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

Chapter 405: Forced landing at Sirte Airport, attacked by rockets and mortars
Zong Dawei looked helpless.

But he also knew that the other party was telling the truth.

So he could only nod, and then relayed these words to Lu Qingzhou.

cockpit.

Lu Qingzhou turned his head and looked at Liu Changjian, "Old squad leader, can our positioning system find Surt Airport?!"

"Yes." Liu Changjian said concisely.

"it is good."

"Tell the cabin to prepare for collision avoidance." Lu Qingzhou said to Liang Dong again.

Liang Dong quickly agreed.

cabin.

When Bi Nan, Huang Jia and others heard that they had to be prepared for collision again, they suddenly felt tired.

Again? !
It's not over, right?

How many times this year have you heard this?
Are you going to play this game again today?
They don't know whether they are too lucky or too unlucky.

In just half a year, this is the nth time that a "forced landing" has occurred.

Even movies don’t dare to be shot like this.

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have gotten involved in this mess.

Isn’t it nice to eat melons, lie down, and watch TV series in China? !
But it's too late to say anything now.

Bi Nan took a deep breath and said to the other beautiful girls who were looking at each other in bewilderment, "What are you all still standing there for? Fasten your seat belts, bend over, put your hands on the front seats, and be ready for collision!"

After saying that, she turned to look at Liu Xiyuan and was about to demonstrate it to the diplomatic leader herself.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiyuan had already buried his body under the seat.

The posture should be as standard as possible.

Seeing Bi Nan's surprised expression, Liu Xiyuan smiled bitterly and said, "I have worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for more than ten years. I often travel around the world and have encountered this kind of thing more than once or twice, so practice makes perfect."

"This is what we call a disease that makes a good doctor," he said self-deprecatingly.

A trace of sympathy appeared on Bi Nan's face.

It turns out that every industry has its own sad history!

Others envy the high salaries and good benefits of the flight attendant industry, but we know our own business. To put it bluntly, flight attendants are just a group of service staff.

I envy the people who work in the system for their good fortune and style.

But everyone has their own sorrows and grievances.

Especially for overseas staff, if they are unlucky enough to be in a turbulent country, what is the difference between that and tying your head to your belt! ?

The plane is very fast.

If you travel by car, it will take at least one or two hours to travel a distance of about 100 kilometers.

But Lu Qingzhou only took nearly 10 minutes to complete the 'whole course'.

The plane arrived over the city of Sirte.

Lu Qingzhou turned his head to look at the city below. This important city in central Nu country had now been completely swallowed up by the darkness.

Such a huge city without a trace of light is no different from a barren desert.

If only the Airbus A350's navigation system wasn't accurate enough.

Otherwise, Lu Qingzhou and the others might even suspect that they had found the wrong place.

"Contact the airport and ask them to turn on the runway lights immediately to guide us for an emergency landing." Lu Qingzhou took a deep breath and said to Liu Changjian.

Liu Changjian immediately turned on the public channel and called the Sirte Airport Tower.

Just 30 seconds later.

Swish!
far away.

A row of bright lights suddenly lit up in the pitch-black night.

This string of brilliant lights is like bright guiding stars in the sky, guiding the brave men who are lost at sea.

"The airport said that the city of Sirte is currently under a blackout, so they will give us a maximum of two minutes for an emergency landing. If we exceed two minutes, they will immediately turn off the airport runway lights. Otherwise, we may be attacked by government forces or anti-government forces." Liu Changjian said loudly.

Lu Qingzhou immediately adjusted the plane's heading and aimed the nose of the plane at the string of bright 'starlight'.

"Two minutes, right? That's enough."

He took a deep breath.

Whether you live or die depends on this.

Even the damn God can’t take me away, and I still don’t believe it. A few little black guys can take my life?
Black Africa.

I'm here. Lu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and pushed the joystick hard in the direction of the light.

A forced landing should look like a forced landing.

No need for any conventional "three-side" or "five-side" operations.

While aiming at the string of bright lights in the distance, Lu Qingzhou pushed the stick and lowered his head, descending at an angle of nearly 40 degrees.

This angle is close to a dive.

If you are not careful, the plane is at risk of stalling and crashing.

But the airport only gives two minutes, and after two minutes, the airport will turn off the runway lights.

Without the guidance of runway lights, the plane is like a deaf and blind person, and no one knows where it will fly.

By then, no matter how good Lu Qingzhou's eyesight is, it will be of no use.

Liu Changjian is indeed a veteran pilot.

His face looked as usual.

The movements were skillfully coordinated to land the canoe.

Liang Dong and Xu Yichen at the back were sweating profusely, and kept muttering: Too fast, too fast!
Nearly.

Closer again.

Airport control tower.

Zong Dawei and the young man named Cheng Lang were also looking at the plane flying in the sky with nervous expressions.

The Airbus A350 passenger plane had already turned on its navigation lights at this time, so it was particularly conspicuous in the night.

The roar of the aircraft engines even drowned out the sound of fierce gunfire in the city of Sirte.

"The noise is too loud, it will attract the attention of the militants," Zong Dawei said anxiously.

His mouth seemed to be blessed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Lang pointed to the distance and shouted, "Look, what is that!?"

Suddenly, a long flame shot up in the distance. It was so fast that it flew into the air in the blink of an eye and headed straight for the Airbus A350 passenger plane in the air.

It's a rocket.

Someone fired a rocket at the plane.

Zong Dawei wanted to slap himself in the face.

What a crow's mouth!

Inside the cockpit.

Lu Qingzhou and Liu Changjian naturally saw the rockets coming at them rapidly.

But now it is inevitable.

Fortunately, the rocket was not guided, so Lu Qingzhou pushed the throttle valve hard and the plane flew far away.

The incoming rocket just missed the plane and disappeared into the night.

boom.
At this moment, a mortar shell suddenly exploded in the airport.

It seems that the sudden lighting of the runway lights at the airport did attract the attention of both parties in the firefight.

Although the two sides in the exchange of fire only fired one rocket and one mortar shell, the warning was very obvious.

If the lights continue to be on, it may attract a large-scale attack.

tower.

Everyone was startled by the sudden explosion.

Abbas immediately said to Zong Dawei, "We must turn off the runway lights immediately, otherwise those lunatics will continue to attack us."

Zong Dawei pointed at the imminent Airbus A350 and shouted, "The plane is about to land. If you turn off the runway lights now, won't you kill them?!"

"So you want to kill all of us? There are still hundreds of you Xia people in the airport," Abbas argued.

Zong Dawei stopped talking for a moment.

Yes.

There are still hundreds of compatriots in the waiting hall.

What if both sides of the firefight attack the airport! ?

In the moment he was stunned, Abbas had already walked forward.

The airport runway lights were turned off directly.

The airport was instantly plunged into pitch-black darkness.

(End of this chapter)