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The cockpit is quieter.

Two engine thrust values ​​were displayed on the instrument screen, and the one on the left instantly fell to the bottom.

Deputy Yao was stunned for a moment, "Send..."

Before the words were finished, the turn-and-slip meter on the screen began to deflect, and the fuselage unknowingly tilted to one side.

Wen Ning responded quickly and said, "I'll control it."

"Okay." Deputy Yao gave up control.

Wen Ning quickly glanced at the altimeter, airspeed indicator, hydraulic system and other instruments, held the side stick with her left hand, pressed the red button to disconnect the autopilot, pressed the **** to the right, and pressed the rudder with one foot.

She already had a hunch in her heart that it was most likely that there was a problem with the No. 1 engine.

The A320 is a twin-engine aircraft. When one side of the engine fails, the thrust on both sides is asymmetrical, and the aircraft will deflect and slide. Only the pilot can manually control it to maintain the torque balance.

Wen Ning held the pressure plate in her hand, held the rudder under her feet, and the turn and side slip meter slowly returned to the right half, and the fuselage posture was stable.

"Close the left engine throttle, count down 30 seconds, restart."

Now to verify the failed engine.

Deputy Yao turned the **** and turned off the engine number 1 on the left. Wen Ning stared at the meter and found that there was no change in the thrust, as expected.

Thirty seconds later, Vice Yao turned the **** again, but the restart failed.

Wen Ning glanced at her, quickly judging the situation in her mind, and said in a hurry: "Hang on 7700, contact the control, and divert to the C city airport."

She has flown this route many times, and she is familiar with the surrounding conditions. Now that they have flown out of the boundary of Los Angeles, they are still two-thirds away from the destination, so they can only go to the nearest airport in C City for alternate landing.

Fortunately, the weather on the route was good.

"City area adjustment, DC5391 encountered an emergency, one side of the engine failed, request an alternate." Deputy Yao changed the answering machine code to 7700, and talked to the control.

Wen Ning continued to maintain the attitude of the plane. The pedals and rudders were a little sour, but they didn't dare to relax. They couldn't pedal too hard or too lightly. They had to maintain balance.

Ten thousand meters above the sky, outside the porthole is a azure blue sky, the clouds are like dense and delicate foam spread under the feet, the horizon is semi-arc, and the golden fireball hangs there brightly, the light is dazzling.

I have seen the same scenery over and over again, and I still find it beautiful.

Deputy Yao communicated with the control and got permission. Wen Ning controlled the plane to slowly turn the course and prepare to go down. There was only a slight mechanical buzzing in the cockpit.

In the event of an emergency, all aircraft in the same airspace will give way to provide maximum convenience.

She held the side stick in her hand, her foot on the rudder, her upper body leaned forward slightly, and her eyes behind the sunglasses revealed an extreme calm, as if nothing had happened.

Gu Chixi's face flashed across his mind...

When the voice in the cabin came in, Deputy Yao answered it, and comforted the colleagues in the flight crew: "It's okay, the situation is stable, and we will land in City C in about 20 minutes. Please comfort the passengers, thank you."

After hanging up the internal chat, Wen Ning felt Yao Fu's eyes falling on her face. At that moment, she seemed to understand what she wanted to say, and nodded without looking at it.

Then, Yao Fu's steady and firm voice came from his ear:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm the captain of this flight. At present, there is a little mechanical failure on the plane, which is not serious. Please rest assured. Our crew members have received professional and strict training and are fully capable of handling this situation. Landing at C City Airport, please fasten your seat belts and sit in your seats, and cooperate with our flight attendants, thank you."

Wen Ning listened to this cabin broadcast, and the corners of her mouth turned up.

They will land safely.

During the lunch break, it started to rain again.

After the office staff in the administrative class finished their meal, they returned to the building one after another from the cafeteria.

Flight DC5391, which took off at 11:40 noon, lost contact with the ground.

When Gu Chixi heard the news, she had just returned from socializing outside. There was an industry meeting at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. She was going to take a lunch break in the office when Secretary Chen came to inform her.

DC5391…

Wen Ning!

Her face was pale, and she was completely exhausted, and immediately went to the operation control center.

The operation control center is the brain of the airline. It is responsible for daily preparations before flight, flight dispatch and release, flight tracking and dynamic monitoring. It plays the role of coordination like the central nervous system. The company's daily flight tasks and operations are completed here.

On the wall of the hall is a huge rectangular electronic display screen, with dense green dots distributed on the map, each dot represents an aircraft, and the flight number is marked next to it.

There was tension all around.

"President Gu—"

The leaders of the operation control department and the safety supervision department were all there, and when they saw Gu Chixi coming in, they rushed up to meet him.

Gu Chixi looked at the display screen and frowned, "When did it happen?"

"About ten minutes ago, DC5391 contacted the dispatcher. The mechanical failure had to be diverted to City C. The crew said the situation was controllable, but then the transponder signal of DC5391 disappeared from the radar."

off the radar...

Gu Chixi smacked these words repeatedly, and her heart was half cold.

In the usual cases, ordinary mechanical failures are not too bad as long as the unit can keep in touch with the ground, and most of the time it can land safely. And once the contact is lost and disappears from the radar, there is a high probability that a serious accident has occurred.

The people on the ground couldn't do anything.

Can only pray.

Gu Chixi stood blankly like a stiff stone. Every time she blinked, a surge of sourness pierced her heart silently and secretly, and spread violently to her eyelids.

She turned and left the hall.

Everyone behind them looked at each other: "?"

She walked into the toilet, opened the door of the last room, went in, locked it, and the smell of incense suddenly filled her nose—the toilet didn't stink. She was so embarrassed that she released herself in a place that should have been full of stench.

In the eyelids, the uncontrollable irritation blurs her vision.

She grabbed the pendant on her chest.

Wen Ning…

The plane is slowly descending altitude.

The posture is stable and the instruments are normal, but Wen Ning's right foot is very sore after pedaling the rudder for too long.

It was very quiet in the cockpit. Deputy Yao turned over the checklist and checked the inspection procedures one by one. After finishing, he found that the answering machine had been turned off for some reason, and he quickly turned it on again.

After contacting the controller, I found out that the ground was fried.

Before he had time to wonder, Deputy Yao immediately reported the altitude, position and status, "PANPANPAN, the left engine fails, the course is 210, and the lower altitude is 2000."

"DC5391, hold altitude, turn right heading 230."

Yao Fu repeated it again.

Wen Ning controlled the aircraft's steering extremely carefully, trying to make the **** as large as possible.

At the same altitude, other nearby aircraft have avoided, and they have the priority to land. They fly all the way to the airport according to the radar guidance, and carry out the single-engine approach checklist.

Takeoff and landing are the most trouble-prone phases.

Especially with faults.

"Captain, are your legs sore? Do you want me to take over?" Deputy Yao asked.

Wen Ning shook her head and said calmly, "No."

The runway is already visible ahead.

Although single-engine failure is a frequently-trained troubleshooting subject, it was the first time that Wen Ning actually encountered it, and she was inevitably nervous. She concentrated on adjusting the aircraft's attitude, controlling the descent rate, and getting closer.

Vice Yao reached out and lowered the landing gear.

Entering the runway, the surrounding houses and large fields of farmland were clearly in view, getting closer and closer to the ground, Wen Ning held her breath.

"Onehundred...Fifty, Forty, Thirty, Twenty, Ten...Retard..." the computer issued a voice broadcast.

The main wheel hits the ground, giving it a bump.

Wen Ning pushed the side stick forward with her left hand, leveled the nose, grounded the front wheel, closed the accelerator with her right hand, and automatically released the speedbrake—the single-engine landing cannot be turned on reverse thrust, and only the speedbrake and automatic brakes are used to slow down.

Soon, down to taxi speed, the plane crawls slowly.

After leaving the runway, Wen Ning handed over the control to Deputy Yao. She saw the ambulance and the fire brigade waiting outside the runway from a distance. She breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart finally fell back to her stomach.

She felt sweat on her palms.

The plane stopped, and the passenger elevator car came over. The flight crew arranged for the passengers to get off the plane, and the ground crew responded. There were no casualties.

Wen Ning looked out the window in a trance.

"Captain Wen..."

Vice Yao's voice pulled back her thoughts, she turned her head, and the girl looked at her with admiration and said, "You are too powerful."

Wen Ning twitched the corners of her mouth, "It's just a normal procedure." After speaking, she gave her a thumbs up, "You're great too."

The two smiled at each other.

After all the passengers got off the plane, Wen Ning opened the cockpit door and walked out. The four girls and one guy from the flight crew gathered in the front kitchen, with fearful expressions on their faces.

"Everyone has worked hard." She smiled.

Everyone laughed.

Wen Ning stepped out of the cabin door, stood on the passenger elevator, and saw a large gap in the connection between the left engine and the wing, looking hideous.

The two air inspectors surrounded the engine, stunned, "My dear, I have been repairing the plane for ten years. The first time I saw it cracked like this, it was about to fall off."

"At first glance, the material is not ready, now, this skin and this rivet..."

Wen Ning listened to the discussion between the two, and remorse welled up in her heart.

As the captain, she has the right to decide whether a plane can fly. If she could persist in her doubts, be more cautious, and ask to change the plane, there would be no safety hazards, and she would not experience the thrilling experience just now.

Master said that a good pilot is not because of his superb skills in dealing with special situations and faults, but because every flight is safe and without incident.

The four words "safe rise and fall" are very precious. It seems simple, but no one can guarantee that they will do it forever.

Wen Ning thought of Gu Chixi again.

The first and only person in five years to say "Peace and Peace" to her.

When such a thing happens, it must be reported in the news again, and it must be investigated. The company is not only facing the pressure of public opinion, but also the pressure from the leaders of the bureau. In the end, all the pressure will fall on that person.

Just thinking about it, my heart started to hurt, and I felt even more self-blame.

Wen Ning's eyes turned red.

A cool breeze swayed the broken hair on her forehead, the tip of it brushed against her eyelids, it was itchy, she wiped it off with her hands, squinted slightly, and looked at the tarmac.

The phone vibrated in his pants pocket.

Thinking it was a dispatch call, she took it out and took a look, but the remarks showed Gu Chixi.

"…Hey?"

Wen Ning lowered her voice.

There was no speech over there, and after waiting for a few seconds, there was still silence.

"Gu..." Wen Ning couldn't help moving her lips and wanted to call her, but she suddenly realized that she didn't know what to call.

Mr. Gu? Gu Chixi? Ms. Gu? still-

Her thoughts stopped abruptly.

A suppressed sob came over the phone.

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