Hello, Mr. Major General

A few armored vehicles parked murderously at the gate of the exit hall of JFK International Airport.

Several anti-explosive special police officers who were waiting in a group of three, holding their guns, entered the hall back to back, for fear that the cold-gunner would appear in which direction.

They are all wearing bullet-proof vests and bullet-proof helmets, and their backs are blocked by their own people. From the posture, they are indeed foolproof.

But this posture also blocked the exit tightly.

Those CIA agents were mixed among the pick-up crowd in the exit hall, anxious, but could not find a chance to go out.

They knew that as long as they moved, the semi-automatic micro-charges of the special police would shoot over.

At this time, the airport scheduling and flights are also about to turn the sky over.

"...How many times have I told you! Be careful when you do things! How can you poke such a big basket with such an important task as airport dispatching!"

The director of the airport dispatching desk was frightened himself, but he had to be patient and reprimand his subordinates.

"People always make mistakes! You should rely on machines! Say, are you not using the automatic control system that our airport just introduced?!"

This kind of automatic control system is the same as the control system of unmanned vehicles, trying to realize the seamless connection between airport dispatch and flight, and reduce the possibility of manual error.

Therefore, the work of their airport dispatch desk and flight confirmation information is not done by humans, but by computers with certain artificial intelligence.

Similarly, the computer system confirms the information with the ground on the flight.

The airport dispatch staff is only responsible for maintaining the computer, or coping with some additional requirements and emergency measures.

For example, at the request of an organization, give priority to certain passengers to disembark and so on.

If this were not the case, the plans of Gu Nianzhi and Lu Jin would not be completed so seamlessly.

The conditions of the two planes at this time are just like those of the cars that were brought into the ditch by the automatic navigation system. They thought they were heading towards the correct goal, but in fact they deviated from their destination and stopped in an inexplicable place.

The staff of the airport dispatching station listened to the supervisor's reprimand, and said unconvincedly: "...It is the fault of artificial intelligence dispatching! If it is really a human, how could it be such an oolong?!"

To be precise, it was the computers on both sides that made mistakes that kept both of them in the dark.

The supervisor was taken aback: "No?! How can artificial intelligence go wrong?! Didn't you remember it wrong?!"

"...Even if we all remember it wrong, what about the passengers on the plane? They collectively remember it wrong?! People don't even remember their destination? Besides, there are e-tickets in their mobile phones. Take them out to see the purpose. Do you know the ground?"

Now e-tickets are all sent to mobile phones, and when you get on the plane, you can check the barcodes. The previous paper tickets have been completely cancelled.

In theory, the more advanced and automated things are, the less likely they are to make mistakes.

But once you make a mistake, it is an irreparable mistake.

The director of the airport dispatching desk turned half black and had no words for a long time. Finally, he picked up the phone and directly called the captain of the CIA team.

"Mr. Wasim, it's a big deal..."

He simply told what happened, and then said bitterly: "There was a problem with the computer response system controlled by artificial intelligence. They did not find that the flight number and the destination did not match, so we did not find either..."

"What about the plane we are waiting for?! Where did you go?!" The black captain asked in a low voice.

"...Historical records show that the flight parked here should have been to Newark International Airport, so the plane you are waiting for is probably now at Newark International Airport."

Because the flight route is a carrot and a pit, if an aircraft disrupts the route, it will cause many aircraft delays.

Now there is no news of other aircraft delays, so they infer that the real situation is that two flights arriving at almost the same time have switched routes.

The black captain led by the CIA can no longer calm down.

The coffee spilled all over the ground, and it also alarmed the highly nervous explosion-proof police there.

Da Da Da Da!

A shuttle bullet fired from the semi-automatic blast.

The black captain of the CIA rolled forward to avoid the opponent's bullet and said loudly: "Your own person! Don't shoot!"

He took out his credentials.

The other party saw the CIA's certificate mark through the binoculars and waved his hand to let the explosion-proof policeman on his side lower his gun.

The black captain of the CIA stood up and walked over and whispered to the head of the explosion-proof police: "...The other party is a Middle Easterner. You must pay attention to the Middle Eastern-looking people among these people."

The two were talking when a Middle Eastern man in a white robe rolled out of the crowd, took out a gun from under the white robe, shot it at a row of floor-to-ceiling windows around the hall, and followed the pierced glass. Pounced out over the window.

His actions were so swift and swift, coupled with piercing the glass window and causing glass shards to fly around. The explosion-proof policemen subconsciously blocked their heads, faces and bodies with shields, and no one wanted to shoot.

Taking advantage of everyone's stupefaction, he successfully escaped from the blocked exit hall.

Following him, two more Middle Eastern dressed in white robes painted a gourd like this, punched through the glass window, and rushed out.

The police's armored car was parked in front of the three gates in the exit hall, blocking the door strictly, and did not watch out for such harassment operations.

It is not easy for an armored vehicle to turn around, but a few clever explosion-proof police responded quickly, and immediately got on a police motorcycle and chased the three men in white robes in front.

But these three white-robed men had a tacit understanding. When they reached a fork in the road, they all ran in three different directions.

Only one police motorcycle was chasing behind. No matter how you chase, you can only chase one person.

The motorcycle rider made a decisive decision and chased after the first white-robed man who rushed out of the hall.

Because this man is obviously the boss, but he is also the most cunning.

He not only ran around the curve in front, but also ran to the tarmac.

There happened to be an Apache armed helicopter from the police on the tarmac not far away.

The police on the helicopter had already come down to besiege the exit hall, and only one pilot was still on standby on the plane.

This white-robed Middle Eastern man was extremely brave. He was chased by police motorcycles behind him. He was able to fight back while advancing, and came under the helicopter gunship as if leading the way.

Da Da Da Da!Da Da Da Da!

The semi-automatic slight impact of the explosion-proof police on the police motorcycle behind was led by him and shot in the direction of the helicopter.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the pilot on the helicopter quickly started the helicopter, planning to use the submachine gun on the helicopter gun to deal with the white-robed Middle Easterner after taking off!

But he was still a step slower, and as soon as he hit the propeller, the man had already shot through the helicopter door and jumped in!

Raise your wrist before entering the cabin and shoot!

boom!

Right in the arm of the helicopter pilot.

This is also the only place that helicopter pilots can hit.

The helmet on his head is bulletproof, he wears a body armor to protect his body, and the entire driving chair blocks bullets for him. Apart from the exposed arm that pulls the operating lever, there is really no other place to hit.

The pilot wailed and held his wrist, and could no longer control the helicopter.

The Middle Eastern man in a white robe rushed behind him and knocked him out with another shot.

After unfastening the seat belt on his body, he kicked him off the helicopter, then locked the door, quickly raised the operating lever, and lifted off at the fastest speed with maximum horsepower!

Several explosion-proof special police officers on the police motorcycles that came after them took a semi-automatic dash, and fired at the helicopter that had just lifted off!

The fuselage of the plane was hit like a hornet's nest.

But this kind of Apache helicopter gunship is very reliable and hard to build. The fuselage was hit with pits and bumps, but it did not prevent it from flying quickly into the air.

The white-robed Middle Easterners who had gained control of the Apache helicopter gunship were now even more powerful, manipulating the weapons on the plane and began to shoot down!

The explosion-proof police had to rush to the ground, and the police motorcycle behind them was blown up by the small howitzer on the gunship!

The fuel tank was ignited, and only a loud bang was heard. The entire police motorcycle was blown apart, leaving only a burst of black smoke rising into the air.

The white-robed Middle Easterner was not in a hurry to escape. He actually drove the Apache gunship to the three armored vehicles at the gate of the exit hall and rushed past!

The submachine gun fired from the sky, the bullets were airtight, and the shells were everywhere.

Coupled with the continuous projection of howitzers, the firepower is full of strength.

The policeman in the armored car couldn't stand the heat. He opened the lid in a panic and jumped out. He was shot several times on his leg and arm, but it was better than being burned inside the armored car.

Everyone in the exit hall was stunned when they saw the same situation as the Doomsday War outside.

The CIA agents did not respond.

These Middle Easterners are so powerful!

"...Hurry up and call for military support!"

"Call the Air Force!"

"What are you waiting for?!"

Vasim, the black captain of the CIA, yelled at the policeman who was about to pee.

Soon, the support of the police arrived.

Several F-35 fighters approached with howling noises, menacingly, as if to tear the Apache helicopter that dared to oppose the police to pieces!

The white-robed Middle Eastern man driving the Apache helicopter was no longer in love at this time, and he drove the Apache armed helicopter proficiently, turned an incredible bend in the air, and then flew toward the Jimega Bay near the airport. Past.

His speed was so fast that he almost rushed to the bay from high altitude!

The F-35 fighters chasing from behind chased it and hit it hard, and even the missiles were locked, but the helicopter in front only gave them a chance to plunge into the bay, causing a lot of water!

The heavy gunship quickly sank below the surface of the sea.

In the cabin, the white-robed Middle Eastern man took off his white robe, revealing the diving suit inside and the scuba behind him.

He easily removed the disguise from his face, revealing his handsome and vicissitudes of eastern face, it was the way far to "make a little mess" at Kennedy Airport.

He took the hammer and smashed the airtight window of the helicopter, got out of the hole, put the scuba regulator on his face, swung his legs, and swam out like a fish. Disappearing in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.

This is today's first update: Chapter 1805 "Come Prepared".

Remind everyone of the monthly and recommended tickets!

The second shift at eight o'clock in the evening.

Meme da, big brothers and little angels~~~

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