The reason why Lu Weijing was panicked was because she had never assumed heavy responsibilities and had to take responsibility for hundreds of lives, including herself, and had to deal with areas she had never been exposed to, and had only one life-and-death opportunity, which psychologically crushed her, but in fact Eve had taught her everything she should teach her. She also copied the position and usage of the button twice. With her intelligence, it would not be a problem to master these things under normal circumstances. What she was most afraid of was that her brain suddenly got stuck at a certain step, but the only remaining reason told her that the more panicked, the more likely it was to get stuck, just like the subjects and question types that were very good at entering the college entrance examination room, she was so nervous that she forgot everything.

However, she is already a mature adult. Although her mental maturity is incomparable to that of Pashinkova, she at least crushes most ordinary people. Now she is fighting with the will of a slump. If she wants to survive, she can only turn pressure into motivation, and there is no way out or compromise.

"The height is 3000, the pressure is 0.78psi, it's over." She patted her face, tried to eliminate distractions and focus on driving.

The flight altitude was further reduced, and at this point, the arrow was drawn without turning back. Not only was she so nervous that she was dry-mouthed, but the flight attendants were even more afraid. Some flight attendants had already started to record last words on their mobile phones. Most passengers knew that something might have happened to the captain, but they had nothing to do except record last words and prayers.

The tower directed: "Reduce to 130 knots, and the flaps will turn into shape i."

Lu Weijing bit her lip tightly, enduring the heart that was about to jump out of her chest, slowed down first, and stared at the speedometer as it was approaching 130, and said to Pasinkova: "Help me pull that rod and pull a lattice backwards."

The flap control lever was at the hand of the co-pilot, and she couldn't reach it with her seat belt.

"Turn backward like this?" Pasinkova's hand was placed on the pole she pointed to.

"Yes! La!" Lu Weijing nodded.

Pasinkova operated carefully as she asked.

"Open the landing indicator on the overhead panel and notify all passengers to wear their seat belts."

"Click ils to get the heading and glide track signals."

"Click vs, fine-tune the drop rate 20."

"The flap turns into shape ii, and the landing runway is a01 right in front of you."

"Click appr to activate automatic blind drop."

"Observe the navigation display panel, is the waterway dotted or solid line?"

Lu Weijing looked at the monitor and saw that the channel had become a solid line, so he replied truthfully.

"Spoiler pre-position, automatic brake median."

"Did you see the papi lights on the runway?" "See!"

“Put down the landing gear.”

As one operation went smoothly, Lu Weijing's mood gradually calmed down. Although she felt a little complacent, she was already in a state of selflessness, and there were only buttons and runways in her eyes.

Pashinkova was watching from the side. She was wearing the headphones of the captain and listening to the step-by-step instructions from the ground tower. To be honest, she didn't expect the landing process to be so complicated. No wonder Lu Weijing needed stickers to assist in memory. The landing process was a bit different from what she imagined, that is, Lu Weijing did not touch the joystick at all. She clicked and rotated various buttons to point different buttons to different scales. But anti-humanity is that some buttons need to be pressed and twisted before they take effect, while others are the opposite. Missing any step will invalidate the operation, because this is to prevent experienced pilots from misoperating, not to facilitate newbies.

They have been on planes many times, but each time they sit in the cabin. It is the first time they feel the plane's landing process in the cockpit. The nose of the plane is rhythmically, lightly, like a small boat undulating in the rippling sea. This is because when flying over the grasslands, forests, soil, and cement roads, the specific heat capacity of different landforms is different, resulting in a deviation in the intensity of the upward airflow.

However, when the runway was already in front of the road, the undulation of the nose became even greater, and the fuselage was slightly tilted to the left, and the cross wind from the side caused the slower aircraft to be affected.

It was off - Pasinkova, who was sitting in the passenger seat but was not wearing a seat belt, could see that the central axis of the plane had a deflection angle of about 5 degrees from the center line of the runway.

Lu Weijing almost bit her lip. According to Eve's prior teaching, if the angle is correct, the papi lights seen from her perspective should be two red and two white, and what she sees now is four red lights, which indicates that the influence of wind power may be due to insufficient elevation angle. In layman's terms, the nose of the aircraft is too strong. Her eyes are constantly aiming at the joystick. Experienced pilots will definitely correct the elevation angle through the joystick at this time. The manipulation force of this thing needs to be felt by herself. Eve cannot teach her through dictation, but if she does not operate, the plane may miss the front hoof on the runway.

There was no way, she had to hold the joystick tremblingly and pull it backwards - she didn't feel that she had used a lot of force, but the feedback of this thing was lagging, not as sensitive as the car steering wheel. After pulling it for a while, the papi light turned four white again. She pulled it over and had to push it forward again, and then over and over... The more anxious this thing is, the worse it is.

When she was flying and landing, she had no time to try and make mistakes repeatedly? It was almost a moment when the landing gear under the nose touched the runway.

When landing normally, the planes will have bumps, both light and heavy, and their nose elevation angle is too low, and the impact force is very strong. If it weren't for wearing a seat belt, Lu Weijing would definitely bounce off the seat directly.

The landing gear of the nose could not withstand such a big impact, and it broke from the middle, and the wheels gained freedom. They jumped happily on the runway, chasing poetry and the distance alone. The tail of the aircraft was raised high, and the remaining landing gear at the bottom of the nose was sliding forward against the runway, rubbing out of the runway, sliding out toward the hangar, tower and radar station on the side.

Almost everyone was screaming and crying at the top of their throats, watching the cold cement walls of the hangar and the tower get closer, but their screams were overwhelmed by the friction of the landing gear and the ground. If the plane could not stop before touching the wall, they would disappear in a ball of fireballs of thousands of degrees produced by the explosion of aviation fuel.

In the cockpit that was first hit, Lu Weijing instinctively raised her hand to block her face, closed her eyes, and felt regretful in her heart. She messed up at the last step. She only hoped that there would be no heaven and hell, so that she would not have to face many unjust souls after death.
Chapter completed!