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

Chapter 398 Westward, Flying to Eritrea

Capital time.

It's 0 o'clock in the morning.

All preparations have been completed.

In the passenger seat.

Xu Yichen took the intercom and called the tower, "Tower, Sichuan Airlines 3u9988, parking position 211, requesting to push back and start."

soon.

The tower gave the order to 'slide out'.

The plane was towed by a tractor to the waiting point and waited for takeoff.

Just another minute or two passed.

The tower controller once again gave the OK to take off.

With the 'clear to take off' order given.

Captain Liu Changjian immediately pushed the throttle valve lever to the bottom and held the operating lever tightly with one hand.

The Airbus A350 began to taxi on the runway.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

faster and faster.

When the plane reached the V1 decision speed, Liu Changjian immediately started pulling up.

After just a few minutes.

The plane has reached an altitude of one thousand meters.

Xu Yichen was quick and agile. He immediately switched the channel and contacted Rongcheng Approach.

As an experienced co-pilot who has been flying for several years.

These operations are familiar to Xu Yichen.

The plane continued to climb.

Not a moment later.

The plane has climbed to an altitude of 6500 meters and is about to leave Chengdu airspace.

Xu Yichen bid farewell to Chengdu again.

Prepare to switch channels and contact Rongcheng District Channel.

But just as he was about to switch channels, the Chengdu approach controller suddenly said, "All the staff of the Southwest Air Traffic Control Bureau, like the crew and cabin crew of Sichuan Airlines flight 3u9988, I would like to express my highest respect. The sky is high and the water is deep, and the journey is thousands of miles. I hope you can successfully complete this evacuation mission. I wish you a safe journey. Goodbye!"

Xu Yichen took a deep breath, a blush appeared on his face, and he immediately replied, "Thank you, goodbye!!!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

He is happy now.

Xu Yichen will not be executed.

After hearing what the controller said, the people in the cockpit felt warm in their hearts.

Yes!

Although they have done so much, it is not for honor or material rewards.

Not for a compliment from a stranger.

They just wanted to do a good thing.

That's it.

But to hear someone say such praise in such a sincere tone.

Some people still benefited from it.

Not a moment later.

Sichuan Airlines flight 9988 has already contacted the Chengdu City Dispatch Center.

And the plane reached an altitude of 9800 meters.

Under the guidance of the Rongcheng District Control Department, the plane turned westward.

Rushed into the pitch-black night.

Also rushed towards an unknown future.

The time difference between East Africa and China is about six or seven hours.

So it is already 0: in the morning in China, but in East Africa it is still "the sun is setting and the heartbroken people are far away".

Asmara, the capital of Eritrea.

Inside the embassy conference room.

Ambassador Fang Jin looked tired and kept rubbing his swollen temples with his hands.

Not a moment later.

The conference room was already full of people.

Fang Jin saw this and saw that the conference room was already full of people, so he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Is everyone here?!"

Zhang Jiajia, the embassy's first secretary, quickly looked around the conference room.

Then he looked up at Fang Jin and nodded, "All those who can come have already come. The rest will either be scattered across Eritrea to gather overseas Chinese, or organize the evacuation of overseas Chinese at the capital airport, Asmara International Airport, or the port of Assab."

Fang Jin nodded.

Then he said, "Although the domestic situation in Eritrea is turbulent and the brutal civil war has caused great difficulties for our evacuation work, after these few days of sleepless nights, our colleagues have finally evacuated most of our compatriots stranded in the country. For this, the country has specially sent a telegram to commend us."

Fang Jin had just finished speaking.

Finally, a smile appeared on the tired faces of everyone in the conference room.

Very simple.

What do they tie their heads to their belts for?
Isn't it just to evacuate compatriots and gain recognition?
Now most of our compatriots have been evacuated successfully, and the country has also sent a message to commend them.

This shows that their hard work was not in vain.

"But so far, there are still thousands of compatriots stranded in various parts of the country. In other words, our evacuation work has not been successfully completed. A journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. I hope that everyone can grit their teeth and persevere until the final victory."

"Okay, I won't say any more big words, let me quickly report on the current progress of each working group."

At this moment.

Zhang Jiajia, who was sitting next to Fang Jin, quickly opened his notebook and reported, "There are now more than 2,000 compatriots waiting to be evacuated at the Assab port. However, in two hours, the escort fleet will escort two passenger ships into the port to pick up these compatriots. More than 1,000 people are stranded in the capital Asmara, but Asmara International Airport can still be used for the time being, and there are more flights coming to evacuate compatriots."

"Most of the embassy staff will also be evacuated on domestic flights."

After Zhang Jiajia reported the general situation, he continued, "But there are still two difficulties."

Fang Jin frowned and said, "Go on."

"The first one is Sirte. This city is the most intense area of ​​the civil war in Nusra. All land routes have been blocked. There is only one small civilian airport that can be used. Currently, there are more than 300 Chinese expatriates stranded in the city, but the planes urgently transferred from China are all heavy aircraft, and there is no way to make an emergency landing at this small airport."

"It is extremely difficult to evacuate the more than 300 compatriots trapped in Sirte."

"Who is the leader of Surt's working group!?" Fang Jin suddenly asked.

Zhang Jiajia glanced at the notebook, looked up and replied, "Zong Dawei."

"Tell Zong Dawei to ensure the safety of life and property of every overseas Chinese. Gather everyone near the airport and wait for the evacuation order. As for how to evacuate? The embassy should come up with an evacuation plan immediately."

"There is a plan, that is..." Zhang Jiajia hesitated to speak.

"I will handle the difficulties. You just need to formulate a plan. Now let's talk about the second difficulty."

"Yes." Zhang Jiajia sorted out her thoughts and continued, "The second difficulty is at the border between Eritrea and Ethiopia. There is a super-large oil refinery invested and built by our country, so hundreds of workers from China are stranded here."

"When the riots first broke out, the factory was looted several times, causing most of the workers to lose their passports. Now the country's borders have been blocked, and without passports, they cannot leave Eritrea even if the borders are open, so we need to send someone to resolve the problem," said Zhang Jiajia.

Fang Jin immediately said, "Then send someone."

Before he finished speaking, a staff member who looked like the celebrity Yin Tao stood up and said, "I have always been in charge of passport processing. Boss, I will lead the team at the refinery."

(End of this chapter)