Chapter 90
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Chapter 90: Hijacking Specialists
The cargo plane was heading south towards the Southern Federation and had just taken off from the Eastern Federation.
Wen Jing received this intelligence from Zhu Long. Last time, she asked Ying Zhao to clarify the current situation to Zhu Long and hinted that the Federation was about to collapse. This allowed Zhu Long to quickly plan and succeed in ousting the Federation from the Bureau Office. This information was Zhu Long’s reward to her.
After the Southern Federation officially declared war on the Western Federation a few days ago, it was now under full lockdown, frequently mobilizing military assets while also recruiting soldiers in large numbers. However, despite these visible activities, they had yet to engage in real combat, thanks in part to the negotiations by the Special Operations Department.
But the lack of actual battle was also due to the Southern Federation’s intention to divert the Western Federation’s attention while secretly sending people to the Eastern Federation to seize the Euyun family’s assets and resources to strengthen itself and prepare for future unification.
The Western Federation was aware of the Southern Federation’s intentions. Although its military power was relatively weaker, it was not ready to watch the Southern Federation consume the strategic resources accumulated by the Euyun family over the years. Therefore, it sent people to quietly disrupt the southern supply routes in the Eastern Federation, ensuring that the border could only be crossed by small low-float vehicles, rendering large transport trucks unusable.
However, despite the ground maneuvers, they could not hinder the Southern Federation’s transport planes. The Southern Federation had only one super-large transport plane like the Prometheus-355, which meant they could not continuously deliver supplies like ground transport vehicles; they could only make one trip after another. The Western Federation’s actions had at least managed to slow down the Southern Federation’s progress.
According to Wen Jing’s intelligence, the first batch of supplies being transported by the Prometheus-355 was scavenged from an old military fortress belonging to the Euyun family and was headed for the capital of the Southern Federation.
Wen Jing watched as the transport plane gradually approached, flanked by four escort aircraft; two were reconnaissance planes at the front left and rear right, while the other two were fighter jets. Given this formation, the cargo plane must be carrying valuable items, confirming they had arrived at the right place.
After observing the situation, Wen Jing raised her hand to activate the stealth mode on her fighter jet, adjusted course, and flew far behind the convoy of transport planes, keeping a distance of about a kilometer outside the maximum scanning range of the reconnaissance aircraft.
After following for a while, she gave a signal to Xue Zheng behind her, then accelerated to closely align with the left rear escort fighter, firing a shot that struck the cockpit. She swiftly maneuvered underneath the transport plane, circling to the right front to take down the leading escort fighter.
At that moment, the two reconnaissance aircraft detected an anomaly and immediately issued a warning. However, the escort fighters had already been eliminated. The reconnaissance aircraft discovered there was only one attacker; although in stealth mode, their wide-angle scans revealed her position.
Thus, the two reconnaissance planes decided to lock on and flank the attacker. Just as they confirmed their positions, they suddenly encountered a surge of electromagnetic interference that disrupted communication.
Although the reconnaissance planes were equipped with ammunition, their firepower was inferior to that of the fighter jets. With communication interrupted, the pilots became somewhat anxious.
Wen Jing didn’t give them a moment to think about breaking through. As the right reconnaissance flight was still adjusting its cannon position to aim at her, she pushed the control stick and accelerated directly above that reconnaissance aircraft, precisely hitting the nose.
Inside the cockpit, the pilot pressed the eject button after being hit, but the location of impact made it impossible for the cockpit to open smoothly. The pilot only managed to eject halfway before getting stuck, screaming as the falling plane took both him and the aircraft down.
At this point, three out of the four escort planes had been destroyed, and the last remaining reconnaissance plane’s pilot, seeing he was outmatched, made a smart decision to flee.
As Wen Jing dispatched the right reconnaissance plane, she flipped backward over the transport plane to the left. The left reconnaissance plane had already deviated from the escort route, turned west, and begun to escape at an astonishing speed.
Wen Jing let out a small huff and shifted her speed to supersonic, catching up to the fleeing reconnaissance aircraft. She fired at the cockpit cover, hitting it, and without pausing, quickly returned to the side of the transport plane.
The transport plane’s pilot noticed that all four escort aircraft had vanished and that communication was disrupted, making it impossible to send a distress signal to the ground. Feeling extremely uneasy, realizing they had encountered hijacking specialists, the pilots wished they could abandon the plane and eject, but it was a transport plane—they had no such option.
At that moment, the side cockpit cover quietly opened, and Xue Zheng jumped out gracefully, her combat wings unfurling against the wind. She circled around the back of the transport plane, finding it extremely large, as if it could fit several of their fighter jets.
She flew to the rear of the plane, secured herself around a cargo hold escape hatch, and pried the door open with her handy tools before climbing inside the cargo hold.
This delivery of supplies was fairly confidential, and there were not many accompanying crew members. Once inside the cargo hold, Xue Zheng used her laser gun to eliminate five mechanical operators, making her way to the cockpit. When she opened the cockpit door, both the Captain and the Co-pilot raised their hands in fright.
“Why are you raising your hands? Put them down!” Xue Zheng leaned against the door, aiming her laser gun at them. “You’re raising your hands while flying halfway! What do you intend to do?!” After noticing both pilots were from the Federation, she reiterated in Federation language that they should lower their hands.
The Captain was a middle-aged man with red hair. After hearing her words, he lowered his hands and tentatively said in standard Federation language, “Hello, ma’am. We are currently in cruise mode; raising our hands does not affect flying.”
“Oh, I forgot. No need to raise your hands then!” Xue Zheng didn’t lower her laser gun but instead scanned the cockpit situation while leaning against the door.
At that moment, Wen Jing’s fighter jet appeared in front of the transport plane and initiated communication. The Co-pilot, seeing this, cautiously glanced back at Xue Zheng, who nodded slightly. “Receive the communication.”
Soon, a cold voice came from the communication device in the cockpit: “This is the International Special Operations Department. You are suspected of smuggling military supplies, violating international military laws. You must return at once to a designated airport near your takeoff point for inspection.”
The two pilots exchanged glances; what was international military law? They had never heard of it.
However, with a laser gun pointed at them, they dared not question it. The Captain stammered, “We were just following orders and can comply with the return.”
“Mm, follow me.”
“Understood.”
Quickly, the fighter jet in front began to change direction, and the transport plane followed suit, steering back towards the Eastern Federation where they had loaded the supplies.
Seeing the hijacking proceed smoothly, Xue Zheng lowered her gun to rest her arms, but the Co-pilot, noticing that there were only the two of them and the situation felt off from the usual Special Operations Department style, exchanged glances with the Captain.
The Captain also noticed that Xue Zheng was carrying a signal jamming device and thought that if they could eliminate this armed person, they might send a distress signal to the ground. The ground must have discovered their loss of contact, and support aircraft were likely on the way. Given that the fighter jet had just eliminated four escort planes, they might be low on ammunition now, and with no other allies nearby, it was worth trying. The Captain subtly nodded at the Co-pilot.
The Co-pilot understood, unbuckled his seatbelt, and just as Xue Zheng sat down, hearing a noise, she looked up to see the Co-pilot standing. “What are you doing?”
“I… I want to use the restroom.”
“You can’t go. Hold it.”
Reluctantly, the Co-pilot sat back down but did not buckle his seatbelt. Instead, he silently pulled out the electric baton from the cockpit’s equipment and peered back at the situation using the cockpit’s viewing mirror.
As the plane continued for a while, Xue Zheng was just switching hands with her laser gun when the Co-pilot suddenly stood up again and lunged at her with blinding speed.
Wen Jing evaded to the side as she pulled the trigger, scoring a direct hit to the Co-pilot’s forehead. She quickly got up and pressed the gun against the Captain’s head, who raised his hands slowly again. “No… it wasn’t me who told him to do that; it’s not related to me!”
“I told you not to raise your hands.” Xue Zheng frowned, kicking the fallen Co-pilot aside, then walked to the co-pilot’s seat, shooting a glance at the Captain. “This guy is too unruly. Let me take over as your co-pilot.”
The Captain’s hands trembled slightly on the control stick. “I’m different from him; I’m an honest person.”
Half an hour later, Wen Jing piloted the transport plane to an inactive civil aviation airport. Once the plane landed and taxied for a while, Xue Zheng raised her hand and shot the Captain without hesitation, then looked at his body and coldly remarked, “An honest person? Only the dead are truly honest.” After that, she calmly turned and walked to open the cargo door for Wen Jing.
Although this airport was now no longer in use, it was evidently a stronghold for armed groups. Shortly after they landed, armed men approached them with guns drawn.
Wen Jing entered the cargo hold and scanned the inside, seeing tons of strategic reserve food and clean drinking water, along with vast supplies of medicines and power generation equipment—everything one could wish for.
After observing, she exited the cargo hold. Looking through the cockpit’s glass at the approaching armed individuals, she felt no surprise.
Calmly, she activated the loudspeaker and entered a set of encrypted communication codes on the communication panel. Soon after, the armed men all lowered their weapons simultaneously.
Wen Jing turned to Xue Zheng. “You stay here; I’ll go down.”
As she stepped out of the cargo plane, the armed men outside slightly receded, with only one middle-aged woman approaching with a smile: “Hello, I’m Dr. Elsie.”
Wen Jing examined the woman closely, confirming her appearance matched the advance information she received; she was indeed the granddaughter of Dr. Elsie, the founder of single-gender technology. Returning the smile, Wen Jing replied, “Hello, I hope we have arrived just in time.”
This scene at the airport was transmitted back to the Special Operations Department’s secret command post in the Southern Federation by a stealth drone. The news of the Prometheus-355’s mid-flight disappearance became known to both the Special Operations Department and the presidential office of the Southern Federation almost simultaneously.
At this moment, Yao Chi sat in front of the screen, observing the figure standing beside the cargo plane. Although her appearance was disguised, her walking posture was immediately recognizable. Pressing her fingers to her forehead, she gently sighed, “Wen Jing, you really know how to get me into trouble.”
