The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 224 Negotiation

"bang"

Bonnie opened the cabin door on the left front of the aircraft according to the cabin opening procedure, and then pulled the pull ring under the cabin door, and the self-inflating emergency slide instantly inflated and opened, extending to the ground.

Because the front landing gear was broken, the belly of the aircraft was on the ground, and the cabin door at the nose was closer to the ground than normal. The co-pilot who seemed to be Asian made a demonstration. He was the first to get off the plane, and then helped to pick up people below.

"Sit down, like him, with your arms crossed over your chest, and just slide down."

Bonnie stood at the cabin door and directed the passengers to get off the plane.

At the same time, Jack and Jiejie were wrestling with the tree trunk, and the prisoner Louis Gaspare, who had a bigger beard than Luke Cage, was stuck between the tree trunk and the seat.

This tree trunk, the thickness of an ordinary person's arm, was full of toughness. Like a javelin, it penetrated under the right chest rib of the Interpol, destroyed his lungs and heart all the way, and then passed out from the left chest armpit, and then stuck firmly on the aircraft bulkhead.

If the prisoner hadn't been holding the back of the chair in front of him with his hands at a relatively low position, he would have lost his arms at this moment.

After finally getting the tree trunk off the bulkhead, Jack carefully laid the body of the Interpol along with the tree trunk in the corridor. Now he didn't even have a knife in his hand, and there was nothing he could do with such a thick piece of fresh wood.

Pulling the trunk out of the carcass would seriously damage the carcass and was completely unnecessary.

The prisoner Gaspare had recovered his composure at this time. He looked like a man who was not good at words, he just nodded to the two of them, said a word of thanks in a low voice, and was about to walk towards the hatch.

"Wait." Jack unwrapped a bunch of keys from Interpol's belt and tossed them to him.

"Unlock the handcuffs before going down, don't cause panic among the passengers, and keep a low profile, you know what I mean?"

Gaspare nodded solemnly, "Thank you for your trust, sir and madam, I will repay you."

Jack didn't talk nonsense to him anymore. He didn't know this person at all and could only say that he would see the effects. But now more people have more strength. Survival in the tropical rain forest is not an easy task.

Although the tattoo on this guy's arm was half covered by his clothes, Jack still recognized it as the "Hand of Danjou", the emblem of the French Foreign Legion.

There is also an Arabic number 2 in the circle under the "Hand of Danjou", which means that he is from the 2nd French Foreign Infantry Regiment. Such people are worth ten in this kind of ghost place, and they are much more useful than those passengers who can only scream.

Watching Gaspare get off the plane, Jack touched the back of the corpse on the ground, where there was a Glock 17, which was probably the only weapon on the plane.

After 911/, the United States often equipped domestic flights with armed security personnel, and the FBI, which was able to carry guns on board, also had certain security obligations, but it was obviously impossible to do so on international flights.

Like flying to Singapore this time, Jack didn’t even bring a Swiss Army knife, let alone a gun. In order to prevent disputes during the security check at the Singapore airport.

He handed the Glock 17 to Jiejie, motioning her to hide it for self-defense, then looked through the Interpol's carry-on backpack, found two spare magazines inside, and handed it over together.

It's not that he doesn't want to use a gun, it's that Jiejie's fighting ability is a bit worrying. Although the FBI must have received relevant training, judging from her performance in the gym, it's about 1.5 Rhett's level, no more.

"Hey, you two, I think I need your help." At this time, Captain Fallen Brother walked back to the business class and said to Jack and Jiejie.

The passengers on the plane have almost got off the plane, and the flight attendants are getting off the plane one after another.

"You are the captain, please order as you like, I haven't had time to thank you for saving us."

Jack was talking about nice things, but he didn't feel much gratitude in his heart. If he had recognized this guy earlier, he wouldn't have been able to beat him to death.

"Let's talk about it after getting off the plane. Although the fuel in the wings was emptied before landing, there is still danger."

"Oh, by the way, forgot to introduce myself, my name is Brandi Torrance."

The captain in front of him was obviously much older than the one in the movie "White House Down" that Jack had watched. Although he could still vaguely see a military temperament, he looked potbellied and gained a lot of weight.

Jack and Jiejie immediately announced themselves and followed the captain off the plane.

"There was a female passenger who fainted due to excessive fright. She is now awake and is being taken care of by her husband. The others have minor scratches and bruises. Our medical kit on board is enough to deal with this."

"But I think everyone is very upset."

Flight attendant Bonnie's eyes were still a little red and swollen, but she still dutifully reported the passengers' situation to captain Brandy Torrance.

Torrance didn't ask further, but comforted her softly, "Hey, Bonnie, I'm sorry about Isabella."

Isabella should be the female flight attendant who died on the plane.

Bonnie nodded without saying anything more. She was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Jiejie.

"It's better to call the co-pilot and other flight attendants first, and discuss it together. Especially regarding the identities of the two of us, I suggest not to reveal them for the time being, so as not to arouse excessive associations with other passengers."

Jiejie's suggestion is still very practical, and Jack can already imagine that if the next crew members reveal their FBI identities to the passengers.

Eighty percent of people will immediately think of something like a KB attack. Even if they saw ball lightning passing through the cabin half an hour ago, they will casually blame the plane crash on the trouble caused by the two FBI.

Then they made a big noise and asked the FBI to be responsible, and asked the federal government to compensate them for their losses and so on.

This is not the FBI's bad reputation, it can only be said that the credibility of the old American government in these aspects is negative.

Soon, the crew members were called together. Jiejie now made up a false identity, saying that she and Jack were both LAPD, and were willing to step forward to help, and asked the crew members to unify their voices.

Then everyone talked about what you said and what you said, and summarized the current situation.

The plane must have failed, not only because of structural damage, but after being struck by lightning, the original lightning protection design failed to withstand the attack of spherical lightning, and the radio was burned. The two captains and co-pilots still need some time to confirm whether it can be repaired.

But they all expressed little hope. Jack did have relevant skills, but they were only repairs, not restoration magic. They could only say that they would try their luck with help later.

The mobile phone signal is definitely gone. Just after getting off the plane, all passengers, including the crew members, checked their mobile phones and asked if anyone had a satellite phone. The result was disappointing.

No external communication means that there is no way to call for help, because the plane had to make an emergency landing after being struck by lightning first.

Based on the time it took to lose contact with the airport and the time it took for the final emergency landing, Captain Torrance estimated that the airspace the airline needed to search exceeded 10,000 square miles.

Even they themselves can't determine where they are now. This is the range of the Sulu Islands in the southern Philippines. Apart from a medium-sized island, Jolo Island, there are dozens of small islands densely distributed around it.

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"What Bad Minds Can Batman Have"

Chen Tao never imagined that even if he time-traveled, he would become Batman himself.

As we all know, Batman is extremely intelligent and intelligent, and his fighting skills are extraordinary, but——what does all this have to do with me, a time traveler?

oh! It's okay, I can inherit Batman's power and memories...? ! ? Wait, why are they all parallel universe versions?