Chapter 156: May Allah bless you all!

  The plane continued flying without another bump, no matter how small.

  But the atmosphere of fear reached its peak with a gunshot sound coming from inside the cabin, and one timid passenger was so scared that he urinated in his pants, making the air inside even more unbearable.

  After seeing that all potential dangers had been removed, the flight attendant withdrew the knife that had been placed on Shen Yinbing's neck and tapped her cheek with the blade, smiling and saying: "Respected lady, I think you should understand what to do. Sincerely wishing you a pleasant journey, hoping you won't become the fifth death after three flight attendants and one deputy captain."

  Shen Yinbing's lips trembled and she couldn't say a word.

  The flight attendant looked at her with disdain and pushed the meal cart to Du La's front, working together to lift the dead air marshal onto the cart and heading towards the rear cabin.

  Shen Yinbing's mind went blank, and when she mechanically withdrew her gaze to look back, she saw a young man not far away from her left front. Taking advantage of Dula and the others going to deal with the corpse, Abu stayed in the driver's cabin and hadn't come out yet, he bent down and took out a handgun from his right ankle.

  When Shen Yinbing stared at him, the young man in a white shirt put his left index finger to his lips and made a silencing gesture. He crouched down like a cat and quickly ran towards the front door, hugging the seat.

  Shen Yinbing had never been a police officer and didn't understand aviation security, but she often saw in movies about plane crashes that after all the air marshals were harmed, people similar to plainclothes police officers would appear, turning the situation around with their individual strength - these people are usually 'moles' arranged by airlines, disguised as passengers, who only reveal themselves when unexpected events occur.

  No doubt, this young man must be the legendary 'Dark Stake'. Shen Yinbing's eyes immediately lit up. She nodded slightly and silently wished him well: May he have the skills of Li Lianjie or Zhen Zidan, and get rid of these damned hijackers!

  It seems that Shen Yinbing's blessing has taken effect. Just as Dula and the flight attendant walked out of the rear cabin, the young man dodged into the front cabin in time.

  Shen Yinbing and many silent passengers watching all this. At the same time, some people let out a sigh of relief, while others crossed themselves in prayer, hoping for God's blessing.

  The young man flashed into the front cabin, immediately dodging the camera and slowly moving towards the cockpit door while sticking to the bathroom door - he wanted to find a way to enter the cockpit and take down the terrorist holding an assault rifle. Get in touch with the ground immediately.

  As soon as the young man had just walked past the bathroom door, he heard a faint sound of opening coming from behind.

  He suddenly turned around, his hands flat and holding a gun, aiming at the person who walked out of the bathroom.

  A man in a suit came out of the bathroom, and upon seeing the gun pointed at him, he immediately raised his hands. His eyes were filled with great fear.

  A young man with a gun asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

  "I am a passenger, my name is Jiao Enzo."

  Jiao En's teeth began to chatter: "Don't, don't kill me, I absolutely won't ruin your affairs, believe me!"

  The young man slowly lowered the handgun: "Oh. So you're a passenger. Never mind, I won't kill you. Oh, right, you'd better get back into the bathroom."

  "What's wrong?" Jiao Enzuo asked tensely.

  The young man's face was heavy, he glanced at the bloodstain in front of the flight attendant's rest room door and said in a low voice: "Someone hijacked the plane, the flight attendants and air marshals were all killed, the terrorists are holding the captain hostage. You'd better hide in the bathroom for now, don't come out yet."

  The young man finished speaking, holding a pistol in one hand and supporting his right elbow with his left hand, slowly making his way to the cockpit door along the cabin wall.

  He had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt a bad feeling behind him. Before he could react, his mouth was covered and then he felt a pain in his neck. A crisp "click" sound rang out - and then he saw his own back, and Jiao Enzuo, who had released his head and was smiling at him.

  Then he fell thoroughly into boundless and endless darkness.

  ——

  Like many passengers, Shen Yubing began to pray for him as soon as he saw the young man with a gun flash into the front cabin, wishing her success.

  Completely controlling the cabin, Dula and the flight attendant each held a gun, one stayed at the rear cabin door, and the other slowly walked towards the front cabin.

  With her head hung low, Shen Yinbing watched as the flight attendant's long legs in high heels walked by and closed her eyes to pray silently: Please don't let this woman go to the front cabin, please don't.

  Unfortunately, Shen Yinbing and many people's prayers did not have any effect, and the flight attendant walked into the front cabin a few minutes later.

  Immediately, Shen Yinbing and others were ready for the sound of gunfire, even two people fighting to the death.

  But contrary to expectations, the flight attendant had been in the front cabin for over five minutes and none of these things happened.

  Did he quietly finish off the flight attendant?

  Many people had this idea in their minds when a desperate voice came from the speakers around the cabin.

  The voice was that of the flight attendant, still sweet and gentle: "Respected passengers, I have an unfortunate announcement to make. This flight from Kuala Lumpur to Huaxia's capital, with its final destination being Jinnan, has been hijacked by us. On behalf of Dongtu (you all understand what these two words mean), I sincerely apologize to everyone. However, please do not panic and we hope that you will cooperate with us silently, so that we won't have to harm any of the hostages. Next, I will play a video recording for everyone, and I believe you will all understand."

  Shen Yinbing and others looked up, subconsciously glancing at the LCD screen hanging on one side of the front cabin door.

  Soon, a clear video appeared on the screen.

  There are three men wearing camouflage uniforms on top, all of whom wear black hoods on their heads. Two of them have a strong and tall stature, while one is slender and tall. They all wear large combat boots. The person in the middle does not hold any weapons, but the two people beside him hold "high-quality and affordable" AK-47 assault rifles in their arms.

  The person in the middle raised his hand and spoke, but it was a very pleasant female voice, only cold: "Ladies and gentlemen, when you see this video, it means that flight MH456 from Kuala Lumpur to Huaxia has been hijacked by us. Here, please allow me to introduce our identity first, we are from the East Turkestan Liberation Organization. The motive of our hijacking this time is that we hope the Huaxia authorities can unconditionally release our organization's leader, Buybuyti, who was secretly arrested by Huaxia agents last September."

  For the Eastern Turkestan organization, whether on the Internet or in TV news, their figures are "active", and the Chinese people as well as the East Asian people are not unfamiliar with them. They know that this is a group of fanatics who try to split China's territorial integrity, and their existence is for creating various separatist activities and terrorist attacks against northwest China.

  Those present at the scene never thought in their dreams that they would hijack this flight.

  Although this flight is not a Chinese plane, more than 70% of the over 300 passengers on board are Chinese citizens. They use these people to coerce the Chinese authorities. It can be said that it has been "correct" to the extreme.

  Moreover, the most important thing is that the plane was not a Huaxia Airlines aircraft and was not in Huaxian airspace at the time, so even if the Huaxian authorities could react quickly, they would still be unable to mobilize military forces across national borders.

  These terrorists took advantage of these two points, so they started carefully planning this hijacking operation from last September and achieved a 'near-perfect' success.

  The video continues, with the woman inside saying: "This video will be broadcast live to the world in half an hour through Al Jazeera. Honorable gentlemen and ladies, I think from this moment on, you should pray to Allah that the Chinese authorities unconditionally release Ma Yueran."

  "Pausing for a moment, the woman said: 'Finally, I want to say that our patience is limited. For every day the Huaxia government delays, someone will pay with their life. On the first day, one person will die; on the second day, two people will die; on the third day, three people will die, and so on, until Mai Mai Ti is unconditionally released. If the Huaxia government still refuses to understand - I'm sorry, all 300+ hostages on this flight will become sacrifices for Mai Mai Ti.'"

  The woman said, raising her right hand. The two men standing behind her immediately raised their AK-47s. A deep voice offscreen intoned: "May God bless you!"

  Then the video disappeared and some snowflake dots appeared on the screen.

  The video had been turned off for a long time, and the cabin was still quiet, until a female tourist's low sobbing sound came on.

  Suppressed cries and fear spread like a plague, wails filled the air.

  Shen Yinbing covered her mouth with her hand, tears streaming down her face as she thought about how she was only 23 years old this year, like a flower bud that hadn't had time to bloom yet, but somehow got wrapped up in this terrifying incident.

  She didn't know what to do, feeling both scared and lonely, subconsciously hugging her knees tightly, with tearful eyes looking out at the seats outside.

  At this time, she suddenly thought: Where's Jiao Enzuo? He has been gone for a long time to the front cabin bathroom, why hasn't he come back yet, could it be that he was shot by Abu?

  Thinking of Jiao Enzuo possibly being harmed, Shen Yinbing felt guilty again: originally he didn't need to be involved in this terrifying storm, just because he pursued her, so it was just right.

  "Why didn't I listen to Hong Jie's words and find enough reasons to refuse him from coming with me to Malaysia, then he wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing!"

  Shen Yinbing was both afraid and regretful, and also had an inexplicable hatred: "If that stinky Gao Fei had followed me, he wouldn't have come! Now look, we're all going to die, but he's still alive and well, it's just not fair! Hmph, after getting this news, he'll definitely be overjoyed and leave me, he'll definitely do that!"

  "Hurry up and get back to your seat, or you'll be the first to die!"

  Just as Shen Yin was scolding Gao Fei in her heart, the flight attendant's stern voice came from the front: "Do you think hiding in the bathroom can save you from this disaster? You're dreaming, hurry up!"

  Shen Yinbing raised her head, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared in her sorrowful eyes: Jiao Enzuo was not dead, he was still alive!

  Jiao Enzuo, who was kicked hard by the flight attendant, raised his hands high and stumbled out of the front cabin with a stagger.

  Seeing Jiao Enzuo still alive, Shen Yinbing couldn't help but forget her fear, hastily standing up: "Enzuo, over here, come!"