Diversity Domination: Starting from the Resident Evil Lottery

"The plane is starting, please fasten your seatbelts. "

The flight attendant on the plane glanced at the indifferent robber duo sitting there, and whispered a reminder to the passengers around her.

As the plane began to speed forward, the violent shaking of the fuselage sent the other passengers into a panic.

"Ah, how did the plane start?".

"No, I'm going back, I don't want to die. "

"Seat belts, where are the seat belts?

If there is a hijacking on the ground, the probability of being rescued is

still eight or nine out of ten, but once the plane is in the air, the probability of being rescued plummets to less than 10%.

The flight attendants on the ground were still anxiously waiting for the support of the local police officers, but the police were slow to arrive, and they could only watch the hijacked passenger plane slowly rise from the runway.

"Damn, I don't have internet. "

"Me didn't either, maybe the terrorists locked it up. "

"So what are we going to do?".

"I can only resign myself to fate, hoping that these two robbers are just asking for money, not asking for life. "

The two passengers who approached the dining car, after turning on the mute of their mobile phones, were still contacting the outside world without giving up, trying to send a message for help to the outside world.

But no matter how hard they try, there is no signal, and they are destined to fail to send the message.

An old man in a white suit looked in horror at the male passenger sitting next to him with his eyes closed, and his butt moved vigorously in the direction of the aisle.

Ever since the passenger sat next to him, he had been muttering the numbers incessantly.

Initially, he thought the passenger might be sick and asked with concern if he needed a doctor.

However, the fierce look in the other party's eyes made him wisely shut his mouth and did not dare to ask any more questions.

The signs on this passenger made him have to doubt the identity of the other party, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt no.

made him think of the bandits in the film and television who silently read the countdown to the explosion after planting the time bomb.

He wailed inwardly.

Oh God!

Is this plane made of gold?

Otherwise, why would there be so many organized terrorists in a small plane? It's like an agreement made in advance, it's really terrible!

......

In the cockpit.

"Hey, do you know those two men out there?" asked Sylvie, who was temporarily acting as the co-pilot, suddenly turning his head.

"I don't know, what's wrong?" asked Colonel Gero of the Noodle Country.

"They're not like you, the two of them are terrorists, and while you're away, they're holding the whole plane hostage. Sylvie said.

"Impossible. Aren't the people who are flying on this passenger plane just ordinary people? Without rich businessmen and dignitaries, who would bother to hijack a civilian plane?" Gero expressed doubts.

"What I said is true. Sylvie said in a firm tone, "If you don't believe me, you can go out and ask the others, all the passengers outside have been held hostage by them."

If you have a gun in your hand, you will definitely be able to subdue those two bandits!

Don't you want to prove to all the passengers that you're not a madman, not a terrorist they fear, but a real soldier?" Sylvie stared at Gero.

Xu is Sylvie's final sentence of "soldier", which awakens Girona's sense of honor as a soldier.

With a skeptical attitude, he cautiously pushed open the captain's door, stepped into the economy class, and met the two terrorists that Sylvie had mentioned.

The middle-aged man near the aisle was intently flipping through the holy book in his hand, while the other young Dragon Descendant leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Who looks like this?

What are you kidding?

He couldn't help but wonder if Sylvie was teasing him.

But seeing the surrounding passengers looking at the two people with taboo eyes, he still decided to hold his hand.

After all, the purpose of his hijacking of the plane was to survive, and if those two were really robbers, he had better control them in advance, so that they would not destroy the only means of escape.

Gero slowly walked to Anderson's position and shouted, "You two stand up immediately, hold your heads in your hands, and squat on the ground." "

Chu Tianlan yawned, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and didn't take Gero's words seriously at all.

Anderson, who was on the side, was still looking through the holy scriptures by himself, not to mention raising his head the whole time, without raising his eyelids.

Géro couldn't understand why the two men were indifferent to the threat at gunpoint.

Could it be that they thought the gun in his hand was a toy?

He had just shot himself in the cockpit and wounded the extremely dishonest captain, otherwise he would not have rushed to the cabin to find a temporary co-pilot.

Garrow took two steps forward with his gun, the muzzle of the gun almost close to Anderson's head, "I said, did you two hear me?"

Chu Tianlan stretched her waist and said in a lazy tone, "I don't have my ears behind it." However, what you just said is usually only said to others, and this is the first time I have heard someone say this to me. "

After speaking, he turned his head to Anderson and ordered: "Anderson, leave him alive, it is still useful for the time being." "

"Yes. "

At the same time that Anderson agreed, his body was like electricity, and he instantly burst out with terrifying power.

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