Legendary Captain

Chapter 242 Lianshan Snow Awakens

Han Qi hesitated for only a moment and missed the fleeting opportunity, which was so short that it allowed no time for hesitation.

It was this brief delay that made the instructors around him lose patience. They couldn't wait any longer; if they waited any longer, they weren't sure if the grounding would be safe.

With a command to take over control, the instructor resumed control of the aircraft. Han Qi felt the external force on the control wheel and simultaneously heard the instructor's command to take over control. He immediately realized he had missed his chance, sighed inwardly, released his grip, and said, "Hand over control!"

The handover of control was already complete; almost the instant Han Qi uttered the words "hand over control," the aircraft's main landing gear touched down.

To be honest, the timing of this handover of control is also very stressful for the instructor. After a flurry of frantic maneuvers, the plane still crashes onto the runway. Judging by the force of the motion, it would probably exceed 1.8G, and the plane would be shaken to pieces.

The instructor seemed slightly embarrassed by the obviously heavy grounding load, but Han Qi reassured him, saying, "A grounding load of 1.9G is nothing to worry about."

The instructor breathed a slight sigh of relief. Although 1.9G was a bit heavy, it shouldn't cause any structural damage; it was just a little embarrassing.

Han Qi took off his glasses and set them aside. He then retracted the flaps to position five and adjusted the trim to the green zone: "Flap position is good, trim green zone, let's go!"

As he spoke, Han Qi patted the instructor's right hand, signaling him to press the accelerator.

The instructor glanced at the flap positions and trim area, then immediately slammed the throttle up.

"Watch your gliding direction!" Han Qi reminded him.

At this point, the right engine is still off, and the throttle is being applied to the left engine. This sudden full throttle application to the left engine creates a thrust difference between the two engines, which can easily lead to instability during takeoff.

But this instructor was a veteran. As the thrust of the left engine increased, the control input also increased, and he was able to keep the aircraft's takeoff direction unchanged at all times, which showed his skill.

Seeing that the instructor's skills were quite good, Han Qi was very satisfied. He glanced at the speed and felt it was about right: "Lift the wheel!"

The instructor immediately pulled the nose of the aircraft up again at a relatively slower rate.

"Rising!"

"Retract the wheel!"

Han Qi retracted the landing gear; the altimeter had already passed 400 feet. "400," he said, "start turning!"

"Left turn or right turn?"

Han Qi leaned back in his seat, somewhat dejected: "Whatever, there aren't any obstacles anyway."

Apart from the terminal building, the highest obstacle near Hulan Airport is no more than five meters high, and the area is almost entirely flat, posing virtually no threat from terrain warnings. Therefore, Hulan Airport's local flight procedures do not specify turning directions.

"Oh, oh!" The instructor turned to the left, which was more convenient. Although it was a single-engine operation, it was just a single-engine operation. In high-altitude mountainous areas, a single engine would be quite tricky, but in low-altitude plains, the aircraft's performance was not greatly affected, and there were no concerns about terrain threats, so flying it wasn't too difficult. So much so that the instructor even had the leisure to secretly glance at Han Qi's expression a few times.

Han Qi was probably still troubled by what had just happened, and his face looked quite unpleasant, making the instructors afraid to speak, and the atmosphere became slightly tense.

After the plane joined the trilateral operation, Han Qi suddenly blurted out, "Why don't you try it out?"

The instructor nearly jumped up: "Instructor, you're kidding me! How could I possibly do that? What if something dangerous happens?"

Han Qi felt as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world: "With me right here, what danger could you possibly be in?"

"But I can't! I really can't!"

This instructor was genuinely terrified; he even admitted he wasn't up to the task, showing he was truly frightened to the extreme.

Once Han Qi has made up his mind, why would he give anyone else a chance? Han Qi chuckled and said, "Still want to stay in the company?"

The instructor's face showed horror: "Instructor, you just told me to trust your character and reputation, you can't do this!"

"But I've changed my mind!" Han Qi raised his chin. "Keep it simple, are you in or not?"

"Fall! Of course we have to fall!" The instructor, with his neck stiff, could only grit his teeth and agree.

"That's more like it!" Han Qi was delighted. "Don't worry, nothing will happen! When we get to Wubian, put your glasses back on. There's not much crosswind here, so just keep your roll steady."

Having said that, the instructor had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

This time they made a small takeoff and landing, flying in a very small circle. In less than two minutes, the plane had circled to the fifth circle.

"Instructor, am I going in the wrong direction?"

Han Qi replied, "It's on track, just stay steady!"

"What about the speed? Will there be any problems?"

"Add six knots to the reference speed, that's perfect, just keep going like that," Han Qi replied again.

"So, how's my descent trajectory?"

"So far, visual inspection is fine!"

"What about the rate of decline?"

At this point, Han Qi threw the headphones onto the sunshade and demanded, "How about I take your glasses off?"

Upon hearing this, the instructor immediately perked up: "Great! Great!"

"Then let's put your application to be promoted to instructor of this field on hold for six months after you go back."

The instructor in this session is another way of saying a Class C instructor; instructors at this level are capable of leading the training session to great success.

The instructor's face stiffened, and he quickly chuckled, "Just kidding, just kidding. Sometimes you have to challenge yourself!"

"You want to challenge yourself? Don't push yourself too hard!" Han Qi said sarcastically.

"No, no, no!" The instructor smiled brightly. "How can you know your limits if you don't challenge yourself? I'll definitely seize this opportunity."

Han Qi smiled knowingly and then remained silent.

Despite his talkative nature, this instructor is incredibly skilled with his hands. Even when flying blindly, he can keep the aircraft on the extended line of the runway centerline.

Of course, in addition to the instructors' steady hands, the fact that there is almost no crosswind at Hulan Airport is also an important reason. After all, when flying blindly by feeling, crosswinds have a great impact on directional control.

However, maintaining the correct direction is never the core issue; the biggest challenge lies in capturing the opportunity to level off.

The instructor, who had never expected to experience this firsthand, felt as bitter as if he had swallowed a bitter pill. Even though he knew that Han Qi was sitting next to him and that nothing would go wrong, he still couldn't help feeling nervous.

Suddenly, the instructor felt the plane lift slightly, and in that instant, he prepared to pull back on the stick.

But as soon as he pulled, the steering wheel didn't move. For a moment, the instructor thought the elevator was stuck.

At this moment, Han Qi's somewhat speechless voice rang out: "What do you want to do? There's still over a hundred feet left. Are you trying to flatten it right now?"

It turned out that Han Qi had been keeping an eye on the instructor out of the corner of his eye, and just as the instructor was about to pull over, he slapped him on the steering wheel.

"More than a hundred feet left?" The instructor was slightly embarrassed. The plane had lifted up a bit earlier, probably due to airflow. He realized he had been a little overreacting.

"Continue!" Seeing that the instructor was no longer using the lever, Han Qi withdrew his right hand and resumed the instructor's pitch control.

Before Han Qi could even feel at ease, the instructor seemed to twitch, about to pull back. Han Qi immediately gripped the steering wheel again: "Too early!"

"Huh? It's still early!"

Han Qi complained, "The lifting effect of the ground effect and the influence of airflow feel different. Can you distinguish between them?"

"Oh, okay!" The instructor had barely agreed when he made a move to pull back on the stick. This time, Han Qi, who was already on the control panel, couldn't hold back any longer: "Are you playing a lottery? You pull back on the stick just because you feel the plane gaining altitude?"

"But we can't waste this opportunity! What if we guess right?"

Han Qi was taken aback, then flew into a rage: "If I hadn't been holding you back, you would have jumped up long ago! Landing? Is the runway on top of it? And you strongly suspect you're being sarcastic or mocking!"

Han Qi missed the last chance to tie the game because of his hesitation. Therefore, his words sounded like mockery to Han Qi.

"No!" The instructor, unable to bear it any longer, took off his glasses. "I really can't distinguish between the effects of airflow and the ground effect. It's really difficult for me!"

Han Qi snorted and snatched the glasses from him: "Fine, you watch me. I refuse to believe I can't fall for it!"

"Blindness? You can't just say that, doctor!" In the doctor's office at Xianchi Hospital, Li Chuan looked at the doctor in utter shock: "Are you sure the patient we're talking about is Lian Shanxue? You haven't made a mistake?"

"How could there be a mistake? Among the patients who were brought in, she and an elderly person were in more serious condition. I remember them very clearly. How could there be a mistake?" the doctor said.

Upon hearing this, Li Chuan felt as if all the bones in his body had been removed, and he almost collapsed into his chair.

Because it was too late last night and there were no more flights coming over, he, Qin Zongyang, and Zeng Yu took the earliest flight and went straight to the hospital as soon as they got off the plane.

After entering the hospital, the three split up. Qin Zongyang and Zeng Yu went to see the wounded, while he came over to ask the doctor about their general condition.

As the primary reason for their trip, Li Chuan was undoubtedly most concerned about Lian Shanxue's condition. However, when they first arrived, they overheard doctors chatting and learning that most of the wounded on Star Travel 6333 were in good condition, which immediately filled him with joy. But when he learned that Lian Shanxue actually faced a significant risk of blindness, Li Chuan was utterly devastated!

There were about a hundred people on the Star Travel 6333 plane, but only two people were seriously injured. Unfortunately, Lian Shanxue was one of them. What kind of luck is that?

Feeling utterly disoriented, Li Chuan quickly asked, "Doctor, what are the chances of my eyes being cured?"

"Given the current level of medical care in China, it's quite difficult; we might have to go abroad." The doctor said, frowning slightly. "You're also with Star Travel Airlines, right? Didn't I already explain the situation to you before? Why are you asking again?"

The doctor initially thought Li Chuan was a relative of Lian Shanxue, which is why he patiently explained the situation to him. Otherwise, with everyone busy outside, why would he bother to come over and talk nonsense?

"Again?" Li Chuan was taken aback. "Have other people from our company been here before?"

"Two women? Don't you guys from the same company communicate with each other? You just do repetitive work and waste my time. There are so many people outside who need my treatment, really..." The doctor took a sip of water and stood up, seemingly not intending to continue talking to Li Chuan. Treating the patients was the top priority.

"Hey, hey, doctor! Don't go yet! I haven't asked you any questions in detail!" Seeing that the doctor was about to leave, Li Chuan had a lot of questions that he hadn't yet asked, so he wasn't about to let the doctor go.

The doctor, annoyed by Li Chuan's nagging, said, "It's no use talking to me! You'd be better off contacting hospitals abroad. And I suggest it has to be top-tier ophthalmology hospitals, otherwise it's likely you'll end up with nothing."

The doctor's words had essentially made his point quite clear. The implication was that even abroad, they might not be able to handle Shan Xue's condition.

Li Chuan truly hadn't expected Lian Shanxue's condition to be this serious! In fact, the doctor's words sounded almost like they were just stating a theoretical possibility.

After the doctor left, Li Chuan remained motionless for a long time, sitting blankly in the chair, his mind racing with thoughts.

"What the hell?! My CEO position!" Li Chuan roared in despair.

Recently, thanks to Lian Shanxue, his performance has been skyrocketing, and he was on the verge of a promotion. But just at this crucial moment, Lian Shanxue ran into trouble. Wouldn't that be like losing a sure thing?

Li Chuan, who had been stuck in the director position for years without any advancement, was on the verge of going crazy!

"President? You want to be the president?"

Just as Li Chuan was on the verge of going mad, a woman's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

At this moment, Li Chuan was extremely annoyed and blurted out, "What the hell is it to you?"

As soon as he spoke, Li Chuan suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did this woman's voice sound so familiar? Then he turned his gaze to the door of the doctor's office, and when he saw who it was, Li Chuan almost had a heart attack.

"Chairman Dong!" Li Chuan's muscles almost froze.

Standing at the door were Wen Jingshu and Yang Ning!

"Did Xingyou send you?" Wen Jingshu frowned. "You're in charge of marketing, what does this have to do with you?"

After the initial shock, Li Chuan finally recovered and quickly replied respectfully, "If there's something going on at the company, of course I'll step up!"

"Really?" Wen Jingshu glanced at Li Chuan: "That... Lian Shanxue."

"No! I didn't!" Wen Jingshu had only uttered a few words when Li Chuan almost reflexively retorted.

"Miss is asking if you are Lian Shanxue's direct superior!" Yang Ning said unhappily.

"Ah? Is that it! I thought..." Li Chuan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Yes, yes! Lian Shanxue is directly responsible for me!"

Wen Jingshu hesitated for a moment: "Do you know anything about her family?"

Although Lian Shanxue was recruited by Wen Jingshu when she was the president of Xingyou Airlines, Wen Jingshu rarely took such trivial matters to heart. She would just give a general direction and then leave the specifics to her subordinates.

"Her family!" Li Chuan thought for a moment, "She seems to be from a single-parent family, and her mother's health doesn't seem very good. I can tell she doesn't really like her job, but her mother's medical expenses are quite high, and her salary is the only thing keeping them afloat."

"A single-parent family?" Wen Jingshu's expression worsened, and she sighed, "Aunt Ning, please investigate further!"

Yang Ning understood and replied, "Miss, I will arrange everything."

Perhaps upon hearing this news, Wen Jingshu seemed somewhat agitated and said to Li Chuan, "Don't notify Lian Shanxue's family for now. I'll handle her matter."

Li Chuan asked, puzzled, "Chairman, what about Lian Shanxue?"

"The group is already looking for hospitals abroad for her." Wen Jingshu rubbed her temples, and as she turned to leave, she suddenly remembered something and added, "I will seriously consider what you just said."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Li Chuan was instantly confused.

Qin Zongyang and Zeng Yu, who had separated from Li Chuan, said they were going to see the wounded, but after finding out Xu Xian's ward, they went straight there first.

"Xu!" With an anxious shout, Qin Zongyang rushed into the ward, but he swallowed the rest of his words after only uttering one.

"Director Cheng, Director Feng?"

In Xu Xian's hospital room, Cheng Guangyu and Feng Guangrong had already arrived. Although Qin Zongyang had never worked for the Bureau, he had been flying for many years and knew some of the important leaders of the General Administration.

Cheng Guangyu and Feng Guangrong had only been there a short time, and before they could even begin questioning them, Qin Zongyang barged in.

"This is... Instructor Qin?" Compared to the well-known names of Cheng Guangyu and Feng Guangrong, Qin Zongyang's reputation was much more limited, so Cheng Guangyu could only guess Qin Zongyang's identity.

Facing the two directors from the General Administration, Qin Zongyang, who was usually fearless, was somewhat reserved. After being questioned by Cheng Guangyu, he replied, "I don't deserve the title of 'instructor,' just call me Qin Zongyang."

"Instructor Qin, no need," Cheng Guangyu said, but before he could finish, another person followed Qin Zongyang out, it was Zeng Yu.

"Old Zeng?"

"Master?"

As soon as Zeng Yu appeared, both directors in the room recognized him immediately, especially Feng Guangrong, Zeng Yu's apprentice, who was particularly surprised.

"Master, what brings you here?" Feng Guangrong asked in surprise.

Zeng Yu completely ignored Cheng Guangyu and Feng Guangrong, and went straight to Xu Xian's bedside. He looked Xu Xian up and down, and only after seeing that there were no obvious external injuries did he breathe a sigh of relief: "Are you alright?"

Xu Xian was also somewhat surprised by Zeng Yu's arrival: "Grandpa, what brings you here?"

"I heard you had an accident, so I came with your master. Aren't you welcome?" Xu Xian's tone was strong and clear, and he seemed to be alright, which reassured Zeng Yu.

"No! This journey has been tiring; can your body handle it?"

Zeng Yu rolled his eyes: "But you're the one lying in bed right now!"

"Master," Feng Guangrong called out again, but Zeng Yu did not respond at all.

"This is different!" Xu Xian glanced at Feng Guangrong, who was standing obediently behind Zeng Yu, and then asked, "Grandpa, your apprentice?"

"It's alright, don't worry about him!"

Feng Guangrong was now embarrassed, and even Cheng Guangyu, who was standing to the side, had a forced smile on his face.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Xu Xian asked with some concern. These two were, after all, directors of the General Administration. It wouldn't do to just leave them hanging like this!

"Very well!" Zeng Yu sneered, then suddenly turned to Feng Guangrong and Cheng Guangyu: "Are you here to investigate and question them?"

Cheng Guangyu paused for a moment, then prepared to say, "Yes."

Before Cheng Guangyu could even speak, Feng Guangrong quickly covered his mouth, saying, "Master, you've misunderstood. Old Cheng and I just came to chat and inquire about Xu Xian's health. Nothing important. He's still in his recovery period; how could we possibly ask him questions at this time? That would be inhumane!"

"Really?" Zeng Yu was still somewhat doubtful.

"Really? Look, even Lao Cheng is nodding!" Feng Guangrong said with a smile.

Zeng Yu glanced at Feng Guangrong and said, "To me, it looks like you're the one holding his head down."

"Master, how could someone as upright as me do something against my will? Everything I did was from the bottom of my heart, right, Cheng?" Feng Guangrong said, pressing Cheng Guangyu's head a few more times, making Cheng Guangyu's face turn red with anger.

"Hmph!" Zeng Yu said discontentedly, "I don't care if you're acting or not, Xu Xian needs to get enough rest! He's only been in the hospital for a few hours, and you're already giving him all these questions. Are you trying to work him to death?"

"Master is right, that's exactly what I think!" Feng Guangrong quickly flattered, "Master, Xiao Xu seems to be alright now, why don't we go outside and talk?"

"What are you saying?" Zeng Yu asked reluctantly.

"It's nothing," Feng Guangrong said, not wanting to tell Xu Xian that he wanted to gossip about him. He could only keep giving Zeng Yu meaningful glances.

Zeng Yu frowned: "If your eyesight isn't good, just turn left after you go out the door, there's an ophthalmology clinic there, go get it checked out!"

Cheng Guangyu, who had been suppressed by Feng Guangrong, could no longer hold back and burst into laughter: "Go ahead and go! I'll personally pay your medical expenses, hahaha!"

"You're the one who's sick! You should go to the psychiatric ward! I can pay for it for you!" Feng Guangrong retorted.

Just then, a nurse entered the ward and said, "Lian Shanxue is awake. You can come in if you wish to visit her!"

(End of this chapter)