Legendary Captain

"Flaps retracted, transition lights off!" Zhu Jia turned the automatic brake to the OFF position, the landing gear levers to the neutral position, and glanced at the altimeter: "Altitude interception!"

"Check!" Fang Ying interjected over the radio, "Approaching, Star Travel 6533, altitude 2100 meters!"

"Star Trek 6533, continue ascending, standard air pressure 6600 meters!" approach control gave the order.

Fang Ying gestured to Zhu Jia, who understood and took the call: "Advance to altitude, standard air pressure 6600 meters, Star Travel 6533."

"6600 meters, 21700 feet!" Fang Ying and Zhu Jia shouted out the imperial altitude of 6600 meters almost simultaneously. After both parties confirmed, Fang Ying adjusted the altitude to 21700 feet and gave the instructions for vertical navigation ascent.

"N1, VNAV SPD!" After confirming that the FMA display was working correctly, Fang Ying stretched and said, "Post-flight checklist!"

Typically, the post-takeoff checklist is done after the flaps have retracted. However, everything is based on a stable climb. For example, if the flaps have retracted but radio communication is very busy, it's important to prioritize and postpone the post-takeoff checklist, addressing more pressing matters first.

"Post-flight checklist!" Zhu Jia walked slowly and calmly, pulling out the checklist: "Engine bleed air, engage! Components, auto..."

The post-takeoff checklist consisted of only a few items. During this time, as the aircraft passed 10,000 feet, Zhu Jia turned off all external lights.

Shortly after, the aircraft reached the transition altitude. The crew switched the pressure reference values ​​of the left and right altimeters, as well as the backup instruments, to standard atmospheric pressure.

"Transition altitude, standard barometric pressure, cross-check!" Zhu Jia confirmed that the barometric pressure references for all three altimeters had been converted and announced, "Post-takeoff checklist complete!"

"Alright, it's up to you now! Hand over control!" Seeing that the critical stage of flight had passed, Fang Ying took off his headset and handed over full control of the aircraft to Zhu Jia.

Fang Ying pulled the chair back a bit, lowered the armrests, adjusted the angle of the backrest, changed to a more comfortable position, and stretched.

Xu Xian observed that the peak pressure phase of takeoff was basically complete, and the next step was to climb to cruising altitude, which was not too stressful.

"Star Travel 6533, contact Yunnan-Yunnan Regional Dispatch Center 133.35, goodbye!"

"Dianyun 133.35, goodbye, Xingyou 6533."

Zhu Jia tuned the frequency for the Yunnan-Yunnan region and contacted them: "Hello Yunnan-Yunnan, Star Travel 6533, altitude and standard atmospheric pressure 6600 meters, transponder 2110, at your command!"

"Star Travel 6533, Dianyun is in sight, continue to ascend to 9500 meters," the Dianyun Dispatch Commander ordered.

"Ascend to 9500 meters, Star Travel 6533." Zhu Jia adjusted the altitude to 9500 meters (31100 feet) on the MCP board. At the same time, he recalibrated the cruising altitude to 9500 meters. Previously, he had set it to 8900 meters. Finally, he pressed the altitude plug switch to reset the cruising altitude in the CDU.

"Verify the altitude!" In RVSM airspace, the altitude cannot be set by memory alone; it needs to be compared with an altitude conversion table.

Zhu Jia checked the cruise altitude panel, MCP panel, and CDU altitude settings according to the altitude conversion table. After confirming that there were no problems, he visibly relaxed a little.

9500 meters should be the final cruising altitude. Now we just need to wait for the aircraft to climb to the cruising altitude and then level off. From now on, it will be a relatively easy time.

Even Zhu Jia pulled her seat back a bit to give her legs more space and relax a little.

Seeing that nothing serious had happened, Xu Xian stopped taking notes. Earlier, when Xia Qing got Xu Xian his headphones, she forgot to bring him his notebook. Of course, it wasn't entirely Xia Qing's fault, since she didn't know about it either.

The notebook wasn't a necessity for the observer; Xu Xian just wanted to record some useful information so he could review it after get off work.

Without his notebook, Xu Xian had no choice but to use a cleaning bag as a manuscript. Fortunately, most of the cleaning bags from Star Travel were white, which made them relatively easy to use for recording.

Looking at the dense writing on the cleaning bag, Xu Xian sighed, "I need to find some time to practice my writing."

Nowadays, handwriting is rarely used. Xu Xian was a little unaccustomed to writing so many words all at once. A large number of characters were crooked and messy, and some he himself did not recognize.

"You wrote it yourself, and you don't even recognize it! Xu Xian, you're something else!" Xu Xian thought to himself with a bitter smile.

Fold the cleaning bag and put it in your pocket. After you get home from get off work, transfer the contents of the bag to your notebook.

Before this flight, Xu Xian had planned to practice his radio communication skills again. However, because of the tablet issue, he didn't dare to make any requests. As a result, sitting in the back became rather boring.

That's normal. Flying... to be precise, commercial aviation is indeed quite uneventful. Those flights that have problems every few days and are risky are, after all, a very small minority.

After the aircraft leveled, Zhu Jiasong turned on his seatbelt, and the cabin crew began their service duties. Then came the two-hour cruise time.

Maintaining one posture for a long time, with nothing to do, makes people prone to drowsiness. Although Xu Xian hadn't yet drifted off into daydreams, he had started yawning occasionally.

Suddenly, without warning, Fang Ying turned around and faced Xu Xian: "Xu Xian, do you know where the duck blood vermicelli soup is at Tianning Airport?"

Xu Xian immediately sensed something was wrong: "Captain, this is my first time flying."

"It's alright, it's alright!" Fang Ying laughed. "After we land, you don't need to worry about refueling. Just go to the area opposite gate 34. There should be a duck blood vermicelli soup shop there."

"Just as I expected!" Even though he was somewhat prepared, Xu Xian couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when Fang Ying actually said it.

They really just treat him like a gofer and a human wallet!

......

Meanwhile, at Fulai Airport, in the cockpit of flight 6751.

"Could you check if flight 6533 took off on time?" Qin Zongyang, nestled in the co-pilot's seat, patted the seventh-level co-pilot on the left and said.

Today, he led a Level 7 co-pilot to establish a left-side seating arrangement, and he got to experience the right-side seating for the first time in a long time.

Even the seventh-level co-pilot, who already had an airline pilot's license, was extremely respectful to Qin Zongyang. After checking the information for flight 6533, he reported to Qin Zongyang: "Flight 6533 took off on time."

"Takeoff on time..." Qin Zongyang calculated the time and couldn't help but laugh, "Then we should be able to run into that kid Xu Xian!"