Chapter 7 - The Saboteur
The saboteur swung the heavy crowbar at my head without a moment of hesitation.
I ducked just in time, feeling the rush of air as the steel weapon missed me by inches.
The crowbar smashed violently into a metal support beam, sending a shower of bright sparks into the dark space.
I scrambled backward on the narrow catwalk, desperately trying to put some distance between us.
"You cannot hide down here forever!" he yelled over the roaring sound of the plane's engines.
I picked up the heavy wrench I had kicked earlier and held it out defensively.
"Turn the plane back on its normal course!" I demanded.
He laughed a dark, menacing laugh and stepped closer to me.
"I do not take orders from frightened little boys," he sneered.
He lunged forward and swung the crowbar in a wide, sweeping arc aimed at my legs.
I jumped awkwardly, but the cold steel clipped my ankle, sending a sharp jolt of pain up my leg.
I collapsed onto the metal grating, dropping the wrench into the darkness below.
The saboteur stood over me, raising the crowbar high above his head for a final, lethal strike.
Desperation took completely over my mind.
I kicked my good leg upward as hard as I could, striking him squarely in the knee.
He grunted in pain and stumbled backward, dropping the crowbar to clutch his injured leg.
I immediately scrambled to my feet and threw my entire body weight into him.
We both crashed heavily against the main server rack.
I managed to wrap my arm around his neck, pulling him into a tight chokehold.
He thrashed violently, slamming his elbows into my ribs, but I refused to let go.
After what felt like an eternity, his movements finally slowed down.
His body went limp, and he slumped unconscious onto the metal floor.
I stood over him, gasping for air and clutching my aching ribs.
I turned my attention to his rugged laptop, completely unsure of what to do next.
The screen displayed a terrifying graphical interface showing our altitude dropping below fifteen thousand feet.
I reached for the thick bundle of cables connecting his laptop to the server, hoping to disconnect his control.
But as I touched the wires, I noticed something absolutely horrifying attached to the main server box.
It was a block of gray plastic explosive wired directly into the flight computer.
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The digital timer on the front of the explosive was actively counting down.
There were exactly ten minutes left until detonation.
