Defense Secretary Ruth and other senior officials cheered happily when they heard the news.
"Marine One is in position to escort Lefty to Stansted Airport. Air Force One is preparing for emergency takeoff. The call is completed." the helicopter pilot announced.
"Roger that, Air Force One is ready," the Air Force One pilot replied.
At this time.
Long Zhan, the President, and Jacob were already in place, sitting in the helicopter looking outside through the window, looking at the collapsed London with a deep expression.
The nerves that had been tense finally relaxed a little on the helicopter flight.
Jacob looked outside the plane, and finally reacted at this moment, and said seriously to the president and Long Zhan: "This is a trap."
"To call it a trap is putting it mildly, this is a devastating disaster," the president said with a dark face.
Long Zhan didn't say anything, but he leaned back on the soft chair, raised his head and sighed, seizing the time to regain his energy and strength.
The journey of escaping just now really cost Long Zhan a lot of energy.
This mission to protect the president is really more dangerous than the last crisis in the White House. If you are not careful, everyone will be in mourning.
"Hell, I told you from the beginning that we shouldn't have come to this funeral."
Jacob was still frightened, his heart was still pounding, and he said with great regret: "Talking on paper and implementing actions are completely different things. No matter how good the security plan is, it can't withstand emergencies."
"We are safe now."
Long Zhan felt that since he had already boarded the helicopter, there should be no problem. As long as he boarded Air Force One, he could return to the United States immediately.
pity.
This time he guessed wrong.
"That's good, it'll be fine."
The president was really frightened along the way, and his heart could hardly stand the torment. After listening to Long Zhan's words, he finally felt relieved.
"If nothing happens, we can reach a safe place in ten minutes." Long Zhan said.
Three helicopters were lined up in the sky, all flying in the sky very normally. It seemed that all terrorist attacks had nothing to do with them.
I originally thought that we would be able to arrive at our destination airport without incident.
But in fact, no one knows what will happen next.
"This group of terrorists is so evil. They didn't let any news out, not at all. A terrorist attack on this scale would take at least several years to prepare. How did they do it without alerting anyone?"
Are any of the British intelligence officers asleep?" Jacob said angrily.
"This was a total massacre, a unilateral massacre. How did they do it?" the president looked at Long Zhan and asked.
"They can succeed as long as they make the right move, but today they did it every step of the way, completely ignoring the British police force and military. It is really incredible."
Long Zhan was also very shocked, and then he couldn't help complaining: "MI6, they shouldn't be so inefficient and incompetent."
The president covered his face with his hands and was speechless, while Long Zhan looked through the airplane window at the city not far away.
It seemed that he was going to find a glimmer of the answer he wanted from this city, shrouded in the shadow of terror and destined to become an international laughing stock.
As a result, in the few seconds Long Zhan watched, a sudden attack came.
"Whoosh——"
A roar that broke through supersonic speeds.
A missile trailing flames flew past Long Zhan at a very precise angle and hit the helicopter on the left.
"Boom~"
After the violent explosion, the tail of the helicopter exploded, sending up a plume of thick black smoke.
The helicopter lost control and hit the ground head-first.
"Damn it!"
Long Zhan, who happened to see this scene, was so shocked that his hair stood on end.
Realized something was wrong.
The pilot of the helicopter that Long Zhan and the others were riding in could only watch the helicopter crash, but was unable to provide any help.
The only thing we could do was to quickly call: "Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday."
Jacob's mood had just stabilized a little, but when he saw this scene, he instantly became excited again, and his breathing became difficult.
The president also hurried to the window of the plane to see what was going on outside. He happened to see Navy No. 3 fall to the ground and explode into a ball of fire.
"Oh, God, no!"
The president also panicked, jerked his head back, and sat on his chair with his pupils trembling.
If one helicopter is blown up, it means that more helicopters will be blown up. As long as you think of this, no one is not afraid.
Long Zhan's heartbeat was also racing at this moment, but he knew that he was the only one left in the helicopter who could save himself.
Jacob and the President are gone.
Both of their souls were frightened out, and their brains were basically shut down. If they were expected to find a way, they would probably be blown to ashes.
Long Zhan thought quickly and calmly and realized that if he wanted to save himself successfully, he had to find out where the missile came from first.
Terrorists cannot launch surface-to-air missiles, so the only thing that will cause harm to helicopters is man-portable air defense missiles.
If you want to successfully hit a helicopter in an urban area with dense high-rise buildings, you must have certain conditions.
That is to find a commanding height.
The commanding heights in the city are very easy to find, because the roof of every building is a commanding height, and terrorists can be found through this.
Long Zhan looked out through the window, his eyes scanning quickly, and he actually found him.
"On the roof, three o'clock, see?"
Long Zhan saw a terrorist diagonally below the plane, with a rectangular box beside him and a cylindrical bucket on his shoulder facing the helicopter.
This look looks like a terrorist at first glance, a missile shooter who specializes in attacking helicopters.
The pilot received the reminder from Long Zhan and immediately made a radio call to convey: "There are two shooters at the three o'clock direction of Marine 2. Be careful to avoid them."
"receive!"
The pilot of Marine One just replied that the instrument panel showed a warning of being locked, and he immediately reported: "We are being targeted."
"Stinger Missile!"
Long Zhan also saw clearly at this time the anti-aircraft weapons used by the terrorists.
Less than a second after he spoke, the terrorists launched missiles, Stinger missiles, flying towards the helicopter at several times the speed of sound.
The Stinger missile is the most famous and important man-portable air defense missile in the United States.
Its performance and power are excellent. If there is enough terrain or urban cover, it can be called a helicopter killer.
The most outstanding anti-aircraft missile developed by the United States is now flying towards his president.