He felt an urge to blow Locke's brains out!
Wayne Bailey took off his helmet, "Land."
"Mr. Bailey, it's too dangerous, his people are all down there!"
[Mr. Bailey, are you trying to test my patience?] Locke's voice cackled devilishly as he ordered his bodyguards to start cutting the ropes, [No matter, if she dies, we'll just have to fight it out.]
"Don't understand? I said land!" Wayne Bailey violently pushed the pilot away, took control of the aircraft, and descended, commanding all the warplanes to hold their positions on his orders and not to fire without his authorization.
The plane landed in the clearing at the mountain's peak, whipping up a huge gale.
"Mr. Bailey, be careful of ambushes!" Locke handed him a mask, "The poison gas detector is off, the air here is toxic!"
Wayne Bailey put on the gas mask, jumped down from the warplane, his coat adorned with various models of guns.
Wilfred and the pilot closely followed him down.
