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Or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Fan Wuxi suddenly found himself in the biggest crisis, the Americans and the Soviets are two opposing camps, and naturally there is a big difference in the handling of the plane, probably to flaunt their own uniqueness.

Due to the difference in habits, the seals will definitely not be able to fly the plane, and the aircraft is still in the program control of automatic flight for the time being, but if you want to turn the nose of the plane and return to the normal course, you need to manually operate the pilot.

"Oh my God! Is there a parachute on this plane?! Fan Wuxian shouted loudly. However, shouting was obviously useless, so Fan Wuxi ran to the experts with the interpreter and asked loudly,

"Who will fly this An-124 strategic transport aircraft?" But unfortunately, although some people say that they are participants in the design of this strategic transport aircraft, but when it comes to control, they don't know anything, and finally a middle-aged woman stood up, saying that she had participated in the design of the cockpit, and she still knew a lot about the role of instruments, and was willing to provide guidance to Fan Wuxi.

The seals found the parachute bags in the cabin, gave each of the experts one, and instructed them on how to use the life-saving item if necessary.

\\\\\ Fan Wuxian took the translator and the middle-aged woman who had designed the cockpit to sit in the cockpit together, locked the hatch, and then said to the two people,

"Alright! I'm going to fly the plane, first we need to adjust the course! The translator was a domestic intelligence officer, and looked at Fan Wuxian with some concern and asked,

"Mr. Fan, are you sure you can open such a big guy?!" Fan Wuxian glared and said,

"What else would you do? Do you want to fly to Berlin like this?! Isn't that tantamount to saying to someone else that we are snatching people from Ukraine? Besides, this kind of big guy will become someone else's collection wherever he flies, right? "Needless to say, the dozens of experts on the plane, this An-124 strategic transport aircraft alone is enough for the Germans to detain themselves.

Maybe a life sentence or something. Or just kill yourself, this kind of thing.

The Germans have done it, the Russians have done it, the Americans have done it, and the Chinese, presumably, have done it no less. Fan Wuxian didn't dare to take this risk.

So Fan Wuxian said to the translator,

"Destiny is created through one's own hands!" Driving this kind of thing, Fan Wuxian doesn't have too many psychological obstacles, not that he has driven this kind of thing before, but because he was interested in Microsoft's flight simulator before he was reborn, and he has not played less similar things.

5.2.0 debut, as long as you don't get the wrong button or something, you shouldn't go straight down from the clouds, right?

Anyway, Fan Wuxi's mind is that as long as he can drive back to China. It doesn't matter if it falls, anyway, the parachute bag is enough for land, and there are a total of seven transport planes on his own, and it doesn't hurt to lose this one.

Therefore, his state of mind was excellent, and based on his own game experience, with the assistance of a middle-aged woman, he successfully corrected the course of the plane and flew towards the east, and the seals and the experts prayed with fear and heart, and finally heard the good news that the plane had successfully realigned its course.

Everyone finally let out a long breath. Then the plane enters the automatic navigation phase. Fan Wuxian also sent a sigh of relief, and then passed through the on-board radio communication tool.

I got in touch with the country. However, when Beijing heard that Fan Wuxian had thrown down the pilots of the riot, it was now when he was flying the plane, and he suddenly became a little crazy, and it was a long time before a senior general took over the communicator and began to contact Fan Wuxi.

"Mr. Fan, is the fuel on your plane full?" The lieutenant general asked. Debut novel 520 "Well, it's full, I've checked it." Fan replied in the affirmative.

"Okay, I see, stay in touch, I'll find an expert in this area to advise you." The lieutenant general commanded Fan Wuxian with some headaches.

The An-124 is a strategic transport aircraft, this kind of big guy can be used to load bombs, with its range of far more than 15,000 kilometers of fuel storage, if it flies to Beijing, there is still more than half of the fuel that has not been consumed, in case it falls, it is estimated that it can blow up the Beijing airport.

Fan Wuxian must not be allowed to land in Beijing! Several large civil airports are also not available! The military immediately held urgent consultations with the top level of the government, and felt that it was better to let Fan Wuxian land in a place with few people, and even if he failed to land, it would not cause too many casualties.

So everyone studied the map for a long time, and finally made a decision to let Fan Wuxi land at a military combat readiness airport in Inner Mongolia, which is vast and sparsely populated, and there are no residents except the garrison, which is the most ideal landing site.

So the military got in touch with Fan Wuxian through communication equipment, gave the coordinates of the landing, and explained to him the reason why he could not be allowed to enter Beijing, hoping that he could understand.

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"I understand this, after all, I don't have a lot of confidence in myself." Fan Wuxian agreed with the military's decision and rested on the course coordinates.

It doesn't matter if you land at a big airport, and you are not bin Laden's gang, there is no need to make people worry.

"Long live understanding! But we still want to wish you a successful landing! It is unbelievable that a 16-year-old boy who has never flown an airplane should fly such a large strategic transport plane from Ukraine back to China.

Even if it's autopilot mode in the middle of the process, when you land, it's all experience.

About five hours after adjusting the course, the plane finally came to the sky over the Inner Mongolia grassland, the people on the ground were more nervous than the people on the plane, Fan Wuxian said to the people on the ground a little easily,

"Ha, it's a good thing that we didn't come back with a few nuclear warheads this time, otherwise everyone would have been even more nervous."

"Mr. Fan, in five minutes, you should arrive at the airport first, familiarize yourself with the terrain, go around twice and then land!" The commander on the ground said to Fan Wuxian with a wry smile.

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"yes, I see." After Fan Wuxian replied, he turned his head and asked the translator,

"Ask her, is the seat in this cab ejective?" After the interpreter asked the Ukrainian middle-aged woman expert, he replied very regretfully,

"It's fixed."

"Damn!" Fan Wuxi suddenly slapped the handle of the chair and said angrily,

"No wonder the Soviet Union collapsed, there was no humanism at all! Even if this kind of government is not stimulated by the economic crisis, it will have to be played out sooner or later! Finally, the interpreter said to Fan Wuxi,

"Mr. Fan, I'll open the rear hatch later, and you all will parachute!"

"If we skydive, what are you going to do?" Fan Wuxian is still more afraid of death, and when he heard that the translator actually wanted to persevere to the end, he couldn't help but be a little moved, but this kind of thing that harms others and benefits oneself is normal to do abroad, and if you do it at home, isn't it a bit unkind?

The translator said to Fan Wuxian,

"Those of us, in addition to being responsible for the translation work, are also responsible for the safety of your life, but fortunately, I temporarily read the flight manual and roughly understood the landing process, plus the connection command on the ground, it is estimated that there is no big problem. Moreover, the leaders on the ground instructed me to make sure that you and the experts leave safely, and there are many more important things waiting for you to do! Although Fan Wuxian successfully changed the course, he obviously had no confidence in the important process of landing, and he also had the intention of retreating when he heard this, so he asked,

"Then if there is anything you need help with at home, if there is any case, I will take care of them."

"I have a beautiful sister who is studying in Shanghai, and the address is ----," the translator said halfway, and immediately changed his mind.

"Forget it, if a beautiful girl meets someone like you, most of them will fall. If you have the heart, just give the money to our leaders, and they will arrange it. Fan Wuxi felt a little embarrassed, so he said with some remorse,

"I knew I should have left two drivers' ----"

"That's not necessarily safe, and wouldn't it be worse if they landed and they gave you a doom?" The translator said with a smile.

Well, if their companions are disposed of, who can guarantee that these white-haired pigs will not do something crazy?

The plane began to reduce altitude, and at an altitude of eight hundred meters, opened the hatch of the belly compartment, and then threw Fan Wuxian and the specialists down like bombs.

Fan Wuxian watched the plane continue to fly forward, while his body was falling rapidly, the parachute bag opened automatically, and the descent speed of his body suddenly stagnated, and then swayed and descended to the grassland below, most of the experts landed safely, a few people twisted their feet, Fan Wuxian was buttocks on the ground, but his reaction was quick, and he was not injured, but the parachute covering his body entangled him for a long time.

Everyone untied the parachute and slowly gathered together, at this time it was about three o'clock in the afternoon, the white parachute was scattered on the green grassland, which was very eye-catching, so it didn't take long for it to be discovered by a helicopter in the air.

Immediately after that, more than a dozen jeeps drove over and invited the experts to get into the car, and as for Fan Wuxi, the above specially explained that he would be sent to Beijing by helicopter, so Fan Wuxian was separated from the experts.

After the helicopter that greeted him landed and the heavily armed soldiers and officers inside pulled themselves into the cabin, Fan Wuxian had a chance to ask,

"Did the plane land successfully?" Several soldiers who were obviously special forces replied to Fan Wuxian with a serious face,

"No comment!"