Chapter 965: Ventriloquism

The Boeing 747 private jet that He Yuzhu was traveling on, at He Yuzhu's suggestion, proactively turned off its transponder and completely cut off all active external signals.

Borrowing the strong westerly wind at high altitude over the Pacific Ocean, the ground speed steadily surged to one thousand kilometers per hour.

The entire aircraft relied on no external air traffic control guidance, flying lonely over the vast Big Ocean based solely on preset latitude and longitude coordinates.

At this moment, it was still about one thousand two hundred kilometers away from Henderson Airport on Midway Atoll.

In the cockpit, although Captain Sun was still full of worry about the future, he still looked very steady.

The co-pilot Xiao Li had lost his composure early on; his face was pale, his eyes were unfocused, and every few seconds he would secretly turn his head to glance at Captain Sun.

In the passenger cabin, Director Li walked quickly to He Yuzhu's side and lowered his voice: "Factory Director He, regarding this emergency landing at Midway Atoll, do you have a plan for the subsequent retreat?"

He Yuzhu's expression was calm, and he asked back indifferently: "Lao Li, what are you worrying about?"

Director Li's brows twisted into a knot, and he poured out all his concerns at once: "Just now, Xiao Li mentioned many hidden dangers to me. First, Henderson Airport has been abandoned for many years; although no one is guarding it, the runway has not been repaired for years, and the ground must be cracked beyond recognition, so the risk of landing and taxiing is very high. Second, there are flocks of albatrosses on the island, and it is easiest to hit birds when landing. If the engine is pierced by flying birds, all forty or fifty of us on the plane will have to perish here. Actually, the most difficult thing is what happens after landing—trapped on a deserted island, where will the food and drink come from? In the vast Pacific Ocean, how will we return to our country? Have you calculated these real difficulties?"

He Yuzhu smiled lightly upon hearing this, his tone steady: "When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight; there is no need to be anxious about everything. The only thing I worry about is M Country's Fighter Jet catching up."

Director Li pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly: "Previously, Deputy Director Long mentioned to me in private that you possess extraordinary abilities. Could those rumors all be true?"

He Yuzhu was as clear as a mirror in his heart; Deputy Director Long had mostly leaked the bottom line about his ability to hide supplies. He did not say it directly, just smiled easily: "Some things are just rumors. I dare not guarantee other big things, but I can 100% cover the food and drink for forty or fifty people, so you can just rest assured."

At the same time, at Hickam Air Force Base on Oahu, Hawaii, four F-16 Fighter Jets took off in an emergency.

They only set off after receiving instructions from General William.

Before the Radar was bombed, that Boeing 747 was shining brightly on the Radar, but after the two military Radars were bombed, the military completely lost its trace.

According to the inference, this plane should still be flying along the original route.

The four F-16s opened up full throttle, chasing fiercely along the predetermined trajectory of the Huaxia state-owned aircraft B-2347.

But after chasing for five hundred kilometers in one breath, they realized something was wrong—they hadn't even seen a shadow.

The No. 1 lead pilot immediately asked: "Captains of each plane, please confirm, has anyone received the echo of the target aircraft?"

Plane No. 2: "No target found."

Plane No. 3: "Number three has not found the target."

Plane No. 4: "Number four has not found the target."

The No. 1 captain, John, immediately reported to the base command center: "According to the target aircraft's speed calculation, we should have overtaken it by more than three hundred kilometers, but we still haven't found the target aircraft."

The headquarters immediately ordered: "Continue to search forward for one thousand kilometers. If you still don't find it, return immediately, perform aerial refueling, and continue to inquire at major airports on the return route to see if that plane has landed temporarily."

The No. 1 lead pilot, John, replied: "Number one understands."

The four planes continued to rush forward.

And at this time, the B-2347 that He Yuzhu was riding on was about to arrive at Henderson Airport on Midway Atoll.

Director Li ran to He Yuzhu again: "Factory Director He, do you have any way? Captain Sun said there are a lot of seabirds on this island, and they are very big, and they have no bottom in their hearts—especially Xiao Li, who is so scared that his face has turned white."

He Yuzhu calculated in his heart that this was not a difficult task for him.

As long as he sat in the cockpit, those flying birds could not possibly get within twenty meters of the plane.

"Can I go to the cockpit? I have a way to drive them away," He Yuzhu said.

Director Li smiled until his eyes narrowed into a slit: "That would be great! You hurry up and come with me."

He Yuzhu walked into the cockpit, Xiao Li was so nervous that his hands were trembling, and the clouds were churning outside the window like boiling porridge.

Captain Sun looked at He Yuzhu and said in a deep voice: "I have heard Deputy Director Long mention your abilities. This time there is no tower control, the landing risk is extremely high, I hope Factory Director He can help... I have to wrong you by sitting on the folding seat."

He Yuzhu didn't talk nonsense and immediately replied: "I practiced a kind of ventriloquism since I was a child, which can startle flocks of birds."

Captain Sun's eyes lit up suddenly: "That would be great! General airports have ultrasonic bird-repelling devices, but this place must have lost them long ago. This time it all depends on you."

Co-pilot Xiao Li snorted and muttered unhappily: "What era is this, and you're still playing gods and ghosts? That ridiculous performance of Qigong masters in the eighties, no one believes it anymore."

He Yuzhu smiled: "I also believe in science. But there are always some things that science cannot explain for the time being. Whether I come here or not has no effect on you at all, why be so absolute?"

The four people in the cockpit stopped talking.

The plane descended slowly, and Xiao Li kept reporting the parameters, his voice mixed with uncontrollable tremors.

Lao Sun calmly operated the plane, knowing all kinds of parameters by heart, as if they were carved into his bones.

The altitude dropped to one thousand meters.

Xiao Li suddenly screamed: "Captain—flock of birds! It's over!"

In the direction of the runway, a dark mass of flying birds, as if holding a grand party on the ground, densely covered the field of vision.

Xiao Li was so anxious that his voice cracked: "You surnamed He! You killed us! Hurry up and perform your magic!"

He Yuzhu took a deep breath, pressed his tongue against his upper jaw, and suddenly blew a sharp and piercing whistle—the sound was like a steel needle piercing the eardrum, making people subconsciously want to cover their ears.

Just as the flock of birds was about to hit the windshield, Captain Sun and Xiao Li instinctively closed their eyes.

But those flying birds that were approaching the cockpit windshield suddenly all disappeared.

In fact, He Yuzhu quietly used his space to collect all those birds—as long as they were within twenty meters of the cockpit, not a single one escaped.

When Captain Sun and Xiao Li opened their eyes, the front was clean, and the flock of birds had vanished.

Xiao Li stared at He Yuzhu in disbelief, his lips trembling: "Fa-Factory Director He... those birds, were they all driven away by you?"

He Yuzhu smiled: "You still have to be careful. The effective distance of my 'ultrasonic' ventriloquism is only twenty meters. If the flying birds hit the engine, I can't help it either."

Captain Sun's brain turned fast: "The cockpit is thirty-four meters away from the engine, Factory Director He, can't you just stand in the middle?"

He Yuzhu was stunned, and suddenly realized.

He hurriedly asked Captain Sun to open the cockpit door and ran out quickly.

Just as he stood firm, another flock of seabirds rushed over overwhelmingly.

The plane was about to touch the ground, and the threat of flying birds was greatest at this time.

He Yuzhu's heart moved, and he secretly urged the system: "Hurry up and collect this flock of seabirds for me!"

A large bird was about to hit the engine cowling—suddenly, it disappeared into thin air.

A member of the delegation in the passenger cabin jumped up suddenly, widened his eyes and shouted: "A miracle! Why did that big bird disappear? Is my eyes playing tricks on me!"

In the cockpit, Xiao Li stared blankly at the flock of birds as it suddenly vanished, his lips moving for a long time, but he could not utter a single word.