A huge 959 marked with the Dragon Airlines logo and a bright national flag painted on the tail took off from Donghai Airport. Under the guidance of a series of air traffic control, it successfully reached the cruising altitude.
"Dragon Airlines LH-777, this is the East China Sea air traffic control, maintain heading 070, altitude 310, wish you a smooth journey, good morning!"
Bei Haiyang, "Course 070, altitude 310, Dragon Air LH-777 understand, goodbye."
After setting the autopilot data, the aircraft enters automatic cruise.
Usually at this time, after the system check, it is the time for Bei Haiyang and the co-pilot to chat and slap, or one of them goes to the lounge to sleep.
But the co-pilot was Pang Lide, a prim and serious old man, so in order to respect the old man's habits, Bei Haiyang kept his mouth shut.
The four engines are running normally, the control of each rudder and airfoil is normal, the instrument panel display is normal, the cargo cabin is also normal, everything is normal...
Bei Haiyang, "Do you want to take a rest first?"
During an 11-hour voyage, insisting on sitting here and monitoring instrument flight is not a professional approach. People are not machines, and they need to rest to be in a better state; so taking turns to rest is a professional approach, not two people in the cockpit.
Big eyes and small eyes opened, but before the final landing, he was exhausted and in poor spirits.
Pang Lide is an old man, so as a courtesy, he wants to ask the old man about his rest habits. Would he rather take the first half of the trip? Or the second half?
Pang Lide was very sure, "You take the first half of the trip and I take the second half, changing every four hours."
Do you need to make full efforts to prepare for landing? Bei Haiyang smiled secretly in his heart and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, then I'll rest first and contact you if I need anything."
Bei Haiyang didn't waste any time. He stood up and opened the cockpit door and closed it. He took a bottle of water from the small refrigerator and walked into the lounge to lie down. He didn't need to check the containers at the back now. The plane was in the cargo hold during the flight.
It is very dangerous to go up and down. If there is a turbulent flow, it will fall down. You must trust the inspection content on the ground.
As a new human being with a strong mental power, he does not actually need such sleep; but there is no need to sit idle in the cockpit, why not lie on the bed and practice his super powers?
This time he planned to punch through the copy of Flight 301. This copy had already wasted his time for too long, so there was no need to keep it hanging.
The DJ-301 flight dungeon is the time when he got into trouble and hit someone, but after training, the content of the dungeon is no longer about the issue of whether to hit people or not, but about various dangerous situations after operational errors, such as the one he is stuck in now.
That is how to pull up the fuselage of the plane when it is falling.
Civilian aircraft are not military aircraft, and the thrust-to-weight ratio is very different. Therefore, pulling up a falling aircraft is a technical job, which requires a series of precise operations, including wing flaps, rudder surfaces, tailplanes, and the cooperation with throttle retraction and retraction. It is very important for the pilot.
There are very high requirements.
There are many traps here, such as the pursuit of rudder effect in order to control the aircraft, causing the aircraft to fall apart at too fast a speed, or stalling and deflecting during descent to form a tail spin, etc.
In such failures again and again, he gradually figured out the most suitable method for him, which was to rely on the rudder to deflect the aircraft within a controllable range during the fall, turning while falling, and controlling the speed in order to achieve the best result.
The rudder effect!
The key to pulling up the airplane is how to make the various control surfaces of the airplane achieve the effect they should achieve. Once done, the lift will be there. This is not just a matter of pushing the throttle lever!
Each wing of the aircraft has very complex aerodynamic fluid changes in different flight postures. If you can always find the control method that is most suitable for the current state of the aircraft, then controlling this behemoth of several hundred tons will be a piece of cake.
The main reason for the plane crash is that the pilot made wrong judgments due to nervousness in the accident, the strong cabin pressure, and the impact on the senses and intuition of the head and feet. As a result, the mistakes were compounded, adding insult to injury, and the last shot failed.
tidy.
With his current mental strength, nothing can make him nervous. This is why he can always walk on thin ice during accidents.
...The time was spent in the dreamland, fighting with the crash. In the end, he surrendered the behemoth, and there was no further danger.
The copy disappeared, and he had finally passed this level.
I looked at my watch and saw that more than 3 hours had passed. I lay down for a while to wake up, and then I went to the bathroom to wash my face. It was convenient. I took out the fast food that had been prepared from the small refrigerator, heated it slightly in the microwave, and finished my meal slowly.
, the time came to 4 hours, just right.
Back in the cockpit, "Kung Pao Chicken is a bit sweet, and the peanuts are not crispy anymore. I really don't understand why the following people are so optimistic about this fast food? I prefer fish-flavored shredded pork."
This is not a joke, but I am telling Pang Lide that what I ate was Kung Pao Chicken, and you, the old man, should eat something else.
Pang Lide nodded, briefly explained a few checkpoints and air traffic control information, they were all normal procedures, and then turned around and left. He would come back 1 or 2 hours before landing, and then the two of them would complete the process together.
Probably the most dangerous landing on the voyage.
Bei Haiyang sat in his seat and pushed the control stick slightly. He was satisfied to see that the aircraft responded very sensitively. This was what he had to do every time he came back from a break. Not only the control stick, but also the various rudders.
He would make slight adjustments within the smallest range, just to make sure everything was under control. Without these things, he would not be a pilot, and would be no different from a passenger.
It was a normal voyage, there was no need to make a fuss and scare yourself!
Looking down from the cabin, the clouds have blocked everything. At an altitude of 10,000 meters, there are not many opportunities to fully see the magnificent scenery on the ground. Most of the time, it is boundless clouds.
Judging from the time, he should be over the Taklimakan Desert now, and will soon fly out of the country into Central Asia, nearly halfway through the journey.
This time there were a total of five cargo planes flying to Beirut. Before him, the Americans should be the first ones to take off. They were the furthest away, then him, then the British, French, Xiong people, and finally
They will arrive in Beirut at the same time within an hour's error range, and then the five permanent members will converge and land to get within the ceasefire time window.
In a chaotic world and a complicated situation, this kind of action is more like a show, something with a bad face.
But you can’t help but laugh when everyone is laughing. Even if you have to be like this again every few years, you still enjoy it.