Americans so much, that's why."
Ren Changfeng said.
Bin Laden, the leader of the base, was born in the CIA and later left the CIA.
This was mainly due to the turbulent political environment in the Middle East in the 1990s that had an impact on him.
Two Middle East wars, the United States’ partiality for Israel, and the penetration of Western ideas into Islamic countries All this aroused a strong response in Bin Laden's heart.
He firmly believes that only by returning to Islamic teachings and establishing an Islamic state that unites politics and religion can the entire Muslim world be saved.
A new doctrine derived from hegemonism was terrorism.
In 1998, the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan and the moment came that changed bin Laden's life.
He immediately left for Pakistan to aid the Afghan Muslim brothers and began the work of sending thousands of Muslim volunteers into Afghanistan.
During this period, he received support from many Arab countries, and soon bin Laden established direct contact with Abdullah Yusuf Azzam.
Azzam was the enlightenment thinker of the international Islamic terrorist movement.
He advocated waging jihad against the West, overthrowing all non-Islamic governments and ultimately realizing the rule of Allah across the globe.
Under his guidance, bin Laden joined the international Islamic terrorist network and founded "Al Qaeda" in 2001.
Relying on his family's rich assets, Bin Laden made good friends with some Arab countries and established power in these countries.
However, the relationship between the United States and these Arab countries is very poor, because the United States only wants their oil, but they are not fools.
If you exchange advanced military technology, the United States will of course feel very comfortable.
It restricts its import and export trade.
As soon as it comes and goes, the relationship will be closed.
I'm going too far, haha.
In order to settle the accounts of old and new grudges, the U.S. government was extremely dissatisfied with Bin Laden and even went so far as to launch a war.
Of course, there are many other factors, and members of Al Qaeda also hate the United States with all their teeth, and they also direct their hatred towards the Americans.
The behavior of the big man named Slok just now confirmed this point.
Although Liu Bo and Ren Changfeng's voices were very low, Slok still heard a little bit.
It was a miracle that the cruel, vicious, and ignorant Slok could speak English, but if they wanted them to understand Chinese, it could be said that it was up to them.
Dead.
"Damn it, what did you take my words for?
Didn't I tell you to shut up?"
Ying The big man took a quick step and rushed to Xie Wendong and other brothers.
"What are you talking about?"
The big man named Slok put the gun against Liu Bo's temple.
Liu Bo is not an impulsive person, and he is not as arrogant as Ren Changfeng, but as the saying goes: "The Clay Bodhisattva still has a third of clay."
If someone points a gun at you like this, everyone will get angry.
Liu Bo is no exception.
He raised the corner of his mouth in a scornful sneer.
Before the other party could recover, Liu Bo snatched the gun from him with one hand at an extremely fast speed and put the gun against Slok's forehead.
Slok swallowed secretly and looked at Liu Bo.
He really didn't know where this person came from.
Seeing the unexpected situation, several terrorists immediately picked up their guns and surrounded them.
At this time, the five elements and other brothers stood up.
Ren Changfeng had no weapons in his hands, but he did not pay attention to these people.
He held his head high and did not look at them at all, as if everyone else was in debt.
It's like taking his money.
"Let him go, Ying," a big man threatened, taking out a homemade zha bomb.
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Before the big man could finish speaking, he felt a slight chill on his neck.
When he looked down, he saw a small blade on his neck, and the person holding the strange weapon was a young man. youth.
The young man grinned and turned a blind eye to the guns in their hands.
Another young man stood up here.
The young man's appearance was very ordinary, but the aura on his body was so special that people could not ignore the existence of such a person.
The portholes were all closed and only illuminated by a few bulkhead lights.
The dim light shines through the turbid air, reflecting on the lost and exhausted passengers, but the big man cannot see the fear of ordinary passengers in his eyes.
It is really like being watched by a pack of wolves in the dark night. , a hair-raising feeling.
The big man was looking at the young man, and the young man looked at the big man up and down.
Then, the young man slowly took away the sword from the big man's neck.
The big man was completely confused by the young man's move.
What is this?
"Papa" the young man suddenly raised his hand, fired his bow left and right at the big man, and slapped him twice in the face.
The big man stared and didn't react for a while.
"This is how you treat your old friends," the young man said quietly.
At this time, the big man who was beaten realized what he was doing, and for a moment his anger burned from his chest to his forehead.
Ever since he joined Atu, he has always hit others, and no one has ever dared to hit him.
Bin Laden attaches great importance to the quality of his members.
His men are all extraordinary, cruel and evil, and even deny their relatives.
"Ah..."
The big man raised his big fist and hit the young man on the head.
The big man was very confident.
The power of this punch was strong enough and the speed was fast enough.
Even a moderately skilled opponent could not escape from this punch.
But before his fist reached the opponent, he was suppressed by a hand.
The one who struck was a young man.
The young man had an unchanging smile on his face, but it looked quite strange to the big man.
"Friend, who are you?
The following conversations are all in English, so I won't omit them here."
A middle-aged man stood up from among the passengers.
Unexpectedly, there was another one here.
When he spoke, he had already attracted everyone's attention to him.
When the terrorists saw the middle-aged man, they almost immediately saluted him with a standard military salute.
The young man looked at the middle-aged man, let go of the big man's hand, and then said: "Your friend, or the general's friend, I wonder if you have heard of the Red Army."
"The Red Army of Japan," the middle-aged man was shocked and asked quickly.
"What is your relationship with the Red Army?"
Xie Wendong didn't speak, but glanced at the captain who was watching them talk.
How smart middle-aged people are, they can tell at a glance.
He said tentatively: "Even if you are the Red Army, we will not give up this operation."
"I believe that if you know who I am, you will consider this action."
The young man answered confidently.
Al Qaeda "Al Qaeda" is based in Afghanistan and has established a terrorist organization around the world.
They use high-tech means to communicate, such as fax, satellite phone and the Internet, and have close ties with most terrorists in the world, and of course the Red Army is no exception.
"Didn't you gradually disappear under the severe crackdown of the Japanese Metropolitan Police?
It is said that most of the leading members of the organization fled to the Middle East and lived in seclusion in the Bekaa Valley of Lebanon.
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Even your leader "Queen" Shigenobu's house has been destroyed Have you been arrested?
Why are you still from the Red Army?"
the middle-aged man asked doubtfully.
I know a lot, the young man thought to himself.
The young man deliberately lowered his voice: "Let's find a convenient place to talk."
The middle-aged man shook his head, "Why should I trust you?"
The young man clapped his hands and said, "That's all."
In a moment, seven or eight more men stood up.
Although these big men didn't hold weapons, they didn't look like bad guys.
If there was a fight, it would be no problem for your side to win.
The key is if during the fight, a bullet penetrates the plane and the plane crashes.
By that time, not to mention completing the tasks assigned to them by the organization, it will be a problem whether they can even live in a safe place.
The middle-aged man was no fool.
He nodded helplessly and walked to the bathroom on the plane.
But the big man named Slok didn't move, he still pointed the gun at them nervously.
The young man smiled, lifted his legs and left.
"Brother Dong, be careful," Liu Bo said.
"Yes."
Xie Wendong came back and walked a few steps.
Xie Wendong turned his head again, looked around everyone, and whispered: "As soon as the plane lands, kill everyone."
After hearing this, everyone felt a little bit in their hearts.
Is this too much?
It was so cruel.
Including the crew, there were at least fifty or sixty innocent people on the plane.
It would be impossible to kill them just like this.
But when I think about it, there is no other way.
On the plane, the passengers have already decided that their side is related to Al Qaeda.
If the matter is not handled well and leaves no trace, then our good days will come to an end and we will have nothing to do with Al Qaeda.
If you have a relationship, you can't get rid of it.
To say that they were unlucky, we can only say that they got on the wrong bus and took the wrong road.
This is because everyone has their own destiny.
"We are not good people, just a group of bad guys."
The group of people comforted themselves in unison.
The bathroom is quite big, clean and tidy, without the smell of a toilet.
"It seems that the professional quality of these flight attendants is quite high."
Xie Wendong nodded.
The middle-aged man asked someone to find two stools.
The two of them went directly to the topic without too much greeting.
"Who are you?"
the middle-aged man asked.
"The Red Army is nameless."
Xie Wendong returned.
Although Xie Wendong has a fairly good relationship with the Red Army, he basically knows nothing about its structure and personnel.
Firstly, this is because the other party has a strong defensive mentality.
Strangers can easily arouse their vigilance and bring unnecessary consequences.
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Another important reason for the trouble is that Xie Wendong doesn't want to get too close to the Red Army.
The nature of underworld and terrorists are completely different.
In the Red Army, he had a very good relationship with a nameless person.
Casually, this time, he used his name.
"Nameless, I have never heard of it.
I am very familiar with the Red Army.
There is no such person, so you cannot be from the Red Army at all."
The middle-aged man said, with a fierce light in his eyes.
"Haha, your judgment is so poor.
My identity will not change.
Even if you don't believe me, there is nothing you can do.
Of course, with your qualifications, it is difficult to see me."
Xie Wendong knew at a glance that the other party was deceiving him.
Just from the fact that he was personally involved in the danger, he could tell that the other party's status was not very high, and the chance of meeting the senior officials of the Red Army was very small.
These were easy to think of, because There is that big brother who would personally do something as dangerous as hijacking a plane.
Xie Wendong was right.
The middle-aged man who should have been angry laughed loudly, "I believe that you are our friend, and I will do my best to ensure the safety of you and your men, but our mission cannot be ignored."
If this ends, we must replace our Muslim brothers, even if it costs our lives.”
The middle-aged man didn't know whether the other party was a member of the Red Army, but for safety reasons, he was still very polite to the young man.
In any case, getting angry with the other party would probably delay the action plan.
Instead of doing this, it was better to pretend I believe it is more appropriate.
Both of them have their own secrets, and no one dares to break up now, after all, it is a thankless task.
Xie Wendong shrugged helplessly, but he was secretly thinking in his heart, you want to die, but I don't.
He made up his mind to escape as soon as possible.
Kill them immediately, leaving no one behind. " "Can I ask what your purpose is for doing this?"
Xie Wendong asked.
The middle-aged man explained the reason to Xie Wendong.
After that, he asked: "Friend, do you think there is a better way?"
The middle-aged man asked the same question, and he didn't really intend to ask Xie Wendong for any ideas. , who knows, Xie Wendong returned seriously: "There is indeed a problem
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