Volume 12: Yaguna Kotor Chapter 592: Aerial Surprise Attack (Part 2)
We must find a way to destroy this laser scalpel!
As a high-precision scientific research device, the laser scalpel itself, especially the laser emitting component, is actually very fragile, and it does not take much effort to smash it.
But the problem is, without opening the hatch, how can Lin Qiming and his team destroy the laser scalpel outside?
Lin Qiming's first reaction was the porthole on the cabin door - this porthole glass was fixed to the cabin door with expansion bolts. Compared with the one-piece cabin door casting, this piece of glass could be said to be the only "weak point" on the entire door. With the equipment held by Lin Qiming's team, they could completely remove it before the hijackers outside adjusted the laser scalpel.
Then they just need to shoot outside through this window to easily destroy the laser scalpel that is so close.
But on second thought, Lin Qiming immediately rejected this idea.
The porthole on the hatch is shaped like an ellipse that is close to a rectangle. It is about 25 centimeters high and less than 20 centimeters wide, nearly half as small as the porthole on the fuselage that connects to the outside.
With such a small opening, even those who have practiced the "bone-shrinking skill" may not be able to get through, let alone the group of hijackers outside.
But the fact that humans can't get through doesn't mean that the "Seed of Erosion" in their bodies can't get through - the main body of the Seed of Erosion is a soft-bodied creature similar to an octopus. According to the experimental records of the institute, a mature Seed of Erosion with a size and weight equivalent to that of an adult man can easily pass through a pipe the size of a bowl. The only thing that can limit the degree of their "deformation" is the diameter of the hard "core" in their body.
For an erosion seed that has just entered the mature stage from the rapid transformation stage, the "nucleus" is about the size of an egg. With the size of this porthole, it is enough for more than a dozen erosion seeds to drill in at the same time.
The firepower of Lin Qiming and his men is completely insufficient to deal with the attack launched by more than a dozen Seeds of Erosion. This fragile line of defense will collapse in an instant.
If they removed the porthole glass now, they would be making things easier for the hijackers.
This method doesn't work.
Lin Qiming took deep gulps of the blood-filled air in the first-class cabin, his brain working rapidly - he suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding.
He shouldn't have thought about how to intercept the hijackers in the cargo hold. Even if he succeeded in keeping them out, it would only be a temporary solution. Even if they could hold on to the first-class cabin, the rescue team outside the plane might not be able to rescue them safely.
If you want to completely resolve the hijacking incident, you should first find a way to take back control of the plane!
They who are inside the plane are the key to the entire rescue operation... They have advantages that external rescue workers do not have.
Now they have taken control of the first-class cabin and separated the cockpit and cargo hold. Although this separation is only temporary, it is enough time for them to do a lot of things.
On the other side of the cockpit, there were only two hijackers of the disguised pilot. Whether in terms of combat power or numbers, the Crisis Management Department had an absolute advantage.
Lin Qiming couldn't help but want to slap himself - maybe it was because of the continuous high-intensity overtime work in the past few days that his brain was damaged. He couldn't even figure out such a simple thing... From the beginning, he should have focused on the control of the plane!
"Two groups stay in the first-class cabin. If the cargo hold is breached, delay time as much as possible! Group one, follow me, we're going to take back the cockpit!" Lin Qiming shouted.
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"Report to the commander, the radar has found a target, right below us." The man piloting the fighter jet was an old acquaintance of Ke Lan, one of the two pilots on the previous transport plane who were implicated in the scandal. At this moment, he was holding the joystick of the plane tightly with both hands, staring closely at the radar screen in front of him, and lowering the altitude of the plane little by little.
In the entire Fleet Zero, his flying skills are considered to be among the best, otherwise, it would not be his turn to fly a plane for an "important person" like Ke Lan.
"I saw it, too." Ke Lan stood in the co-pilot seat, holding the cockpit canopy with both hands, and pressed his face against the cabin glass, looking down. "It's very close, the visual distance is less than 300 meters."
"According to the information sent by the fighter formation sent by the First Fleet, the target has been flying due north and has not changed its course," said the pilot captain.
"Actually, I really want to chase them. Maybe we can find an important stronghold of the heretical sect... But I'm afraid that the other party has been prepared, and it will be difficult to rescue people by then." Ke Lan said.
"Actually it's quite difficult to save people in this situation..." the pilot captain muttered softly.
"Keep the same course as the target, shorten the distance as much as possible, and notify the fighter formation of the First Fleet following behind, and let them be ready to respond at any time." Ke Lan glanced at the terrain directly below, which was a vast plain. According to his plan, the worst scenario was that the transport plane was completely destroyed in the fight with the hijackers, so that the researchers on the plane would be forced to parachute to escape. If they landed on the plain, it would be fine. If they flew a distance further and entered the junction of the White Ridge Mountains and the Everfrost Mountains, the difficulty of search and rescue would be greatly increased.
"Relative distance: 170 meters, relative speed: zero." The captain pilot said, "The enemy's radar should have discovered us, but they don't seem to have taken any countermeasures."
"Maybe they are holding important hostages and think we won't attack them, so they are fearless." Ke Lan said, "Can you get closer?"
"I'll try." The pilot captain nodded and lightly pressed the joystick in his hand, controlling the fighter to get closer and closer to the Hercules transport plane below.
"Relative distance: 25 meters, 23 meters, 20 meters...Relative speed: zero...We can't get any closer. At this distance, if either my hand or the other pilot's hand shakes a little, the two planes will collide directly."
"I remember that during the aerobatic performances, the minimum distance between the flying formations was only a few meters, right?" Ke Lan asked.
"Sir... you know that's a stunt show. Those pilots have been partners for decades. To them, their teammates are more trustworthy than their right and left hands... As for the pilot of the plane below, I don't even know if he has a regular pilot's license. I absolutely don't dare to take this risk."
The captain paused and added, "Of course, if the guy driving the transport plane below is Mesa, I would dare to get within five meters of him."
The Mesa he mentioned was the lieutenant pilot who was in the co-pilot seat of the transport plane. Including the time in Fleet Zero, the two had been partners for exactly ten years.
"Sixteen meters... This is the maximum distance I can react in time to avoid the evasive maneuver." The captain pilot said, "Sir, are you really planning to... board the ship like this?"
"Yes." Ke Lan patted the pilot's shoulder, "Get ready, I'm going to open the hatch."
"Understood." The pilot captain grabbed the oxygen mask and put it on his face, then raised his left hand and gave Ke Lan a thumbs up.
Immediately afterwards, Ke Lan opened the cockpit hatch.
A strong airflow suddenly hit her face, hitting the open hatch with a continuous crisp sound. Ke Lan tightly grasped the pull ring on the edge of the cockpit to prevent herself from being pulled out by the strong airflow.
This was not the first time that Ke Lan had performed a "boarding" operation at high altitude and at high speed... But before this time, he had only done this operation in computer games...
Even in virtual games, such difficult operations cannot be completed 100% every time.
Ke Lan dared to do this because even if he failed to board the plane, he could still rely on the living armor to replicate a "hard landing" at this altitude, unless he crashed into the air intake of the transport plane the moment he jumped down. In that case, he could only try to see whether the living armor was stronger or the high-speed rotating alloy were stronger...
"Three, two, one."
Ke Lan silently counted three numbers in his mind, then jumped!
The moment he left the cockpit of the fighter jet, countless bright red blood gushed out from every pore of his body, and in the blink of an eye a set of strangely shaped armor formed on his body surface.
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Hercules transport aircraft, interior, first class cabin.
Lin Qiming and his men were planning to raid the cockpit when they suddenly heard a loud "bang" from above the plane. Along with this loud bang, the entire Hercules transport plane seemed to shake slightly.
"What's going on?" Lin Qiming was stunned for a moment and looked up at the top of the plane.
"Deputy Chief... Could it be... Could it be that the people above have already decided to shoot us down?" An officer from the crisis management department said with a worried look on his face.
"No." Lin Qiming shook his head. "If the higher-ups had decided to shoot down this plane, we would have probably crashed by now."
Lin Qiming was very clear about the firepower configuration of the Ark's main fleet's current fighter jets. With just one shot from that kind of cluster laser cannon, a transport aircraft that was not equipped with an energy shield could be disintegrated. Although Hercules was called a "heavy transport aircraft", the heavy duty referred to its powerful transport capacity, and did not mean that this thing had thick armor.
"It felt like something hit the plane," said another older and more experienced Crisis Management Officer. "From the sound, it seems that the impact was in the direction of the cargo hold."
"Towards the cargo hold..." Lin Qiming's heart tightened. Although his mind told him that what he should do now was to seize the time and occupy the cockpit before the first-class cabin door was cut open, for some reason, he always had an irresistible urge in his heart to go and find out what was going on.
His intuition told him that this loud noise might be the key to breaking the deadlock... and his intuition was always accurate.
"You lead the team. After breaking into the cockpit, kill all enemies regardless of whether they resist or not. Remember to use active ammunition for reloading and don't save bullets." Lin Qiming patted the older operator and said.
"Deputy Section Chief, what about you?"
"I'll go over and take a look..." As he said that, Lin Qiming stood up and ran towards the cargo hold.
When he arrived at the cabin door, he saw through the porthole the death of the last hijacker - an arm completely covered in blood-red armor pierced the hijacker's chest from behind, and its sharp claws grabbed a "core" wrapped in blood and minced meat.
The next second, the claw crushed the "core" directly. As for the drop of bright red blood-like substance inside the "core", it was sucked up completely by several tiny tentacles that suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood-colored armor.
Those tiny tentacles appeared and disappeared so quickly that Lin Qiming had hallucinations - he was completely unsure whether what he had just seen was real or just an imaginary thing in his mind.
The hijacker, whose chest was pierced, fell to the ground with a thump, revealing the figure standing behind him.
The strangely shaped blood-red armor exuded a strong ominous aura. Although Lin Qiming knew that the other party was probably not his enemy, driven by instinct, he just wanted to stay as far away from the armor as possible.
What made him feel afraid and repelled was not the person wearing the armor, but the armor itself...
Although he had never seen this thing before, his intuition told him that this armor was alive and had vitality... Although he didn't know how it was tamed by the wearer, if this thing got out of control, it would definitely cause an unimaginable disaster.
The danger level of this armor is even higher than that of the SP-level mutants.
"Perhaps, only the original body of the 'meme'... or an existence like the primitive species, can suppress it?" Lin Qiming thought.
Of course, if he had witnessed the scene that day when Ke Lan, wearing living armor, tore apart the Seraphim with his bare hands, he probably wouldn't have thought so.
Lin Qiming didn't know about the existence of the living armor, let alone the connection between it and Ke Lan. As for the officers and soldiers who had witnessed Ke Lan's condition, they were all given the highest level of gag order to ensure that the news would not leak out.
"Who... are you?" Lin Qiming held the pistol tightly in both hands, aimed at the "uninvited guest" on the other side through the door panel of the cabin, and asked in a somewhat dry voice.
"Ah...it's Deputy Section Chief Lin. Long time no see." The man in bloody armor raised his hand and waved towards the porthole.
Although the voice coming from the armor seemed a bit dull, Lin Qiming was not unfamiliar with this voice.
"Ke, Ke Lan?!"
