afterglow

Chapter 290 Stall and spin; Survive a catastrophe?

At this moment, under the huge thunderstorm cloud, two escorting Type [-] fighter jets were blown up and down by the air current, and the larger special plane was slightly better.

Although the strong head-on wind causes the aircraft's ground speed (speed relative to the ground) to drop rapidly, it still maintains a certain airspeed.

Their ground speed has been reduced to about 140㎞/h, while the airspeed is still close to 200㎞/h.

After finally passing through the thunderstorm cloud from below, the scene ahead suddenly became clear, and the previous gloomy environment with thunderstorms finally disappeared.

The pilot reset the autopilot altitude to 200 meters and the plane began to climb.

As a result, the oncoming strong wind gradually weakens, the airflow flowing through the wings decreases suddenly, and the lift force on the entire aircraft also decreases.

What's more terrible is that the plane is still climbing at this moment, and the nose is pointing at the sky at an angle of 10°. If the power is not increased, the speed will naturally decrease.

However, the damage to the pitot tube made it impossible for the autopilot to know the current situation. Whether it was the machine or the pilot, they all thought that the plane was still at the standard cruising speed of 220㎞/h.

However, during the slow and continuous climb, the speed of the aircraft has gradually decreased to 120㎞/h, while the stall speed of the Youyun-105 passenger plane is [-]㎞/h.

The feeling of passing through the thunderstorm cloud before was really shocking. It always felt like walking around before the gate of hell.

Now that they had escaped from birth, the two pilots were relieved, and their mentality inevitably relaxed a lot.

Finally, the co-pilot who picked up the water cup and sipped a big sip of tea noticed something strange.

He stared at the instrument in front of him, then looked at the main pilot, wondering: "It's weird, why is the speed still fixed?"

The latter also felt abnormal, "Two hundred and two? Hiss... Strange, is the autopilot giving too much fuel?"

Climbing will reduce speed, so the autopilot will automatically increase the throttle during this process, thus giving the aircraft more power to avoid stalling, but generally maintain a speed slightly lower than cruising speed, about 190-200 ㎞/h.

So why is it fixed at 220㎞/h today?
The two pilots had a tacit understanding and turned their heads to look at the throttle valve on the center console almost at the same time.

aha?Throttle still in level-flight cruising gear?Autopilot didn't increase it?
Then why is the speed the same as level flight when climbing now?Could it be...

The hearts of the main driver and the co-pilot thumped, and they instantly realized that something was wrong, and the souls of the dead died!

"Quickly accelerate!!!"

"Pump up the oil!"

At this time, they were horrified to find that the outside scene began to roll irregularly, which meant that the plane was spinning!

Due to the lack of a fixed reference object and the confusion of their own balance receptors, in some extreme cases, the pilot may even experience space disorientation.

Immediately afterwards, a slight sense of weightlessness came quickly. If the seat belts hadn't fixed the two of them on the seat, they might have been vacated.

There were also panicked screams and shouts from the cabin next door.

Now, because the difference between the oncoming airflow and the wing speed is too small, the entire aircraft is caught in a spin caused by a unilateral stall.

From the perspective of the escorting fighter pilot, this bright yellow special plane is like the withered yellow leaves in autumn, flipping and falling down...

Because the various speed states of fighter jets and passenger planes are quite different, it is naturally impossible for the two escort fighter jets to slowly climb up with the passenger plane, otherwise they will stall, so they will first climb to the predetermined altitude at normal speed, and then circle around the plane. A large circle came back to rejoin.

Therefore, the opportunity to find out that the plane was not in the right state was missed.

From the invention of the airplane to later generations, most of the tragedies of tragic aviation accidents were caused by this kind of superimposed mistakes. A single omission is actually very difficult to put a well-equipped airplane to death.

At the moment, the cabin is in a mess, teacups, dinner plates, chopsticks, books, documents, etc. are flying up and down, falling everywhere.

Looking out through the round window, one second was a clear blue sky, and the next second it was a blue ocean.

And as the rotation continued, people were soon dizzy, and could not tell where was the sea and where was the sky.

In the cockpit, the two pilots knew that they had already stepped into the gate of death with half a foot.

No, it can even be said that he has fallen into the gate of hell, with only half of his foot still outside the gate.

"Stop the gas! Stop the gas!!!" the main driver screamed.

But the co-pilot didn't give any response, and he didn't know whether he was confused by the shaking, or just frightened by the situation.

The driver stretched out his right hand and groped for a few times, finally put his hand on the throttle lever, and then pushed it back to the idle state.

Then, he stepped on the right rudder with all his strength—because the plane was spinning counterclockwise at this moment.

Oil reduction and anti-rudder, this is the standard response to recovering from a stall and spin, and then you can only resign yourself to fate.

five seconds?ten seconds? 15 seconds?
People under high stress often can't tell the time clearly, and the main driver doesn't know how long it has passed. The rotation speed of the scene outside the driver's window slows down, and finally stops.

God bless!It really worked out!
In an instant, his hope of life was rekindled, and the co-pilot next to him finally came to his senses.

"Full oil, full oil, full oil! Pull the lever!"

The two crane three-type 900-horsepower radial engines burst out with maximum power, and the three-bladed metal propellers spun at high speed.

During this period, the terrified fighter pilots have been calling desperately through the radio, but where are the two struggling on the verge of life and death?He didn't even have the time to move his lips.

So far, this bright yellow special plane has descended to an ultra-low altitude of only 3000 meters, and it fell here from a height of [-] meters in a very short period of time.

Up and down, the whole plane was on the verge of disintegration under the action of huge shear force.

Such a sudden dive and climb beyond the design has reached the theoretical limit. It can only be said that the aluminum alloy fuselage frame made by Zhongsheng Company is too strong if it did not disintegrate during the fall.

For half a second, the idea of ​​"going to visit the aircraft factory to thank him after returning alive" flashed through the mind of the chief pilot.

However, the height of the plane above the sea was still too low at this moment, and before it had time to start climbing again, it shot into the calm Daming Sea with its nose up.

Thanks to the decisive response of the pilot, the relative speed of the plane to the sea surface was already relatively low when it finally fell into the water—about 30㎞/h.

The aircraft structure, which was on the verge of breaking during the previous dive and pull-up process, could no longer hold on and disintegrated instantly.

But... at least it didn't fall apart and turn into dust.

Except for a few people who fell into a coma due to the huge impact, the rest survived although they all suffered a lot of internal and external injuries.

Since the plane had been reduced to pieces, the inflatable lifeboats and life buoys disappeared naturally, and they could only float on the sea with a few pieces of skin on the fuselage.

The two escorting fighter jets also quickly descended and began circling to search.

Because the special planes of the Ming royal family are all painted bright yellow or ochre-yellow, the contrast is obvious in the blue sea, and sharp-eyed pilots can see the countless large and small fragments at a glance.

They immediately radioed the situation, along with the coordinates of the crash site.

"...Please reply if you receive it, hello?"

"Ah?! Wait, wait, you mean the prince's plane crashed into the sea?!"

It's hard to imagine the feelings and state of the receiver who was informed of the news—shocked?Confused?incredible?At a loss?
However, the response speed of the Air Force and Navy was very fast, and the emergency take-off that skipped all routine procedures was incredible.

Only ten minutes later, a [-]-type seaplane with only a small amount of fuel on it took off from the naval base in Shanghai in a hurry.

Immediately afterwards, the training ship of Hangzhou Naval Martial Arts, which was conducting routine training in the nearby waters, also suspended its mission, and sailed at full speed to the target sea area with a full ship full of instructors and naval cadets.

"what?!"

In the mansion, Zhu Lingjing who was having dinner froze when she heard the news.

The delicate ivory chopsticks rested on the crystal tofu, pressing down the soft tofu a little.

Zhu Lingjing knew that this could not be a joke, and no one dared to make a joke about it. After a few seconds, she murmured with erratic eyes: "It's ridiculous!"

"Your Highness, the cabinet wants you to go there immediately, without delay." Su Yiyi reminded cautiously.

"I know, let's go."

Zhu Lingjing put down her chopsticks and stood up slowly, suddenly feeling like the sky was about to collapse.

She took a deep breath, walked out of the house, and involuntarily looked at the sunset in the west, only to find that today's sunset was particularly glaring.

She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, then walked towards the garage in the front yard with small steps.

After entering the Forbidden City and coming to the Wenhua Palace, the busy and formal atmosphere here has changed, and it has become extremely cold and solemn.

There was no expression on the faces of the people coming and going from Zhongshushe, and there was no emotion.

Walking around inside, when we came to the meeting hall, when the door was opened, we saw more than a dozen cabinet ministers gathered here, some of them were still wearing casual clothes when they were at home, they must have rushed here.

Faced with such a series of shocking events, no matter how calm people are, they will not be able to remain calm.

The emperor and his son had a stroke and a plane crash, and they all escaped death.

So Zhu Lingjing's face is very ugly now, she obviously didn't shed any tears, but it is much uglier than when she died in the past.

Seeing her like this, Gao Qingkui, who was standing with his hands behind his back, said calmly: "There is good news. Although the plane lost control and fell into the water, the pilot operated it properly, and no one was killed. The prince is still alive, and no one was killed."

Hearing this, Zhu Lingjing suddenly felt dizzy for a while, and hurriedly supported the door frame next to her, almost staggering and falling.

Thanks to being young and in good health, otherwise someone with a bad heart would have great sorrow, great joy, great downs and great ups and downs, and I'm afraid he would faint on the spot.

Lin Xi, who was diagonally in front, smiled wryly and said, "Your Highness, this is the news that was sent just now. The airship (seaplane) sent to search and rescue has arrived. Except for the two missing, the remaining 11 people have all survived."

"..." Zhu Lingjing opened her mouth to speak but was unable to speak, she hesitated for a long time before she could say, "God's blessing, luck in misfortune."

"This accident is too strange, why did it happen?" Anxiously, Li Guangyuan knocked on the table, "I'm afraid it wasn't someone's deliberate murder."

"The world is unpredictable. It doesn't look like a conspiracy. The prince is returning home urgently. This is a temporary idea. Even if someone in the Wa country has planned it for a long time, it is impossible to react." Yu Shenhua denied his guess.

"I also don't think it's like an assassination. Temporary change of mind and sudden change of itinerary are good ways to prevent assassination." Xie Qinrui pondered: "Of course, I can't say for sure. After all, it was in Tokyo. Before the truth is found out. , speculation cannot be taken seriously.”

Lin Xi frowned and said, "It's not important right now. Let's think about the army first. Pretending to be on standby for drills won't last long."

Li Guangyuan felt that this was not a difficult problem, and said nonchalantly, "Then let's take advantage of the situation and transfer the two divisions of the army away from Gyeonggi, and let them go to other places to practice for a while. All departments of the imperial army will be released from combat readiness, and it will be fine as usual."

"Why don't we cut half of each department of the imperial army, split half, and transfer half of the troops to other places?" someone suggested.

Hearing this, Lin Xi was laughed angrily, and regardless of the face among his colleagues, he directly counterattacked mercilessly: "Do you want to think about what you said? Even the imperial guards can't believe it, so the Ming court today It will be dissolved."

Zhu Lingjing was not interested in the conversations of the cabinet members—since her elder brother was lucky and fateful, everything was fine and within the controllable range.

His father is not too young, and his physical condition has been poor since his mother died of illness. Although this sudden emergency was unexpected, it is also reasonable.

If it is measured and judged by pure reason, the emperor's death is just right now, not too soon or too late.If you wait until the war breaks out before you die, the transfer of power during the war will only have a greater negative impact.

"In that case, I will go back to the manor first."

"Slow down, Your Highness."

Transferring the third and fourth divisions of the army to other places, in Zhu Lingjing's opinion, such a move is superfluous. The fourth division has been strictly checked after the mutiny last time. The same is true for all the troops in Beijing. It is almost impossible Something went wrong.

Sometimes it is indeed difficult for young people to understand some of the "safe" actions of older people.

At [-]:[-] p.m. that day, the seaplane carrying Zhu Liqie landed at the naval base, and he was immediately sent to the Shanghai First Municipal Hospital.

Two fractured ribs, multiple contusions and bruises on the body surface, three exposed wounds, and a mild concussion. The results of the examination surprised the doctors.

It's hard to imagine that he only suffered such minor injuries in the catastrophe in the air. It's really God's favor for Daming.

"It's absurd. It's obviously the bad weather that caused the accident. It's purely human's credit to be able to survive." Zhu Liqie, who was undergoing wound sutures, was very disdainful of the doctors' sighs.

In short, a lengthy telegram was sent to the court. In a nutshell, "the prince's injury is very light, and he will recover within a few days of recuperation."

Everything seemed to be a false surprise.

The next day, it was a sunny morning.

Before the temperature rose, Zhu Lingjing, who was going to visit the emperor in the imperial hospital, was suddenly stopped.

Su Yiyi, who was full of panic, walked over quickly, and said hesitantly: "Your Highness...Your Highness, the prince...suddenly has a high fever."

"Because of a convulsion?"

"No... no, it's infected with germs."

(End of this chapter)