Chapter 54: Air Rescue
Chapter 54: Air Rescue
Bourne and Blake looked at each other in bewilderment. After a long while, Brian rubbed his brows in annoyance and said, "Today's situation is as complicated as my previous field work. We have to change our previous plan!"
"Yes. I have good news. Your former partner, Gene Carson, was not very good at making bombs. I have dismantled the remote detonator. We should be able to arrest him at any time. As for this..." Bourne pointed to the red number jumping in front of him, "Brian, do you have any ideas?"
"The equivalent of this bomb is not large. If it is detonated on the rear cabin wall and covered with a lot of luggage, the power of the bomb explosion may be released outside the plane, so as not to cause too much damage to the plane. The plane may be able to hold on until the nearest airport for an emergency landing."
Brian thought and said, he is indeed a veteran agent, he can come up with such a method.
"Okay, let's control Carson first, get rid of him as an unstable factor, and then deal with this matter!"
Bourne, who had experienced a big hole in an airplane cabin before, had no doubts, because he had just experienced it today. As long as the plane was well controlled and could land smoothly, no one would die.
Brian, however, saw that Bourne had a calm expression and looked at him in surprise, but he didn't say much.
The two men discussed that Bourne would go first to inform Captain Richie and ambush in the staff cabin, while Bracken would be responsible for holding Carson back and taking him to the staff cabin to subdue him.
Everything went smoothly except for a small accident when subduing Carson. It turned out that Carson's fighting skills were surprisingly good and he was on par with veteran agent Brian. In addition, he also knew a kind of magic that could affect people's minds and change their thoughts.
But Brian and Captain Richie were both determined men. They recovered after a brief moment of trance. But it was during these few seconds that Carson almost succeeded in pulling out his gun and turning the tables. But his luck was bad. When Carson put his hand on the pistol on his waist and smiled smugly, a strong hand grabbed his wrist tightly, making him unable to move. "What..." Carson turned his head in surprise, and was greeted by a huge fist.
"Bang" the punch landed, causing Carson to feel a sharp pain in his eye sockets and see stars.
"Bang, bang, bang," there were several consecutive punches, each one heavier than the last. Carson's originally handsome face soon swelled up like a pig's head, and his whole body slowly fell limp.
"Bourne, tie him up, you know the way; Richie, it's time to use your tools. I'll go out and see what's going on." Hearing the noise outside getting louder and louder, Brian quickly gave the orders, opened the cabin door and slipped out.
Bourne took out a life rope that he had prepared long ago and tied Carson's hands behind his back. At this time, Captain Richie also took out a small bag and handed it to Bourne solemnly: "Use this to handcuff his hands!"
"What is this?" Bourne opened the package, revealing a pair of retro-style handcuffs and a...ball gag?
I didn't expect that you, Richie, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, could be so creative! However, using this kind of thing that has more fun than practical use on a prisoner, are you insulting him or are you insulting him?
Considering that it would be bad to be seen using erotic handcuffs and a ball spike when handing over the prisoner, Bourne declined politely: "Thank you, I think this rope is strong enough..."
"Forbidden Demon!"
Captain Richie looked very calm, completely ignoring Bourne's surprised expression, as if this was a very common thing: "This set of tools is a modern replica of ancient alchemical products, with the function of suppressing magic and speech. My set of tools can easily deal with extraordinary people below the third level."
"An alchemical product! A modern replica! Forbidden magic and forbidden speech! Level three! A transcendent!" Captain Richie's short sentence contained a lot of important information that Bourne didn't know, but he knew that this was not a good time to explore and ask further questions. He could only suppress his curiosity temporarily and ask again when things stabilized.
Bourne took the tools in his hand and looked at them carefully. The handcuffs seemed to be made of brass, and the ball gag seemed to be made of ivory, one yellow and one white. There were tiny patterns engraved on the surface of both, like some kind of text.
After bringing these two items to the unconscious Carson, Richie seemed to be relieved. He said to Bourne, "Brian has told me the plan. Although his life has been a bit bad recently, he is the one I trust the most on this plane. So you can do it without worry. I will do my best to control the plane."
After a pause, he continued, "The nearest airport to us is Bruges Airport in Belgium. I have asked the co-pilot to inform the other party that we need to make an emergency landing, and the other party has also vacated a special runway for us, so - let's go for it!"
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
When Bourne and his two companions were dealing with Carson in the staff cabin, the emotions of the passengers in the cabin were on the verge of exploding. Although Captain Richie arranged almost all the flight attendants to go out to comfort them, facing the fear of death, no one could calm down and listen to the flight attendants' persuasion.
"There's a bomb on the plane. Do you want us to die without knowing what's going on?"
There were also people trying to stir up the atmosphere. Sure enough, after hearing these words, the passengers' originally calm emotions were immediately stirred up again. Voices of questioning, crying, shouting for help, and cursing were heard one after another.
A man wearing glasses showed a smug smile at this time. He was the one who said those inflammatory words just now.
However, his smile only lasted for a few seconds before it froze on his face, because he felt a hard object pressing against the back of his head.
Who is it? Have I been discovered? A fierce light flashed in the glasses man's eyes. Let's die together. He slowly raised his hands and suddenly swung them down, wiping them towards his pockets.
"Go away, you never change your bad habits!"
Bourne smashed the man's head with the butt of his rifle, knocking him to the ground. After tying up the man's hands and feet with cable ties, Bourne stood on the airplane seat and shouted to the chaotic passengers in the front row:
"Don't panic, everyone. I've subdued the hijacker. Look, this is the remote control!"
As he spoke, Bourne raised his right hand high, holding a miniature remote control in his hand. The red indicator light on it flashed, immediately stunning everyone present.
"Really? That's the remote control!"
"The hijacker was caught and we were saved."
"Mom, I'm saved. I won't die!"
……
Another tragicomedy was played out in the cabin.
No one cared whether what Bourne was holding was a remote control. Everyone wishfully believed that the hijacker had been subdued, the bomb would not explode, and everyone would survive.
Fortunately, this remote control is real, but there is no stop button. Therefore, although the bomb will not be detonated prematurely, it will eventually have to follow Brian's method.
At this time, there were only ten minutes left on the bomb timer, and I wondered what was going on with Zack?
Bourne thought to himself, handcuff this man with glasses with Brian's handcuffs.
At this time, the captain Richie's magnetic voice sounded on the radio: Dear passengers, we are about to land at Bruges Airport in Belgium. Please stay in your seats and hold on tight. We will land soon.'
Although this plane did not experience the baptism of explosion like the first plane that Bourne took today, so many things happened on the plane that Captain Richie instinctively reminded himself.
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