A super great writer in the second dimension

　It shows: 7000

　Sanzenin Arashi's breathing became rapid.

　This is an international flight! The flight altitude is generally around 11000 meters!

　The number has dropped to 7000, which is a very dangerous level.

　Sanzenin Arashi arrived at the location, killed two terrorists, and captured the last one, all in just three minutes.

　Everything happens in the blink of an eye!

　In just three minutes, the plane descended 4000 meters!

　The altitude is now continuously decreasing!

　Sanzenin Arashi didn't dare to hesitate at all. He grabbed the manual control lever in the cockpit with one hand and adjusted the speed of the wing turbines on the passenger side dashboard with the other. After doing all this, he flicked his hand away.

　Pull the accelerator lever in the middle of the driver's seat!

　The plane shook violently at the same time, and the engine hum could be heard even from here.

　At the same time, Sanzenin Arashi took the pilot's seat and slowly pushed the control stick forward, causing the entire aircraft to gradually tilt upward.

　The altitude information displayed on the secondary instrument panel is constantly changing, and has fallen below 6000 meters, even lower than that of a regular flight.

　Arashi Sanzenin's body was trembling, and his breathing was very heavy. These damned terrorists didn't even bring a single person with experience in piloting an aircraft when they hijacked the plane.

　He had never flown a passenger plane before, so he was very nervous.

　Staring at the altimeter data, Sanzenin Arashi felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

　The rate of descent is decreasing, decreasing significantly.

　He pushed the joystick to the 60-degree position and held it at that angle, leaving him with no choice but to sit there and wait.

　The current altitude is 5500 meters.

　In ten seconds, the altitude increased to 5400 meters.

　Then………

　It's starting to recover!

　"call……"

　Arashi Sanzenin let out a long breath, his whole body covered in cold sweat. He sat in the co-pilot's seat, switched the operating system to the secondary system, and gradually increased the plane's altitude.

　The plane had gradually stabilized. The control stick was put back, and after activating the autopilot on the secondary system, Sanzenin Arashi picked up the captain's private intercom, lay back in the cockpit, sighed, and began to speak.

　Sanzenin Arashi leaned back in her seat, her heart filled with the feeling of surviving a disaster.

　His gaze swept across the dashboard, and suddenly a chill ran through him.

　On the blue parameter screen, the fuel consumption column displays: 38%.

　We just pulled up the throttle and used up too much aviation fuel!

　"Brah, bring my men to the cockpit. The door's unlocked."

　"Other passengers, please remain in your seats. You are safe now."

　After saying these words, Sanzenin Arashi closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

　Airplanes cannot rely on power for takeoff and landing, so they consume a lot of fuel during these processes.

　In the five minutes after takeoff, such an international flight will burn almost a thousand pounds of aviation fuel.

　We just climbed, and because we were originally descending, it consumed several times more aviation fuel than it would have during takeoff!

　These terrorists may have tried pulling the throttle, but they were unable to operate the instrument panel and were unable to adjust the aircraft to a climbing attitude.

　That's why they were looking for someone to fly the plane over the loudspeaker.

　"Damn it!"

　Sanzenin Arashi was already cursing in her heart; these terrorists were truly more trouble than they were worth.

　Inside the cabin, Bula and Lin Jian exchanged a glance, both noticing an incredulous expression on each other's faces.

　There were also heavily armed terrorists inside, but judging from the situation, they seem to have all been dealt with.

　The plane just tilted violently upwards, and the roar of the engines even shook the cabin, so there's no doubt that the altitude has been increased.

　What kind of monster is this Aoyama Arashi?

　Erina Nakiri carried Chino Kafuu into the cockpit, followed closely by Bra. Lin Jian and another black man stood at the door with AK47s, preventing anyone from entering.

　Upon arriving at the cockpit, she found Sanzenin Arashi staring blankly at the dashboard.

　A hint of anxiety was clearly visible on his face; Erina Nakiri found it hard to believe that the boy would show such an expression.

　Almost instantly, she understood the situation.

　Contrary to what was said on the radio, it's actually not safe.

　But—you can't tell these things to ordinary passengers.

　So he called everyone he knew to come here to discuss it.

　When Sanzenin Arashi saw the people arrive, she whispered, "We're running out of fuel. Where's the nearest airport? This is the Indian Ocean; there's nowhere to land!"

　Bra's brow furrowed deeply, and he quickly said, "We can dump all the cargo in the warehouse. International flights are carrying large packages and passengers' belongings. We can open the warehouse and let the airflow blow them away!"

　This was the first thing the safety officer thought of.

　But Sanzenin Arashi shook her head.

　He looked at Bra, “This is impossible. The technology is designed with streamlined features. Once the cargo hold is open, the tail drag will cause the entire plane to flip over. We will undoubtedly die here.”

　“Even if it doesn’t flip over, the fuel will be consumed rapidly while the cargo hold is open. This method won’t work, so we have no choice but to make an emergency landing.”

　Bra pursed his lips and glanced at the fuel gauge.

　“Fu*k!”

　It shows: 37%!

　The entire flight route has only covered a small portion of the area!

　He covered his face, scratched the soft skin on his forehead, and couldn't help but curse, "Holy shit!!"

　“The fuel will last for a few more hours, no need to rush.” Sanzenin Arashi gestured for Nakiri Erina to sit down, then looked up at Bra. “You’re the safety officer, do you know how to use a map?”

　He opened the storage compartment in the cockpit, pulled out all the prepared maps, and stuffed them into Bra's hand. "Find the nearest airport; we'll make an emergency landing there."

　..

196. The Secrets of the Hijacking

　The aircraft's external communication device has been rendered unusable.

　The radio buttons were smashed to pieces by a wrench. The co-pilot's side only had an operating system and the aircraft's lift stick; nothing else.

　Bra flipped through the map, while Sanzenin Arashi frowned deeply.

　I need to think about this carefully... Terrorists hijacking a plane must have some purpose.

　Yes...that's it, keep thinking.

　After hijacking the plane, it's impossible for them to leave it at Rome's international airport.

　Sanzenin Arashi felt a sudden jolt, realizing she had found the key to the plan: these terrorists were very well armed and their plan was ingenious.

　Therefore, these terrorists must be commanded by someone behind them, and the person commanding them must have prepared a landing site.

　After all, the fact that they didn't kill everyone at the beginning shows that these people were useful to them.

　That's right... that means...

　Arashi Sanzenin jolted awake and ran towards the male terrorist he had captured; the man's mouth had already been gagged.

　He was the leader of this group, so Sanzenin Arashi didn't kill him, but instead planned to interrogate him to find out something.

　Now that the crisis on the plane was temporarily over, he ran over, tore open the terrorist's clothes, searched him thoroughly, and found several small packages.

　Furthermore, a tattoo was found on his back.

　When Sanzenin Arashi saw this tattoo, her heart skipped a beat.

　This person... although he was dressed in Muslim clothes, he had a strangely shaped tattoo.

　Sanzenin Arashi recognized this tattoo.

　His identity is now clear.

　This is a member of a mercenary organization.

　ISIS has been making great strides in Africa recently, and this hijacking organization used this as a smokescreen to fool security officer Bra, and even Sanzenin Arashi was initially fooled by them.

　"Where will your plane land?" Sanzenin Arashi asked coldly, looking at the mercenary. "You'd better give a reason that guarantees your safety, which means tell the truth, understand?"

　The mercenary, who was already on the verge of collapse, quickly told the whole story.

　These mercenaries were indeed acting on someone's orders to shift international public opinion toward ISIS.

　The matter is simple: the small country of Saradia that Brahma mentioned earlier is currently at war with ISIS.

　Saradia had very few tanks and was naturally unable to resist ISIS attacks. The president tried every means to get major powers involved in the war.

　But this country is very poor.

　Its land area is very small, and because Africa has been plagued by war for many years, the name Saradia does not even appear on world maps.

　The president was originally a general who rose to the presidency through a coup.

　Therefore, this person is very radical in his actions.

　Apart from the people of Saradica themselves, very few people in the world know the name of this country.

　Naturally, no force was willing to intervene in this war.

　As for why.

　That's because there's no profit to be made, no mineral resources, a very small population, and scarce land. From any perspective, it's a barren land.

　Developing livestock farming... okay, developing livestock farming in Africa? Are you sure this isn't a joke?

　So the president orchestrated this incident, hiring mercenaries to create a major international news story and make the name Saradia a household name.

　To put it simply, UN peacekeeping organizations won't go to places unknown to the world to uphold justice. Their funding requires appropriations, and no one is willing to pay for a place that doesn't exist in their sight.

　So the idea of ​​getting this plane came up.

　I chose an international flight and just happened to select the one that Sanzenin Arashi was on.

　The flight is scheduled to land at a location disguised as an ISIS base, and then be rescued by Saladian half-baked troops, staging an annual international drama!

　……

　Sanzenin Arashi stared at the mercenary in astonishment, and soon his expression turned unfriendly.

　Saradia is a wonderful country!

　Just imagine, a government actually hijacked a plane for this reason, and it was an international flight!

　Fortunately... not many people died on this flight, otherwise...

　Sanzenin Arashi is certain that Africa will face joint sanctions from multiple countries within the next year.

　As the location of the battlefield, Saradia was naturally not in a good state.

　Just like the Iraq War, it was the people who suffered the most.

　……

　Five minutes later, Sanzenin Arashi returned to the cockpit with a small notebook.

　Bra hurried over and handed a map to Sanzenin Arashi, saying, "The closest airport to here is the military airport in Saradia, but this country doesn't even have airplanes. This airport was set up by the Allies during World War II. We can land there!"

　“No need, I have a better place.” Sanzenin Arashi didn’t tell Bra the details of the matter. She didn’t trust strangers. “Have your people ask if there are any satellite phones on this plane.”

　While speaking, she activated the autopilot system, entered the coordinates, made some adjustments to the aircraft's parameters, and then started the automatic cruise mode again.

　Calculations show that it will take about two hours to reach the destination.

　By this time, Bra had already obtained a satellite phone, provided by a corporate executive who needed to communicate on the plane, so he had prepared this.