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These words left everyone in a daze.

Major Cowell then remembered the young man who had just appeared with the President.

But the two Secret Service agents didn't know Luke.

I never knew what the president's bodyguards were like.

The bandit leader saw that President Marshall didn't say a word and was obviously uncooperative.

So he pushed him away, walked over to Grace, and picked up the internal broadcaster.

"Mr. Bodyguard, I know you can hear that if you don't surrender, the President's family will be missing one person."

At this time, Luke was standing at the bottom of the stairs leading to the top floor.

After thinking for a moment, Luke took something out of his body.

The gangsters shouted again, demanding Luke surrender.

Luke responded loudly from below.

"OK, don't shoot, don't hurt the hostages, I surrender."

Then everyone looked towards the stairs.

Suddenly, they saw a black object flying up from the stairs.

After hitting the bulkhead, it fell to the floor.

When everyone saw this thing, they all burst into swearing and hurriedly tried to find a way to avoid it.

"Fake..."

"Suka Bulie..."

There was a loud bang. It was an M84 flash stun grenade...

Luke rushed forward and killed the two gangsters immediately.

But the other gangster was pinned down by President Marshall, who had broken free from his restraints.

The bandit leader pulled Grace against the bulkhead.

In fact, Luke overestimated the power of the stun grenade.

The area inside the cabin is quite large, with many people and instruments.

Luke approached the bandit leader with his gun raised.

But after the bandit leader recovered a little, he grabbed Alice and pushed her towards Luke while everyone was recovering.

Then he pointed his gun at President Marshall, who was struggling with his men.

Luke had just picked up Alice when he saw the bandit was about to shoot President Marshall. He didn't have time to raise his gun and had to pounce on President Marshall.

After the gunshot, the bandit leader pulled Grace and ran towards the cargo hold.

After blocking a bullet for President Marshall, Luke emptied the magazine directly at the gangster who was fighting with President Marshall.

Fortunately, Luke was wearing a level 5 bulletproof vest, and the impact of the pistol bullet was no more than a tickle to Luke.

After Luke helped everyone up, he immediately went to the cargo hold.

The bandit leader pulled Grace into the parachute cabin.

He donned his own parachute and threw the others overboard.

Luke quietly approached the cabin door and saw that the bandit leader was still throwing a parachute.

He suddenly turned sideways, aimed, and pulled the trigger, all in one go.

Two quick shots, headshot, perfect.

The gangster fell backwards without any reaction.

But he still held Grace in his hand.

Just as he was about to pull Grace out of the cabin, Luke moved faster and grabbed Grace.

The bandit leader finally fell out of the cabin.

Grace was attracted by Luke.

At this time, President Marshall and several others arrived late.

Seeing this, he hurried forward to help Luke pull Grace back.

After experiencing life and death, the couple embraced each other.

Luke and the others were force-fed dog food...

"Ahem~ Mr. President, we can resume communications now."

So the president came to the top floor and sat in the driver's seat. Although Cowell was in the Air Force, he didn't know how to fly a plane.

The president put on the headphones and heard Luke's voice.

"Mr. President, this is the computer room. Communications have been restored, but it is still on autopilot. I will contact the White House immediately."

In just a short while, Dougherty had received Luke's message.

Everyone returned to the conference room, waiting for communication from Air Force One. 】

"This is James Marshall. We have recaptured Air Force One. Repeat. We have recaptured Air Force One."

There were cheers in the White House conference room.

Dougherty and Elkrama looked at each other and smiled.

"Mr. President, how are you doing now? Is anyone injured?"

"Forty-five hostages parachuted over Spain half an hour ago. Please send a rescue team immediately."

"We have received the message."

"Air Force One is currently en route to Lajes Air Base in the Azores."

"Got it, we'll notify them immediately."

"OK, there are still 7 people on the plane, no one is injured."

"Mr. President, don't worry, Air Force One has an autopilot system and can land automatically."

After the communication ended, President Marshall finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did I remember the thrilling scene just now.

He said on the intercom:

"Thank you, Luke, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, Mr. President, but I have to tell you some bad news. We have a guest."

White House.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a warning sign suddenly appeared on the big screen.

Vice President Bennett and everyone else were stunned.

"What happened?"

"Unidentified fighter jets are approaching Air Force One from the southeast."

"Damn, where did they come from? Where are our fighters?"

"It has taken off from Lajes Air Base and is expected to rendezvous with Air Force One in 2 minutes."

At the same time, President Marshall also raised soul-searching questions.

"Whose general is this... no... whose plane is this?"

Luke looked at the real-time map on the computer, thought for a moment and replied:

"Who else could it be? The colonel in Africa was eager to see the trouble, and when he saw that the Russians were not doing enough, he took action himself."

“Libya?”

"Obviously, the loss he suffered last time wasn't enough. This guy holds a grudge."

"Fuck, how dare he?"

"These unmarked MiG-29s were obviously disposable, and they were able to take out the President of the United States and Air Force One, which was clearly a win."

At this time, a voice came from the communicator.

"Air Force One, this is the Neptune Squadron from Lajes Air Force Base. We are approaching you and will meet you in two minutes."

President Marshall was a little anxious.

"Please collect the bodies for us in 2 minutes..."

Luke said in the communicator:

"Mr. President, you take control of the plane. Let Major Cowell cooperate with me to conduct electronic interference on the incoming aircraft and missiles."

Major Cowell immediately left the co-pilot's seat and went to the rear control console.

"Agent Dutton, this is Cowell, I'm ready."

"OK, Mr. President, I will disengage the autopilot now."

"receive."

Over the Atlantic Ocean.

"This is Team Neptune, Air Force One is turning and approaching us."

Inside the White House conference room, everyone held their breath, anxiously watching Air Force One's every move on the big screen.

Neptune Team consists of 6 F-15C fighter jets.

"Guys, jettison the drop tanks and speed ahead."

"receive……"

Six F6s dropped their auxiliary fuel tanks, turned on the afterburner mode, and flew towards Air Force One at full speed.

"Damn, they've got us targeted."

"Mr. President, hold on and wait for my signal before maneuvering."

The two MiG-29s first locked onto Air Force One and each fired an R-73 air-to-air missile.

At this time, President Marshall also received Luke's signal and piloted the huge body of Air Force One to perform tactical maneuvers.

Cowell also cooperated with Luke, releasing infrared jammers and turning on electromagnetic interference, rendering the MiG-29's onboard radar ineffective.

There was good news coming from the communicator.

"This is Team Neptune. Enemy aircraft have entered the maximum range of missiles. Each of you lock on to your target and fire freely."

"Yes, Sir~"

Six F6 fighter jets launched 15 missiles.

The AIM-120C long-range air-to-air missile flew towards the MiG-80 fighter more than 29 kilometers away with the fury of the Neptune team.