Masao Kawara's roar drew everyone's attention back. Yes, three planes had fallen, but there was still one in the air with nearly 500 people, including many islanders!
Looking at the radar, some people wondered: "How come the radar can still see it? Oh my God, their altitude is still maintained at 6,000 feet! How do they do it?"
Seeing everyone's eyes turning over, Masao Kawahara, as the chief pilot of the entire island, had to explain,
"It's because of circling! By utilizing the wind direction over the island sea, the speed of descent is reduced during circling!
Just like when we make a paper airplane, how do we keep it in the air for the longest time? It’s by circling!”
An emergency expert asked, "Even if it takes a little longer, what's the point? They will always be on the sea and can't return to the airport. How can they hold on for 10 or 20 minutes longer? Will they eventually fall off?"
"
Masao Kawahara did not answer. He had vaguely felt something, but it was not clear yet...
“What did they say when I contacted them?”
Shota Nomura was also helpless, "I didn't say anything, just said I was busy and didn't have time to reply, and my status was just hovering..."
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Inside Flight 256, the sky was already bright, the wind had slowed down, and the situation on the sea could be clearly seen through the portholes.
Without the rumble of the engine, the cabin was quiet... All the passengers felt that they were descending, but they didn't know when exactly they would descend?
The cockpit didn't broadcast any information, so they could only guess. It was weird and unreal, as if they were in outer space... There was silence, with occasional small sobs.
Because there was no power, only the minimum emergency lights were retained in the cabin, which flickered on and off to further enhance the atmosphere.
"Getting closer to the sea!"
Yu Xiaoyao has long since lost the strength to be angry. This is fate, you have to accept it!
No one paid attention to him. Everyone was nervously writing the last words they wanted to say in their lives on their mobile phones. Of course, some people wrote them directly.
With the development of the aviation industry, it is no longer necessary to keep communications silent on airplanes. There is also dedicated WiFi on board for everyone to use, but this was decades ago; the current state of world communications is due to the invasion of foreign civilizations, and the number of orbiting satellites has shrunk significantly.
Therefore, there is no signal at sea. There is no way. There are not so many channels for ordinary people to use.
So, they can only hope that their belongings will be recovered after the accident.
Yu Xiaoyao's mouth was still so foul, "It's useless! I have watched many air crash documentaries. The sea depth here is nearly two thousand meters, so it is very difficult to salvage it! Even if they want to investigate this air crash in the future, they will only salvage
Those big items, those things useful for investigation, such as black boxes and the like.
For things like human corpses or mobile phones, you basically don’t have to think about them. The things sink to the bottom and people feed them to the fish.
I said, do any of you know that there are shark activities in the island sea?"
He didn't care about the countless murderous looks around him, "Then grandson doesn't act like a hero anymore? Doesn't he broadcast? This is the captain... Listen to his tone, one day he will say, welcome to the earth,
Here is the ball captain..."
Still no one paid attention to him, including Su Xiaoxiao. Whatever he did now was redundant, and he was not in the mood to get angry with a person with acrophobia!
Only his girlfriend pushed him gently, "Xiaoyao, don't be so absolute. It's always good to leave some souvenirs. What if you get it all? Do you need to have one for your family's business?
Explain..."
Yu Xiaoyao sneered, "It's all family business. It's the family's, not mine! I'm not the only one who made arrangements for Anbu, and there are many people taking care of it!"
He held the woman's hand with his backhand and said, "I have actually made arrangements for a long time. The only arrangement is for you, but it seems that it is not necessary now!"
His expression became lonely, "I made a certain decision during the last plane crash! If we can survive this time, I think I will make another decision!"
He looked at the woman and said affectionately: "Xiaojun, let's get married when we get back!"
The woman looked at him quietly, "Xiaoyao, I know your heart, there is no need to force yourself, your family..."
Yu Xiaoyao interrupted him rudely, "I don't care what they do! In this life, how many times can I have to do it again? If I don't do what I love most, will I go to the underworld and regret it?
I really don’t have the confidence to survive a third plane crash..."
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"Start again, battery starter..."
"Open!"
"Handwheel valve..."
"Open!"
"Fuel pressure?"
"enough!"
"Ignition Switch……"
"Press!"
……"do it again!"
Bei Haiyang and Ito repeated their actions over and over again, hoping to survive in such repetitions!
At this time, you can see the importance of core will; Ito Damitsu has already prepared to give up. If he were the captain, although he would still restart the engine, he would start looking for an emergency landing site while restarting the engine!
However, Bei Haiyang is the captain here, so their main focus is on restarting again and again. Even if they fail dozens of times, they still don't give up hope for the next time!
Such determination made him irresistible, and such an atmosphere made him have no choice but to follow behind... No matter whether the captain was really capable or not, at least his current attitude was true and credible and unquestionable.
There seems to be something wrong with the airspeed indicator?
"The speed I saw was 320 knots!" Ito was not too panicked. Compared with losing all power, the rest was nothing.
"What I saw was section 270!"
The airspeed indicators in front of the primary and co-pilots are inconsistent, which has an impact on restarting the engine. Bei Haiyang must keep the aircraft at an appropriate speed to have the best chance of restarting the engine!
This range is between 250 knots and 270 knots! He cannot control the speed through the throttle, and the only method he can use is through the pitching movement...
"I control the plane, you continue to restart!"
He began to adjust within a hundred knots, hoping that at some point or by coincidence, fuel would be injected into the engine!
Slowly pull up the nose of the plane to slow down the flight speed; then lower the nose of the plane to increase the speed!
This disturbing action made the passengers in the cabin even more nervous, but Bei Haiyang couldn't care less...
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Su Xiaoxiao clearly felt the ups and downs of the fuselage. One moment it seemed to be rushing towards the sky, and the next moment it was rushing towards the sea! But she knew that this was all an illusion. The plane had never changed since the accident.
The fact that it keeps falling!
The sea became clearer and closer, and when she realized that this was probably her last moment, she was surprised to find that she didn't seem to be panicking? What's the use of panicking against facts that can't be changed?
Bei Haiyang, can't even you change this predicament?
She closed her eyes tiredly. Nearly an hour of worry and fear had made her physically and mentally exhausted. But just when she closed her eyes, she suddenly felt a slight vibration on the front seat where she was holding her hands?
At the same time, a long-lost, low and powerful buzzing sound came from my ears!