Joining Sichuan Airlines starts with rescuing the captain of a powerful country

Chapter 382: Brother San who bullies the weak and fears the strong
"What's there to say?"

Liang Dong's face twitched.

obviously.

Even though it's been so long now.

But every time I think of the bad things that happened before.

He still has lingering fears.

But fortunately, he has a very strong heart.

So it's just a lingering fear, not a psychological trauma.

Also.

If he didn't have a strong heart, he wouldn't be able to do this job.

Even Xu Yichen, who is younger than him, and weak women like Huang Jia and Bi Nan, have gone through so many things and still have no major problems.

What if I am not even as good as these young people?

Then how can I have the face to stay in the airline?

Just go home and plant sweet potatoes.

So when the two young people looked disappointed, Liang Dong suddenly said, "But since you want to listen, I will pick a few to tell you."

"Which one do you two want to hear?" Liang Dong asked.

The two young men immediately showed joy on their faces.

"The May 5.28 plane crash was the one where your windshield exploded."

“Evacuation of Chinese from Southeast Asia.”
The two young men said in unison.

However, two completely different air crashes were mentioned.

Liang Dong pondered for a moment.

Then he smiled and said, "You two mentioned two completely different stories. How about I tell both?"

Of course the two young people were happy to do so.

Quickly prick up your ears.

Listen carefully.

"Ahem." Liang Dong cleared his throat and then said, "There were actually signs of the May 5.28 accident. I don't mean that we had already discovered that the windshield of the plane might burst, but that the crew had already discovered that a very large cumulonimbus cloud would appear on the route before the flight took off."

"How big is that cumulonimbus cloud?"

“Looking from the bottom up, it’s taller than Mount Everest.”

"It was so dark, it felt like I was about to enter the underworld."
Liang Dong spoke as he used gestures to describe.

But before he could finish, he saw the two young men's eyes bulged out, as if their eyeballs were about to pop out.

The corners of Liang Dong's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of complacency on his face.

Ah!
It seems that I have a talent for storytelling.

This was just a description of the appearance of a cumulonimbus cloud, but it scared the two young men so much.

But apart from being content.

A hint of dissatisfaction appeared on Liang Dong's face again.

Look at the psychological quality of you two.

Looking as timid as a mouse.

How to become a qualified pilot in the future?
"Why are you two so timid? It's just a cumulonimbus cloud. Look how scared you two are. And this is just based on my oral description. What if you become real pilots in the future and encounter similar cumulonimbus clouds, you two will be scared to death, right?" Liang Dong said dissatisfiedly.

But the young co-pilot seemed not to have heard his dissatisfaction, and was still looking straight ahead with a look of surprise.

The observer had a similar expression.

But they weren't scared to death.

The fact that they were able to work for Sichuan Airlines shows that they had received professional training at the aviation school for at least four years.

While in the aviation school.

They not only flew the simulator, but also completed practical courses, completed independent transfer and solo flights in light trainer aircraft, and obtained private pilot licenses.

Only then will you be able to successfully join Sichuan Airlines.

But the psychological quality is a little poor.

It is impossible to complete the transfer and solo flight of a light trainer aircraft alone.

This is the most rigorous exam that tests a flight trainee's flying skills, driving experience, courage, and psychological quality.

You think about it.

A young man in his twenties was flying a plane alone at an altitude of one thousand meters.

How much courage does this require?

So it stands to reason.

It's impossible for these two young people to be so shocked by a small story. Could it be?

Is it really because I spoke too well?

Liang Dong suddenly fell into deep self-doubt.

"That's enough. Why do you still look like you've seen a ghost?" Liang Dong reminded again at this time.

Gurgle

He had just finished speaking.

The young co-pilot swallowed his saliva.

Then he pointed straight ahead and said in a trembling voice, "Liang, Brother Liang, is the cumulonimbus cloud you encountered that day as big as the one in front of us?"

"What a mess." Liang Dong muttered.

Only then did he turn his head.

When he saw a black cumulonimbus cloud that looked like a mountain in the distance, right in front of the plane, he was also shocked, "Fuck!"

Then he hurriedly sat up straight and shouted to the dazed observer, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and notify Captain Qingzhou to tell him that we have met our old friend again."

The observer on the plane finally reacted.

Quickly unbuckle your seat belt.

Then he rolled and crawled towards the cabin.

cabin.

Lu Qingzhou first communicated with the chief flight attendant and asked her about the situation in the cabin.

Then he walked from the nose to the tail of the plane with a serious face.

The smell in the cabin was very turbid.

The air carrying the smell of sweat and stinky feet penetrated into his nostrils.

Although Lu Qingzhou had long been accustomed to this smell.

But he couldn't help sniffing.

Then open your mouth slightly and choose to breathe through your mouth.

Today's passengers are relatively 'honest'.

Most of the passengers were sleeping in their seats, while some were chatting in low voices.

A look of satisfaction appeared on Lu Qingzhou's face.

Ah!
It seems that nothing strange will happen today.

some days ago.

When he was flying from Mumbai back to Chengdu, the crew suddenly asked for help in a hurry.

He didn't know until he arrived at the cabin.

It turned out to be a high caste Indian who kept insulting the low caste person sitting next to him.

If the security guard hadn't stopped him, this high-caste man would have even punched the guy with his fists.

And the lower caste always keeps his head down and is submissive.

Dare not answer.

Lu Qingzhou was both angry at his lack of fighting spirit and very upset.

Oh shit.

If anyone dares to humiliate me like this, I will fight with him even at the risk of my life.

But this Ah San just couldn't get hard.

Just like a bullied young wife.

It makes me so angry that my liver hurts.

Later, Lu Qingzhou walked over, pointed at the high-caste Indian and cursed him in English, telling him that this was Xia's territory and he had to abide by Xia's rules, and asked him to put away his high-caste master's airs.

If he dares to talk again, I will throw him out of the plane.

The high-caste Indian guy was so frightened that he dared not say a word.

The four words "bully the weak and fear the strong" have long been engraved in Asan's bones.

From ancient times to the present.

The Indians always bully the ethnic groups weaker than themselves.

For example, Sikkim, Nepal, Bangladesh and so on.

Then they kneel down and lick the race that is stronger than themselves.

For example, in developed Western countries, the Russians.
Therefore, the thousands of years of India's history is actually a history of being invaded, a history of admiring the strong and bullying the weak, a history of being fawning on superiors and being cruel to subordinates.

(End of this chapter)