After quickly helping the other party get medicine, Fucheng immediately returned to the driver's seat.

"Hait a seat belt." The voice was cold and neat.

Zhuo Huan tied all four-point seat belts: "I'll be responsible for wireless communication."

Fucheng glanced at him: "Okay."

The two have clear division of labor.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Zhuo Huan took over the contact system on the plane and directly spoke to the air control: "Finnair AY032 confirmed that it entered the area of ​​high-speed electric particle flow and requested to rise."

Three seconds later, the air traffic control replied: "Finnair AY032, allowed to rise at a height of 31,000 feet."

Fu Cheng held the control lever with one hand and pressed the accelerator with the other.

Zhuo Huan: "The rise height is 31,000 feet."

Fucheng repeated: "Check the height is 31,000 feet, release the automatic driving, and turn on the manual driving mode."

As soon as he finished speaking, he controlled the elevator and slowly pushed the accelerator with his other hand. Everything was stable and stable. The two of them leaned slightly backwards and the plane slowly climbed up.

The aurora in the sky was like light green gauze, quietly spreading in the water-like night. A wheat flying F435 gently broke through the layers of varnish fog and headed towards the end of the sky.

Soon, a harsh electric current sound occurred on the radio communication equipment on the plane.

There was a sizzling sound in the headphones, but Zhuo Huan was unmoved. Finally, the noise of the ears accumulated to a certain extent. With a sharp roar, the entire radio communication equipment was directly scrapped.

Zhuo Huan took off his headphones: "Radio communication has been interrupted." He paused and asked, "How is the automatic navigation?"

Fucheng: "Automatic navigation is not available yet..."

The sound came to an abrupt end, and Fucheng looked calm: "The automatic navigation system has been disconnected."

At this moment, this plane officially encountered many problems that are often encountered by polar flights-

Radio signal interruption.

The polar magnetic storm phenomenon does not have no effect on the flight of the aircraft, but it does not have much impact. In most cases, it will destroy radio communications, that is, the pilot cannot contact the air traffic control. In the worse part, the magnetic storm is even more powerful, which means that the automatic navigation system fails.

Therefore, when encountering strong magnetic storms, pilots often choose to land nearby, but it is difficult to cause more serious consequences.

However, they still have to continue flying.

Fucheng handed the electronic display screen to Zhuo Huan and said, "I can't understand the specific principle of the electromagnetic measuring device given by Professor Jinnai, and I don't understand the numbers displayed above. But he said that as long as the number reaches the critical value of 6781, his theory can be proved to a certain extent."

Zhuo Huan looked at the number with the highest value of 1134 on the display: "It's still far from the critical value."

Fucheng turned his eyes and looked at the green aurora that was rushing towards him-

"Then keep flying north."

There is no radio communication, no automatic navigation system.

Turn off the plane's autonomous driving.

Everything is only in the hands of the pilot.

Fucheng operated the plane in an orderly manner, climbed up step by step, and then headed north step by step.

In the vast and boundless night, Mai Fei F435 is like a warrior who is going against the road alone, facing the direction of the aurora and strides forward.

"boom--"

The plane swayed violently, as if it was encountered in dark turbulence and rapids.

Zhuo Huan: “3153.”

The young captain kept his eyes calm and kept moving forward without saying a word.

Five minutes later, another stronger electromagnetic storm. With a bang, a low-energy flow of electrons directly penetrated the outer shell of the aircraft and blew on the rear end of the aircraft, almost directly blowing up the aircraft's telex system.

Zhuo Huan's heart tightened. He subconsciously wanted to get up and go to the rear of the plane to check whether it had penetrated into the cabin. But he had just moved his feet and a low and steady voice came from the left: "It's okay."

Zhuo Huan turned around and saw Fu Cheng's calm and composed side face.

The fierce bumps make the world shaking unevenly.

However, this man always sat there steadily, grabbing the throttle and elevator, and never changed.

One minute later, Zhuo Huan: "5732."

“5913.”

“6235.”

“6513…”

finally.

“6813!”

Fu Cheng held the steering wheel of the plane with his backhand, controlled the throttle with his right hand, and controlled the handwheel with his left hand. With a gentle move, the plane immediately tilted to the left, and slid out a beautiful large-angle steering line in the air.

After turning 180° completely and aiming the head of the plane in the southwest direction, Fucheng calmly announced: "Finland AY032, return to the flight."

***

Finland, Helsinki, Vanta Airport.

When the radio communication signal of AY032 disappeared, the UAAG members who were sitting in the VIP room waiting for the results stopped talking one by one and stopped talking.

Soon, news came from ground control that due to the impact of electromagnetic storm, AY032 disappeared on the radar display.

The plane disappeared completely.

No one knows where it is currently. Maybe it has returned to the voyage, maybe it is still flying to the North Pole, or maybe it has encountered an unexpected situation.

After waiting for about two hours, Lina's cell phone rang. She quickly pressed the answer button. Listening to the sound from the other end of the phone, her solemn expression gradually collapsed. The beautiful blonde smiled slightly and said softly: "Thank you, we have received the message."

After hanging up the phone, Lina looked up and smiled at her companions: "Their traces have been found in the radar system, and the wireless communication equipment has also resumed connections. This test flight was successfully completed."

An hour later, Fucheng landed successfully at Wanta Airport in a plane.

As soon as the plane landed, dozens of ground crew members rushed up and hurriedly dismantled the magnetic induction detector installed in the engine.

Fucheng checked all the systems of the plane and confirmed that it was closed one by one in sequence. After he turned around, he found that Zhuo Huan was still standing in the cab and not leaving. He was a little surprised: "...Teacher Zhuo?"

Although I felt that the other party shouldn't be waiting for him, Fucheng still hesitated when he saw that the person had not left.

As if he saw through his thoughts, Zhuo Huan's mouth curled an undetectable curve. Then he gestured to the button on the cabin door with his eyes and said, "Open the door."

Fucheng: "..."

As expected, I can't have any kindness or expectations for this man.

The two got off the boarding bridge together.

As soon as we got off the plane, UAAG members came up.

"It's a big turn of a living person." Su Fei looked at Zhuo Huan up and down, left and right, then snorted, turned his head and said to Fucheng, "How is it? Have you measured the data?"

Fucheng: "Well, I got the value required by Professor Zinna."

Lina discovered more carefully: "Reid, what's wrong with your arm?"

Hearing this, Fucheng's steps stopped for a moment.

Zhuo Huan glanced lightly in his direction, quietly retracted his gaze, and said casually: "When he became a living person, he bumped into the box."

Back at the VIP room, Lina immediately contacted Tsuna Diichi's laboratory and requested a video call.

After a few seconds, the video was connected.

There was no sign of Tsuna Diichi. On the computer screen, everyone only saw a laboratory filled with various instruments and reagents. More than a dozen advanced electronic instruments made high and low electronic prompts in the laboratory. A slender tall and thin figure was wearing a white lab coat and kept walking in front of the camera.

He couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only see the white shadow.

Before the UAAG person could speak, the slightly low and dumb male voice rang out directly: "When the plane landed, the data on the magnetic sensing detector had been synchronized to my computer. I am now conducting the final confirmation experiment."

When he said this, Tsuna Diichi turned his back to the camera and lowered his head to discuss the numerical issue of electronic instruments with his assistant.

Zhuo Huan said: "Tiyi of Jinna."

In front of the camera, the white-clothed back paused slightly, and the next moment, he turned around and walked to the camera.

The gentle and elegant man pushed the silver wire frame on the bridge of his nose, his eyes cold and distant: "Zhuo Jun."

Zhuo Huan: "The success rate is almost certain."

The answer to him was a brief silence.

Tsina Diyi: "There is no success rate in the physical world. Before the experimental results came out, it was like a cat in Schrödinger's box. Maybe it was 0%, maybe 100%. There was no 50%, only 0 and 1." After talking about the cold scientific principles, there was another short silence. Tsina Diyi looked up at the people on the other end of the camera.

"I heard a lot of people are anxiously waiting for this answer."

"It will take about a day to come out of the experimental results."

"Physics has no probability, but the human brain has a judgment on probability. So the probability of success in this experiment I personally judged is...95%.

Zhuo Huan muttered and said, "Thank you."

Tinna Diichi: "No need to thank you."

After saying that, his eyes swept around all the UAAG members' faces in front of the camera, and then looked at Zhuo Huan. "Before the video was hung up, I took the liberty to ask, Zhuo Jun, who did the macro virus sent to my computer?"
To be continued...