Chapter 17 - STOPPING THE CARGO PLANE
Ethan sprinted across the tarmac toward the idling twin-engine cargo plane as it began rolling forward.
He leaped onto the lower ladder of the open rear cargo ramp, pulling himself inside the vibrating fuselage.
The pilot looked back through the cabin window, realizing an intruder had boarded the aircraft.
"Get off my plane!" the co-pilot yelled, pulling a pistol from his shoulder holster.
Ethan ducked behind a stack of wooden military crates as a bullet ricocheted off the steel wall.
He closed the distance instantly, striking the co-pilot’s arm and disarming him before he could pull the trigger again.
Ethan breached the cockpit, grabbing the throttle controls and pulling them all the way back to zero.
He slammed the emergency brake lever down, sending the aircraft into a hard skidding stop near the end of the runway.
FBI tactical vehicles and State Police cruisers swarmed the runway, flashing blue and red lights everywhere.
Agent Vance of the FBI Military Investigative Division stepped into the cargo bay with his weapon drawn.
"Ethan Vance? I'm Agent Vance... Pentagon sent us to recover these classified assets," the agent announced.
Ethan stepped out of the cockpit, wiping sweat from his forehead as he looked at the wooden crates.
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"What's inside these crates, Agent?" Ethan asked, noticing strange military biohazard symbols stamped on the wood.
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