Legendary Captain

When Fang Ying disappeared from Xu Xian's sight, his mind was still a little blank.

"Why is that?" Xu Xian asked, a question that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

It was just a cockpit preparation. If Xu Xian had been in charge of the preparation, would Fang Ying have lost an arm or a leg, or would the plane have exploded? There's no reason for that!

After all, Fang Ying received over a hundred yuan for breakfast from Xu Xian. Can't she even agree to this little thing?

The saying "He who eats another's food is bound to him, he who takes another's money is bound to him" doesn't seem to apply to Fang Ying!

Was it because he had been out of touch with society for too long, or was Fang Ying's thought process different from ordinary people? Xu Xian had a great deal of doubt in his heart.

"Let's go!" Zhu Jia shoved Xu Xian in the back. "Want to do a walk-around inspection with me?"

Xu Xian asked in surprise, "Isn't the captain supposed to do the walk-around inspection?"

"So if something goes wrong, the captain is always responsible?" Zhu Jia laughed. "Let's go, let's go up later, so he doesn't cause any more trouble."

It's clear that Zhu Jia also has a lot of opinions about Fang Ying.

Zhu Jia led Xu Xian to the plane. The two put their boxes down first. Zhu Jia took out a reflective vest from the flight case and said, "You must wear a reflective vest when you go around the plane for inspection. Otherwise, if the inspectors catch you, it will cause a lot of trouble."

Following Zhu Jia's example, Xu Xian also took out his reflective vest. His reflective vest was brand new, still in its packaging bag and unopened.

Zhu Jia led Xu Xian to the left side of the aircraft's nose and asked, "Where should we begin the walk-around inspection?"

"Front left fuselage." Xu Xian blurted out without thinking.

"That's right!" Zhu Jia pointed to the many detection components on the left side of the nose: "Components that detect flight data, such as pitot tubes, hydrostatic orifices, and full-temperature probes, must be kept free of blockages, otherwise the data they provide will be very different from reality. There are some here, and some on the right side of the nose, you need to keep an eye on them."

Afterwards, Zhu Jia actually took Xu Xian around the plane and talked about a few important places. For example, the lightning strike point at the nose, the inspection of the engine blades, and whether there was any damage to the wings, horizontal stabilizer, and vertical tail, and whether the tire wear exceeded the standard, etc.

Zhu Jia explained very carefully; if she were to switch careers and become a teacher, she would be extremely competent. However, Xu Xian felt that the reason Zhu Jia was talking so much was because she was reluctant to go up to the cockpit. It was as if being alone with Fang Ying in a small space would cause her physical discomfort.

Just as the inspection around the machine was about to end, the refueling truck arrived.

"How much fuel should we add this time?" Zhu Jia was deliberately testing Xu Xian.

Xu Xian recalled for a moment: "Was it 26600 pounds?"

The release form will show the fuel quantity for this flight. This fuel quantity value is also available in the electronic flight plan and flight summary.

"Why isn't it in kilograms?" Zhu Jia asked. "The data should show fuel values ​​in both kilograms and pounds, right?"

"Isn't it about looking at whole numbers?" Xu Xian laughed. "Whichever number is more rounded, that's the one we use."

For example, in this flight, next to 26600 pounds, there's also a figure of 12066 kilograms. Actually, if you convert it, 26600 pounds and 12066 kilograms are equal. So which figure should be used?

Round down!

Doesn't 26600 pounds look more rounded than 12066 kilograms? Generally speaking, 26600 pounds is the more accurate figure.

This little tip was given to him by his instructor when he was flying from home, but the instructor didn't explain why. Xu Xian did remember it, but he didn't delve into the reason.

"You know this too?" Zhu Jia was slightly surprised. This little trick was definitely not from a book; it was something she had learned from flying many flights.

He originally thought Xu Xian would say that the 737-800 uses a pound scale, while the 700 model uses kilograms.

Indeed, many 800 models use pounds, while 700 models use kilograms, but there are many exceptions. At least at Star Travel, some 700 models use weight tables.

I originally wanted to share some tips and tricks as a senior, but I didn't expect Xu Xian to know them.

Zhu Jia dares to guarantee that at least eight or nine out of ten students are unaware of this experience and technique.

However, Zhu Jia was simply making a fuss over nothing. In the few days that followed Lian Shanxue's initial modifications, Xu Xian's experience had already left a deep impression on the instructors.

"Go tell the driver how much fuel to add, and just sign the form. Let's get on the plane first and get the suitcases on board. It's not good to leave them on the tarmac for too long," Zhu Jia said, already walking towards the suitcases.

Xu Xian is now a robot; he does whatever Zhu Jia says.

After quickly confirming the amount of gas with the gas station driver, Xu Xian returned to find the task sheet in his bag. The security officer had returned the task sheet to the last security officer who went through security, but it was returned to Xu Xian when he went inside; he simply slipped it into his pocket.

When Xu Xian arrived at the place where the boxes were placed, Zhu Jia had already taken off her reflective vest, packed her things, and was ready to go up.

"I'll go up and get ready first. You put the box away, take out the headset and put it in the cockpit, then go down and supervise the refueling. The authorities are keeping a close eye on the supervision during refueling now." Zhu Jia gave the instructions and went up first.

Although I was very reluctant to go up, I had already wasted too much time down there, and it would be unreasonable not to go up soon.

After agreeing, Xu Xian didn't take off his reflective vest, since he would be coming down again soon anyway. Suddenly, he remembered the task sheet and decided it would be better to keep it in the file folder to avoid losing it.

The file folder was inside the document bag, but when Xu Xian opened the document, he discovered a very serious problem.

It seems like one tablet is missing!

Whether it's a three-person or two-person crew, the data package should contain three tablets: two in use and one as a backup.

Xu Xian panicked and turned the small data package upside down, searching every corner. In the end, he confirmed that there were only two tablets.

Indeed, one is missing!

When he was packing his things in the preparation room to get on stage, he packed quickly to keep up with Fang Ying's pace. Could he have fallen behind then?

That shouldn't be the case! The table in the preparation room isn't big, and it's completely empty. If something were left on it, it should be very noticeable. Besides, a tablet isn't some insignificant little thing.

Did it fall down while you were flipping through the mission manual at the security checkpoint?

It shouldn't be like this! With so many people watching, if a tablet fell, it would have been noticed by now.

"Damn it, I was so busy flipping through the mission manual at the security checkpoint that I didn't even notice the tablet was missing!"

Just thinking about the clause that would result in a 10,000 yuan fine for losing the tablet made Xu Xian feel a chill run down his spine.