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Chapter 45 Is this a dream?

Chapter 45 Is this a dream

This is a Cessna 6-seat propeller aircraft with a fastest speed of 186 nautical miles per hour and a maximum range of 946 nautical miles.

The cabin of this aircraft is not closed to facilitate the driver to occasionally act as an commentator. Its cabin door can also be opened in the air at any time to facilitate passengers to take photos in the air.

The plane is currently on its way back, and a small gap has been opened in the cabin door. The strong wind blowing in the air rolls the banknotes all over the cabin. An Feng panics and picks up the banknotes, and in a hurry, the cabin door is closed. Argyle clumsyly followed and picked up the pilot from the cabin door.

Abdula's eyes lit up when the cash was full of money and the cabin was flying. However, the cabin door was closed very quickly. He hesitated and hesitated to think that during this period, he drove the plane very steadily, making it very convenient for An Feng to pick it up. However, if you pay attention, you will find that his hands were trembling and his eyes were constantly turning.

A child is walking in a downtown city with gold, and no one dares to rob, but if he walks on a hidden street, everyone he sees will have a hint of desire to rob. Those who can overcome the evil thoughts in his heart are considered moral models. Abdula has never been a moral model. The reason why he hesitates is to measure and evaluate the consequences.

Finally, he decided.

Abdula lifted the head of the plane and the plane climbed up almost vertically. An Feng and Argyle, who were picking up money in the cabin, were immediately sucked heavily to the tail of the cabin by powerful gravity, making a collision sound, and the banknotes filled the cabin again.

But Abdula did not stop his small movements. He began to rotate the fuselage left and right, and the left wing was on the top, and the right wing was on the top. The plane was rolling in the air, making various flying tricks. Abdula heard with satisfaction that An Feng and Argyle made violent collisions behind him like stones... Of course, when doing these operations, Abdula needed to concentrate. He didn't have time to watch from the rearview mirror, so he could only judge the situation behind him based on his voice.

What made Abdula dissatisfied was that he did not hear any screams from beginning to end. It seemed that during the first collision, the two children had fainted. During the first collision, the plane climbed with all its might, and the sound of the engine was deafening. Perhaps the two children behind him screamed, but were drowned by the sound of the engine.

After three minutes of spiral flight, Abdula satisfies the plane to fly in satisfaction. He feels very distressed about the fuel consumption. He first glances at the fuel consumption meter, and there is no breath behind him. When he finds that the secondary fuel tank is full, the main fuel tank has half a tank of fuel. Then he happily raises his head and observes the cabin from the rearview mirror... This observation scares him - a big face in the rearview mirror is approaching him!

This face is Argyle's face, with no blood on his face.

Abdu pulled his hand and subconsciously prepared to pull up the nose to make the plane climb. But who would have thought that Argyle's movements were faster. He rushed to Abdula's seat almost like lightning, and stretched out his arms to hug the other party. The big man was so strong that he felt like he was being tied up by an iron hoop. The seat under his butt made a rattle, as if Argyle could pick him up with the seat in the next moment.

Argyle was tightly clamped, and Abdullah couldn't breathe, and of course he couldn't speak at this time.

The plane lost its operator and could still sail at a constant speed within two or three seconds, but it immediately started to stall. The nose of the plane tilted slightly, the sound of the propeller gradually weakened, and the left and right wings began to shake... What about the sky, we are going to die together?!

Abdula did not expect that the two children's passengers would react so much. The fear of death made him feel tense all over. At this time, he still couldn't speak. Abdula, who was blushing, opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout a few times. He wanted to call for help and he wanted to explain, but... in the two or three seconds, a small hand first reached his chest and untied his seat belt with a bang. As his body relaxed, Argyle pulled him out of the chair. Then his eyes blurred, and An Feng was "standing" in the pilot's seat.

After the plane returned to stability, Abdula breathed a sigh of relief. Argyle was relieved to hold her and Abdula was able to breathe. He immediately found that the child in the driver's seat was adjusting his seat... The child was so short that he could not reach the accelerator under his feet even in the flying seat.

However, in this way, the child could still drive the plane very steadily... God? Monster?

Abdula was desperate, and he kept saying, "Please listen to my explanation, please listen to my explanation..."

An Feng's voice on the seat was out of childishness and said coldly: "I don't want to explain, I want to solve it."

"I'm for your own good. I want you to experience the fun of aerobatics. This is an entertainment event in the flight. I'm sorry, I thought you had your seat belts tied up, so I didn't remind you in advance... You can't do this. It's illegal for children to fly a plane. You don't have a driver's license."

"You have no right to 'for my good'," An Feng still answered with a cold emphasis. Then he waved his hand and greeted him, "Tie him up and tie him tightly."

Of course, the latter sentence was not said to Abdula.

Argyle still looked stupid. He smiled and kept Abdula and walked back to the cabin. The banknotes in the cabin were still flying, but the banknotes were no longer adorable at this time. Abdula tried his best to distinguish: "You can't do this, I have no malice, I'm flying normally. Child, let me go, otherwise you will regret it after the plane lands. I want to put you in jail.

Child, the laws in Dubai are very strict. Don’t want to leave prison in your life. Wash your butt and wait to be a child. Do you know what it means? Child, let me go soon, I will tell you the truth."

No one in the cabin answered Abdula's words.

Following Argyle's footsteps, Abdula immediately understood the truth just now - four bungee jumping spring straps were tied to the two seats of the cabin. The spring straps were very thin but very strong.

"Don't leave scars," An Feng said without looking back in the driver's seat.

This is still not what Abdullah said.

Abdu pulled his eyes and turned his eyes to analyze the situation just now: It turned out that before he tampered with the plane, An Feng and Argyle had tied the "bungee belt" on their waists, and the two bungee belts on their left and right fixed them very firmly. When the plane was in a spiral state, although the two children were also flying around in the plane, the elasticity of the spring belt prevented them from being injured. When the plane stabilized, the two people immediately loosened the bungee belt on their waists and rushed towards the driver's seat...

The two of them cooperated very well, and they were just two old partners who kidnapped and robbed. Only with more than hundreds of division of labor and cooperation can they be skilled and lightweight today.

What kind of monster is this? Now even children are so skilled in robbing, can they still make people mess up?

What world is it?

Abdula didn't know that there was a term "high IQ" in this world. This was indeed the first time An Feng and Argyle joined forces. Argyle had developed sports vision and could avoid the fast punches of mature boxers as a professional sparring player. An Feng had good physical coordination and high IQ. With Argyle's main attack, he knew how to pick up the leftovers and make up for the shortcomings and cooperated. So, the two children had a mental arising but not intentional, and the adult criminal Abdula capsized the boat in the gutter.

What are the uses of four bungee jumping belts? Abdula now knows - tie people up!

Argyle used four bungee belts to tie Abdu tightly. Not only that, he also took out a longer bungee belt from his bag and pulled Abdu all kinds of bungee belts until Abdull could move his body, but he could only move slightly. He felt that the range of force could be used to move a little more... Unfortunately, he had to use a lot of effort. But he really had no strength.

Argyle's big schoolbag had only a few ropes, two wooden boards and two tubes... This child who didn't like to study. Abdula was both hated and angry. He kept explaining, but no one listened. Argyle smirked and tied him tightly, and then began to assemble the wooden boards and tubes in the schoolbag. Finally, the one that appeared in front of Abdula was a pair of strange wooden clogs. The pipe was twisted in front of the clogs, not stilts, not...

Abdula suddenly realized: "You..., you are here to hijack! You have prepared for it. This is a trap, this is a premeditated!"

Sure enough, when you put the clogs on An Feng's feet, An Feng can do it on the flight seat and use the pipe in the front of the clogs to step on the accelerator valve... The plane drove more steadily.

Abdula taught earnestly: "Children, you are the sun at eight or nine o'clock, the world belongs to you, you have a bright future, and your future has any possibility. Hijacking is a serious sin, you cannot be impulsive and let yourself go astray. Let me go quickly, we can discuss everything, I will not report you when I go back, my child, your lifelong future cannot be here. Your parents..."

Argyle was still silly and silly. An Feng continued to fly without hearing it. After a distance, he couldn't stand Abdula's nagging and asked, "Where were you originally planning to fly?"

"Dubai?" Abdula answered sincerely: "We are returning, don't you remember? We just finished the flight stunt program, and I will fly to the highest point where the plane can climb, so that you can enjoy the feeling of Asia-space. Children, do you know how to train astronauts? Do you know the feeling of weightlessness? The next project I will do is weightlessness.

I will fly to the extreme height, then turn off the engine and let the plane fall freely. You will feel completely weightless in the cabin, ignite in the air when approaching the ground, restart the engine to get speed. Children, this project is very popular and you will enjoy this trip very much."

An Feng asked calmly: "Do you think it's meaningful?"

"What does it mean?" Abdula asked confusedly. He felt that as long as the other party was willing to communicate, it means that the situation could be restored, so before An Feng answered, he immediately chased after him, "Believe me, I, Abdula, have been in this business for several years. I have received 3,400 tourists and have tens of thousands of flight hours. Although this project is dangerous, it is very exciting and I can guarantee absolute safety. After the tourists experience it, they all feel that the trip is worth it, believe me!"

An Feng repeated calmly: "Do you think it makes sense to say this?"

A voice suddenly came from the communicator: "Cessna 756, I am the tower. Have you heard it? Please answer."

An Feng snapped his fingers, and Argyle immediately used his slap that was bigger than Abdula's face and tightly covered Abdula's nostrils and mouth. Then, An Feng calmly opened the communicator and said to the communicator with a swagger: "Tower Tower, I am Cessna 756, I heard it."

Abdula magically discovered that what An Feng said in his voice was exactly the same as his own. In a trance, he felt that he was still sitting in front of the driver's seat and was answering questions from the tower.

"Cessna 756, I am the tower. There is a problem with your flight altitude. I can't see you on the radar. Please climb and return to normal altitude. Please return to normal altitude. Report your heading and report your position..."

"Okay, no problem, everything is normal here. Give me another five minutes, the customer asked for a low-altitude shooting, everything is normal here..." The voice exactly like Abdula answered, and later, An Feng turned off the communicator.

Abdula was stunned. After a while, he stopped pretending to be stupid and asked calmly: "How did you... do it?"

"Chip technology", the aircraft engine made a constant speed sound, and An Feng replied without replying: "This is a postmodern technology, and it took me a while to compile the software. How about it, it's not bad?"

"How did you find me, why is it me?" Abdula asked.

"Coincidence, purely coincidence. If you accept my money, maybe we have a different relationship, but you are greedy, so I can only do this... Can you understand this?"

"I understand..." Abdula answered well. An Feng immediately answered: "It's good if you understand, so please be quiet for a while."

"Actually I can..." Abdula added as he said, but suddenly he felt it was boring halfway through his words. He immediately changed the topic: "Where are you going? Where do you want to go? Just want to see the sunset in the desert. Do you need to hijack a plane? Do you think this is interesting? Do you want to save money? I can do it for free! Let me go, I will fly for you. You will have to reply to the tower in five minutes. I don't think you will fly to the desert in five minutes."

An Feng did not look back: "I should actually thank you. You helped me half of the work. Just now, while the plane was rolling, you turned off the phone, turned off the wireless navigation device, turned off the passive tracker... You did a good job. In addition, you chose a good route, which happened to be a radar blind spot. You can fly along this route and enter the Saudi desert directly... Now, do you still need me to continue?"

Abdula's mouth was very dry, and he swallowed hard and asked, "If, I mean, what would you do if you meet a pilot who refuses to make money and cannot buy it with money? If he does not make any dangerous moves and just insists on flying on the established route, will you also hijack him?"

"You wonder if I was ready for the hijacking before boarding - yes! Is there any other problem?"

“Where are we flying?”

An Feng smiled: "You really want to know?"

Abdula immediately shivered: "No, if you don't want to say it, then stop talking."

If An Feng just wants to watch the sunset in the desert, then this is a prank for children. There is nothing to keep in mind about the destination. But if this is a one-way flight and Abdula knows the destination, it means that he will be silenced. So, it is better not to know.

However, Abdula did not give up his final efforts. He continued to guide: "Child, many people saw you get on my plane. If something goes wrong, do you think you can get out? Child, stop making trouble, let us reconcile. I won't pursue you to hijack, you let me go."

"What do you think? After using the bumps of the plane to knock us out, how do you plan to hide all this? You just said that many people saw us boarding the plane, why are you not afraid that we will sue you for the robbery in the end? Do you want to kill us? Or do you want us to ‘crash’ in the bumps?

No, after the passenger crashes, your flight license will be revoked. I only have more than 100,000 dollars in my bag, which is less than 200,000. For this little money, you won’t let your license be revoked, so your last idea is to kill us and let us disappear completely, right?”

"No, no, no," Abdula quickly explained: "I am not that bold. I just thought: You can't prove how much money you have in your bag. I plan to take away some of the cash in your coma. Really, I'm just a thief, not a murderer."

"Then you must have a landing point to avoid people's eyes," An Feng said with a little gentleness and asked: "This kind of small plane cannot live without the pilot at any time. If you want to take cash from our pockets, you must stop the plane before you can leave the driver's seat. So, there must be a very private temporary airport nearby, right?"

Abdula turned his eyes and replied readily: "The UAE is very small, and it is a Saudi desert flying slightly to the side. There are Gobi and pure sand dunes in the Saudi desert..."

An Feng immediately followed up: "The requirements for taking off and landing of aircraft like yours are not high. If you level the Gobi Desert slightly, you can treat it as a temporary airport, right? Tell me the latitude and longitude?"

Abdula looked at the two villains again. An Feng was a normal figure and a normal child. Although Argyle was tall and strong, he was not as old as a police officer. The police and military would not use such a villain as an insider... What's going on? Abdula was about to explode his forehead. What's the purpose of such a villain, such a skillful hijacking?

Abdula had a thousand speculations in his mind, but he also found it incredible.

How did this villain learn to fly a plane? Where did he learn? He is not as tall as a stool?!

Abdula took a look at a few of the weapons that liked to use scouts, but he felt it was impossible. This made him feel that everything in front of him was unreal, as if he had a dream. Maybe he would find that everything was normal when he woke up from the dream, the sky was still blue, the desert was still yellow, he was still at the Dubai airport, and in front of his plane...

But he was tied up, very tightly.

Abdula wanted to end the dream as soon as possible. He quickly stated the location of the temporary airport and kindly reminded: "There is no one there, I swear!"

"Arab oath? Ha, I remember the Arab proverb says: Commitment to the enemy is not a promise, but a vow to the enemy can break the contract, right? So, the real situation is: there are guardians with live ammunition there."
Chapter completed!
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