I Created the Salvation Organization

Just when Che Yongchang was still a little overwhelmed, Chu Lin seemed to have reacted.

"Mr. Shen, you came just in time!"

With a surprised and enthusiastic smile on his face, he strode forward and stretched out his hands to Shen Yi.

"I'm the person in charge of this group. You can just call me Chu Lin. In fact, we are bothering us and have no way to obtain more detailed information on the scene. I didn't expect you to come."

At this time, you can see the difference between people.

While the rest were still shocked by the unexpected, Chu Lin had skipped thinking about the unexplainable things and turned his attention to the next thing to do.

Shen Yi stretched out his right hand and shook his hands, also a little surprised by the age of the person in charge.

At first he thought the person in charge would be older.

But don't care.

People like Che Yongchang and Chu Lin are different from Mo Yuanbai. To a certain extent, the dialogue with them can be regarded as a collective dialogue.

"Give me the coordinates of the airport." Shen Yi skipped the greeting and said directly.

"Okay." Chu Lin was also very straightforward.

After getting the coordinates, Shen Yi didn't say a word, his figure disappeared in a ripple in front of everyone.

It attracted the exclamations of many people.

Even Che Yongchang couldn't help but murmured something.

"Fortunately, he still needs coordinates."

"Yeah, coordinates." Chu Lin gave him a meaningful look.

On the other side, Shen Yi jumped directly through a long-distance space and came to the sky above West Asia Airport.

Just as soon as it appeared, a huge thunderous sound covered his ears.

The lightning bolts are not only flying in the sky, but are connected to the earth one after another. The strong light illuminates the earth again and again, and the loud noise of the vibration even makes the whole world tremble.

There is no doubt that thunderstorms in climate forecasts have not reached this level.

But no one cared about this.

Ordinary people can't judge the degree of thunderstorms based on the performance in front of them. The staff at the airport, just in a safe room, laughed and joked "This weather is really strong", and then directed the landing of the next plane.

But even so, their workload is a lot more than in the past.

"A3562, there is a gust of wind from the southwest in front of you, the wind speed...about 50 kilometers per hour."

"Fifty kilometers?" The captain's voice still sounded relaxed, "This wind speed can even lift the roof off."

"The premise is the old-fashioned roof from more than ten years ago, especially those who learn the oriental style." The tower staff were also in the mood to joke.

Obviously, they didn't care about the wind howling from the side.

But Shen Yi noticed.

Fifty kilometers per hour?

Shen Yi's eyes lit up with an azure halo, and circles of complicated magic lines surged in his eyes.

It was indeed fifty kilometers per hour just now, but now, the speed of the howling wind is changing rapidly.

Sixty, sixty-five, seventy...

According to Shen Yi's calculations, when it collided with the plane, the wind speed could reach at least 85 kilometers per hour. This gust of wind from the side was enough to break the entire right wing of the more than ten-year-old plane.

It appears that this is what caused the crash.

The light in Shen Yi's eyes suddenly flourished, and he was making a full analysis.

The concentration of magic power is normal.

The level of activity is also normal.

The reason for the vain surge in wind speed has nothing to do with magic.

This is basically determined, and most of the mysterious side factors can be ruled out.

I have a headache.

Shen Yi sighed, but although he lacked scientific detection methods, he could roughly see what was going on. The air flow was in a parameter environment that was inconsistent with the usual conditions, which led to inaccurate predictions. The root cause, after all, climate predictions are largely based on specific calculation formulas and parameters.

and--

Shen Yi looked to the left side of the plane, that is, to the northeast. A new hurricane was rapidly forming, and it rushed towards the plane.

"Tower, tower, what's going on?" The captain had begun to feel the violent shaking of the plane. "Why does the instrument show that there is still wind pressure from the northeast?"

"Uh, let me check here..." The tower staff glanced at the instrument, then exclaimed, "God, how is this possible?"

There was indeed a northeasterly hurricane, and it accelerated the approach of thunderstorm clouds.

That's not the point.

The key is that if this hurricane collides with the hurricane in the southwest direction just now, the air flow formed is likely to create a huge tornado.

And flight A3562 is right in the center eye of the tornado!

The tower staff seemed to have anticipated what was about to happen - the plane would be ripped to shreds!

"Quick, A3562! Quickly turn around!" The staff shouted in the channel while calling for the rest of the people to come over quickly, "It's a tornado! A super-large tornado!"

"Damn it!" The captain couldn't help yelling, "It's too late!"

The plane is spinning out of control.

Just like a flat boat, it was hit back and forth in the earth-shaking waves, the lights in the plane were flashing one after another, the passengers were screaming in the violent ups and downs like a roller coaster, and all the oxygen masks fell off. Down, but few passengers were able to grab the oxygen masks in the shaking.

at this moment.

The horrific air crashes and catastrophic consequences that we saw on TV in the past are constantly recalled in people's minds.

Fear and panic swept through everyone.

"Quickly think of a way!" The captain grabbed the control stick tightly, and the warning sounds of the instruments in the cab were already chaotic.

And what can the tower staff do?

They were silent and crowded on the edge of the window. Accompanied by the lightning that illuminated the sky one after another, they could clearly see that a huge vortex was forming high in the sky, like a dragon and snake, twisting towards the earth, thunder and lightning roaring, It constituted an incomparably spectacular picture, and the plane filled with 157 lives seemed to add a sad color to the picture.

"Sir." The tower staff's voice was trembling, "I'm sorry, but now, I'm afraid only God can help you."

He didn't know what mood he should be in now, or what should be in his mind.

Are you worried about the rigorous investigation after the air crash?

Or praying for a survivor?

neither.

More than a hundred lives are about to disappear in front of his eyes, but he and all the people are completely powerless. At this moment, what he feels is the empathy of the same human beings!