Chapter 409： Nine hundred and eleven events

United Airlines Flight 175.

on the plane.

The situation is clear, the situation is in crisis.

There was chaos in the cabin, and the flight attendant was diligently maintaining order: "Please trust us! Please trust us to handle all this! Please trust us!"

Another black flight attendant, holding a megaphone, shouted hoarsely: "Please keep quiet, keep calm! We have contacted the tower and the operations center has responded. Please rest assured, we can solve this problem. !"

This is common sense in flying. If there is an accident, you must not mess up, and you must trust the professionals.

Once there is chaos, everyone will die!

Leave the problem to a professional to solve, maybe there is still a chance.

Although there was no serious disturbance, the cries of women and children spread throughout the cabin.

Many people have already pulled out their cell phones to contact family members in an attempt to make a final call.

Unfortunately, the line is limited, and many people cannot complete the call.

A young man named Pete was lucky enough to get in touch with his father...

"Dad, I love you! I love mom, I love this family!"

"I don't know, I don't know... They say the hijackers stabbed two captains and stabbed a flight attendant. They took control of the plane!"

"No, no mess! They should have learned how to fly an airplane, but... the direction of the plane's flight is weird..."

"The Statue of Liberty... God, it's New York, and they're flying toward New York..."

It was a flight to Los Angeles, and New York was clearly not the right direction.

The mobile phone signal was suddenly cut off, and Pete tried to connect again, but he did not expect to be successfully connected again.

This time, his voice has completely changed. Driven by the crazy emotions of the passengers in the cabin, he burst into tears: "Dad, I'm finished, I'm finished!"

"The situation on the plane was very bad!"

"God, the plane is shaking, very unstable..."

"It's going down, that's not the direction of the airport!"

"God! I love you! Dad, I love you!"

...

At 9:03, United Airlines Flight 175 crashed into the South Tower of the World Trade Center.

...

American Airlines Flight 77.

The hijackers, armed with knives and tear gas, had taken control of the plane. They emptied the first class and drove all the passengers towards the back of the plane.

At this time, the unarmed passengers had no power to resist.

Mobile phones have become the only way for them to connect with the world.

Because of limited lines, passengers must save their best hope for the most useful communication calls.

"Come on! My name is Barbara Olson, and my husband is Deputy Attorney General Ted Olson of the U.S. Attorney's Office! If possible, I can ask him for assistance."

A middle-aged woman in her fifties stood up decisively.

At such a critical moment, she was able to remain calm in the face of danger, spoke in a moderate manner, expressed clearly, and could basically infer that she was not lying.

Soon, Barbara Olsen called her husband, "Honey, I'll make a long story short, the plane was hijacked! There were 6 gangsters, brown skin, covered with red gauze, and they had weapons!"

"No guns, at least I haven't seen them, but they have control knives and box cutters!"

"Captain? He has been killed. The flight attendant is contacting the tower via emergency phone, but it is very difficult."

"This must not be the direction of Los Angeles, maybe... we are returning to Washington/Washington. Yes, someone with knowledge in this area can confirm that we are returning!"

"What shall we do now?"

How to do?

At an altitude of 10,000 feet above the ground, not to mention the Deputy Attorney General, even the Attorney General and the President can do nothing.

The plane had completely lost contact with the ground as early as 20 minutes.

At 9:29, the autopilot was canceled and changed to directional flight, the target - the Pentagon!

At 9:34, the plane turned and made a forced landing and began to dive.

At 9:37, with a loud bang, American Airlines Flight 77 hit the Pentagon!

...

United Airlines Flight 93.

Fortunately, the flight to San Francisco was delayed by 25 minutes.

When the plane took off, the captain had been informed that the World Trade Center had been hit by two hijacked planes.

When the hijackers began to attack, the captain and co-pilot fought to the death.

The flight attendant was also mentally prepared and told all the passengers the most urgent complaint.

"The captain has been killed! The World Trade Center has been hit, we can't wait to die!"

Although the flight attendants did not explain these news, some passengers with great powers have already learned the latest development through their mobile phones.

People with outstanding courage began to call immediately, came to the emergency call, and shouted to all the passengers: "Everyone, rush to the first class! Fighting with them, the cowardice at this moment is to wait to die!"

The hijackers were obviously aware of the chaos behind the cabin, and issued a threat through the in-flight channel: "We have hijacked the plane, we have a bomb, and we are returning to the airport! Everyone, go back and sit down, or everyone will die together!"

For a time, there was a huge banging, crashing, shouting, and the shattering of glass and plates in the cabin.

messed up.

But at this critical moment, there are warriors who will stand up after all, "Enter the cockpit and fight with them! Otherwise, we are all dead!"

"Never mind, I'll go first!"

"Come on!"

A female passenger also stood up and shouted, "Everyone get on!"

At this time, the latest news came again, "The Pentagon was hit! They are going to attack the White House! Fight, fight with those bastards!"

For a time, the atmosphere of the entire aircraft's declaration of war was mobilized.

Almost all the men stood up bravely, holding all available weapons, dinner plates, belts, backpacks, leather shoes, iron chopsticks... and rushed towards the cockpit.

Five minutes later, chaos erupted in the cockpit.

The plane went out of control.

In the brave counterattack of the passengers, the plane failed to fly to Washington / Washington as originally planned, and quickly broke its wings and crashed into a rural clearing.

...

In one day, four planes were hijacked the entire United States was in chaos.

Tang En sat quietly in the office with deep eyes.

Not to mention New York, even Hollywood's Dunn Films felt the atmosphere inside and became panic and fearful.

"Dawn, the Nasdaq and the New York Stock Exchange are all closed urgently! Including the futures market, bond market and foreign exchange market!"

Scott Swift is kind of thankful that he's back in Los Angeles to talk business with Apple.

Otherwise, in New York, maybe he will also appear on the scene.

The World Trade Center is the center of the world's financial institutions. This time the Twin Towers were hit, and it is estimated that hundreds of elites at the level of presidents and vice presidents in the financial field will be killed.

Of course, as a financial worker who has been working on Wall Street all year round, Scott Swift is hard-hearted!

In this national crisis, his focus is still on finance!

Tang En received this call and pouted again and again.

When the incident really happened, he was a bit at a loss, and his heart was complicated.

But listening to Scott Swift's tone...how can I feel a little bit of excitement mixed with it?

Uh... make money!

yes!

The stock market is halted and the government is rolling out policies.

But what can be done?

When the city reopens, who can turn the tide?

The NYSE has only closed twice in its history.

When the First World War broke out in 1914, it stopped once; in 1933, when the Great Depression occurred.

In such a serious situation, even if the government steps in to rescue the market, even if the Federal Reserve starts the money printing machine, it is destined to be of no avail.

"Well, keep a low profile, and grief is the keynote."

Dunn took a deep breath and spoke calmly.

On the other end of the phone, the high-spirited Scott Swift couldn't help laughing.

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