In the cockpit, Ye Lan glared to the extreme.
The pure yang energy in the body rises sharply, and all sensory abilities are greatly improved.
He could feel the status of every part of the plane and the speed of every gust of wind outside the window.
"TERRAIN, TERRAIN, PULL UP!"
The warnings kept sounding, but the plane was getting closer to the ground.
Looking at the gap close at hand, Ye Lan's face turned red and he fine-tuned the posture of the plane bit by bit.
The accompanying fighter jets had already pulled away to prevent the coming explosion from affecting them.
But then, the fighter pilot saw a scene that was unimaginable in his life.
Seeing that the right wing of the plane was about to hit the snowy mountain, 9537 suddenly tilted to the left, narrowly avoiding the risk of the right wing breaking.
Immediately afterwards, the plane moved in a strange parallel manner, with its belly almost touching the snowy mountains. Its wings swayed left and right, avoiding those raised snowdrifts with great accuracy.
The fighter pilot's mouth dropped open.
Everyone in the tower opened their mouths.
Everyone held their breath and watched this almost incredible scene.
The burned out cigarette burned his fingers, but Yang Bing didn't even notice.
In the picture, the belly of the plane seemed like a dancing whale, avoiding bumps one after another. Dexterity and clumsiness appeared simultaneously on this behemoth.
Even movies can't produce such wonderful scenes.
In the deathly silence, the fighter pilot suddenly exclaimed.
"Fuck!"
Everyone in the tower stood up one after another, staring at the huge plane in stunned silence.
They couldn't find any adjectives to describe what they saw.
Approaching the gap, the wind speed increased and the aircraft's altitude also increased slightly.
But the plane didn't fly straight towards the gap, but rushed sideways at almost a right angle.
A huge rock protrudes high on the right side of the entrance.
The left side is slightly better, but less than a hundred meters from the entrance is another bulge, which turns out to be a zigzag canyon.
Moreover, the front is low and the rear is high. Even if a dexterous fighter jet enters straight, there may not be any extra space to maneuver.
What's more, 9537 is flying sideways.
In the horrified eyes of the fighter pilots, the huge fuselage of 9537 suddenly tilted to the left, its wings intermittently brushed against the snow, and it suddenly turned over.
The fat and bloated fuselage rolled, and the huge nose was already aimed at the entrance and inserted straight in.
But then there was another bump on the left side.
Just as the fuselage was leveled, it suddenly rolled to the right.
Everyone can clearly see the huge deformation of the wing, and they know without asking that the aircraft has reached its limit.
"boom!"
The plane rolled and leveled off in a short period of time, and then tilted almost 90° to the right, barely missing the towering ice block on the left side of the canyon.
"Rolling action. How could a passenger plane make a rolling action in such a short distance?"
The fighter pilot muttered to himself in disbelief.
Immediately afterwards, the voice of the aviation brigade came from the earphones.
"Computer testing shows that the wings have just been bent to 40°, which is already the experimental limit."
"Also, when rolling, the wings of the aircraft were less than 1 meter above the ground. How...how is this possible?"
Not only the aviation team, but everyone in the tower was also stunned.
Yang Bing shook off the cigarette butt that had burned to the end, and couldn't help but curse.
"grass!"
But he immediately frowned again.
The terrain in the canyon is complex and the airflow is even more dangerous, making it almost impossible for a passenger plane to pass through.
However, after seeing the miraculous movement of the roller, he actually felt an inexplicable confidence.
Maybe, a miracle will happen again?
What happened next was almost exactly as he imagined.
The huge fuselage swayed past jagged rocks one after another.
Yang Bing clenched his fists unconsciously, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Yes, it must be possible!"
He looked at the hazy figure in the cockpit staring at the strong wind, his fingertips turned white.
It seemed that he heard his thoughts.
Ye Lan, who was so focused that he turned his head sideways, glanced in the direction of the fighter's camera.
Then, he suddenly pulled up the nose of the plane.
"cobra!"
Yang Bing murmured to himself.
"How could a 737 do something like a cobra?"
There was silence in the headphones, and no one knew what to say.
Cobra maneuvers can only be performed by fighter jets that are extremely maneuverable.
Theoretically, it is impossible for a passenger aircraft to perform the Cobra maneuver.
What's more, the plane in front of me only has one engine.
"It's the wind!"
the fighter pilot murmured.
"There was a strong wind at that moment."
"But how can he control it so accurately?"
Everyone is numb.
In silence, 9537 climbed sharply, and the buzzing engine mixed with the whining wind spread throughout the canyon.
The huge air wave brought up snow and fog, and the fighter jet circled to the right, quickly pulling up above the clouds.
next moment.
The huge nose of the aircraft broke through the clouds like a whale leaping out of the water.
"ah......"
"He did it! He really did it!"
Everyone jumped up and yelled at the top of their lungs.
Miracle.
A hundred percent miracle!
Everyone had tears in their eyes, looking at the huge plane, and roared with excitement.
But it was quiet inside the cabin.
From the moment the passenger plane rolled, everyone closed their eyes tightly.
The spinning overload maneuver that day even caused many people to pass out.
Wait until the plane is stable.
Zeng Muyan carefully opened her eyes.
outside the window,
The sky is clear and the stars are brilliant.
"Survived?"
She touched the reflection in the window tremblingly, as if she couldn't believe it was real.
But the sound coming from the cabin made her believe it.
"Ah! Wife, hit me quickly and tell me if this is true!"
"Grandma, grandma, how are you? We are still alive!"
"woo woo woo woo..."
Hearing this extremely noisy sound, Zeng Muyan's nose felt sore and she couldn't help but shed tears.
She wiped her face violently and picked up the microphone hanging on the wall, her voice choked.
"Passengers... we... survived!"
Before she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and started sobbing.
There was a round of applause in the cabin, and people who had survived the disaster applauded one after another.
But Zeng Muyan looked at the cockpit.
It's that young man.
It was he who saved everyone!
At this moment, he was braving the extreme cold, holding on to all his life and moving forward bit by bit.
Zeng Muyan didn't know what else she could do, she could only wipe away her tears and show a professional smile.
"Passengers please sit tight, do not unbuckle your seat belts, and let us pray together."
After saying that, he hung up the microphone and strode towards the cabin.
Ye Lan did not give up, she also wanted to stand on her last duty.
