Pendick hurried to the restroom of the aircraft. He locked the doors, switched on a small laser drill which enabled him to cut off any surface and cut a small hole, enough for an overweight man, and jumped down. He landed on a baggage in the cargo hold. He crawled with just dim lighting around him, went to the absolute front of the plane, and cut a hole in the cockpit. Once he got on top, he asked the pilots for further information about the terrorist.
"Uh...we do not exactly know him, but he does seem like Mustard. Yes, I'm sure he is the Mustard. Ya know...the cap. But I can tell you a thing or two about him. He works for the GAB, is very attention-seeking, and always does crazy things. He is very greedy and will do almost anything for money. That's why he chose this plane." The captain said.
"And why did he choose this plane? Is this some sort of game that these idiots are playing? First a random man dressed in black tried to mess around with me, got a call from the GAB, and now a plane hijacking...? Are you sure if this is about me or someone in particular?" Pendick Replied.
"No sir, the reason why that terrorist chose this plane is probably because there is a special Spanish man here named Jalapeno. He is known for engineering gadgets and almost anything ya' could ever imagine." The second officer said.
"Hmm...alright..thank you for the information. Now I must try to kick him off this plane. But I need you two to be quiet about it, okay? No word of this hole" Pendick replied.
Now that Pendick had the information he needed, he was going to put plan B into action. He saw through the glass, the figure of the terrorist. So, he quickly calculated the distance using his thumb, which turned out to be approximately 43 meters. He then hopped back in the hole and crawled 42 meters. When he thought he reached 43 meters, he didn't. He then made a small hole really quietly just to look out. To his surprise, the terrorist was not there. He waited for around 40 seconds.
"When is this shithead coming...is he in the toilet?"
He heard the sound of flushing.
"Ah, I was correct. Now to see if he stands here at THIS exact position."
Mustard had come out, pretty tired, he began making boring speeches.
"Time for some action" Pendick exclaimed.
He made a hole suitable for his body. The Terrorist was still yapping. He cut it quietly and hopped out and spanked him really hard.
"OW, WHO DID THIS THEY GON' DIE"
The terrorist looked back and saw Pendick
"Surprise Mada-"
"PENDICK" Jalapino shouted.
"What is it? I was just beginning to send this guy to heaven?'
"THIS PLANE IS CRASHING; THE PILOTS ARE DEAD"
"What do you mean?"
"Look behind..."
TO BE CONTINUED
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Isac Pendick
AksiIsac Pendick, a detective, is on his way to find out the criminal empire of the GAB, through wacky tactics of fighting and journeying across the world with his partners and friends.
