Sitting in the co-pilot, Ye Feng lit a cigarette for himself tremblingly, don't look at what he said just now, but he was so panicked!

He didn't even think that he could really kill the gangster opposite!

It can only be said that the spirit of the dark thirteen is no longer normal!

was directly confused by Ye Feng's words!

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Ye Feng calmed down a little.

But before Ye Feng's spirit was completely relaxed, the driver's cab remembered the alarm sound of "Dididi" again.

Listening to this alarm, Ye Feng's head was so big.

"What's wrong with this?" Ye someone's mentality exploded, and he swore that he would never fly in Nima in the future!

The driver over there lowered his head mechanically, really, he hadn't recovered yet, and he was still confused. Hearing the alarm, he just looked at Ye Feng blankly and said, "No, no oil." ”

Ye thought that there were gangsters again, but when he heard that it wasn't this, he sighed, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that there is no oil...... What?"

Wait a minute!

What's that?

Out of gas?

I'm going to Nima!

Why don't you be a gangster!

Ye Feng was dumbfounded!

What should I do if this Nima runs out of gas?

The co-pilot sitting on the ground looked at Ye Feng blankly, and asked blankly, "What should I do?"

What to do?

How the hell do I know what to do?

At this time, Ye Feng hurriedly grabbed the intercom and shouted: "Big brother, big brother opposite, are you dead!

"Hey, hey, big brother, are you dead, you have something to say!"

Ye Feng yelled at the intercom a few times unwillingly, don't say it, the other side really replied.

"Well, we don't have enough oil. ”

The voice was very weak, but it was clearly not the dark thirteen, it should be the pilot of the airliner.

The people in the cabin also heard the siren, and everyone was still confused, and a passenger asked the flight attendant next to him in a daze: "This, what's going on?"

The stewardess said with some trembling: "Yes, it should be out of gas." ”

I thought that the passenger's face would change drastically, but who would have thought that this big brother just said "oh", and then what should he do, and there was no reaction at all.

The stewardess was surprised, "You're not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" said the passenger as a matter of course, "with that young man, I don't believe that this plane can have an accident today." ”

The stewardess was stunned and stammered: "But, but now there is no gas!"

"What's wrong with that?" said the passenger, "You can't fly without fuel?" ”

The flight attendant was stunned, but what he said seemed to make sense, and I believe it!

At this time, the pilot's voice sounded in the cabin, "Don't panic, passengers, our plane is just out of fuel, it's not a big fault." ”

With a "bang", the plane shook as if it was descending.

"It's okay, although we're about to fall, but don't panic, it's ...... Uh, what's your name, young man?"

Ye Feng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, listened to the driver's words, and he was going crazy!

So calm?

Don't panic?

Who the hell gives you confidence!

What's my name?

We're going to crash!

It's going to crash, your uncle! Why the hell are you asking me what my name is?

"Speak, young man!"

"What's your name?"

Although the oil gauge has bottomed out, Lao Zhou is not panicking at all, he is relieved now, isn't there just no gas? What a big deal!

This guy definitely has a way!

In the cabin, there was no tension and panic, and compared with the previous reactions, everyone was very different!

"Yes two!

"What, bring me a chicken leg rice, I'm hungry for most of the day. ”

"Do you have a drink, give me a bottle. ”

"Good baby, wipe your tears and don't cry. What? If the plane falls, we die? How is it possible, the plane won't fall. ”

Ye Feng looked back at the people in the cabin, that was Nima doing something!

You guys are fighting the landlord too much about Nima, right?

And that big brother, what the hell are you talking about? Do you want a chicken leg rice? Add a chicken leg?

Big brothers!

Our plane crashed right in front of it!

How the hell can you be so laid-back?

Hold the grass!

"Alas, lad, ...... you?"

Seeing that Ye Feng had been ignoring him, the driver began to ask again. However, before he finished speaking, Ye Feng exploded directly and shouted: "What the hell is my name, is this the point? Why the hell is going to crash, you keep asking me what my name is to do what he does? Do you have a way?"

"I? Of course I can't help it. Old Zhou was speechless, this is what I asked, if I have a way, I ask what is your name and what are you doing?

Ye Feng almost didn't vomit blood, why the hell are you still so calm? I, Ye someone, really took it today!

"Young man, don't be in a hurry, we can fly for ten minutes, you take your time to figure it out, don't be in a hurry. Lao Zhou comforted Ye Feng with a smile.

Ten minutes?

This Nima is not in a hurry?

I rub!

Ye Feng is now eager to die by a headfirst crash, he feels that he might as well die now!

At this time, Ye Feng also saw that this group of big brothers was so fearless, and they all pointed at themselves!

Come on, hurry up and find a way for Nima!

Ye Feng forced himself to calm down immediately and empty his brain, "How much oil do we have?"

"Zero-three-ton. Lao Zhou replied.

"Fuel consumption?"

"One and a half tons per hour. ”

"No, it's average!" Ye Feng said angrily while holding a notebook to write and draw: "I said the specific fuel consumption of each speed!"

Lao Zhou glanced at him, "Do you want to calculate the high point of profit?"

"What's the high?"

"It's the biggest use of jet fuel. ”

"Grass, if you have this kind of data, why the hell would have said it earlier!" Ye Feng had a black line, although what Lao Zhou said was a little vague, but this was exactly what Ye Feng was going to calculate.

That's right!

Ye decided to use his mathematical knowledge to calculate it and see how he could fly back without gas!

Don't think that Ye Feng is whimsical, Ye Feng has seen this kind of hypothetical calculation in a book!

If it's precise, it's really possible!

Although Ye Feng also felt a bit nonsense, this was the only way that Ye could think of!

"Highs per hour?"

"Two hundred and thirty-four!"

"Current height?"

"Eight thousand. ”

"No, it's too low, up to one thousand two!"

"Airliner weight?"

"Three hundred tons!"

"No, it's too heavy, I have to throw something down!"

"Uh. Throw something?" Lao Zhou looked confused, "What to throw?"

Ye Feng roared: "I don't care about you, I can still do whatever I want!"

"I'll arrange it!" co-pilot Lao Feng said, "How much to throw?"

"Thirty-six tons!"

"Poof!" Lao Feng almost didn't vomit blood, "Why do you throw this?"

Thirty-six...... Ton?

What are you fussy?

"Those unimportant luggage, useless things that can be removed from the plane, why should I teach this thing?" Ye Feng roared.

Lao Feng said again: "Isn't this good? We throw things like this, in case we hit any flowers and plants......

"Hurry up!" this gave Ye Feng anger, "Look where we are now?"

"Well, okay. Lao Feng took a look, he was still on the sea, and it was estimated that it would take three minutes to fly over Jinmen.

Ye Feng asked a lot of data, frantically calculating in his notebook, what is the distance from the nearest airport, what is the maximum mass of the plane can fly out, how far can the inertia that can provide the maximum forward propulsion enough to taxi, what is the linear function graph between the flight altitude and fuel consumption below the flight ceiling, and the vertices of the function......

After a lot of calculations, Ye Feng finally calculated a set of perfect solutions that can maximize the use of limited fuel and obtain the maximum mass inertia to push the flight distance!

"Flying altitude of one thousand two!"

"Two hundred and two hours per hour!"

"Destination Jinmen International Airport!"

"Immediately after the first thirty seconds of running out of fuel, try to reach the highest speed!"

……

Ye Feng told Lao Zhou how to operate in one breath, as for the final result, it could only be resigned to fate.

"Okay. Lao Zhou smiled, although he didn't know why Ye Feng wanted him to do this, but listening to him must be right.