““In the cabin, the four Americans stared in horrified disbelief as the bullets howled through the fuselage, obliterating everything they hit. O’Hagan tore off his seat belt and rushed over to one of the port-side windows to look out. The Bell 212 was flying parallel, only yards away. In the open cabin door, an ugly black weapon was pointing directly at him. O’Hagan instantly recognized the minigun — and then the face of the man behind it. ‘That fucking Richter,’ he screamed, as the jet began to break up around him. In the cockpit, Sutter and Haig became aware of an increase in noise and vibration, but couldn’t immediately identify the cause. Haig called out ‘V2 — rotate,’ and Sutter eased back on the control column. Just as he did so, the stream of bullets from the minigun reached the cockpit, killing both men instantly.””
