Li Fanyu's Gulfstream G650.

Looking at the rolling clouds outside the porthole, Li Fanyu fell into deep thought with a bottle of 18-year-old Nongfu Spring - this bottle of water seems to have expired.

No, no, no, how could you think about such a boring question?

He placed the mineral water on the cup holder of the aviation sofa, opened his seat belt and walked to the cockpit. The easiest and most straightforward way to find out if a problem is real, or how serious a problem is, is to ask an insider.

Obviously, in the face of the complaint of the civil aviation union that "the high-altitude stratospheric power station seriously affects the existing routes", it must be the pilots, not the airlines, who have the most right to speak.

Coincidentally, there are now two on the plane.

Li Fanyu's Gulfstream G650 employs an entire crew. Including one captain, one co-pilot, and two flight attendants. What's even more coincidental is that the four crew members on the positive signal are all women, and the average age is only twenty-five years old.

At this time, the co-pilot Sun Biting was staring at the instrument in front of him intently, observing various data. Captain Yun Qiao was holding coffee, explaining and discussing a certain piece of data with his co-pilot from time to time.

The two of them are not very old, and Yun Qiao, who is older, is only thirty-one years old this year. Years of fitness and training make her look more heroic than normal women, and the black, embroidered yellow-edged captain's uniform adds a bit of sassiness.

Hearing a knock on the door, Yun Qiao opened the cabin door. Unlike civil aviation, there are only a few people on the passenger plane, so you don't need to be too nervous.

Seeing that it was Li Fanyu, Yun Qiao subconsciously stood upright, "Dong Li, are you ...... Something?"

Li Fanyu saw her helplessness and waved his hand, "I just want to consult you about something."

"Dong Li, you say!" Yun Qiao put the coffee cup aside, his face serious. But there were already ripples in my heart.

Could it be ......

Lady has a chance?

"Ahem," Li Fanyu leaned against the cabin wall, "I just want to ask, if there are stationary flying objects in the stratosphere over a fixed area of the city, how much impact can it have on your flight and route?"

As soon as he heard this, Yun Qiao let out a sigh of relief in his heart,

The rhythm is obviously not as she planned herself, first small talk, then **, and then make an appointment to get off the plane to the hotel,

But this question is a question.

In the past few days, the former students of the aviation school are also discussing the matter of stratospheric power stations.

Yun Qiao organized his language and said, "Actually, our pilots are nothing. Air traffic control allows us to fly as we want, and there are stationary flying objects in the stratosphere, but in general, they are not in the way. It is nothing more than a matter of giving the height of the obstacle and setting the route in advance. ”

Afraid that Li Fanyu would not hear clearly, Yun Qiao raised his two hands and made a gesture of holding the steering wheel: "It's like driving, there is a bridge in front of you to slow down." There are ditches, detours. Although there is a fundamental difference between driving and flying an airplane, as long as the flight data is in place, it has no effect on us.

The required altitude of our economic speed in the air is actually much higher than the operating altitude of stratospheric power plants, and there is not much of a problem. As for take-off and landing, as long as the obstacle position is marked, it is not a big problem. To put it mildly, we can descend blindly on haze days, and we can descend without seeing the runway, what are we afraid of obstacles in fixed areas?"

Li Fan got it,

In the final analysis, this matter is on the airline's side.

That's what money can solve.

Little things, little things,

But at this time, Sun Biting, who was flying the plane, said loudly to Yun Qiao behind her.

"Captain, the air traffic control has sent a notice, the orange warning for smog in the capital, let's hover and wait for the landing order!"

Forehead!

Li Fanyu looked at the female captain in front of him,

It's really a crow's mouth, just after talking about the haze, the haze really came......

The plane, which was originally scheduled to land at 17 o'clock, hovered in the air for 25 minutes before following the tower's continuous guidance and instructions, took the second level of blind landing and cautiously landed at the capital airport.

"Whew!" When the plane stopped, Yun Qiaocai said to Li Fanyu, who had watched the landing process the whole time: "There is no III and blind landing in our domestic flight standards, otherwise with today's visibility, it will be level III! The visibility is only 400 meters!"

Li Fanyu was secretly speechless, and under the guidance of two flight attendants, he stepped out of the plane.

As soon as he stepped out of the hatch, he was shocked.

The world outside the hatch was a gray color.

The air in the distance is like thick milk, enoaking the whole world. Only a little orange light from the terminal building is not far away, looming like stars through the thick fog.

A hundred meters away, it seemed that nothing could be seen clearly.

The whole world was confused, and the thick air was like a wall, separating the world in the distance, so that Li Fanyu didn't know what was going on the other side.

It was like knocking over a bottle of white ink, and the ink spilled out in the air, and the whole body seemed to be covered with it.

Li Fanyu felt that his bare skin was a little sticky, and he always felt that there was something in his lungs, and he wanted to exhale but couldn't, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

"Dong Li, mask!"

Wang Qiang saw such a big haze, and quickly took out a 3M painting from her bag and handed it over.

"Does it work?" Li Fanyu brought the thin mask to his face and asked sullenly.

"Of course there is!" Wang Qiang also covered herself, her big eyes were bent into a crescent moon: "The psychological comfort effect is still very great."

……

The next day, the haze did not abate.

The weather was not cold, according to the weather forecast, it was 19 degrees. Let Li Fanyu, who came from Fuzhou, have a second to rush into the summer.

But the wind is real skin!

It's so noisy, the wind drives the haze, and the sand is mixed in the haze, lingering and walking the world.

On the street, countless beauties who were already wearing skirts were lifted by the wind and let out repeated exclamations.

But the haze, which is skinier than the wind, is like a manual mosaic, so that Li Fanyu can't see through the phenomenon to see the essence.

Damn haze!

Li Fanyu scolded secretly, and sat in the special car of the Beijing Office, or the Beijing Liaison Office, which has now been renamed the Beijing Liaison Office, with a melancholy expression.

This time when he came to the capital, he directly made an appointment with Xue Yaoguo.

But Xue Yaoguo is not in the ministry today, but in the Beijing City Government, attending a seminar.

The car slowly passed through the haze, and when it arrived at the place, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. As soon as he got out of the car, Li Fanyu saw the government people coming in and out, extremely busy.

It was like there was some major state event.

"What are you doing here?" asked the driver.

"Hey, what else can I do, the smog is so serious, it's like this every year. ”

"Oh,"

Li Fanyu raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a tendon in his head, which was straightened.