Facing Chen Jinzhao's stern words, the flight attendant and the others could only comply.
However, the flight attendant still said, "Mr. Chen, can we help you? I believe everyone can contribute their own bit of strength, and perhaps it can change the outcome."
Chen Jinzhao said without hesitation, "No need. I'll handle this dangerous task."
"But..." The flight attendant's eyes welled up.
"Clearly, Mr. Chen is the one who needs to be protected. How can we be at ease?"
Chen Jinzhao smiled and said, "As long as we can survive, it doesn't matter who pays the price or makes the sacrifice."
"You should all go back and sit down."
"If I fail to eliminate the danger on the plane, please forgive me."
The flight attendant's voice choked, "Please be careful, Mr. Chen, and make sure to come back alive."
Chen Jinzhao grunted.
Under the gaze of the flight attendants, Chen Jinzhao activated the emergency equipment on the plane and opened the door. Due to the pressure difference, Chen Jinzhao was almost swept out of the cabin. Fortunately, he firmly held onto the handrail of the cabin door, otherwise, he would have been falling rapidly.
At the same time.
Chen Jinzhao could already feel the temperature outside. The wind blowing on his face felt like being cut by knives!
It made Chen Jinzhao tremble.
The circulation of blood in his body slowed down significantly, even showing signs of coagulating.
Chen Jinzhao gritted his teeth and climbed out of the cabin into the fierce cold wind. The sudden change in cabin pressure affected the plane's flight, indirectly impacting Chen Jinzhao and nearly throwing him out into the sky from tens of thousands of meters.
It had only been a dozen seconds, and Chen Jinzhao already felt like he was freezing to death.
The temperature outside was a chilling minus thirty to forty degrees Celsius. Although Chen Jinzhao had put on two extra layers of clothes, they were of no use.
The pilot seemed to have realized this and immediately reduced the cruising altitude, making it less difficult for Chen Jinzhao.
Chen Jinzhao gritted his teeth, not daring to linger outside.
He quickly crawled onto the left wing to inspect it, and almost got sucked into the engine, forcing Chen Jinzhao to be even more careful and cautious.
After spending five minutes inspecting one side, there were no results.
Through the window, he could see the flight attendant shouting something at him, but due to the deafening noise of the wind, Chen Jinzhao could not hear anything. However, he could roughly guess that the flight attendant wanted him to return to the cabin to rest. But Chen Jinzhao knew that he might only have fifteen minutes left.
There was no time to spare.
His limbs were already numb, as if they didn't belong to him.
Even so, Chen Jinzhao could only grit his teeth and move forward. He laboriously climbed onto the top of the plane, where the wind was even more violent, and Chen Jinzhao was almost blown away by the strong gusts several times.
After spending a few more minutes inspecting the top of the plane, he still couldn't find the timed bomb.
This made Chen Jinzhao hesitant.
Could it be that Jiang Yangping didn't install a timed bomb on the plane?
As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Chen Jinzhao shook his head and dismissed it. Besides this method, the only other option would be to shoot it down with a missile, which would have extremely severe consequences, so it definitely wouldn't be Jiang Yangping's first plan.
There must be a bomb, he just hadn't found it.
By this time, Chen Jinzhao noticed that the skin on his palms had turned purplish-red, and there were even several bleeding wounds.
Since his hands were frozen, Chen Jinzhao hadn't noticed.
Rumble!
Chen Jinzhao heard the roar of another engine and immediately turned his head in the direction of the sound. When he saw the scene before him, his heart sank.
Two large fighter jets had arrived.
Their target seemed to be him?
"Jiang Yangping is so audacious to deploy such force against me?" Chen Jinzhao's face turned grim.
The two fighter jets approached very closely, looking as if they intended to use their hard wings and tail fins to rip open the fuselage of the plane Chen Jinzhao was on.
In the face of such behemoths, human strength was too insignificant to have any substantial effect.
Chen Jinzhao sighed, it seemed he could only wait for death.
The distance between the two sides grew shorter and shorter. The two fighter jets circled from the left and right, leaving the plane nowhere to go.
He was already pushed to a dead end.
Chen Jinzhao lay on the back of the plane, sighing with melancholy, "Why is my journey home so difficult? I only hope they won't make things difficult for Qianhui."
"My daughter, whom I haven't met, your father is sorry to you."
"..."
The next moment.
Just as Chen Jinzhao thought he was in a desperate situation, a deafening roar came from afar. He looked up and saw two brand-new fighter jets, like monsters, tumbling in the clouds, and then they passed by the two fighter jets that had arrived earlier.
This maneuver was extremely risky but highly intimidating.
Chen Jinzhao recognized the markings at a glance. One of the fighter jets belonged to the Candle Dragon Special Forces, and the other belonged to a base in the East Sea Navy. It seemed these two fighter jets were here to help, to drive away the original two fighter jets for Chen Jinzhao.
Due to the absolute performance superiority, the two fighter jets that were causing trouble had to leave, otherwise, they would have been shot down on the spot.
Chen Jinzhao sighed in relief.
Regardless of whether he survived or not, the Candle Dragon Special Forces would definitely be held responsible.
This was beyond doubt.
With the help of the two fighter jets, Chen Jinzhao quickly crawled to the right wing of the plane to inspect it, but still couldn't find the so-called bomb.
Where on earth was it?
Chen Jinzhao lay flat on the wing, his palms and the skin on his face already frostbitten, with some skin even cracked.
He was very lost at the moment.
It was at this moment that the two fighter jets flew by the bottom of the plane, even hovering below the plane for a moment intentionally.
This detail caught Chen Jinzhao's attention.
Perhaps they were reminding him that the bomb was hidden in the belly of the plane.
Chen Jinzhao's spirits lifted. He peered down as far as he could and indeed saw a black detonator hidden on the underside of the plane.
"Jiang Yangping, Jiang Yangping, you've gone to great lengths to kill me," Chen Jinzhao murmured to himself.
Having found the bomb's hiding place, Chen Jinzhao still had to solve another problem: how to disarm the bomb under the plane?
The fuselage was too smooth to climb.
Let alone disarming the bomb.
But having come this far, Chen Jinzhao could not give up, nor could he fall before the dawn.
He wanted to live, he wanted revenge!
Why did those people stand above him and call the shots? Why did they trample on his life so casually?
Chen Jinzhao's personality had originally become very easy-going, but now a raging fire burned in his chest. He wanted the mastermind behind this to pay the price! If he couldn't even protect himself, how could he protect the people around him?
"Jiang Yangping, and the person behind you, remember this!"
"If I don't die today, you will!"