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𖥻 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 ┊𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗬 𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗛 𝗝𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗦 ִֶָ𓂅
tw // violence & blood
"I won't be able to fly us back to Incheon, sir. I'm sorry," the pilot said.
"What did you just say?" M replied.
"My license won't allow me to make that decision. It is all up to the tower signal," the pilot replied.
I jumped in, surprised and shocked when M shot the pilot in his leg. I was about to attack M but realized that my hands were tied with cable ties.
"Now you," M pointed his gun to the copilot. "Does your license allow you to make decisions?"
The co-pilot looked scared and immediately said yes.
"Good. Fly us back to South Korea immediately."
"You just put another few years into your prison time, M," I said to him as I stared at the pilot who was screaming in pain after his calves were shoot.
"The best thing is, I don't care," he said as he dragged me back to the economy class seat.
The passengers looked scared. Probably before the gunshot and the scream of a person who was just shot at.
M pushed me into the aisle seat next to a lady in her 30s.
"Everyone heard the gunshot just now?" M asked the passengers. Most of them remained silent.
"That is for disobeying me. I do the rules here and you need to follow whatever I tell you to do. Now, who is the leader of the cabin crew right here?" M asked the cabin crew.
One of the stewardesses raised her hands in fear.
"Hey, beautiful. Will you stand up? I would like to speak to you," M said and the stewardess immediately stood up and walk up to him before he whispered some things into her ears.
She then called her other cabin crews and seems like they went back to their stations at the back and front of the aeroplane. When they returned, they came with a trolley with water and snacks. I got only water.
I hid my arms to my left as I pressed a few more buttons on my smartwatch, trying to communicate with the secret service agencies.
Unfortunately for me, I was caught.
One of the men grabbed my hand before ripping the watch off.
"Trying to communicate with your CIA friends through this smartwatch? How clever of you?" He said as he grabbed my hair. I hissed in pain as I grabbed his hands back.
"What did she do?" M came asking.
"Guess what? This little agent is trying to contact her secret service friends!"
M snatched the watch from his assistant's hand before smashing it down on the floor, stomping on it repeatedly until it broke into pieces.
"Get her to the back of the plane. You're really testing my patience, Sunny," M said as he walked through the aisle.
His men grabbed me and dragged me down the aisle while I tried my best to resist and start attacking them with anything I had. Well, hands and feet, but it won't work.
I finally had enough of it and decided to break the cable ties. While they were dragging me on the aisle, I bit the end of the cable tie and tightened it as tight as possible. I lift my hands over my head before bringing it down quickly to my stomach, and it breaks with a snap.
There were two seconds of silence before I punched both men beside me in their noses, making them wince in pain and lose their vision for a few seconds. M sighed before more of his men started to attack me.
There are two crucial parts when you try to attack a man. Their balls and their ears, then the nose. Of course, for many men, the balls do the job.
For everyone in general, try clapping on their ears as hard as you can. They'll be shocked that they get dizzy and that's when you add more dizziness and pain as you punch them in their nose. Most likely, it will break and bleed. That's normal.
It took me a while to weaken all of them except for M. He did not even try to join the fight between his subordinates and me. He watches.
I knew I had already started bruising because I wasn't the only one attacking. The men were attacking me too. I was lucky they weren't using their guns, but they are definitely starting to use their knives.
"Don't kill her. I would love to see her bleed to death," M said to his men as they started to take out their knives from their pockets.
I stood, catching my breath, "You can't be kidding me." I muttered.
"Sunny!" I heard before I turned to my back, and a trolley was pushed towards me from the back. I looked at the trolley filled with glasses. Plates and bowls and glasses.
"This will be nice," I said before pushing it in front of me and starting throwing the plates and bowls towards them as they shattered on them. They were obviously angry but couldn't get any further because the glass was shattering, which wounded most of them.
I was surprised to see most of the passengers were also helping me out, weakening these people, throwing everything they had. Especially large items. Even their luggage and bags on the upper deck towards these men.
The most epic one was when the stewards threw the wine and champagne bottles at the men, knocking some of them out. I don't even know this is now what.
The first class area was filled with shattered glass, a lot types of liquids, and also food. Mostly baked beans. It was all covered with a lot of things. Even luggage. It's a whole mess trying to defend ourselves.
"Enough!" I heard M shout before firing a gunshot.
The passengers screamed, but I stood in silence, gasping shakily when I felt my flesh torn, and I realized quickly that I was bleeding.
The riot stopped as I looked at M. He looked back at me with a smirk. Another gunshot was heard, and he didn't waste his bullet this time. Another one hit my upper chest. Right on top of my breast.
I fell to the ground in terror. I couldn't feel a lot. Maybe because of the adrenaline. I couldn't feel any pain, but I knew I was bleeding terribly.
M came with me with his gun pointing at my head; I thought, this was actually it.
I may be dying on this day.
He aimed for my head, and I gulped.
"You make me sick," he said.
I was too shocked to speak. I couldn't utter a word.
Another gunshot, and I swear everything went black. Everything stops.
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As soon as another gunshot was heard, everyone in the control room stopped what they were doing and kept silent. All they could do was listen.
The secret service agents gathered in one place at Incheon International Airport as soon as Sunny alerted them about the hijacking. Since then, they have been listening to everything that's happening in the aeroplane.
Even though Sunny's smartwatch was smashed, any device in the aeroplane can be used to listen to what's going on in the plane.
"Fuck," the FBI director muttered.
"Get something! We need to know if she's still alive or not!"
"DON'T STOP YOUR WORK! CONTINUE! WE NEED MORE INFORMATION!"
"Alert the paramedics. We have multiple injuries. And I am scared Sunny might be in really bad shape."
"Come on, Sunny... Give us something!"
"Come on... Why are all of them quiet!?"
Just then, they heard footsteps. They all remained quiet once more.
"She's alive. I want two people here," M was heard saying.
The people in the control room sighed in relief.
"Don't do anything else to her. Find a cloth and put pressure on her wound. Don't let her die. Yet. I'm not done with her. The rest, you all go back to your seats before I actually put a bullet in her head," M threatened all of them.
"So, he shot something else, not her head," the director said.
"Tell her recruits to be there when they land here at Incheon," the director added.
"What? Are you sure?"
"I am very sure. This will be their first attempt at saving their leader," the director said.
"But if they say anything wrong, Sunny may have a bullet in her head, actually," the other agents said.
"Let them make a plan to rescue their leader. Tell them right now. I want them to save their leader. The police and others will stand in defence just in case something goes wrong," the director added.
"Yes, sir."
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