After quickly helping the other party to finish the medicine, Fu Cheng immediately returned to the driver's seat.
"Fasten your seat belt." The voice was cold and sharp.
Zhuohuan fastened all the four-point safety belts: "I'll be in charge of the wireless communication."
Fucheng glanced at him: "Okay."
The division of labor between the two is clear.
Without a little extra nonsense, Zhuo Huan took over the communication system on the plane and directly talked to the air traffic control: "Finnair AY032, confirm to enter the area where high-speed electric particle currents are frequent, and request to ascend the altitude."
Three seconds later, the air traffic control replied: "Finnair AY032, the altitude is allowed to rise to 31,000 feet."
Fu Cheng held the joystick with one hand, and pressed the accelerator with the other.
Zhuo Huan: "The ascent is 31,000 feet."
Fucheng repeated: "Confirm the altitude is 31,000 feet, disengage the automatic driving mode, and turn on the manual driving mode."
As soon as the words fell, he controlled the elevator, and slowly pushed the accelerator up with the other hand. Everything was smooth and stable, the bodies of the two leaned back slightly, and the plane climbed slowly.
The aurora all over the sky is like light green tulle, quietly rippling in the water-like night. A Maifei F435 gently broke through the layers of veil and headed towards the end of the sky.
Soon, there was a piercing electrical sound from the radio communication equipment on the plane.
There was a buzzing sound in the earphones, but Zhuo Huan remained unmoved on his face. Finally, the noisy sound accumulated to a certain level, and with a sharp electric howl, the entire radio communication equipment was directly scrapped.
Zhuo Huan took off the headset: "The radio communication has been interrupted." After a pause, he asked: "How about the automatic navigation?"
Fucheng: "There is no automatic navigation..."
The sound stopped abruptly, and Fucheng looked calm: "The automatic navigation system has been disconnected."
By this point, the plane had officially run into a problem often encountered by many polar flights—
Radio signal lost.
The polar magnetic storm phenomenon is not without impact on the flight of the aircraft, but the impact is not great. In most cases, it destroys radio communication, that is, the pilot cannot communicate with the air traffic control. If it is more serious, the magnetic storm is more severe, that is, the automatic navigation system fails.
Therefore, when encountering a strong magnetic storm, pilots often choose to make an emergency landing nearby, but it is difficult to cause more serious consequences.
However, they will continue to fly.
Fucheng handed the electronic display screen to Zhuo Huan, and said, "I don't understand the specific principle of the electromagnetic measuring device given by Professor Jinnai, and I don't understand the numbers displayed on it. But he said that as long as the number reaches 6781 The critical value can prove his theory to a certain extent."
Zhuo Huan looked at the number with the highest value of 1134 on the display screen: "It's still far from the critical value."
Fucheng turned his eyes and looked at the green aurora rushing towards his face—
"Then, continue flying north."
There is no radio communication, no automatic navigation system.
The aircraft's autopilot was turned off.
Everything is in the hands of the pilot.
Fucheng operated the plane in an orderly manner, climbed up step by step, and then headed north step by step.
In the vast and boundless night, the Maifei F435 is like a lonely retrograde warrior, striding forward in the direction of the aurora.
"boom-"
The plane shook violently, as if encountering dark turbulent rapids.
Zhuohuan: "3153."
The young captain kept his eyes calm and continued to move forward without saying a word.
Five minutes later, there was another stronger electromagnetic storm. With a bang, a stream of low-energy electrons directly penetrated the outer shell of the aircraft and bombarded the tail end of the aircraft, almost directly destroying the aircraft's telex system.
Zhuo Huan's heart tightened, he subconsciously wanted to get up and go to the tail of the plane to see if he had penetrated into the cabin. But he just moved his feet when a deep and steady voice came from the left side: "It's okay."
Zhuo Huan turned around and saw Fu Cheng's calm and composed profile.
The violent turbulence makes the world shake up and down.
Yet the man sat there forever, gripping the throttle and elevator, never changing.
One minute later, Zhuo Huan: "5732."
"5913."
"6235."
"6513..."
finally.
"6813!"
Fu Cheng held the steering handwheel of the plane with his backhand, controlled the accelerator with his right hand, and manipulated the handwheel with his left hand. With a slight movement, the plane immediately tilted to the left, sliding out a beautiful large-angle steering radial line in the air.
After completely turning 180° and pointing the nose of the plane to the southwest, Fu Chengcheng announced firmly: "Finland AY032, return home."
***
Finland, Helsinki, Vantaa Airport.
When the radio communication signal of AY032 disappeared, the UAAG members who were sitting in the VIP room waiting for the results stopped their voices one by one and stopped talking.
Soon, news came from ground control that AY032 disappeared from the radar screen due to the influence of the electromagnetic storm.
The plane disappeared completely.
No one knows where it is now, maybe it has returned home, maybe it is still flying to the North Pole, or maybe it has encountered an accident.
After waiting for about two hours, Lina's cell phone rang. She quickly pressed the answer button. Listening to the voice from the other end of the phone, her solemn expression gradually collapsed. The beautiful blonde smiled and said softly: "Thank you, we have received the message."
After hanging up the phone, Lina looked up and smiled at her companions: "The radar system has found their traces, and the wireless communication equipment has also recovered. This test flight has been successfully completed."
An hour later, Fucheng drove the plane and landed at Vantaa Airport smoothly.
As soon as the plane landed, dozens of ground crews swarmed up and hurriedly disassembled the magnetic sensor installed in the engine.
Fucheng checked all the systems of the plane, and after confirming that they were turned off one by one in order, he turned around and found that Zhuo Huan was still standing in the cockpit and did not leave. He was a little surprised: "... Teacher Zhuo?"
Although he felt that the other party should not be waiting for him, but seeing that this person did not leave, Fucheng still hesitated.
As if he had seen through his thoughts, the corners of Zhuo Huan's mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc. Then he gestured to the button of the cabin door with his eyes, and said, "Open the door."
Fucheng: "..."
I really can't have any kindness and expectations for this man.
The two got off the plane together from the boarding bridge.
As soon as we got off the plane, members of UAAG greeted us.
"It's a big change." Su Fei looked at Zhuo Huan up and down, left and right, then snorted, and turned to Fucheng and said, "How is it, have you measured the data?"
Fucheng: "Well, I got the value requested by Professor Tsuna."
Lina found out more carefully: "Reid, what happened to your arm?"
Hearing this, Fu Cheng stopped for a moment.
Zhuo Huan glanced lightly in his direction, then retracted his gaze calmly, and said casually: "When I was transformed into a living person, I bumped into a box."
Back in the VIP room, Lina immediately contacted Tsuna Teiichi's laboratory and requested a video call.
After a few seconds, the video is switched on.
Did not see the figure of Tsuna Teiichi, on the computer screen, everyone only saw a laboratory full of various instruments and reagents. More than a dozen advanced electronic instruments emitted high and low electronic prompts in the laboratory, and a slender, tall and thin figure in a white lab coat kept walking in front of the camera.
I couldn't see his face at all, only the white shadow.
Before anyone from UAAG could speak, a slightly hoarse male voice sounded directly: "When the plane landed, the data on the magnetic sensor has been synchronized to my computer. I am now conducting the final confirmation experiment."
When he said this, Emperor Zinnai turned his back to the camera and lowered his head to discuss the numerical value of an electronic instrument with his teaching assistant.
Zhuo Huan said, "Emperor Jinnai."
In front of the camera, the white-clothed figure paused for a moment, and the next moment, he turned around and walked in front of the camera.
The refined and elegant man pushed the silver frame on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were cold and distant: "Mr. Zhuo."
Zhuo Huan: "The success rate is almost ten percent."
He was answered by a brief silence.
Tsunadei: "In the physical world, there is no such thing as a success rate. Before the experimental results come out, it is like a cat in a Schrödinger box. It may be 0%, or it may be 100%. There is no 50%, only 0 and 1. "After finishing the cold scientific truth, there was another very short silence, and Emperor Zinnai raised his head and looked at the people at the other end of the camera.
"I've heard that many people are anxiously waiting for this answer."
"It will take about a day for the results of the experiment to come out."
"Physics has no probability, but the human brain has the judgment of probability. So this experiment, the probability of success I personally judge is... 95%."
Zhuo Huan was silent and said, "Thank you."
Tsuna Teiichi: "You're welcome."
After finishing speaking, his eyes scanned the faces of all members of UAAG in front of the camera, and then looked at Zhuo Huan. "Before the video hangs up, I would like to ask, Zhuo Jun, who made the macro virus that was sent to my computer?"
Before Zhuo Huan could open his mouth, the punk boy was extremely proud, and he leaned in front of the camera: "I, I, I, I did it. It's amazing, it's a genius!"
The computer screen was instantly filled with the boy's big face.
Tsuna Teiichi: "Oh."
Su Fei: "...?"
The next moment, the video hangs up.
Su Fei said to Fu Cheng inexplicably: "Is there something wrong with this guy? RIP even friends are so crazy."
Fucheng: "..."
You put a virus on people, forcing them to reply to all emails, and it is said that they replied for two full days...
Keep your eyes open, my friend!
At the end of the flight test, from the words of Teiichi Tsuna, everyone also vaguely felt that the culprit that caused the JAL JL917 air crash has now surfaced.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
After relaxing, Old Joseph smiled: "Since the answer can be found by this time tomorrow, shouldn't we relax?"
Everyone looked at him.
Old Joseph: "After all, there is nothing else to do now, just wait for the results from Jinnai. What's wrong with drinking some wine!"
Lina smiled slightly, and turned to look at Zhuo Huan.
Zhuo Huan said lightly: "It's only been a few days, cherish it... well, drink it."
Old Joseph cheered.
The members of UAAG left the VIP lounge one after another. Lina had already arranged a car and sent everyone to the bar directly after leaving the airport.
Fucheng stood where he was, looking at the backs of the people walking away, with a confused look on his face.
... It's only been a few days, so cherish it
No, it seems strange to say that.
No one could answer his doubts.
The five people from UAAG came to the bar again, and the old Joseph beckoned to the waiter: "Have a musky. How can you go to Finland without drinking Muski, this is my favorite wine!"
Su Fei: "Then I want a musky too!"
Old Joseph praised: "You have a good vision."
Fu Cheng smiled and said, "Then I'll have a muskie too."
Old Joseph laughed: "There is a saying in Huaguo, what is it called... Oh yes, the hero sees the same thing. This sentence is really vivid."
Lina smiled and watched everyone talking, and suddenly her phone rang: "I'm going out to answer a call."
Lina took the phone, walked to the small balcony of the bar, and connected the phone.
I don't know how long we chatted, from the recent situation at home to the JAL accident.
After hanging up the phone, Lina turned around and suddenly saw a tall and tall figure. She paused slightly, then smiled and said, "Reid, when did you come?"
On the other side, in the bar, the Muskie drinks of the three of Fucheng also arrived.
Before Fucheng took a sip of the wine glass, the old Joseph who was sitting beside him nudged him with his elbow. "Hey, look, Reid passed by."
Fucheng raised his head.
The moonlight gently enveloped the small balcony outside the bar, and a tall and handsome man stood by the baroque French windows. The beautiful and dazzling French girl raised her head, looked at him with a soft smile, parted her red lips, not knowing what to say.
Old Joseph: "Sure enough, they have a problem. I've heard about the relationship between Mai Fei's former genius chief designer and the eldest lady of the Comte family."
Su Fei became interested, and leaned over: "What's the relationship, tell me quickly?"
Old Joseph: "What's the relationship? It goes without saying. You can see for yourself. Do you know that Stephanie Comte graduated from Yale University, is proficient in six languages, and once worked for the United Nations. As a result, after Reid resigned from McFly, she immediately Quit her job at the United Nations and came over to work as an administrator for UAAG. If it wasn't for something, Lina could come and do this?"
Fucheng took a look at the two people on the balcony, and they really looked like men and women.
There was no ups and downs in the clear pupils, Fu Cheng took a sip of the wine, and suddenly said in surprise: "This wine is really good."
Old Joseph's attention was immediately drawn from the gossip: "Let me tell you, this wine is really good."
What they don't know is that they are sitting in the bar watching the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are also watching them from the balcony.
Lina had already discovered that old Joseph was pointing at herself and Zhuo Huan, she smiled helplessly: "Guess what they are talking about?" Before Zhuo Huan could answer, she imitated the tone of old Joseph on her own: " Well, I think Reid and Lina must have an ulterior relationship, otherwise why would she resign from the United Nations and come to UAAG, which has nothing to do with her profession?"
After saying this, Lina laughed to herself: "You always use me as a shield to discourage girls who admire you. If they know that the famous Reid·Irvin·Patrick they admire actually likes men, no I know how sad it must be."
Zhuo Huan didn't answer her, but stepped forward, leaned on the balcony, and lit a cigarette.
Zhuohuan: "Were you talking to Comte just now?"
Lina: "Well. After all, it is Maifei's plane. If there is a problem with the plane itself, Maifei will have to bear a large amount of insurance compensation. I told my father. At present, it seems that it is very likely to be a Rolls-Royce engine. design problem."
Zhuo Huan said casually: "Oh."
Lina didn't leave, she thought for a while, and said, "There is a problem I discovered a long time ago. Reid, the day Fu and Sue first came to UAAG, you said that Fu had a problem with you. But I think, Reid, you Do you have any opinion on him? What I mean is, you seem to be very concerned about him, at least much more than Su Fei."
Zhuo Huan laughed when he heard this.
He looked up at the vast sky.
In the Nordic countries, watching the starry sky is a kind of beautiful enjoyment.
On a cool and pleasant summer night, when you look up at the sky, you will see the starry constellation Cygnus.
Altair is in the west of the sky, Vega is in the east of the sky, and at the end of Cygnus, it is Tianjin Si that connects Cowherd and Weaver Girl like a magpie bridge.
No matter how cruel people are, standing under such a bright starry sky, they will be shocked by the gorgeous beauty of the universe.
In the night wind, Lina gradually almost forgot the question she asked just now, but Zhuo Huan's cold voice rang out.
"The night the two of them first arrived in Finland, we also drank here. I went out to smoke on the way, and I met Fucheng." Zhuo Huan took a puff of cigarette casually, and white smoke spewed out from his mouth.
Lina turned her head to look at him: "I remember, Fu seemed to come out to breathe?"
Zhuohuan: "That's right."
Lina: "Huh?"
Zhuo Huan seemed to suddenly think of something interesting, he laughed and said lightly, "I saw that he was smoking."
The author has something to say:
Lina doesn't like Zhuo Anxi! Say important things three times, don't like it, don't like it, don't like it!
Speaking of it, it seems that all the female supporting roles in this article are not in the mood to care about such trivial matters as falling in love [? ], they all have loftier ideals [?]
Fu Cheng: What you said makes sense. I also have loftier ideals, and I don't have time to waste on dating.
Zhuohuan: ...