Shangdi also doesn't know if this Boeing spent a bit too much money when it was bought, which caused this money-short airline to fly this type of aircraft until now.

It's been twenty years since the last refurbishment, and the total service life of this thing is more than fifty years.

The person in charge of the tower, who was squatting in the toilet, learned of the situation and endured the discomfort, and even had no time to tie his belt, so he came out with an old face and gave emergency command.

No matter what kind of airliner it is, no matter how many people there are on it, as long as it is a passenger plane, it will be national news if it falls! If you fall in that kind of residential area, no one can afford the catastrophic consequences.

The country may not be able to drop a plane in five years, even if there are two or three passengers on the plane, including the staff, it is enough to make people squat. And there were not many people on this plane, but there were always thirty or forty.

Not to mention falling down, if you don't fall down, it's enough news for a seven-o'clock simulcast!

If you fall down like this, there may not be a single person alive! In case Emperor Shang falls into the residential area in the wrong place again, once the high-quality aviation fuel is ignited, it is not something that a cat or a dog like a civil fire hydrant can extinguish! If this thing spreads in the city, it's enough to make any fire brigade feel terrified!

Even if you just think about it, the shirt on the back of the person in charge is already glued to his back!

Where did this bird come from? How dare you fly in the middle of the night and hit the fuselage!

If Emperor Shang knew, eighty percent could only answer, the senile bird is extraordinary. If you are a normal bird, you will not fly in the middle of the night, and the birds in the middle of the night are like blind people. Only Alzheimer's disease can explain this situation, after all, you can always see an old man in the middle of the night in the middle of the night in the middle of the night in the middle of the night.

Otherwise, it is difficult for you to explain how this Hai Dongqing, who came out in the middle of the night and flew blindly, came here.

But if it hits, it hits, and Emperor Shang doesn't care too much. This kind of thing is a bird collision, it is encountered, and you can only consider yourself unlucky when you hit it, and there is still a bit of operating space when you only hit a cab.

It's the kind of thing that happens when you take off and you meet a flock of pigeons, and then the pigeons get you into the engine less than 50 meters off the ground, which is a disaster for an aero engine that requires precision. It's no less than a hot air balloon bursting a palm-sized hole.

If this is the case, even the ace pilot will have to turn blue.

Fifty meters you don't even have the possibility of skydiving. Even if you can jump down, the initial velocity of the plane is not something that can be offset by a parachute, and you can ensure that you can still breathe and burn high incense.

Emperor Shang drove the plane smoothly, during which if it wasn't for the high altitude temperature was too low, the mobile phone was frozen to the point that the screen would crack, and he had the leisure to take it out and make a few calls.

The electronic screen has been shattered, and he can't interfere with the device when he plays.

Except for the little hands that are a little stiff, everything else is fine.

"Comrade pilot, please report the amount of landing gear and fuel remaining on this aircraft, as well as the damage to this aircraft. The tower will let you know the remaining mileage in half a minute. The sound of the tower was heard again through radio communications.

"The landing gear is normal, the fuel is 60 percent remaining, and the current airframe is theoretically not much damaged except outside the cab. There is nothing left, and it is broken. Shang Di's voice came out of the radio, and all the environment of the tower fell into dead silence.

In terms of the situation of such equipment, it cannot be said that it is a modern aircraft, and the small glider of the Wright brothers' era has an instrument state, which is estimated to be the same as it is now.

If this is not full of human lives, the tower wants to let the plane go directly to an uninhabited place and fall.

"Comrade pilot, please judge whether there is a possibility of landing at the airfield." The tower was silent for a long time, and finally replied from the radio, "If it is not possible, please fall at the designated place on the radar." ”

Compared with smashing into a dense area and causing a shocking accident, it is the best choice to find a similar no-man's land and fall into this state.

Forty people and possibly a hundred thousand, what choice to make, it goes without saying.

Sometimes there may even be cases where the fighter plane flies with you and shoots it down when there is no way.

That is, the Alzheimer's bird is fast enough to solve the problem for the two captains, otherwise if one captain is alive, it is time to notify all the members to write a last word.

Being crushed by the motherland's most advanced fixed-point weapon can be regarded as a glorious burial.

I, Emperor Shang, if I had encountered this situation a few days ago, I would have been 100% confused, that is, if I met Saint Sophia, I would have the possibility of survival.

The world wants to kill you, and it still has such inertia.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to take more lives.

"I don't want to erect a monument to myself at a young age." Shang Di put his hand in his pocket against the strong wind and took out the small note that Hagia Sophia had given him before leaving.

What is amazing is that the small note that seems to be so fragile that it can be shredded under such a strong wind is actually as good as before Hagia Sophia handed it to him, no different.

Emperor Shang unfolded the note.

There was no text in the note, only a golden cross drawn with paint made of unknown materials.

At the moment when Emperor Shang saw the golden cross, the originally dark sky shone brightly, as if there was a scorching sun hanging in the air. All the winds stopped at this moment, and the warm light avoided everything and shone on Emperor Shang's body, rapidly raising his body temperature that was originally blown by the cold wind and was about to fall unconscious.

It was as if a chant sounded, light and magnificent.

The white clouds looked from afar, like giant wings spanning three hundred meters, one by one in front of Emperor Shang.

And the entire cloud layer is like a stacked ladder, protecting the entire sky.

All this may have been known only to the parties on the plane, but the moment the chant of the suspected hymn sounded, all the people on the plane were already asleep.

"Turtle turtle, if someone else's plane has a problem, the protagonist is full of wisdom, and then he will turn the tide with a little hanging, and come to me, and make it the same card as the ascension of the Holy Son, which is really embarrassing." Emperor Shang felt his non-existent consciousness and couldn't help but smack his mouth after returning.

Everything is wrapped in clouds – and as we all know, with current technology, humans don't have the ability to observe what it's like to be covered in clouds.

Even the radar itself fails when it enters the cumulonimbus cloud, and the device disappears from the world according to the radar map.

Why is it so difficult to rescue at sea, and even if the plane is lost in a storm, it is basically gone?

It's because all the means of communication you know about human beings will be ineffective in the face of more destructive natural disasters.

The immeasurable light converged to a human form the size of Hagia Sophia, and the phantom looked around and nodded.

"Sure enough, as I expected. You are more than fifty kilometers away from me, and the will of the earth wants to kill you, and no matter how you accidentally hurt you. ”

"Can it be saved?" Emperor Shang pointed behind him.

"Yes and no. But the world is all about borrowing and repaying. The finger of the phantasmal shadow of Saint Sophia pointed at the center of Emperor Shang's eyebrows, "The forty people you have saved now will be sacrificed in the future by the lives of eighty people of the same origin in your own country." ”