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Chapter 980 From Comet to Meteor (Second update, please subscribe)

The night was as heavy as thick ink. A "Comet" jet from an overseas airline quietly passed through layers of clouds at an altitude of ten thousand meters, like a lonely star shuttling through the silent night sky.

"It seems that there are still few passengers tonight, only thirty-one." The co-pilot flipped through the passenger list in his hand and sighed.

The captain held the coffee cup, looked from the map to the co-pilot, and replied calmly:
“Human hearts are always like this. They are always full of doubts and uneasiness about new things.”

In fact, people are not full of resistance to new things. If the comet was not an airplane, and there were not several accidents in which the plane crashed and people died, the passengers would not be so resistant to this kind of airplane.

The navigator gestured on the map and interrupted:
"Yes, if they have a choice, they might prefer to take the C717 White Swan, or even the C707 that has just been put into use."

The captain smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with determination: "The future is a matter of the future. The most important thing now is how we can make this 'Comet' regain people's trust."

"All the passengers need is confidence," he added, with unquestionable confidence in his tone.

Although the three air crashes in 1959 cast a shadow over the Comet, making people afraid of it, the pilots knew that after continuous improvements and efforts, the Comet had gotten rid of the problem of metal fatigue and had become a trustworthy aircraft.

It is definitely not inferior to the White Swan made in Nanyang. Although the British Comet jet aircraft is the world's first jet airliner, it was rejected by the market due to an accident, while the White Swan, which was developed later than it, was sought after by the market.

While the Comet aircraft was still dealing with accidents that resulted in the destruction of the aircraft and the loss of lives, the White Swan had already flown all over the world and received a large number of orders worldwide.

"The current 'Comet' is safe and reliable. As long as we fly a few more times and let people see its strength, they will naturally choose it again, instead of just the White Swan." The captain said firmly.

When he mentioned the "White Swan", a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "It's just a Nanyang aircraft. Compared with our "Comet", it is still inferior."

However, at this moment, a dazzling warning light suddenly lit up in the cabin, and the low alarm sounded like a huge hammer hitting everyone's hearts, breaking the tranquility of the night sky.

The coffee cup in the captain's hand shook slightly, his brows knitted, and a trace of panic that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes: "Fuel failure?"

The first officer quickly checked the dashboard:

"What's going on? Why is the fuel supply decreasing so quickly?"

……

More than ten minutes later, the captain, who was already sweating profusely, no longer had his previous calm expression. He knew very well that an unprecedented crisis was quietly approaching.

The captain thought of the guest with a very special identity in the passenger list, so he said.

"Adam, the plane is now in your hands. Contact the nearest airport and try to land there. I...I'll go to the first class cabin first."

Why go to the first class cabin? Because there was a special guest there. Soon, he arrived at the first class cabin and saw a passenger who was closing his eyes and seemed to be resting. He walked forward and said when the bodyguard stood up.

"I have something to tell the Duke. It has to do with airplanes."

Philip opened his eyes and asked.

"Captain, what's up?"

"Duke, I...we have encountered some troubles." Bending down, the captain reported the situation to the Duke truthfully. Philip, who had been calm, suddenly changed his expression after hearing it. Then he looked at the captain and asked.

"Can we... land safely?"

"I don't know, but I'll try my best!"

The captain's answer made Philip nod silently and say.

"I believe in your ability."

Then he leaned back in his seat, looking out the window silently. His mood was extremely complicated at this moment.

After returning to the cockpit again, the captain looked at the co-pilot Adam and Adam asked.

"Tell him?"

"Yes."

"if it is real……"

“That would be an absolute disaster!”

The captain said as he sat back in the driver's seat. He took a deep breath before putting on his headphones, trying to keep his voice calm and firm:
"Dear passengers, I am the captain of this flight. We are currently experiencing some technical failures and there is a problem with the aircraft's fuel system. Please remain calm, our crew is doing their best to deal with this situation. Please believe in our professional ability, we will do our best to land at the nearest airport to ensure everyone's safety."

Although his voice was calm, the atmosphere in the cabin was like a tinderbox that had been lit, and the panic of the passengers spread rapidly like ripples. Screams, cries, and prayers came one after another, interweaving into a tense and chaotic picture. In this endless darkness and silence, human fear seemed so fragile and helpless.

Some people hugged their loved ones tightly, using the last bit of warmth to comfort each other; some people held on to their faith tightly, using firm belief to support themselves through the difficulties; and some people prayed silently, hoping that a miracle would happen.

As for Philip, he just sat there like that. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he picked up a pen and began to write a suicide note. Being a military man, he did not have too much fear when facing death.

Of course, deep down in his heart he also regretted why he had to ride on this "comet".

Now, I’m going to become a comet too.

What he regretted more was why he came to Asia. Wouldn’t it be better to stay in London?
There are so many things I regret, but it's too late to say anything now.

As people in the cabin fell into panic, co-pilot Adam kept calling for help through the radio. The fuel was getting lower and lower, and finally after flying for more than ten minutes, the leaked fuel was exhausted.

Soon the plane lost control and swayed in the air like a wounded beast. The captain held the joystick tightly, veins popping out on his forehead, and his eyes flashed with an unyielding light. He knew that he was carrying the weight of dozens of lives and could not retreat even a little.

However, fate did not seem to favor them. After a violent turbulence, the plane streaked across the night sky like a meteor and finally fell into the dark sea. The huge impact force instantly tore the cabin apart, and the seawater rushed in like a beast, swallowing everything in the endless darkness...

In this way, the Comet, which carried the hopes of the British aviation industry, once again proved to the world how unreliable it was.

(End of this chapter)