In the video screen, a huge airplane was driving precariously among the clouds.
It seems stable, but the camera specifically shows the position of the aircraft's right chord engine.
"With only one engine, how could they fly across the Hengduan Snow Mountain?"
Yang Bing turned pale and muttered to himself.
Then, he shouted loudly.
"Turn back, ask him to turn back and contact the nearest airport for an emergency landing."
"I'm afraid not!"
A liaison officer pointed to the weather information on the computer with a solemn expression.
"There is a thunderstorm area behind the plane, which may be more dangerous. Moreover, they do not have enough fuel to reach the nearest airport."
Yang Bing was suddenly speechless.
He turned around and stared at the big screen, trying to find a way out.
But the next scene made him even more desperate.
The right front gear of the plane is gone!
Everyone could clearly see the mist pouring into the plane.
With the lights turned on, everyone could vaguely see the hazy figure sitting in the driver's seat.
"Is he... the doctor?"
Yang Bing murmured and asked.
Others were silent.
Looking at the figures that were struggling to control, their eyes were red.
"Shunan, I am Nightingale, how can I command you?"
The fighter pilot's voice came.
Yang Bing was silent for a while, pursed his dry lips, and said hoarsely: "Tell him... tell him his real name!"
"No matter what, he is a hero!"
In this situation, communication is no longer possible.
Even Yang Bing couldn't find any solution.
The only thing he can do is to let Ye Lan leave his real name in the black box.
The fighter pilot was silent for a while, seeming to understand that there was nothing he could do now.
"OK!"
As he spoke, he approached the passenger plane, turned on the cabin lights, and gestured to the other party in sign language.
Ye Lan, who was struggling to fly the plane, had already noticed the fighter plane.
Seeing the other party comparing sign language, he shook his head helplessly.
At this moment, getting familiar with airplanes has already exhausted your mental energy, so where is the time to learn sign language?
Besides, what does that gesture of turning your palm over mean?
The fighter pilot didn't give up just because he shook his head.
He continued to repeat the actions just now, even moved the plane closer, opened his mouth wide and shouted loudly.
Of course the voice cannot be transmitted, but the other party may be able to understand the meaning through the mouth shape.
Unfortunately, Ye Lan only glanced at it, then turned his head and looked at the dashboard.
Because, the plane sounded the alarm again.
After a whine, a mechanical announcement came.
"TERRAIN, TERRAIN, PULL UP!"
[Pay attention to terrain obstacles and pull up! 】
This thought immediately flashed into Ye Lan's mind.
The siren sounded, which meant that the plane was about to hit the ground.
Only then did he realize that there was a huge snow mountain in front of the plane.
The continuous mountains are like a wall, blocking the way of the plane.
The rapid siren made Ye Lan pay full attention.
The fighter jet on the side has slowed down and slowly lifted.
The pilot looked at the cockpit of the passenger plane and saluted approvingly.
The mountains in front are more than 6,000 meters above sea level, making it almost impossible for the damaged passenger plane to climb over.
...
Time: 9:30 pm.
Speed: 790 km/h.
Height: 4300 meters.
Ye Lan in the cockpit looked at the towering Yingying Snow Mountain, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Without any time to think, he pushed the throttle all the way and pulled the operating lever back as far as it would go.
The remaining right hair whined, working to the extreme.
Shunan Airport.
Everyone looked at the live feed of the fighter jet.
In the screen,
The huge nose of 9537 paused for a moment and then raised up with great difficulty.
Yang Bing clenched his fists tightly and kept mumbling.
"You can do it, you can do it!"
The liaison officer bit his lip, opened his eyes wide, and remained motionless.
Several women covered their eyes, unable to bear to see what was about to happen.
Unlike everyone at the airport, the passengers in the cabin were strangely calm at the moment.
Everyone closed their eyes tightly, not daring to make any exclamations for fear of affecting their driving.
Even those children were hugged tightly by their parents.
"Don't be afraid, the captain will definitely be able to help us survive!"
...
Unlike everyone else, Ye Lan was extremely calm at this moment.
He has discovered that with the current power of 9537, it is simply not enough to climb nearly two thousand meters in a short time.
"There is a way! There must be a way!"
Strong desire arouses the pure Yang energy in the body.
The brain was working rapidly at this moment, and even the scene in front of the plane seemed to be much clearer.
The induction force began to spread outward, covering the entire fuselage in an instant, and then continued to extend beyond the normal distance, reaching a distance of nearly 10,000 meters.
"found it!"
Ye Lan shouted and turned the operating lever sharply to the left.
"What is he doing?"
When the fighter pilot saw this scene, he couldn't help but wonder.
Then, he glanced at a gap not far away on the left.
"Is it there?"
He murmured, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
Everyone at Shunan Airport also saw the scene there through the high-definition night vision camera of the fighter plane.
A few kilometers to the left of 9537 is a gap in the mountains.
"The altitude there is 5,200 meters, and the current altitude of the passenger plane is 4,500 meters." came the voice of the fighter pilot.
No one responded.
Just a few kilometers away, there was no chance at all.
Flying over like this is no different than smashing over.
The liaison officer has turned away.
Even Yang Bing took out a cigarette with a sad face and walked towards the door.
Only a few girls who were covering their eyes couldn't help but open their fingers slightly.
Then, they saw an incredible scene.
I saw that the horizontal plane increased its climbing speed in a strange way.
"Still alive!" A girl couldn't help shouting loudly.
Yang Bing stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at the screen, his eyes wide open.
"Wind! It's the monsoon. He's using the lift of the monsoon."
The fighter pilot's voice came from the earphones.
After a short period of silence, a surprise call suddenly came from the tower.
But Yang Bing continued to light the cigarette in his hand with tears in his eyes.
The wind can indeed provide lift, but 9537 is too close to the snow-capped mountains.
If both engines were present, it might still be possible.
And now...
He did not continue to think about it, but looked at the screen, looking forward to the impossible miracle.
Everyone's heart was in their throats.
Everyone in the cabin didn't dare to breathe.
Zeng Muyan clutched the corner of her skirt and stared.
She saw scenes that would never happen in her life.
The yellow belly lights reflected the nearby snow-capped mountains.
She could even clearly see the snow foam raised by the plane's airflow.
"Is this where I will be buried?"
Immediately, she slowly closed her eyes.
