After Becoming a Little |

Deutsche High Altitude · Aircraft

Communication between ground control and Apollo 522 continues.

Lu Wuxia, who sat back in the driver's seat, took a deep breath: "The plane is about to circle and descend. The target emergency landing site is Hamburg Airport, Germany. Please cooperate."

『Apollo Flight 522, coordination takes time, please adjust the flight attitude again. 』

"I can't wait any longer. The hypoxia time on the plane is too long. If it drags on, even if these people wake up, their brain tissue will be severely damaged." Lu Wuxia looked at the satellite phone in his hand: "And the coordination time won't be too long of."

"Not too long?land--"

Before the ground control center could finish his sentence, a burst of noise suddenly erupted from behind him, interrupting his doubts.

So he subconsciously looked back——

"Why aren't you ready yet? The plane is malfunctioning and hovering helplessly in the sky! What are you doing? Huh? You're blasphemy against taxpayers' money!"

Someone rushed into the ground control center, waving a sign in his hand, followed by a large group of news media carrying cameras and flashlights. Although the other party only shouted at the media through the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the control center, but Those words pierced the hearts of the ground control center staff like a knife.

"Seeing this slow rescue response, I was trembling with anger! I was sweating all over my body on a hot day! My hands and feet were cold!" the woman with a loud voice waving a sign roared, "Can our Deutschland recover? How on earth are helpless passengers going to live to be satisfied?"

As she spoke, she wiped her eyes, and hissed emotionally: "My tears flowed down uncontrollably... because our rescue mechanism, our air traffic control organization, is full of terrible bloat and looseness everywhere! If we encounter such a crisis, should we also wait helplessly in the sky to die?!"

Where did this hell come from a folk fighter?

And it's snowing!It's a hot day——where did you come from? Emperor penguins who are used to living in ice and snow!

The staff of the ground control center who had never been beaten by fists looked at each other. People from the management department went out to argue with each other. The security personnel at the airport rushed over and tried to take them away. The scene outside the center was in chaos.

『Ground control center, please continue to guide the forced landing process. ”The female voice flying the plane came from the earphone: “The left engine has failed, I’m going to delay the right engine to speed up and reduce the altitude. 』

"...Yes! But don't exceed the acceleration height set by the single-engine failure!" The engineer of the ground control center looked away, not looking at his embarrassed boss: "Also, you must remember! The highest TOGA gear is only Can be used for 10 minutes!"

"Understood, press the vertical speed to make the vertical speed zero..."

"Slow down! Must slow down!"

"I'm a lawyer from Bell Law Firm. Let me tell you clearly, if you can't assist the plane to make an emergency landing as soon as possible, I will take an unimaginable number of colleagues with you and dig out all your old secrets!"

A vague threat came from behind, and the engineer was stunned, subconsciously looking back.

Who is this Nima?

A group of men in suits and leather shoes entered the ground control center at some point, but the other party did not come to disturb the engineer. Instead, they surrounded several managers of the control center in a corner on the other side and pressed them against the wall to threaten them. .

Wow... Aren't barristers all well-spoken, menacing, understated?

What is the situation of this kind of black and evil forces?

The engineer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and suddenly felt the cold hands and feet on a hot day...

"Form 1, speed check, what do we need to do after that?" 』

"Choose form 0 at S speed!"

『Mode 0, speed check, confirm that the operation is complete. 』

"On the electronic instrument system, find the speedometer on the far left!" The engineer and his colleagues flipped through the information anxiously, sliding their fingers on the text, and slightly sweated on their foreheads: "When the speed reaches the green point, Pull out altitude selector to activate open climb mode!"

"Find the speedometer, see the green dot...climb, open climb. 』

"Very well, then FMA, did the LVR MCT message appear on it?"

『There are two words LVR MCT, marked with yellow letters. 』

"Yes yes yes! That's the one! Now set the thrust handle to the MCT position!"

"The position of the MCT...just push it up? 』

"What position is it now?"

"FLEX bit. 』

"No no no, don't push straight to the top! Set to CLB position first, and then set to maximum sustainable thrust!"

"clear--"

"I am a director of the board of directors of the Bank of Hamburg. Can anyone tell me why there is a fighter jet behind our passenger plane in the sky? I saw it with my own eyes! This is a great damage to the investment environment of our city of Hamburg! Can we Has extremism spread to the military?"

A loud voice came, a fat man, a bald fat man, a fat man in a British-style suit, a top hat and a cane, just walked in like no one else.

No one dared to stop him, because everyone present knew this guy, the rich man in Hamburg, the aristocrat and celebrity of the upper class.

The person in charge of the ground control center was sweating profusely: "Sir, sir—why are you here?"

The other party is not only a rich man, but also a rich man who everyone present has to call BOSS indirectly or directly.

"Airplane! Fighter!" The fat man paused his cane and scolded, "What are they trying to do? What are you trying to do! Do you want to massacre those civilians?!"

"..."

Several engineers were stunned—what the hell is this? !

No, no, how did you use your naked eyes to see the passenger plane above 3 feet?

And let's not talk about the level of your hat buttoning, is this hat too big and heavy?

"The maximum sustainable thrust is set, what should I do next?" 』

"Then disarm the spoiler!"

"This is our city! Germany is our Germany!"

"Turn off runway departure lights..."

"No one can compromise everyone's right to personal safety here! No!"

"Then turn off the taxi lights—"

"Get those fighters down! Get them all down! Contact the military—directly the fighters! NOW!"

"Shut up! Shut up—you bastard!" The engineer who was communicating with the plane suddenly broke out. He lifted the seat next to him, blushed and yelled at the damned fat man, "Get out!"

"..." The domineering fat man stared at him dumbfounded, opened his mouth, too shocked to speak.

"Now! All of you - all irrelevant personnel! Get out of the control center all of you! I need a quiet environment to help the plane land! Now!!"

If this alone is not enough, then he took out a pistol from his drawer and fired a shot at the ceiling without hesitation, which can be said to truly shock the audience.

The small hole on the ceiling was dripping with dust, and a decorative chandelier not far away was swaying because of the impact. The only thing still moving in Ground Control.

Not only Fatty, but other people, even several engineers around him—all looked at him as if they were looking at a strange alien.

It was like having a...a normal friend by my side.

The other party may be wearing a pair of ordinary thick-rimmed glasses, combing the oily hair common to office white-collars, and wearing a suit that is not cheap but obviously not very high-end.

He should be like this, the kind of guy who sits at his desk every day, works diligently, and nods and nods whenever the supervisor says, like a working machine without emotion.

Then one day, there was a big crisis—the other party looked out the window, and the eyes under the glasses became sharp.

Maybe you are still wondering at this time, wondering why he put on such a posture.

Then, he took off his glasses, opened the window, tore off his suit and jumped off——

The next second, a man with a big S on his chest, a long cloak and red underwear on the outside rose into the air...

And that gunshot was the sonic boom cloud that exploded when the opponent flew up...

The Burger Rich's throat rolled, and a somewhat helpless expression appeared on his fat face.

The superman engineer tore off his collar, his face was congested severely with excessive excitement, and the abnormal red even spread to his eyes.

He slapped the gun in his hand on the table heavily, and both the folk fighters outside and the security personnel who were confronting the folk fighters all trembled unconsciously.

Then he grabbed the earphones, and the voice suddenly became calm, and even lowered——

"The ground control center contacted the Apollo 522 flight. After completing the previous operation, please continue the EACM operation."

『Apollo Flight 522 received, and the above operations have been completed. 』

The female voice seemed to chuckle as she spoke: "It's a pity that we can't get out yet, we have to wait until we get down to the ground and land safely." 』

The superman engineer twitched the corners of his mouth—he thought he should be smiling now.

Who is this woman?

Crisp, crisp, with a fascinating sense of power and decisiveness.

love love...

Ah, I'm so abnormal right now...

But I must have looked like a real man before, if she could see it, she would probably like me...

As he thought about it, the excess of adrenaline made his hands and feet tremble and go limp.

The superman engineer reached out and pulled the chair behind him, but it was empty, so he sat directly on the table, grabbed the documents on the table and flipped through them, half of his mind was thinking about the next steps, and the other half was there. The same thought swirls around——

Who is this woman?It's so damn good!

If the other party can land safely, perhaps he should prepare a bouquet of roses.

What does she look like... But her voice is so nice, as long as she doesn't look too ugly, I can accept it...

Thinking wildly, he rolled his throat and straightened his neckline: "Calm down, calm down—monitor the fuel situation."

The voice of the young brother came out: "The fuel is not balanced. 』

Yeah, of course the fuel is unbalanced!

The Superman engineer muttered to himself, where did this guy come from?

With both engines failing one, how could the fuel balance be possible?

"Fuel imbalance. ’ the female voice repeated.

Oh!That's right!

Engineer Superman took a deep breath, which makes sense, doesn't it?

The left engine failed, and now the fuel imbalance is a perfectly reasonable situation.

Let me think about what to do next...

"Set TCAS to TA mode." Although the French blood in the Superman engineer was about to move, rationality still drove him to guide seriously: "TA mode has priority in conflicts, which means that your aircraft cannot execute RA orders."

"Understood, the mode is set to TA..."