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A group of flight attendants also gathered together, sat in their seats and fastened their seat belts. They wanted to wait until the plane became a little calmer before starting work.

"What's the situation back there?" Emily Kara, the steward with brown hair in a single ponytail, asked.

Their position is between first class and economy class, so the back here refers to economy class.

Stacey Stacey, an African-American flight attendant responsible for economy class passengers, replied: "Everything is normal and no one is making any noise. I'm glad I don't have to deal with children on this trip."

Children are often one of the difficult characters to deal with. If this naughty child has a pair of naughty parents, he will be the last passenger that the flight attendant wants to receive.

Emily continued to ask another flight attendant (stewardess), "Where is it above?"

Anna Chara, who has a blond shawl hairstyle and is in charge of the business class passengers, replied: "The passengers are in stable mood and everything is fine, except that there was a first class passenger who went to the business class and said he was looking for the captain, but I stopped him. ”

"Which batch?" Emily asked.

Anna replied: "The ones mentioned above."

"Those are key passengers. Didn't our superiors tell us to leave them alone?" Stacey asked.

"Of course I know, so I said that the plane is about to enter strong convective weather. The captain should be busy controlling the plane. Please wait until the plane stabilizes a little, and then our flight attendant will be responsible for taking him to the captain."

Emily didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but there was nothing wrong with the other party's way of putting the matter on herself, and replied: "Okay, I'll go up in a minute, and you can help me take a look at the first-class guests to see if they need anything. "

Emily is the purser between them, specifically responsible for first-class guests. At the same time, she is usually responsible for contacting the captain in the cockpit when there are special circumstances, so it is best for her to coordinate the affairs of first-class guests. of.

In addition to Stacey, Anna and Emily, there are three other flight attendants, but they are relatively junior, so they have not joined the conversation for the time being.

"Emily, have you heard anything from the captain about the strong convective weather we encountered?" Anna suddenly asked.

After hearing what the other party said, Emily replied: "The captain didn't contact us, so it's probably not a problem, right?"

Stacey agreed: "Yeah, I've had that happen to me before."

"Is this the weather?" A flight attendant said proactively, wanting to learn more experience.

But Stacey turned to her and smiled and said, "No, our arrival in Washington has been delayed."

As soon as he said this, all the flight attendants laughed, and many people here were thinking about what they were going to do in Washington.

If the flight is delayed, their time to play will be relatively reduced.

Soon, the plane's automatic balancer started to activate, and the turbulence became smaller.

Emily smiled and said: "Okay, let's continue working. I'll go up there to find the first-class guest. You guys go on patrol to see what the passengers need.

At this time, there may be passengers who are hungry, so they can push a dining cart to ask. "

"Copy that." All the flight attendants replied in unison.

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In addition to the passengers' luggage, the aircraft cargo hold also has a special area specially designated for storing the CIA's special cargo.

The cargo was not small, and it kept making buzzing sounds and vibrations, because a mobile refrigeration machine was connected next to the cargo box.

The refrigerator itself can maintain refrigeration for 8 hours in the event of a power outage.

You can also use an external power supply to charge at ordinary times or use the external power supply to directly power the cooling when fully charged.

Behind the special cargo, there were two CIA guards, wearing yellow chemical protective suits, each holding an MP5K submachine gun.

They lost the lot and were assigned to work the first shift here by Paul.

"What's going on?"

The environment in the cargo hold was much worse than that in the passenger cabin, and there were no warehouses or radios. One of the guards held the fixed railing and asked about his companions.

The companion replied: "Maybe it's bad weather, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Hey, I really envy the other guys. They can eat, drink and have fun in the first class cabin, and maybe have an affair." The conversation started, and the two of them continued chatting, otherwise it would be too boring to stay here.

"We can't help it. We are unlucky, and it's almost time to change shifts." Although no one likes to come here to guard the goods, this plane journey is not short, so rotation is the best option.

Hearing what his companion said, he looked at his watch and said, "That's right."

As if their captain Paul heard their conversation, the corded phone in the cargo bay rang.

There are such wired telephones in each cabin inside the aircraft to facilitate contact and confirm the situation of various parts of the aircraft.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

"This phone ringtone was the default ringtone in my mother's day." The guard who answered the phone said with a smile.

"Hey, this is the cargo hold."

"Potter? I'm Paul. Things are a little weird right now. I need you to stick to your posts until the situation is resolved before changing shifts."

Anyway, he couldn't get to the cab for the time being, so Paul borrowed the aircraft's internal phone to call the people in the cargo hold. He was worried that the two men would let down their guard.

Potter's first reaction was reluctance: "Why?"

"Stop complaining. This is a serious matter. If something goes wrong, you can just wait to feed the fish in the Atlantic Ocean." Paul was not happy. His subordinates were too easy to do in their daily tasks, and their mentality was a little floating.

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"Yes." Porter had no choice. He didn't want to be sunk into the sea to feed the fish, so he immediately expressed his loyalty: "I will tell Ted the instructions now."

Ted was the name of another guard.

After hanging up the phone, Porter opened the safety of the submachine gun in his hand and shouted: "Ted, the boss said there is a situation and the shift cannot be changed for the time being."

After saying the boss's instructions, Porter waited for a few seconds but did not wait for a response from his companions.

Although he seemed to be careless before and didn't take the mission seriously, Porter was an agent trained by the CIA after all, and he immediately felt something was wrong.

"Ted?" He shouted again, while holding the submachine gun on his waist with one hand and aiming in front of his body, and picking up the landline phone again with the other hand, ready to call back to tell Paul that something might have happened.

The peripheral vision looked at the button of the phone, and just with this action of looking away, the enemy hidden in the shadows opened fire.

From what Porter had just shouted, the enemy knew the specific number of guards here, so they decided to open fire directly to resolve the battle as soon as possible.

When the plane entered the storm, the enemy used the sound of turbulence to cover and sneaked into the cargo hold of the plane, so that there was no fear that the sound of opening and closing the door would alarm the guards.

Two people in maintenance uniforms walked out of the shadows and walked straight to the special cargo box.

One of them was holding an MP5K submachine gun, which was taken from the assassinated Ted.

"Is this our mission target?" Because he was wearing a mask, the man's voice was muffled.

"That's right. These CIA are fools. They actually think that such a low-level method can deceive us." Another person sneered.

Paul's plan was too simple. The two enemy organizations could just choose to send people to both flights.

While talking, one of them took out a decoder and tried to crack the password lock on the cargo box.

"Don't bother. They won't install a self-destruct program on such valuable things." Another person took out a crowbar and was about to force the box open.

His companions didn't stop him. Anyway, the things in the box were broken, and the organization had prepared a backup plan for them for this mission.

After prying the cargo box open, the two looked inside.

"Empty? Where are the infected?"

"We fell into a trap! I didn't expect that Dr. Lucas would actually act separately from his wife!"

The man with the crowbar was more irritable, and he was so angry that he picked up the crowbar and smashed it at the refrigerator next to him.

"In that case, let's implement Plan B." Looking coldly at his angry companion, the enemy took out two syringes.

Since the two of them participated in this mission, they basically had no intention of leaving alive. They were very willing to sacrifice their lives to implement the plan.

"Okay! Let those who tricked us pay the price!"

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At the same time when the cargo box was forcibly opened, Paul's watch suddenly vibrated.

This was a mechanism specially set up by Paul. Whether it was opened normally or violently, as long as the cargo box was opened, he would receive a reminder.

Not long after he made the call, something happened in the cargo hold. It was very likely that the call he made gave the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Although he was a little annoyed, Paul now had more important things to do.

When the plane became stable, he immediately unbuckled his seat belt and walked downstairs, ready to call two agents to go to the cargo hold together to arrest the enemy.

As for the cargo, he was not in a hurry, because he knew that there was actually nothing in the cargo box.

He was not stupid enough to buy a ticket for another flight with the same identity. In fact, he deliberately exposed a flaw to attract the enemy.

There were also ambushes specially set up by him in the other flight.

Paul not only wanted to complete the task of transporting special cargo this time, but also wanted to catch the hidden enemy.

His strategy of playing the enemy's trick was followed by another trick to lure the snake out of the hole.

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Luo Guang looked at Paul, who hurriedly ordered two people and left. He knew that something had happened, and he felt a little uneasy.

"Halevi, I think something serious has happened on the plane. I'll go ask the captain about the situation."

"No, I'll go ask. You protect Ashley." Halevi had an FBI ID on him, which could be used here.

The CIA and the FBI have different working styles and different working philosophies, so the relationship between the two sides is not very good.

Therefore, Halevi has never used this identity to communicate with Paul, but went to the channel of the superior Special Operations Command.

But this identity is enough to deal with the flight attendants and the captain.

Halevi did what he said and left his seat.

Ashley glanced at the dark weather outside and came to the other side of Luo Guang.

At this time, both of them were sitting in the first-class chair in the middle.

Luo Guang asked Ashley to give him the emergency bag. He wanted to open it to see what was inside in case of emergency.

"Ashley, did you learn parachuting during your agent training?" Luo Guang looked at the only parachute in the bag and realized that it was prepared for Ashley alone.

However, he didn't complain about Halevi not preparing a few more parachutes. After all, the only person she had to protect in her job was Ashley.

"I have learned it before, but skydiving in this kind of weather is asking for death." Even if it was a sunny day, Ashley was not completely sure that she would be able to successfully skydive from such a high place.

"That's it. Hold this and hide it." Luo Guang thrust a G19C pistol to Ashley.

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This gun is a reduced version of the G17 pistol. It is smaller in size and weight. It uses a 15-round magazine and is easy to carry concealed.

However, the reason why Halevy chose this gun was not to be concealed and easy to carry, but because it was more suitable for women, that is, Ashley.

She knew that Ashley had received special agent training. The reason why she did not give Ashley the gun was because she was worried that Ashley, a person who had never encountered danger, would not be calm enough and use the gun indiscriminately after an encounter.

This is because the Illuminati incident was kept secret, so Halevi did not know about it, but Luo Guang knew about it, so he did not think that Ashley would panic easily after experiencing that incident.

Of course, if it was the troublesome pear in the original game, then he probably wouldn't have done that.

"However, without my or Halevi's instructions, in non-emergency situations, that is, when your life is not in danger, do not shoot indiscriminately as a last resort."

Luo Guang specifically told him that he was still a little afraid of being "shooted" by his own people.

"I know." Ashley was very obedient, hid the pistol on her body, and nodded.

She had used this G19 pistol during training, and her results in shooting moving targets were very good.

But the problem is that under high pressure, she doesn't know whether she can achieve the same good results as she did on the shooting range.

Although she had experienced the kidnapping incident of the Illuminati Cult, she still felt a little nervous and uneasy.

However, this was not because he was nervous about possible dangerous events, but because he was worried that he was holding Luo Guang back.

Luo Guang noticed the nervousness on the other person's expression, patted Ashley on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, we will be fine."

"Yes, we have encountered this kind of weather several times before." Anna, who had temporarily changed positions with crew chief Emily, happened to be passing by and joined the conversation in a friendly way.

She thought Ashley was worried because of the bad weather.

Luo Guang also suddenly spoke at a normal volume when he noticed someone coming behind him.

"Thank you." Ashley replied, understanding what Luo Guang meant and Anna's concern.

Much faster than Luo Guang expected, Halevi came back after a while and said: "The captain didn't open the door for me, saying that the airline strictly prohibits passengers from entering the aircraft cockpit."

Luo Guang asked curiously: "Your FBI ID doesn't work anymore?"

Halevi shook his head and said, "The captain said he couldn't verify the authenticity, so he couldn't open the door for safety reasons. But he also asked me what happened?"

"You didn't say that, did you?"

"Who knows if the captain was playing tricks on me, so I just said there was something wrong with the positioning map on the seat, and the other party just gave me a perfunctory sentence."

Halevi continued: "Anyway, the CIA seemed to be aware of the problem. The flight attendant said that the CIA had planned to go to the captain before, but then left in a hurry."

"I knew we should have followed the CIA to check the situation." Ashley said.

Halevi shook his head and said: "No, the right choice is to confirm the situation of the plane first. Things related to the plane are the most important."

After speaking, she continued: "And there are a few CIA people ahead. I'm going to ask about the situation. You guys should be careful here."