The strong airflow made Zhuo Yifan feel the inconvenience of physical movement. But fortunately, he finally stood on the edge of the wing without any danger, just a little bit away from saying goodbye to the plane. This also made Zhuo Yifan
Fan was relieved, but also secretly broke into a cold sweat.
If he fell from an altitude of more than 10,000 meters, he would not die, but if he wanted to come up to protect the plane, it would be absolutely impossible.
At this time, the two fighter jets had already dived towards the passenger plane. Seeing that the distance was less than half a kilometer, Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly sank.
The fire suddenly appeared, and along with a dull sound of artillery fire, the artillery mounted on the fighter jet launched the first round of fire offensive towards the fuselage of the passenger plane.
Zhuo Yifan's expression changed drastically, and he saw that two holes had been shot out of the wing on the other side by artillery. Fortunately, it was only the wing, and the distance was relatively far, so the shooting range was not very accurate. If it hit the lower wing,
If there are no fuel tanks, then this aircraft company will be completely ruined.
At this time, Zhuo Yifan had no time to think too much. With a flash of golden light, the Blood Spirit Thorn in his hand came out and shot straight towards the two planes. It was like a sharp arrow shot from a bow. The speed was very fast.
It's so fast that it's impossible to tell with the naked eye.
"Zhuo Yifan is coming up, retreat!" Qin Yang was the first to react and quickly reminded his companions.
The two fighter jets lifted up again almost at the same time, rushed past Zhuo Yifan's plane at the fastest speed, flew directly to the front and top of the passenger plane, and continued to fly forward.
As long as the two planes are driven out of a certain range and away from the passenger plane, Zhuo Yifan's goal can be regarded as achieved. After a circle, the Blood Spirit Thorn flew directly back towards Zhuo Yifan. And this situation
, it is obviously impossible to use the Blood Spirit Thorn to chase down the fighter jets. The effect has reached the expectation, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But when the plane's wing was hit by artillery, the entire fuselage vibrated violently, causing Zhuo Yifan, who was standing on the other wing, to feel a shaky posture. If the turbulence continued like this, Zhuo Yifan would
Yifan wondered whether the plane would disintegrate and fall apart in the air!
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan's cell phone suddenly rang. The call came from a string of phone numbers that he didn't know where to call.
Zhuo Yifan directly answered the phone and asked in a deep voice: "Who?"
"Master Zhuo, this is Zheng Dong. I called you from the satellite phone on the plane! What happened outside? I heard from the captain that the right wing of the plane was seriously damaged and it can't last much longer! What should we do now?
"Zheng Dong's urgent voice came out from the mobile phone.
Zhuo Yifan frowned and couldn't help but ponder. Although he was also anxious, he must not mess up at this time, otherwise everyone would end together.
"If there is no other way, we can only make an emergency landing in Afghanistan. Let the captain prepare for an emergency landing in Afghanistan. Contact the country first and find a way to coordinate with the civilian or military airports in Afghanistan! The right wing of the plane was just hit by the cannon of the fighter jet.
It was hit. Although there were only two holes the size of basketballs, I am not sure about the extent of the damage. Let the captain make his own judgment!" Zhuo Yifan pondered for a moment, and then ordered helplessly.