Chapter 8 Air Crash
"Bang..."
A shocking loud bang erupted in the thunderstorm. An indescribable thunder and lightning was born from the void and accidentally bombarded the wings, smashing it into a big hole. I don’t know what parts were damaged, causing thick black smoke to emerge from the rear of the wing on the right.
"Ah, it's on fire, it's on fire! We're all going to die!"
The passengers who saw this scene roared in roar, and each sober person's face showed a look of horror.
Aircraft is recognized as the safest means of transportation in the world.
The number of people who die in car accidents every year is thousands of times more than the deaths caused by plane crashes. However, everyone knows that if there is no accident in the plane, the survival rate of passengers will be minimal.
In that unattainable sky, there is no need to rely on rescue or something. The only thing people can do is pray, leave last words, and... wait for death!
At this moment, they looked out the window in great despair. They were even wondering why they were not themselves who fainted? Death in a coma, at least they didn't have to bear such a fright.
The right wing of the plane caught fire, and the thick smoke grew stronger and stronger, and quickly fell downwards and turned obliquely in the violent bumps.
Fang Jian yelled sharply, but to his disappointment, no one on the walkie-talkie answered his question. His brows frowned slightly, and he vaguely felt that this matter seemed to be out of his control.
"Here, here is the button to turn off the autonomous driving." The flight attendant suddenly shouted hysterically.
"Excellent, thank you."
Fang Jian's eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly turned off the autonomous driving. He held his hands on the joystick, and a very familiar feeling suddenly surged into his heart.
This comes from the captain's memory and experience, but at this moment, it was all used by Fang Jian.
Holding the joystick with all his might, Fang Jian's body in the driver's seat twisted and shook slightly with the plane. His eyes stared ahead, but there was no slight ups and downs in his heart.
Fang Jian was indeed Fang Jian at this time, but to some extent, there had been earth-shaking changes. Moreover, as the changes in his body became bigger, the red light in the depths of his eyes became more obvious and richer.
Weng Jiayi suddenly turned on the camera hanging on her chest and started shooting.
The flight attendant asked tremblingly: "What are you going to do?"
Weng Jiayi gritted her teeth and said, "I am a reporter. This is a rare big news. I must record this process in detail. Even if we can't escape the disaster, I have left behind precious audio and video materials, which is worthwhile in my life."
The flight attendant looked at Weng Jiayi in confusion, then turned to see the young intern who was flying the plane. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't cry.
One pretended to be a doctor for the sake of news, and even though he knew he would die, he was still talking about leaving news information. The other one was even more exaggerated. As an intern, he actually took the initiative to fly an airplane, and it was a falling plane.
This is no longer a bold one. This is simply... With her panicked mind at the moment, she could no longer think of how to describe these two ignorant bastards.
"ah--"
The plane suddenly swayed violently. The flight attendant and Weng Jiayi subconsciously grabbed the fixed object beside them, but couldn't help screaming.
Fang Jian's hands were still stable and powerful, but soon he realized that he could not control the plane.
The captain's more than 20 years of driving experience is quite valuable. He is sitting in the driver's seat at this moment, and he is not much different from a real captain. However, the captain is indeed very good at traveling normally, but it is the first time he encounters the plane in the face of an air crash.
But thinking about it, who else can encounter an air crash every few days?
The power on the joystick is constantly increasing, and Fang Jian is even worried whether the stalemate will break directly if it continues like this.
With a sigh, he already understood that under normal circumstances, the plane was no longer saved. Even if the experienced pilot came, he could only close his eyes and wait for death.
But I don't want to die yet!
No, I want to die!
A strong emotion stirred in his mind, and the desire to survive instantly overwhelmed everything, making his spirit boil completely.
At this critical moment of life and death, Fang Jian's eyes became deeper and deeper. The red light in the deepest part of the eyes seemed to be stimulated, spreading rapidly, and filling the entire eyeball, turning him into an extremely strange red pupil.
At the same time, his hair turned white quickly. In a blink of an eye, his head of refreshing black hair turned into a bright silver hair without realizing it. The flowing long hair moved with his body, and at this moment it was as breathtaking as a monster.
A surging spiritual force erupted from his body, and energy fluctuations that were invisible to the naked eye rippled.
"Bang!"
All the monitoring equipment in the cabin made strange moans at this time, and there was an inexplicable short circuit between them. A wisp of sparks splashed from the inside of the machine, but except for the monitoring lines, the other lines did not fail.
The flight attendant and Weng Jiayi's eyes turned black, and their heads seemed to hit something, and they suddenly lost consciousness. Although the camera hanging on Weng Jiayi's chest was still recording, for some reason, the picture on it began to fluctuate and blur, as if it was affected by some mysterious force, which became sometimes blurred and sometimes normal.
This strange and powerful force did not spread unlimitedly, but echoed within three meters of Fang Jiayi. Therefore, except for the flight attendant and Weng Jiayi, other passengers on the plane could not feel the existence of this force.
At this time, Fang Jian's thinking activity had reached an incredible level. His thoughts spread out uncontrollably. His eyes were free from the constraints of his body and were peeled off from his body, penetrated the trouble of the plane's shell, and came to the endless void.
At this moment, he seemed to have become an omnipotent god, watching the terrible event happening below from the perspective of God in the sky.
The right wing of the plane caught fire, and the thick smoke became louder and louder, and quickly fell downwards in the violent bumps. The howling sound became louder and louder, as if it could pierce the eardrums directly.
The captain's experience and Fang Jian's handling method did not play any role. The plane was still gradually unbalanced and was about to start spinning in mid-air.
Chapter completed!