Chapter 2 (1/2)
CHAPTER 2: Hijacking(2)
Ye Qian had long since grown numb to killing. He had killed at least 800 people and some estimated that 1000 had died at his hands. Ye Qian, the leader of the Wolf Fang Group was an urban legend in the mercenary community. The Wolf Fang Group was considered a weak group at establishment, as it only had ten members. However since the ‘wolf king’ Ye Qian had taken over the leaders.h.i.+p three years ago, the Wolf Fang Group underwent rapid expansion and became the strongest among all the mercenary armies.
His dominance was completed just a year ago, after the total collapse of the Xuebao who was once called the king of mercenaries. At that point Ye Qian became the overlord of the international mercenaries.
After successfully disposing of the two gangsters, Ye Qian leapt towards last gangster in the compartment. He directly seized the gun in the gangster’s hand and pulled the trigger. “Bang.” The gangster who had just turned around, found a bullet accurately lodged in his forehead. The pa.s.sengers cried out in panic immediately after the loud gunshot.
Ye Qian didn’t pay attention to the panicking pa.s.sengers, he leisurely walked towards the c.o.c.kpit, where the last gangster remained. If the gangster learned of his fellow gangster’s deaths before Ye Qian could finish him off, the consequence would be dreadful. After all, he was also armed with an AK47 and he could even have a bomb up his sleeve. If he was provoked, the situation could turn fatal.
“You go comfort them, I need to go inside!” Ye Qian said to the female attendants. He slowly approached the c.o.c.kpit with a gun in his hands. On his way there he recovered his dagger from inside the leader’s chest. Unexpectedly, the dagger didn’t have a trace of blood on it!
When he arrived at the c.o.c.kpit’s door, Ye Qian secretly looked inside. He saw the shorter gangster leisurely sitting on a nearby cola, next to a middle-aged man dressed in white. The shorter gangster didn’t notice Ye Qian as he continued to sip at his cola. The middle-aged man said to the gangster, “We really can’t turn around, we do not have enough oil to leave the country.” Obviously this middle aged man was the captain of the airplane.
The short and skinny gangster obviously wasn’t content with this explanation. He knew that he would be in big trouble if they landed in China, so he decided on another destination, “If we cannot fly back, just go in another direction, for example why don’t we land in T country or yn.” The shorter gangster said unwaveringly.
“But… We will be considered an enemy if we suddenly enter their airs.p.a.ce.” The captain helplessly said. A very complicated procedure was needed to enter another country’s airs.p.a.ce and land at their airport. If one didn’t complete these procedures, they would be lucky to get away with a forced landing. In the worst case scenario, they could be shot down by a missile.
“I don’t have much of a choice, and you must do what I tell you to do. If you start spouting so much nonsense, I’ll just shoot you dead.” The shorter gangster was p.i.s.sed off. He stood up abruptly while thrusting his game into the captain’s chest.
The captain helplessly sighed. This was the law of Jiang Hu, in the face of violence, the weak obeyed the strong. However following the gangster’s orders was his only real option; if he was able to land in another country’s airport, he might have a chance at survival. The captain immediately started using his radio.