There were 215 passengers on the plane, along with other crew members.
Most importantly, the plane's flight path was very abnormal. If it followed this trajectory, it would definitely affect nearby passengers who were boarding.
He tried to control the plane with his full power field, but it didn't work.
The aircraft itself was too heavy, and with the added inertia, he simply couldn't hold it.
It took about one second from leaving my own plane to reaching the nose of this plane.
He gripped the nose of the machine with both hands raised high and began to exert force.
A creaking sound reached his ears; this was the fuselage at the nose of the plane deforming under the reaction force.
And the raised hands, due to the force, directly pierced into the machine head.
No, if we do that, it's the same as him colliding with the plane, and the result will be the same.
It detaches itself from the nose, flies high and then to other parts, colliding with the aircraft repeatedly at a very high frequency.
Nose, fuselage, landing gear, tail, etc.
Everywhere bore the marks of his impact.
The passengers in the cabin did not feel the impact; in their panic, they only felt that the plane seemed to have regained its balance.
The reason is simple: the high-frequency impacts on these points, with very short time intervals, make it seem as if all these points are being acted upon by an external force.
"This trick is still the most effective. The kind of thing you see in movies where they just poke the nose of the plane is just a stupid design by the director!"
I first learned how to operate the camera by watching movies.
Unexpectedly, it didn't work at all. In desperation, he used his intelligence and resourcefulness. Fortunately, he knew how to adapt; otherwise, even if he had punctured a hole in the plane, he probably wouldn't have been able to save so many people.
The people in the cabin were still making a ruckus, and everyone's face was filled with the fear of death.
Some people had even huddled together, ready to accept the cruelest reality. But after waiting for a long time, it seemed like a year, everyone felt a sudden inertia and then the plane came to a stop.
To the onlookers, the plane's flight pattern was simply bizarre.
It was originally tilted with its wings at nearly 20 degrees, and the angle between its nose and the ground must have exceeded 45 degrees. But as it flew, it seemed to be subjected to some external force and it regained its balance.
It regained its balance and landed on the ground with barely any movement.
Those watching from afar, including airport staff and even Zhang Xiaoming, rubbed their eyes, some even wondering if they were seeing things.
"Honey, does it hurt?"
"Ouch, why are you pinching me?"
"What happened to that plane? You saw it too, right?"
A woman wearing glasses, somewhat disbelieving, pinched her husband.
"I saw it. I don't know what happened either. Maybe it's... the magnetic field?"
Seeing his wife's furrowed brow, the man quickly changed his excuse, "That's quantum mechanics!"
"..."
The young couple weren't the only ones with this question; everyone around them shared the same expression and feeling.
After the plane came to a stop, rescue workers and staff rushed to the scene...
What happened next was beyond Gao Feng's control. After ensuring that no one had any major problems, he quietly left.
No one found any trace of him, but the large hole he left in the nose of the plane still stunned the rescuers for a long time:
What's going on?
How would I know?
"The plane didn't crash into the ground, could it have encountered a UFO?"
Another staff member rolled his eyes at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get back to work!"
...
After this incident, Xiaoming dared not stay at the airport any longer.
He grabbed Gao Ang and headed towards the parking lot, saying, "Let's go, let's go. This place is too dangerous. My life doesn't matter, but you're worth a fortune!"
Gao Ang reluctantly followed him, jogging forward and unlocking the toilet door as he did so.
"And what about this plane?"
"Put it here. You have a pass, right? You can come over anytime without having to queue."
"Actually, I want to take this plane back."
"Take it back?"
Xiao Ming didn't react for a moment, "Where to put it?"
"Changming Island is next to the island I live on. I have a place there, so I just need the construction team to mark out a spot for me."
"Brother, are you kidding me? This is an airplane, not a tractor!"
Xiao Ming really thought the person in front of him was a weirdo. He was smart and good at inventing, but his thought process was really different from that of ordinary people.
Why can't you just leave the plane at the airport properly? Why bring it back to your crappy island?
Is it because he's afraid he's not flashy enough, or does he want to plant a time bomb next to him?
Such a big guy, such a big target, don't you know how many people are your target?
Of course, Xiaoming could only complain to himself; he couldn't say these things out loud.
"I need to make some modifications. Your aircraft looks good, but it doesn't suit my personal usage habits. By the way, after I make the modifications, will I have to do a quality inspection again?"
"Of course we need it, otherwise how can we fly? But it doesn't have to be that complicated. I can give you a back door, but let's be clear from the start: if you try anything funny, we definitely won't let you pass."
"Relax, I'm just decorating it to my personal taste. How about it, can I drive over there?"
"Your little island?"
"Um."
"Then you should at least be able to land, this isn't a helicopter..."
Gao Ang nodded and immediately called Section Chief Zhang to explain his request. Section Chief Zhang naturally agreed.
The villa research institute on Changming Island is nominally a health resort, so setting up an airport there... isn't too much to ask, it'll make travel more convenient.
"All done. Let's make a simple one first. It should be done by tomorrow. Ask those pilots to work a little harder."
He patted Xiaoming on the shoulder, got into his beat-up little car, and drove back to Changying Island.
Yan Jianjian. Taking advantage of the gap in the construction of the temporary runway, Gao Gao constructed several biological components, and then spent some time deploying them to several locations that interested him.
Bermuda, Lamovic's underwater estate, and especially Death Valley, were among his top priorities.
It hasn't been long, just a few days, and Death Valley has already been almost completely cleaned up by the Dort family.
Not a single dead body was seen, and the traces of the last major battle had been mostly cleared away.
For the first time, Gao Ang was amazed by the efficiency of the people of the mountain country.
When he deployed these things in Death Valley, he also discovered a problem: the detection range of the space weapon inside seemed to be limited.
As long as he doesn't go within a 10-kilometer radius, the staff inside behave normally.
As soon as he got within that distance, the newcomers became like nervous monkeys, loading their guns and even running into the shelter.
To avoid being dealt with by that weapon again, Gao Feng stealthily flew to an altitude of ten kilometers and then began throwing things down.
After calculations considering factors such as wind force and air friction coefficient, it was determined that the biological components, falling from a great height, were safely embedded in the rocks of Death Valley.
To facilitate the installation of these biological components, he also specially made many artificial stones.
Therefore, the staff in Death Valley would see many stones falling from the sky, sparks and lightning all the way.
"My God, how can we have such a beautiful view here?"
This is clearly the exclamation of a lovesick girl.
"The weather bureau didn't say there would be a meteor shower."
This is what a slightly more rational person would say.
"Notify the personnel outside to inspect the fallen objects."
This is what Ivanda, or Lillian, said.
Since what happened last time, she hasn't left this underground base; she eats, drinks, and relieves herself all here.
According to her father, an unknown force had their eyes on them.
They're operating in the shadows, while we're in the open; we have to be sneaky and wait for this unknown force to come to us.
Just as Gao Feng had guessed, they did have a secret weapon.
However, this weapon has a fatal flaw: they are simply not fully controllable.
After so many years of exploration, they have only grasped a little bit of the basics.
According to their speculation, this weapon must be incredibly powerful; the functions they have developed so far may not even be one ten-thousandth of its original capabilities.
They figured out two functions: detection and jamming.
They didn't really understand the principles behind the so-called detection; they only knew that there was something like a radar on it.
The so-called interference is actually just interference in space.
They also discovered that this was a space weapon, which is why they set up this base here.
Oh, right, this weapon can't be moved yet...
This is also why the security chief was somewhat embarrassed when talking about activating Level 1 protection.
It sounds impressive, but it's actually pretty useless...
The patrolmen quickly returned with their findings: the biological components that Gao Feng had deployed.
He deployed a total of 100, covering most of Death Valley.
Of those, only three or five were found by Ivanda's men.
Looking at the lump of flesh inside the transparent box, Ivanda was somewhat confused. "This?"
"Yes, we found this thing 2 meters underground, and there were five similar ones in total, all of which we brought back; we suspect there should be more, and I have arranged for people to continue searching."
The newly arrived security manager spoke very seriously.
"And the conclusion?"
Ivanda pointed to the transparent box, his face expressionless.
His men were all dead, and he barely knew the new ones, so it was no wonder he couldn't show any emotion.
"Based on our initial assessment, this appears to be carbohydrates, which is what we commonly refer to as 'meat'..."
At this point, the person in charge glanced at Ivanda, who remained expressionless, and could only continue, "We initially suspected it might be some kind of biological weapon, but after multi-dimensional analysis, it has been proven that it is just a piece of ordinary meat, or rather, a piece of meat with a molecular structure different from ordinary meat..."
That's it?
Ivanda's expression finally softened, revealing a hint of impatience: "I've been waiting for so long, and you're telling me this is a piece of meat? Are you kidding me?"
"Well, this piece of meat is different from ordinary meat. It's extremely hard, practically impervious to knives and spears, and it's also a conductor at room temperature..."
Upon hearing this, Ivanda raised an eyebrow, indicating that it had piqued her interest. "Let the lab study it carefully; it might be of some use."
...
While Ivanda and the others were studying the biological components that Gao Ang had thrown down, Gao Ang was playing video games with Wan Xinyue...
At 10 p.m., my phone popped up with a message from my older brother, Gaoyuan, requesting a video call.
Gao Ang didn't turn off YY voice chat and immediately answered the call.
"Hey bro, it's daytime where you are, right?"
"Yes, I just checked in. I don't think I'll be able to go back this year. Are you going back?"
"Look, the situation is a bit tense now. We might have to spend the New Year here. By the way, is everything alright where you are now? I heard from my friend that there was a fight going on there a while ago?"
Gao Feng pretended not to know anything and asked a question.
"Hey, I've been wanting to tell you this for a while now. It's a huge event, but I can't tell you the specifics because we've all signed confidentiality agreements."
Brother Gao shook his head. It's really painful to have secrets you can't share with others.
“They won’t even let us use our cell phones. If I call your aunt and the others, I’ll be monitored. Right now, there are people next to me.”
Brother Gao nodded to the side.
"Then... what's the point of you video chatting with me?"
"I can't go back now. I was thinking if you went back, could you help me look after my house? The old house is going to be torn down and rebuilt, right? Could you find someone to take good care of it..."
After talking for a while, Gao Ang finally understood what his older brother meant. "Is that all? No problem, if I can go back, I'll go take a look."
"There's something else. Did you make that thing?"
"What is that?"
Gao Ang was playing a game and didn't realize what his boss was saying.
"It's the one that stimulates crop growth. I saw something called 'Gaoyang' on it, is that you?"
"Oh, right, it was me. I just messed it up, it was all luck, all luck."
Gao Ang then understood what his elder brother meant.
"You little brat..."
Gao Yuan pointed at him, hesitated, then thought for a moment and said nothing, "Alright, go do your thing."
Hearing that this was over, Lao Wan asked, "Are you going back to your hometown to build a house?"
“It wasn’t me, it was my older brother. The older generation believes in returning to one’s roots. No matter how successful you are outside, you still have to go back to your hometown in the end.”
"You talk like your older brother is some big shot..."
“He’s about seven or eight years older than me, and his ideas are a bit different from ours. Although he has a house in the suburbs of Kyoto and has transferred his household registration there, he regrets it now and is thinking of changing it back… I told him, wouldn’t it be better to keep it for the kids’ schooling? If he wants to go back to his hometown to retire, that’s fine too. Anyway, my household registration is in my hometown, and so are my uncle’s. We all have land for building houses, so it would be nice to build a small villa sometime…”
As he talked, Gao Ang began to sketch out his life in his old age.
Old Wan would occasionally chime in, but Gao Ang did most of the talking.
"Sigh, now that you mention it, I'm starting to not want to go to the office."
Old Wan sighed, somewhat losing interest.
"Don't be like that, you can't compare to me. I'm single, free-spirited and love freedom. You girls are better off in big cities, shopping and watching movies with your besties, having a higher level of taste, it's great."
Just as Gao Ang was comforting Lao Wan, Qian Sui walked over and made a gesture to him, indicating an emergency.
"Old Wan, it's getting late, you should get some rest. I have something to do."
After Lao Wan quit the game, Gao Ang asked, "What happened?"
"The Aoli Group has probably made a move. According to Skynet monitoring, there has been a large-scale power outage in He Country,"
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