At the entrance of the departure hall of JFK International Airport, a few armored vehicles were parked murderously.
Several anti-explosion special police officers were in groups of three. They raised their guns and entered the hall with their backs to each other, afraid that someone would shoot from any direction.
They were all wearing bulletproof vests and helmets, and their backs were blocked by their own people. From the looks of it, it was indeed foolproof.
However, this posture also blocked the exit tightly.
The CIA agents were mixed in with the crowd at the departure hall. Their hearts were burning with anxiety, but they couldn't find a chance to get out.
They knew that if they moved, the special police officers' semi-automatic submachine guns would shoot at them.
At this time, the airport dispatch and the flight control were also in chaos.
"… How many times have I told you! You have to be careful! Airport dispatch is such an important job, how can you make such a big mess! "
The director of the airport dispatch desk was scared out of his wits, but he still had to reprimand his subordinates patiently.
"People always make mistakes! You should trust the machines! Tell me, did you not use the automatic control system that our airport has just introduced?! "
This automatic control system was the same as the control system of driverless cars. It strived to achieve a seamless connection between airport dispatch and flights to reduce the possibility of manual errors.
Therefore, the work of the airport dispatch desk and flight confirmation was not done by humans, but by computers with a certain level of artificial intelligence.
Similarly, the computer system on the flight confirmed the information with the ground.
The staff at the airport dispatch desk were only responsible for maintaining the computers or dealing with additional requests and emergency measures.
For example, at the request of a certain organization, priority was given to certain passengers to disembark from the plane.
If it weren't for this, Gu Nianzhi and Lu Jin's plan wouldn't have been completed so seamlessly.
The situation of the two planes was like those cars that had been led into the ditch by the automatic navigation system. They thought they were heading towards the right destination, but in fact, they had deviated from their destination and stopped in a strange place.
The staff at the airport dispatch desk listened to the director's reprimand and said indignantly, "… It was the artificial intelligence that made a mistake! If it was really a human, how could it have made such a mistake?! "
To be precise, it was both computers that had made a mistake, which was why both of them were kept in the dark.
The director was shocked. "No way?! How could artificial intelligence make a mistake?! Did you remember wrongly?! "
"… Even if we all remember wrongly, what about the passengers on the plane? Did they also remember wrongly?! How could he not even remember his destination? Besides, he has an electronic ticket in his phone. Wouldn't he know the destination by taking it out and looking at it? "
Now, the electronic tickets were all sent to the mobile phone. When boarding the plane, they would take it out to check the bar code. The previous paper tickets had been completely canceled.
In theory, the more advanced the automation, the less likely it was to make mistakes.
But once he made a mistake, it would be an irreversible mistake.
The airport dispatcher's face darkened, and he didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he picked up the phone and called the CIA team leader.
"Mr. Vasim, we're in big trouble …"
He briefly explained what had happened and then said with a bitter face, "There was a problem with the computer communication system controlled by the artificial intelligence. They didn't notice that the plane's flight number and destination didn't match, so we didn't notice either …"
"What about the plane we're waiting for?! Where did he go?! "the black captain asked in a low voice.
"… Historical records show that the flight that stopped here was supposed to be heading to Newark International Airport, so the plane you are waiting for is most likely at Newark International Airport."
Because the flight route was like a radish, if a plane messed up its route, it would cause many other planes to be delayed.
There was no news of other planes being delayed, so they deduced that the real situation was that two flights that arrived at almost the same time had switched routes.
The black captain of the CIA team could no longer remain calm. He threw the latte in his hand onto the ground.
The coffee spilled all over the floor, alerting the highly nervous riot police.
Da da da da!
A hail of bullets came from the semi-automatic submachine gun.
The black CIA captain rolled forward to dodge the bullets and shouted, "We're on the same side! Don't shoot! "
He took out his ID.
He saw the CIA logo through his binoculars and hurriedly waved his hand to signal the riot police to lower their guns.
The black CIA captain walked over and whispered to the head of the riot police, "… They're Middle Easterners. You have to be careful of people who look Middle Easterners."
As the two of them spoke, a Middle Easterner in a white robe rolled out of the crowd. He took out a gun from under his white robe and fired at the row of floor-to-ceiling glass windows around the hall. Then, he pounced through the broken glass window.
His movements were so fast and fierce, coupled with the fact that the broken glass window caused glass shards to fly everywhere, the riot police subconsciously covered their faces and bodies with shields. No one thought of shooting.
While everyone was still in a daze, he successfully escaped from the sealed exit hall.
Behind him, two other people in white robes in Middle Easterners did the same. They shot through the glass window and rushed out.
The police's armored vehicles were parked in front of the three gates of the exit hall, blocking the entrance. They weren't prepared for this kind of trick.
It wasn't easy for the armored vehicles to turn around, but a few smart riot police reacted quickly. They immediately got on a police motorcycle and chased after the three people in white robes.
But the three people in white robes were very tacit. When they ran to a fork in the road, the three of them ran in three different directions.
There was only one police motorcycle chasing after them. No matter how hard they chased, they could only chase one person.
The motorcycle rider made a prompt decision and chased after the first person in white robes who rushed out of the hall.
Because this person was obviously the leader, but he was also the most cunning.
Not only did he run in circles in front, but he also ran to the tarmac.
There was a police Apache helicopter parked on the tarmac not far away.
The police on the helicopter had already come down to besiege the exit hall. Only a pilot was still on the helicopter.
The Middle Easterner in white robes was extremely brave. Chased by the police motorcycle behind him, he could still fight back while moving forward. It was as if he was leading the way to the armed helicopter.
Da da da da! Da da da da!
The semi-automatic submachine gun of the riot police on the police motorcycle was shot in the direction of the helicopter.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the pilot on the helicopter quickly started the helicopter. He planned to use the submachine gun on the armed helicopter to deal with the Middle Easterner in white robes after taking off!
But he was still a step too late. As soon as he fired the propeller, the man had already shot through the door of the helicopter and pounced in!
Before entering the cabin and landing, he raised his wrist and fired!
Bang!
It hit the helicopter pilot's arm.
This was also the only place where the helicopter pilot could shoot.
The helmet on his head could be bulletproof, and he was wearing a bulletproof vest to protect his body. There was also the entire pilot's chair to block bullets for him. Except for his exposed arm that was pulling the lever, there was really no other place where he could shoot.
The pilot wailed and grabbed his wrist. He could no longer continue to control the helicopter.
The Middle Easterner in white robes had already rushed behind him and knocked him out with another shot.
After unfastening his seat belt, he kicked him out of the helicopter. Then he locked the hatch, quickly pulled the lever up, and took off at the fastest speed!
Several special explosion-proof police on the police motorcycle held semi-automatic submachine guns and shot at the helicopter that had just taken off!
The fuselage of the helicopter suddenly looked like a hornet's nest.
But this kind of Apache armed helicopter was very sturdy. The fuselage was full of holes, but it did not hinder it from quickly taking off for combat.
The Middle Easterner in white robes who had obtained control of the Apache armed helicopter was like a tiger that had grown wings. He controlled the weapons on the helicopter and began to shoot down!
The few explosion-proof police had to quickly lie down on the ground. The police motorcycle behind them had already been blown up by the small howitzer on the armed helicopter!
The fuel tank was ignited, and with a loud bang, the entire police motorcycle was blown up into pieces, leaving only bursts of black smoke rising into the air.
The Middle Easterner in white robes was not in a hurry to escape. He actually drove the Apache armed helicopter toward the three armored vehicles at the exit hall entrance!
The submachine gun descended from the sky and fired. The bullets were so dense that the shells were everywhere.
Coupled with the howitzer that was constantly being fired, the firepower was very powerful.
The police in the armored vehicle couldn't stand the heat, and they hurriedly opened the cover and jumped out. Their legs and arms were shot several times, but it was better than being burned to death in the armored vehicle.
The people in the hall who came out of seclusion saw the apocalyptic scene outside, and they were all dumbfounded.
The CIB agents didn't even have time to react.
The combat power of these Middle Easterners was too strong!
"… Hurry up and call for military support!"
"Call for air force!"
"What are you waiting for?!"
The black captain of the CIB, Wasim, shouted at the police who were already scared to the point of peeing their pants.
Soon, the police's support arrived.
Several F-35 fighter jets whistled toward them aggressively, as if they were going to tear the Apache helicopter that dared to go against the police into pieces!
The Middle Easterner in white robes who was driving the Apache helicopter no longer wanted to fight. He skillfully piloted the Apache armed helicopter, made an incredible turn in the air, and then flew in the direction of Jimei Bay near the airport.
His speed was so fast that he almost rushed directly to the bay from a high altitude!
The F-35 fighter jets that were chasing from behind chased after him and even locked on with their missiles. However, the helicopter in front did not give them a chance. It plunged into the bay, causing water to splash all over the sky!
The heavy armed helicopter quickly sank below the surface of the sea.
In the cabin, the Middle Easterner in white robes took off his white robe, revealing the diving suit inside and the scuba gear on his back.
He also removed the disguise on his face, revealing his handsome Oriental face. It was Lu Yuan, who had come to JFK Airport to "cause a little trouble."
He picked up a hammer and smashed the closed window of the helicopter, got out of the hole, put the scuba breathing regulator on his face, swam out like a fish, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.
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This was the first update of the day: Chapter 1805, "Prepared."
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