Death Is Like the Wind, Always Accompanying Me
10000 pounds of aviation fuel was equivalent to more than four tons.
In other words, there were still more than 4 tons of aviation fuel on the 8633 plane.
Normally, when a plane was landing, if it was overweight, especially if it was overloaded with fuel, it would circle over the airport to release fuel, or release fuel when it was close to the airport.
For some small airline companies.
The matter of draining fuel from the belly of the plane was no different from throwing money in the air.
However, draining the fuel was a standard action that was necessary for the plane to land.
Imagine if an accident happened during the landing of the plane. Without fuel, there would only be bumps and collisions. Some people would be injured or even killed.
However, if the plane still had a large amount of aviation fuel, what difference would it make to give this plane an incendiary bomb?
There was a slight collision, and bam!
Not to mention that everyone on the plane could escape, there was even a possibility that they would be implicated.
More importantly, if the plane was overweight, it would be much more serious than if the car was overweight. The probability of an accident would also increase greatly.
However, Wang Cheng and the others had no other choice.
They didn't have enough time to continue draining the fuel. No one knew how long the plane could last.
Kakaka!
The plane let out a screeching sound of metal twisting, reminding everyone that it could not hold on any longer.
"Tower, this is 8633. Please respond if you copy.”
"Tower, this is 8633. Please respond if you copy.”
"Rong city, 8633 calling. Please answer if you copy.”
...
Liang Dong continued to call out, but there was no response from Rong city.
"What happened?"
Wang Cheng controlled the control stick with one hand and the steering wheel with the other. Red warning lights were flashing on the dashboard.
His face was pale. It was already a miracle that he could persist until now after suffering such serious injuries.
"It should be, there's a problem with our communication. Continue to call!!!”
He did not even have the strength to speak now.
...
The atmosphere in the cabin was much better than before.
When they saw the blue sky and white clouds outside the window again and the plains of Rong city, everyone felt lucky to have survived a disaster.
"We're going home, sob..."
Some people were crying tears of joy, while others were gasping for breath, trying to calm themselves down.
Although less than an hour had passed, everyone's bodily functions had reached their limits in just a few minutes.
Dizziness, vomiting, diarrhea.
These were all normal body reactions.
It was as if everyone had taken a thrilling roller coaster ride in just a few minutes.
No, not just once, but several times.
"Look…"
At this moment, someone exclaimed.
Everyone followed his finger and looked out of the window. They saw that a piece of 'iron sheet' was gradually peeling off from the wing.
Kaka...
The ear-piercing sound of metal twisting could be heard.
Clang...
This piece of 'iron sheet' was directly blown away by the wind.
Clang...
The plane shook violently again.
This time, the magnitude was even greater.
Wang Cheng was caught off guard and his body was thrown forward. The glass shards stuck in his chest collided with the steering wheel.
Tsk...
The sound of a sharp blade stabbing into flesh rang out.
"Hiss…"
Wang Cheng grunted as blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
He suddenly felt dizzy. His vision instantly went black, and under the double vision, the world spun.
However, the intense pain in his chest woke him up instantly.
"Phew... Phew... Whoosh!"
Liang Dong was anxious." How are you?”
"Cough cough…Don't worry about me, keep calling, keep calling.”
"Rong city, 8633 calling. We will land at Shuangliu airport in four minutes. 02 will land on the right..."
...
"Rong city, Jinxiu is calling. I heard 8633 say that he will land on the right in 4 minutes.”
A voice from an unfamiliar channel came from the control center.
It was another pilot.
"Are you sure he said 02 landed right?”
Ye Feng asked.
"02 landed right, yes, yes.”
"Roger…"
"What happened? Wasn't it hovering in the air to release fuel? Now that he landed, he was seriously overweight.”
Wang Yiyun was confused.
"Something must have happened to the plane again. Let's not worry about this now. Quickly call the control tower and get ready for 8633 to land.”
Lin Fuming guessed.
Wang Yiyun nodded, aimed at the microphone, and gave instructions to Shuangliu Tower," Shuangliu Tower, in three and a half minutes, 8633 will land on the right side of 02. Please prepare for backup landing."”
...
Shuangliu Tower
The short-haired beauty also issued an order.
"Shu Hang 8633,02, you can land on the right side. Wind direction is 270,2 meters. Correct Haiya 1004. The ground is calm and the runway is normal. You can land on the right side of 02.”
This command was also passed through the control center and Jin Xiu Airlines pilots to the cockpit of No. 8633.
Wang Cheng's expression was getting uglier and uglier. The gauze tied around his chest was already dyed red with blood.
His lips were black and his face was as white as paper.
This was a sign of excessive blood loss.
However, at this time, it was impossible to let He Jing give him a blood transfusion.
The only thing Wang Cheng could do now was to grit his teeth and persevere.
"Captain, hold on. We can go home in three minutes.”
Liang Dong's voice seemed to come from the horizon.
Wang Cheng's eyes drooped as if he had already fainted.
However, his hands were already firmly in control of the plane.
The last gate to hell was getting closer and closer.
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