"Lin Dong boarded flight 46? Has this been confirmed?"

In the White House, in the Oval Office, Clinton's voice was low, but his tone was clearly agitated.

"Yes, Mr. President, it has been confirmed that Lin Dong did indeed board American Airlines Flight 46, flight number M102AC."

Garen calmly said:

“More than a month ago, we installed real-time video gravity sensors on the boarding pads of all American Airlines aircraft.”

“Every passenger who boards the plane will be detected by sensors as soon as they step through the cabin door.”

“25 minutes ago, Flight 46, which was flying from Australia to New York, received a special message from the camera gravity sensor at the cabin door.”

Daly raised a thick eyebrow: "Is there any image of gravity sensing, but no one passing by?"

"Yes, after sensor number 46 issued the warning, our technical staff confirmed it repeatedly."

Garen nodded:

"The instrument detected a weight of 148 jin (74 catties), which is equivalent to the weight of a standard male who is 180-185 cm tall, and it matches Lin Dong's characteristics very well."

"But in the split second that the gravity sensor activated, there was no corresponding human image on the boarding gate..."

"So, Lin Dong boarded the passenger plane undetected?!" Daley's voice trembled slightly. "Then the real 'Nuclear Winter Project' can be executed!"

"We are just waiting for your approval."

Garen opened his hands, which had been clasped together on the table, and emphasized his voice:

"We've been waiting for this opportunity for almost a year!"

“Since this opportunity is so rare, let’s execute the plan immediately,” Clington said. “The plane is over the Pacific Ocean and has another 18 hours of flight time; that’s plenty of time.”

Daly jumped to his feet: "I agree with the President's point of view. Implement the Nuclear Winter Plan immediately!"

"Director Galen, according to the plan, when is the most appropriate time for us to make our move?"

Galen replied, "Flight 46 will enter the stratosphere in an hour; that's the best time to launch..."

Daly exclaimed excitedly, "Great! I'll arrange for the Air Force at the Hawaii base to take off right away!"

"Mr. President, please prepare the nuclear code authorization."

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American Airlines Flight 46, a 737 aircraft, finally entered the stratosphere level flight phase after an hour and a half of flight.

The massive 737 aircraft resembled a clumsy bird high in the early morning sky.

About 50 kilometers to the northeast of the passenger plane, two silver-gray F-15 fighter jets, like two eagles hunting their prey, pierced through the clouds and roared toward the 737 passenger plane.

"Aircraft No. 1, Aircraft No. 1, target southwest, 49 kilometers away, has entered missile range."

"Unit 1 received. Unit 2, you can input the target parameters. Missile will be launched in 8 seconds."

"Unit 2 received!"

......

"Unit 1, target locked, launch?"

"emission!"

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Four AIM-7F (Sparrow) air-to-air missiles, spitting red flames, were launched from under the wings of the two fighter jets.

The missile flew head-on towards the 737 passenger plane at an angle of about 30 degrees.

The Sparrow missile can fly over the meter in just 100 seconds.

When the time came, the unsuspecting civilian airliner, faced with four air-to-air missiles, had no choice but to explode and crash.

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After launching their missiles, the two F-15s simultaneously performed a semi-circular maneuver at high altitude, returning along the same route they had come from.

"Number 1, missile launch complete. Should we continue tracking it throughout the entire process?"

"Number 2, no need. Our mission is complete. The order from above is to evacuate at full speed after launch."

"Number 1, understood. Evacuate now! This mission was too easy. I wonder who the important person is on the passenger plane? Why do they need four sparrows?"

"I don't know either, but... don't ask questions about things your superiors forbid. Soldiers are just following orders!"

"That's... number 1. Let's have a race to see who can get back to the refueling pump faster!"

"Okay, how much to bet this time?"

"20 US dollars."

"Then you'd better get your money ready!"

The two F-15s accelerated simultaneously and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

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First class cabin of an airliner.

Fat Philo was staring at Mary's slender, jade-like hand, which was holding a pen and scribbling down a series of phone numbers in his notebook.

His chubby face flushed red, and he felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, as if a cat's paw was rubbing against it.

“Miss Mary, your hands are so beautiful. It’s a waste that such beautiful hands are not used to play the piano.”

"Mr. Philo, can I really play the piano?"

"Of course, I've seen the hands of many excellent pianists, but their hands are nowhere near as beautiful or soft as yours."

"real?"

Why would I lie to you? Or... give me your hand so I can take a closer look?

“Well… alright, Mr. Philok.”

The fat man's heart fluttered, and he immediately pulled the woman's hands over to admire them closely.

"Tsk tsk tsk...So beautiful, so soft!"

He praised them as he gently stroked their hands with obvious delight...

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