Female president's iron-blooded soldier king

When the strong airflow hit, Wang Zhijun couldn't help shivering, and accidentally, his hat rubbed and was blown away by the hurricane. Now the plane is climbing in the troposphere, the air is dense, the wind resistance is too large, and the cockpit is driven only by vice captain Yang Zhi. It is the most dangerous moment.

Now it is obvious that the plane is bumped by strong airflow. Wang Zhijun grabs the landing gear with one hand and fiercely pulls the cable around his waist and yells at the narrow passage. He knows that if he doesn't pull the rope quickly at the moment, Xu Youbing on the wing is likely to be blown away by strong airflow immediately. Thinking about his mission this time, Wang Zhijun not only felt ashamed, but he promised the head that if he found him, he would find a way to help him, even if he sacrificed his life.

He is the greatest treasure of the country, and the country can't afford to lose.

But at the moment, Wang Zhijun did not expect that he was also the Kui treasure of the country. He is a pilot who forcibly transferred from a fighter pilot to a civil aviation pilot. In fact, all he is doing now is the task assigned to him by the head.

How difficult it is for the state to train an air force pilot. It's just a pile of gold. In addition to the cost of money, just skilled driving skills and endless flight time add up to make anyone feel terrible.

At the moment, Yang Zhi in the cockpit seems to be in a hurry. He holds the joystick tightly and needs to pay attention to various data from time to time. His palms are full of sweat. The plane is crossing the troposphere, which is a very easy thing for ordinary people. You can do it by yourself. But now, due to tension and interference from various external factors, he almost made a mistake and let the plane break into the troposphere.

A warning came from the tower in the headset: "xingjiapo Boeing 747xyz, please return immediately. If you find suspicious stowaways on your wing, please return immediately! This is the order 747xyz. Please abide by the international aviation agreement and implement the requirements of the tower! Please close the landing gear, remind again, please close the landing gear immediately. You are flying in the strong troposphere at an altitude of 6800...... "atmosphere......"

If the aircraft flies in the troposphere, the air density leads to excessive lift, and the aircraft will rise all the time. It is difficult to control it at a constant altitude, resulting in poor aircraft handling. The landing gear is located at the root of the wing near the belly, and the Boeing 747 has four groups of takeoff and landing, two under the wing and two under the fuselage. This undoubtedly adds greater resistance to the aircraft climbing. As required, the aircraft will quickly raise the landing gear and close the landing pod after taking off and off the ground. But from the beginning, they knew that Xu Youbing rushed onto the wing, so they had to leave a life-saving landing pod for him.

But now it encountered strong airflow, the plane immediately bumped up and down, and there was a scream in the cabin. The passengers shouted, and even people who knew aviation knowledge immediately began to ask why the landing gear was not closed when the aircraft climbed, whether there was any problem with the aircraft, and how to ensure the safety of the passengers. Please contact the ground quickly and request a forced landing.

One person made a professional request, and then everyone booed together. The guy on the wing who shocked everyone was still bumping up and down in the wind, and even accidentally would be blown away by the hurricane and fall 10000 meters high. Everyone's heart was in their throat. They were worried about this absolutely unusual trip, prayed one after another, and then angrily began to condemn the crew's negligent behavior.

"Please return. Please pay attention to our lives. Please return. There is a dead guy on the wing. You can't ignore our request like this!"

"Yes, return, return now! The boy is about to fall. Are you still not human? Do you just watch a man go to death? "

"Paralyzed, what about you? Tell the captain our request. That bastard, we want to return!"

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, I'm Milan, the flight attendant of this flight. Please don't get excited and listen to me..."

"Listen to you, nimabi... Don't make trouble. The plane is going to fall. It's so bumpy. Why don't you put down the landing gear quickly. Don't think we can't see the wheels under the wing. We're not blind..... Oh, my God, look!"

At the moment, through the porthole, many passengers close to the wing were surprised to see an unforgettable thing for them. A boy wearing snow-white pilot's clothes climbed onto the landing gear of the wing unconsciously and leaned out his head against the strong wind.

"Is that brother Bing, Xu Youbing? Is that you? I'm Steven. My Chinese name is Wang Zhijun and Xu Youbing. If you hear me, please come back! Please insist, I'm here to help you! "

Wang Zhijun grasped the landing gear and even made a circle on the landing gear with a cable, which can be regarded as pulling out the rope. But what depressed him most was how he threw the thick cable to the wing. If you throw it out like this, it's just a joke. You throw one to me when you're thousands of meters high and facing a hurricane. Don't say the rope can't be thrown, even the huge wind speed will blow the cable away in an instant, and even drag Wang Zhijun off the plane.

"Wang Zhijun! Smelly boy! " Xu Youbing's heart was so hot that when he couldn't hold on, he unexpectedly met this guy. Even one more minute, Xu Youbing believed that he would die. He really couldn't catch it. The huge wind threw him like a whip, beating the wings from time to time. Even if he is not blown away by the hurricane, he will be so crazy up and down and beaten that he will draw out his internal organs and bleed.

But when he heard the voice, he couldn't see anyone, but just this gave Xu Youbing great confidence: "Wang Zhijun, good guy, good guy! You're down there. Thank you, boy. I thought I would die today! " Xu Youbing replied loudly.

Wang Zhijun was excited. Fortunately, the guy could hold back for so long and had the strength to shout: "Xu Youbing, don't worry. I'm trying to find a way. I have a cable, but I can't throw it on the wing. You know, it's difficult for the guy to stretch his head now. Please insist. I must insist. I'll climb back now and find an iron chain. I believe the iron chain can still be thrown up! "

"Cable?" The outline of a rope suddenly appeared in Xu Youbing's mind.

"Wait a minute, I have a backpack here! Wang Zhijun, I'll put my backpack down. You grab the backpack and tie it to the cable, and I'll be able to climb up the landing gear! " The huge wind speed forced two people to shout in the air. At the height of six kilometers, there was little oxygen. Just a few shouts made them seem to have exhausted their strength.

"Can you? Well, try it!" Wang Zhijun replied one by one.

Xu Youbing immediately began to pull his backpack and forcibly pulled it under him. But at this time, the plane was bumped violently again. Brother Bing was almost thrown off the wing by the strong bumps. My heart suddenly died again. Thousands of grass mud horses galloped through my mouth!