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"The military people have gone crazy. These guys want to blow up the plane and kill you and all the passengers on the plane!"

After receiving this message, Zhang Ming sat on a chair and thought for nearly five minutes, and then he replied to Tony.

"Who knows about this?"

"They thought they were doing it secretly, but senior SHIELD agents, senior military officials and the Avengers all knew the news."

"Even so, they still plan to continue taking action?" Zhang Ming found it a bit incredible.

"That's why I say they're crazy."

Zhang Ming sat up and sent his last message, "This may be a good thing. Don't worry, I won't let them hurt anyone."

This was a plan he designed for the purpose of "going home". Zhang Ming did not want to cause real casualties because of himself.

Putting down his cell phone and putting on a traditional Japanese demon mask with a pleasant woody scent, he opened the curtain and returned to the passenger compartment.

Zhang Ming banged on the luggage rack.

Passengers who were originally drowsy due to the long flight woke up one after another when they heard the sound. They lowered their heads and occasionally took the courage to glance at it secretly.

"There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad."

After confirming that most people were awake, Zhang Ming said:

"The good news is that the US military has sent six fighter jets and they are on their way over. They carry a large number of missiles. If they hit accurately, they can indeed kill me more than a dozen times."

Some innocent people smiled, but more people heard the hidden problems in this sentence.

Zhang Ming nodded to several frowning passengers.

"You are right. The bad news I want to say is: the missile will directly hit this plane, and your names will all appear on the sacrifice list."

The passengers immediately fell into a commotion. Most of the passengers on the plane were Japanese. They asked loudly in their native dialect, and some were sobbing quietly.

One of the passengers took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his family. The Ridiculous Lock flew over and snatched the phone away.

"Sorry, you are not allowed to communicate with the outside world for the time being."

At this moment, an American male passenger stood up and said angrily: "I don't believe your nonsense! It is impossible for my country to give up the lives of its citizens!"

Zhang Ming waved his hand, "I'm not saying this to ask you to express your opinion. Your pessimism and doubts are meaningless to me. I just think... it's interesting to see your expressions."

The passengers were completely desperate. They couldn't help but hold the hands of those around them, eager to get some comfort from them. Many people shed tears silently.

"But you won't die."

Zhang Ming sat down on a chair and said, "I still need to take this plane to New York, so before arrival, I allow you to hide in my shadow."

The passengers were stunned. A female passenger sitting behind Zhang Ming asked with a trembling voice: "You...you want to protect us?"

"I have hijacked this plane now, and it is my private property."

Zhang Ming closed his eyes again, "You are just useless fleas parasitic on my private property. I don't care about you, but I can't allow my things to be blown up."

Being compared to a flea by others and being rescued, the passengers didn't know whether to be grateful or angry. The only thing they could do was wait.

The discussion in the cabin gradually fell silent.

Skeptics, who firmly believe in their country, are waiting to expose Zhang Ming’s lies;

The pessimist is waiting for Zhang Ming to fail and then die;

And most ordinary people are waiting for the final outcome.

Until a certain moment, Deidara opened his eyes.

"They're coming."

In the sky, with this flight as the center, hundreds of clay birds patrolled in an orderly manner within a range of one hundred kilometers.

In addition to a pair of wings, these clay birds also have small jet devices at their tails that can detonate miniature clay bombs inside. The energy brought by the explosion can help them fly quickly in a short period of time.

These birds are Zhang Ming's eyes and escorts.

"Northeast, fifty kilometers away, six in number."

The flight speed of a fighter jet is measured in "Mach", and the average speed is around Mach 1.5~2, which works out to more than 500 meters per second.

The distance of fifty kilometers was almost negligible at this speed. At the same time that Zhang Ming saw the fighter group, the military's elite pilots also noticed their target.

"Here is Team Alpha. We have arrived at the target location, but we have only seen one civilian aircraft. We have not seen terrorist Z yet. Please give us instructions on what to do next."

The pilots dispatched this time were all ace pilots of the US military. The pilot adjusted the parameters to ensure that the missile was always ready to launch. After reporting the situation, he waited for instructions from his superiors.

A few seconds later, a voice came out from the communicator: "Shoot down that civil aircraft."

The ace pilot put his thumb on the fire button, and his inner conscience made him make a final inquiry before launch: "Are there any ordinary people on that plane?"

His words appeared on the team communication channel and could be heard by all pilots, who were all waiting for a reply from headquarters.

However, the person in charge of the headquarters had no desire to explain and reiterated the order: "Shoot down that civil aircraft."

Through the windows of the fighter jets, several pilots looked at each other. With so many years of flying experience, they had flown countless missions and faced countless dangers...

But they never took action against ordinary people.

"Alpha Team received it." A team member suddenly replied.

A fighter jet flying on the far right launched two missiles under the watchful eyes of his teammates!

The AIM-9X symbol is painted on the two long and narrow missiles. At the very front of the missile, there is a transparent cover with a camera-like device inside, which can help it automatically locate the target and keep tracking.

This is the fourth-generation Sidewinder air-to-air missile most commonly used by the U.S. military!

Two Sidewinders are enough to blow up a commercial aircraft. No one can survive the high temperature and impact.

A kind-hearted pilot lowered his head, unable to bear to see this scene. A few seconds later, an explosion occurred, and hot air blew over, causing slight jitters in the control of the fighter jet.

"finished?"

The pilot was waiting for the result. Suddenly, the companion who launched the missile shouted: "The target was not hit! Repeat again, the target was not hit!"

No hits?

The Sidewinder missile is infrared-guided, has a fast propulsion speed, and has strong anti-jamming capabilities. How could it miss the target?

The pilots waited for the smoke from the explosion to dissipate and found that the civil aviation plane was flying "slowly" along the established route as before.

what happened?

"It seems... there is a bird?" said a pilot with the best view.

The flight footage was simultaneously transmitted back to the military headquarters. They analyzed it frame by frame and finally found the cause of the missile detonation:

A snow-white bird flew over from nowhere, hit the missile with its head, and detonated the missile.

"Are you kidding me? Do you think this is World War II!"

The military leader at the headquarters slammed the table angrily, "This is high-tech worth nearly 800,000 US dollars! Are you telling me that this thing detonated before it hit the target and hit a bird?"

The logistics soldiers at the headquarters did not dare to speak, and the military leaders were breathing heavily.

"Sir..." the logistics soldier stared at the computer screen.

"explain!"

"I looked carefully again, and it wasn't the missile that hit the bird." The logistics soldier raised his head, his expression looking particularly pale under the light of the explosion on the screen.

"It was the bird that hit the missile on its own initiative, and then the bird exploded on its own, and the high temperature generated caused the missile to detonate."

"You said a bird would explode! Why didn't you say my ace warrior was surrounded by a flock of birds! Soldier, you should read less fairy tales-"

The hurried reply in the communicator interrupted the military leader's words.

"Alpha Team, please help! We're surrounded!"

The military leader was stunned, "By what?"

"It seems like...a flock of birds."

The picture synchronized back to the headquarters. The military leader looked at the screen and forgot to speak for a moment.

Six ace pilots have experienced hundreds of battles, but they are surrounded by a flock of birds for the first time in their lives.

The logistics soldier at the headquarters finally reacted and shouted into the communicator: "Quick! Shoot! That's not a bird at all, that's a bomb!"

The formation of the fighter group changed rapidly. They scattered and flew in different directions. Hundreds of strange birds also dispersed and followed closely behind the aircraft.

With the help of the formation, the six fighter jets supported each other. The automatic firing cannons spurted out flames, and the 30mm caliber shells shot out, hitting the target accurately.

A series of explosions appeared in the sky, and Deidara's clay birds were detonated one after another.

"Yes!" The pilots clenched their fists, and the soldiers at the headquarters also cheered.

"Ah--"

Deidara, who was controlling all this, smiled and quickly formed seals with his hands.

The white clay birds stopped chasing blindly. They collided together, and one swallowed the other. The bird's belly suddenly became huge, and blue flames shot out from the back of its butt!

Originally, there was a big gap between the speed of clay birds and fighter jets, but by sacrificing half of their number, the speed of the remaining birds suddenly soared, and there were roars in the sky that broke the speed of sound!

The birds closed in on the fighter jets until they entered the range of the explosion——

boom!

The first plane had its wings blown off, then the second, then the third...

The pilots had to use the emergency escape device to eject from the cockpit, but before their parachutes could open, they were tied up by a dark rope.

With the last fighter plane left, he gave up the action and turned around.

Before they had flown very far, there was a vibration overhead. The pilot raised his head and saw a fist hitting the top canopy heavily.

Boom!

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the plexiglass.

Boom!

With another punch, the cockpit cover was completely shattered. Zhang Ming tore off the seat belt, grabbed the pilot's collar and jumped out of the fighter jet. The multi-million dollar fighter jet lost control and fell into the endless sea of ​​clouds.

Back on the civil aviation plane, Zhang Ming threw the six captured pilots in and closed the door.

The strong wind in the cabin disappeared, and no one screamed this time. All the passengers stood up and looked at the six pilots in military uniforms in silence.

"Pooh!"

The passenger at the front spat and fell on the pilot.

This scene was completely recorded by Miyamoto on his mobile phone.