Post by Jacob Sanswe on Aug 25, 2015 10:34:13 GMT
New York's Airspace
Music!
As the airplane had lifted off with no interference from Gabon's airport, it soared across the Atlantic. The few passengers aboard and the pilots were all being watched by the GLA extremists on board, and with them the toxin bomb that was loaded on. The Americans were so far, unaware of the bomb being on board.
A air detonation bomb containing a strain of pulmonary anthrax, gift of the Liquidator units presented to Sanswe by Omar, was on board the aircraft. A weapon that could potentially kill millions.
It reached New York's airspace hours later after taking off, and the GLA terrorists on board put on their gas masks and suits that were kept in their packs. They were going to release the agent into the air.
All of the sudden, the pilots under extreme pressure and moral conviction, shifted the plane erratically taking a deep dive and roll.
It caused all of the insurgents standing to fall down in the aisles, and the passengers desperately tried to attack the GLA with anything they had- knowing they were full well going to die; they tried their best to at least take these horrid terrorists down with them as well as a desperate attempt to save New York city. Shots were fired and people were being butchered in their seats and in the aisles as the pilot himself was shot, and one of the terrorists took the controls and erratically tried to get the plane on course, but the plane was destabilized from one of the bullets hitting the windows, the plane losing air pressure and hitting extreme levels of turbulence. The plane was crashing, the insurgents unable to properly guide or land the plane and it was heading straight into the harbour of New York city, at 30,000 feet and descending rapidly.
Music!
As the airplane had lifted off with no interference from Gabon's airport, it soared across the Atlantic. The few passengers aboard and the pilots were all being watched by the GLA extremists on board, and with them the toxin bomb that was loaded on. The Americans were so far, unaware of the bomb being on board.
A air detonation bomb containing a strain of pulmonary anthrax, gift of the Liquidator units presented to Sanswe by Omar, was on board the aircraft. A weapon that could potentially kill millions.
It reached New York's airspace hours later after taking off, and the GLA terrorists on board put on their gas masks and suits that were kept in their packs. They were going to release the agent into the air.
All of the sudden, the pilots under extreme pressure and moral conviction, shifted the plane erratically taking a deep dive and roll.
It caused all of the insurgents standing to fall down in the aisles, and the passengers desperately tried to attack the GLA with anything they had- knowing they were full well going to die; they tried their best to at least take these horrid terrorists down with them as well as a desperate attempt to save New York city. Shots were fired and people were being butchered in their seats and in the aisles as the pilot himself was shot, and one of the terrorists took the controls and erratically tried to get the plane on course, but the plane was destabilized from one of the bullets hitting the windows, the plane losing air pressure and hitting extreme levels of turbulence. The plane was crashing, the insurgents unable to properly guide or land the plane and it was heading straight into the harbour of New York city, at 30,000 feet and descending rapidly.