Wealth

Fan Wuyao suddenly found himself in the greatest crisis. The Americans and the Soviets are two opposing camps. Naturally, there are also very big differences in the control of the aircraft, probably to flaunt their own uniqueness. This chapter was uploaded by netizens, and the net hereby declares

This will hurt Fan Wuyi. Due to the difference in habit, the seals will definitely not be able to fly the plane. For the time being, the plane is still under automatic flight program control, but wants to turn the nose and restore it again. Normal heading requires manual operation by the driver.

"God! Is there a parachute on this plane?!" Fan Wuyi shouted loudly.

But yelling obviously didn't help, so Fan Wubing ran to the experts with an interpreter and asked loudly, "Who will drive this An-124 strategic transport plane?"

But unfortunately, although some people say that they are involved in the design of this kind of strategic transport aircraft, but when it comes to control, they know nothing. In the end, a middle-aged woman stood up and said that she had participated in the design of the cockpit. , I am quite familiar with the role of meters, and I am willing to provide guidance to Fan Wuyao.

The seals found the parachute bag in the cabin, gave each of the experts one, and instructed them how to use this life-saving thing when necessary.

Fan Wubing took the translator and the middle-aged woman who had designed the cockpit, sat in the cockpit together, locked the door, and said to the two people, "Okay! I'll fly the plane, let us first The course needs to be adjusted!" The translator was a domestic intelligence officer, looking at Fan Wubing with some worry and asked, "Mr. Fan, are you sure you can drive this kind of big guy?!"

Fan Wuyao glared, "Otherwise, what should I do? Just fly to Berlin like this?! Doesn't that mean telling others that we are robbing people from Ukraine? Besides, such a big guy will become someone else's wherever he flies. Collect it?"

Needless to say, dozens of experts on the plane, this An-124 strategic transport plane alone is enough for the Germans to detain themselves, and perhaps get life imprisonment or something. Or just kill yourself. This kind of thing has been done by Germans, Russians, Americans, and Chinese. It is estimated that he has done it too much, and Fan Wubing would not dare to take this risk.

So Fan Wubing said to the translator, "Destiny is created by his own hands!"

Fan Wubing doesn’t have too many psychological barriers to open this kind of thing. It’s not that he has opened this kind of thing before, but because he was interested in Microsoft’s flight simulator before rebirth, and similar things. Haven't played less. As long as you don't make a mistake about the key, you shouldn't just pierce it directly from the cloud, right?

Anyway, Fan Wuyi's mind is just that. As long as you can drive back to your country. It doesn't matter even if it falls. Anyway, the parachute bag is enough land. I have a total of seven transport planes. It would not hurt to lose this one.

Therefore, his mentality is excellent. According to their own game experience. With the assistance of middle-aged women. The plane's heading was successfully corrected. Flew towards the east. The seals and experts prayed with trepidation. I finally heard the good news that the aircraft had successfully re-adjusted its course. Everyone finally let out a long breath.

Then the aircraft entered the auto-navigation phase. Fan Wubing can be regarded as giving a sigh of relief. Then through the onboard radio communication tool. Get in touch with the country.

However, Beijing heard that Fan Wuyao threw all the drivers in the riot. It's time to fly the plane. Suddenly became a little crazy. It took a long time for a senior general to take over the communicator. Started to contact Fan Wuyin.

"President Fan. Is your plane full of fuel on the ground?" the lieutenant general asked.

"Yeah. It's full. I checked it." Fan Wuyao replied very positively.

"Well, I see. Keep in touch at any time. I will find an expert in this area to give you advice." The lieutenant general instructed Fan Wuyao with some headaches.

The An-124 is a strategic transport aircraft. This kind of big guy can be used to load bomb sites. If it flies to Beijing based on its fuel storage that has a range of more than 15,000 kilometers. Most of the oil is not consumed. If it falls, it is estimated that Beijing Airport will be blown up.

Fan Wuyi must not be allowed to land in Beijing! Several large civil airports are also unusable! The military immediately held urgent consultations with senior government officials. I think it is better to let Fan Wuyao land in a place with few people, even if he fails to land, it will not cause too much casualties.

So everyone researched on the map for a long time, and finally made a decision to let Fan Wuyao land at a military combat readiness airport in Inner Mongolia. The land is sparsely populated and there are no residents except the garrison. It is the ideal landing site. .

So the military contacted Fan Wuyao through communication equipment, gave the coordinates of the landing, and explained to him the reason why he could not be allowed to enter Beijing. I hope he can understand.

"I understand this. After all, I don't have enough confidence in myself." Fan Wuyao agreed to the military's decision and rested his heading coordinates.

Whether he can land at the big airport or not, because he is not under 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!" The Lieutenant General said that he didn't believe it. A 16-year-old boy who had never flew a plane before, actually controlled such a big strategy. It’s hard to believe that the transport plane flew back to China from Ukraine.

Even if it is in the autopilot mode in the middle, when landing, it is all experience work.

About five hours after adjusting the course, the plane finally came to the sky above the Inner Mongolia prairie. The people on the ground were more nervous than those on the plane. Fan Wuyi said to the people on the ground with ease, "Ha, thank you for this. We didn’t take a few nuclear warheads back, otherwise, everyone would be even more nervous.”

"President Fan, in another five minutes, you should get to the sky above the airport to familiarize yourself with the terrain first, and then land after two turns!" The commander on the ground said to Fan Wuyao with a wry smile.

"Yeah, I understand." After Fan Wubing replied, he turned his head and asked the interpreter, "Ask her, is the seat in the cab ejection type?"

After the interpreter asked the Ukrainian middle-aged woman expert, he regretfully replied, "It is fixed."

"Damn!" Fan Wuyao immediately thumped the handle of the chair, and said angrily, "No wonder the Soviet Union will disintegrate, and there is no humanistic spirit at all! Even if this kind of government is not stimulated by the economic crisis, it will have to be sooner or later. Finished!"

Finally, the translator said to Fan Wuyin, "President Fan, I will open the rear hatch later, and all of you can skydive!"

"If we parachute, what do you do?" Fan Wubing is still more afraid of death. He was moved to hear that the interpreter wanted to stick to the end, but this kind of detrimental and self-interested thing is normal if it is done abroad. If it is done at home , Isn't it a bit unkind?

The interpreter said to Fan Wubing, “We people, in addition to the translation work, are also responsible for your life safety. Fortunately, I read the flight manual temporarily and learned about the landing process in general. The online command on the ground is probably not a big problem. Moreover, the leaders on the ground instructed me to let you and the experts leave safely. There are more important things waiting for you to do!"

Although Fan Wubing succeeded in changing his course, he obviously had no confidence in the important process of landing. He had the thought of retreating after hearing this, so he asked, "Then what do you need help at home? If you do, I will take care of them."

"I have a beautiful sister who is studying in Shanghai. The address is—" The translator said halfway, and immediately changed her mind. "Forget it, if a pretty girl meets someone like you, most of it will fall. If you are interested, just give the money to our leaders and they will arrange it."

Fan Wubing felt a little embarrassed, so he said regretfully, "I knew that two drivers should be left--"

"That's not necessarily safe. If they give you a dead end when you land, wouldn't it be worse?" the translator said with a smile.

That is also true. If their companions are dealt with, who can guarantee that these white-haired pigs will not make some crazy moves?

The plane began to lower its altitude. At an altitude of 800 meters, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ opened the door of the belly compartment, and then threw Fan Wuyi and the experts down like bombs.

Fan Wuyao watched the plane continue to fly forward, while his body was falling down quickly. The parachute bag opened automatically. The descent of his body suddenly stagnated, and then he dangled and landed on the grassland below. Some experts landed safely. Several people twisted their ankles. Fan Wuyi rapped on the ground, but his reaction was quick and he was not injured. It was just that the parachute covered him entangled him for a long time.

Everyone untied the parachutes and gathered together slowly. At this time around three o'clock in the afternoon, the white parachutes were scattered on the green grassland and looked very eye-catching. So it didn't take long for them to be caught by helicopters in the air. Fei appeared.

Then a dozen jeeps drove over and asked the experts to board the car. As for Fan Wuyi, the above specifically stated that he would be sent to Beijing by helicopter, so Fan Wuyi separated from the experts.

When the helicopter greeted him landed and the heavily armed soldiers and officers inside pulled themselves into the cabin, Fan Wuyi had the opportunity to ask, "Has the plane landed successfully?"

Several soldiers who were obviously special forces replied to Fan Wuyao with a serious face, "No comment!"