In the Tokyo area control room, the controller watched helplessly as the signal of ANA Flight 45 kept moving towards Yokosuka. On the radio frequency, the controller kept trying to contact the ANA flight crew, but there was no response at all.
Suddenly, the door of the regional control room was kicked open, and a bald middle-aged man in his fifties rushed in aggressively. After a quick look at the seats, he shouted in a certain direction: "Can anyone tell me why there are civil aircraft heading to Yokosuka? Who is in charge of that airspace?"
The entire regional control room fell into a brief silence at the roar of the middle-aged man. Soon, a man slowly raised his hand and said unconfidently, "I am responsible."
The middle-aged man was the supervisor of the Tokyo regional control room. As soon as he saw the location, he walked away quickly, as if holding a knife, full of murderous intent.
It took the controller only a blink of an eye to see his boss approaching him.
"I...I can't contact the crew of ANA 45." The controller whispered.
"The area within a radius of fifty nautical miles from Yokosuka, from the ground to an altitude of forty thousand feet, is within reach without permission. Do you know what the consequences will be?" the supervisor shouted.
The controller shuddered and lowered his head: "I don't know how this could happen."
The supervisor turned sideways and glanced at the radar screen. On it, ANA Flight 45 was still approaching Yokosuka and showed no sign of turning.
"Move the surrounding airspace away." The supervisor said coldly, "Besides, I don't believe that any Japanese don't know what's ahead. Compared to misoperation, I'm more inclined to believe that there are other reasons."
The controller's eyelids jumped: "What's the reason?"
The supervisor tilted his head to glance at the controller and snorted heavily, "Notify ANA."
…
At this moment, on All Nippon Airways Flight 45, after the captain was kicked out by Kuroda Takashi, the co-pilot and first-class cabin attendants surrounded him.
"Captain, are you injured?" The co-pilot saw the back of the captain's right hand, which was covered in blood. However, compared to not long ago, the wound had scabbed over slightly, and the amount of bleeding was not as terrible as before.
The captain saw the medical first aid kit that the first-class flight attendant had brought out earlier, and without caring about others, he ran over, picked up the hemostatic bandage, bandaged it roughly, and then left him alone.
The captain took care of his wound briefly, then turned to ask the first-class flight attendant: "How is the flight attendant?"
Right next to the captain, the flight attendant was still in a coma. However, a thick bandage had been wrapped around her neck, and at least from the visual point of view, the bleeding had stopped. Moreover, the flight attendant's chest was rising and falling slightly, and it seemed that the bandage did not affect her normal breathing.
I have to say, this method of stopping bleeding is quite powerful.
"We've done some simple emergency treatment, and the bleeding seems to have stopped. But when we called for a doctor, no one answered." The co-pilot's face was also filled with worry. "The situation seems to have stabilized now, but if there's no doctor, we can't delay it for too long. We still have to land as soon as possible."
The treatment Xia Shuyue gave the flight attendant before was just an emergency treatment, which could not be considered as formal and effective treatment. The bleeding has stopped now, but the amount of blood that had been lost before was enough to put the flight attendant at risk of going into shock.
If you go into shock on a plane, it's really the end of you. Therefore, the co-pilot thought it was better to land as soon as possible.
But it's easy to say, as whether or not the plane lands is not something the crew can decide.
The captain glanced at the cockpit door, gritted his teeth, and asked the first-class cabin attendant: "Where are Mr. Xu's companions?"
Now that the chief purser is no longer capable, the highest-ranking member of the crew is the first-class flight attendant, and the captain can only ask her.
After the captain came out, the first-class cabin attendant seemed to regain his composure and pointed at Xia Shuyue: "It's her. She was the one who bandaged the chief steward just now."
The captain looked in the direction of the first-class cabin attendant and happened to meet Xia Shuyue's gaze. Before he could speak first, Xia Shuyue asked in English, "Is Xu Cang still in there?"
This captain is one of the best among ANA captains. Although he is not yet an instructor, he is already a small leader in the flight department, often flies international routes, and has a good foundation in English.
After hearing Xia Shuyue's question, he was only slightly surprised and adjusted his words: "Yes, Mr. Xu and the gangster are in the cockpit now."
Xia Shuyue looked down and saw the bandage wrapped around the captain's right hand. His expression was extremely solemn: "Who caused your injury?"
The captain nodded: "It seems that the man is capable of doing this."
Xia Shuyue moved her lips and said a few words that the captain couldn't understand, but intuitively, they were probably not good words.
"What should I do now? Can I still get in?" Xia Shuyue said: "I..."
Before Xia Shuyue finished speaking, a painful groan suddenly sounded in the first-class cabin. At first, it sounded like a low sob, but soon, the pain seemed to be unable to be concealed, and the sound became louder and louder.
"What's wrong?" The captain looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in the first class cabin who was dressed very elegantly with one hand covering half of his face. His facial features were squeezed together and he kept making a whimpering sound from his mouth, as if he was in great pain.
The captain's face changed. There was already a problem in the cockpit. He couldn't let the cabin have problems at this time.
The first-class flight attendant could still be counted on at this time. She ran to the middle-aged man before the captain and asked with concern, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
The middle-aged man's mouth was half open, the muscles on his face were twitching and twisting, saliva was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and there was even a little blood mixed in it.
"My teeth, they hurt!" The middle-aged man raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to his mouth. As he spoke, his tongue moved in his mouth and more saliva flowed out, but the middle-aged man seemed to have difficulty swallowing and didn't know how to swallow the saliva.
The captain was also shocked by the middle-aged man's appearance. He was not a doctor and had no idea what was going on. The flight attendant was unconscious, and he had a serious injury on his hand. Now someone else had an unknown problem. It was really a blessing that never comes alone, but misfortune never comes alone.
Suddenly, the captain's ears moved slightly. Behind him, a beeping sound seemed to come from the direction of the cockpit. Perhaps because of the heavy cockpit door, the sound was vague, so that the captain wondered if he had heard it wrongly.
However, almost at the same time, the captain had a feeling and raised his uninjured left hand, placing his forearm flat at a level with his line of sight.
Through the light from outside, the captain suddenly discovered that the hair on his forearms stood up, and the exposed skin began to turn a strange light pink.
"No." The first bad thought that came to the captain's mind was that his physiological changes were definitely not a good sign.
It was this action that attracted the attention of the co-pilot.
"Captain, what's wrong with you?" the co-pilot asked curiously.
The captain's eyes were still on his forearm. He could see tiny red dots slowly emerging from the roots of his forearm hair with his naked eyes. Suddenly, the captain seemed to have thought of something, and took two steps closer to the cockpit, listening attentively.
The co-pilot didn't understand what was going on and followed him: "Captain..."
"Listen!" The captain raised a finger, signaling the co-pilot to be quiet. Slowly, the beeping sound came out again.
The captain was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he seemed to understand what the sound was, but he also seemed not to understand it. Because the sound did not seem to be a single audio warning, but a mixture of multiple audio warnings.
There seemed to be a warning for the autopilot to be disconnected, and also... a cabin altitude audio warning, the so-called "decompression" warning.
As the captain gradually understood the warning, another warning suddenly sounded in the cockpit…BANK ANGLE! BANK ANGLE!
Almost at the same time, a scream was heard in the first class cabin. The corners of the mouth of the middle-aged man who had covered half of his face were no longer drooling, but were almost all filled with sticky blood. His whole body was curled up and trembling constantly, like a cooked shrimp.
The captain felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body covered in ice. When he exhaled lightly, one could even see a faint mist appear.
"Decompression?" The captain suddenly shouted towards the back of the cabin: "Everyone return to your seats!"
As soon as the captain finished speaking, as if in cooperation, the oxygen masks on all the seats in the cabin automatically fell down.
…
In the cockpit, Xu Cang watched Kuroda Takashi turn off the two component switches. He knew that under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for him to gain an advantage in a conflict with Kuroda Takashi, and if he failed to hit him, he would completely anger Kuroda Takashi, and the result after that was something Xu Cang dared not imagine.
After all, Xu Cang didn't want to gamble that he wouldn't have another chance to be reborn, so he needed to find a suitable opportunity.
After trying several switches on the panel without success, Kuroda Takashi became increasingly frustrated.
However, Xu Cang remained silent and waited.
Looking up, Xu Cang has already projected his vision to the outside world. It must be said that today's weather is indeed quite good. Even when looking down , the vision is unobstructed.
Although there were no clouds blocking the view, the altitude was too high. However, the shape of the coastline still appeared in Xu Cang's eyes, and the pocket-shaped Tokyo Bay immediately caught Xu Cang's eyes.
If Xu Cang remembered correctly, Yokosuka was at the entrance of Tokyo Bay. As Yokohama to the north and Sagami Bay to the west, it controlled Tokyo Bay , and its geographical location was obvious even from high in the sky.
Of course, the sky was not so bad all day. At least on the south side of the plane there was a large area of ​​towering cumulus clouds, stacked up like mountains and valleys. Even at the current flying altitude of nearly 10,000 meters, Xu Cang could tell that the tops of these clouds were higher than the flying altitude of the plane.
There is no doubt that the clouds in the south are highly developed dangerous weather, and their coverage area is extremely wide, which cannot be avoided at all.
Fortunately, the entire route of ANA Flight 45 did not pass through that weather area, and even the course 350 that Kuroda Takashi took on his own initiative would not have any intersection with the weather in the south.
However, there is no possibility of encountering dangerous weather, but there is a risk of rushing into the military restricted area. At the moment, Xu Cang urgently needs to deal with the problem of how to avoid the Yokosuka military restricted area.
"There is a military restricted area ahead, extending to a height of nearly 40,000 feet. How about we take a detour?" Xu Cang asked in an inquiring tone.
Kuroda Takashi didn't say anything, but just looked around to confirm why the plane was not under his control. In fact, there are many ways to disconnect the autopilot, but Kuroda Takashi just didn't know.
Seeing that Kuroda Takashi didn't answer, Xu Cang didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he raised his head slightly and focused some of his attention on the cockpit altitude indicator. As the two component switches were turned off, the aircraft lost pressurization, and the cabin altitude had deviated from the operating logic of the automatic pressurization plan and began to rise uncontrollably.
However, because the aircraft's pressurization system controlled the cabin altitude at a relatively low level, and at a cabin altitude below 10,000 feet, for many people, the physical difference is not that big.
Of course, this only applies to normal people. Some people are naturally very sensitive to changes in air pressure, while others are forced to be very sensitive to changes in air pressure for other reasons, such as people who have just had a tooth pulled and whose wounds have not yet healed.
In Xu Cang's sight, the cabin altitude was constantly rising. He glanced at Kuroda Takashi and found that this person did not pay attention to it, which means that Kuroda Takashi's sensitivity to changes in air pressure is the same as that of normal people.
This news is undoubtedly good for Xu Cang.
Kuroda Takashi, who was already annoyed by the automatic driving, didn't care about the automatic driving anymore. He pulled the steering wheel to the right hard, and the steering wheel seemed to break free from its restraints and suddenly seemed to be out of the control of the automatic driving and could be operated manually.
"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, I can finally control it." Kuroda Takashi moved the steering wheel slightly again and found that there were no more constraints in controlling it. He immediately smiled happily.
However, what Kuroda Takashi did not notice was that when he forcibly turned the steering wheel, the CMD mode of FMA of channel A was automatically converted to CWS mode.
In fact, Kuroda Takashi did not disengage from autonomous driving, but inadvertently switched to another less common autonomous driving mode.
Xu Cang's face was slightly stern. If Kuroda Takashi disconnected the automatic driving at this time, it would not be good news for him. At least, the automatic driving should be disconnected at a time that Xu Cang thought was appropriate.
"You don't dare to go to Yokosuka?" Kuroda Takashi, who thought he had disconnected the automatic driving, was very proud of himself. When he learned that Xu Cang was afraid to go to Yokosuka, he was even happier.
No matter what time or who you are, showing off is always an urgent need, especially since Kuroda Takashi thinks Xu Cang is a flying enthusiast in the same circle as him.
Being able to show off in front of his peers gave Kuroda Takashi great spiritual satisfaction.
"Okay then, we won't go to Yokosuka."
I don't know why, Kuroda Takashi changed his mind. Hearing this, Xu Cang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had also thought about how to deal with it if Kuroda Takashi insisted to continue to Yokosuka, he didn't want to really put himself in such a difficult situation.
However, Kuroda Takashi's next words quickly made Xu Cang's mood, which had just been relieved, worsen again.
"Let's go to Izu Oshima," said Kuroda Takashi.
"Izu Oshima?" Xu Cang was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Kuroda Takashi pressed the right plate and the plane immediately began to turn right.
Kuroda Takashi's control of the plane was very primitive and unfamiliar. He thought he was familiar with it from flying games, but when he actually flew on the plane, he could feel the difference between the real plane and the flying game. It was just this small turn, but Kuroda Takashi was unable to make it coherent. Instead, he pressed the slope for a while, and the plane returned to level flight. Then Kuroda Takashi pressed the slope again, and the plane automatically reduced the slope, and so on.
In fact, at this time, if Kuroda Takashi was careful enough, he would definitely find that the plane's disobedience to his commands was not at least not entirely his own responsibility, but was caused by the intervention of other factors.
In fact, it was precisely this automatic correction of the aircraft's behavior within a certain range that disrupted Kuroda Takashi's control, making his already stretched control even more embarrassing.
However, compared to Kuroda Takashi's inconsistent control method, Xu Cang was more concerned about one thing, that is, Kuroda Takashi was turning right continuously. And such a long period of continuous right turn meant that the original heading north was changed to south.
"Izu Oshima, Izu Oshima." Xu Cang actually didn't know the name of Izu Oshima, let alone where this so-called Izu Oshima was. But as time went by, the direction of the plane's nose gradually turned to the south, and Xu Cang's face finally became completely gloomy.
We really need to fly south!
That Izu Oshima is just to the south!
If it was any other time, Xu Cang would not care where Kuroda Takashi wanted to go. But looking at the Yunfeng peak in front of him, which was like a natural moat, Xu Cang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
Although it was daytime and the lightning in the clouds ahead could not be seen clearly, Xu Cang felt based on his own consciousness that the danger of the clouds ahead was no less than that of the Yokosuka Military Restricted Area just now.
The hint of joy that had just arisen disappeared after lasting less than three or four seconds.
Different from Xu Cang's ups and downs, the Tokyo area control room immediately burst into huge cheers after discovering that ANA flight 45 turned right and headed away from Yokosuka.
Just now, the radar at Yokosuka base has detected the signal of ANA Flight 45 and called the Tokyo area control room to ask what the plane was doing.
Who could know about such things?
People in the Tokyo area control room could only keep repeating their calls to the crew, but time has proven that such efforts are ineffective.
However, just when the people in the Tokyo area control room were about to despair, unexpectedly, there was a ray of hope, and everything was fine again, but what did ANA Flight 45 mean by turning right all the time?
Of course, no matter how ANA Flight 45 is blamed afterwards, that is a matter for the future. As long as they don't rush to Yokosuka, there will be room for maneuver.
Suddenly, on the radar screen, the signal point of ANA 45 finally stopped turning and flew in a relatively stable straight line. The controller looked at the trajectory of ANA 45 on the radar screen and found that it was flying due south.
"Where are they going?" The controller was confused for a moment. The south was far away from the Japanese mainland. "Are they going to leave the country? It's all sea. Do they have enough fuel to fly like this?"
ANA Flight 45 was a standard domestic flight in Japan. It had a short range and carried a small amount of fuel. Flying so far away from mainland Japan was not a good sign.
"No." The supervisor shook his head: "There is land ahead."
The controller turned around and looked at his supervisor in confusion, then suddenly woke up: "Izu Oshima! But where are they going and what are they doing?"
The supervisor glared at the controller fiercely: "How should I know? You ask me, who should I ask?"
The supervisor patted the controller on the back and said, "Keep calling!"
"ANA 45, this is Tokyo control, please respond if you hear me. "
The call from the Tokyo area control room was still echoing in the cockpit loudspeaker, but Kuroda Takashi didn't care at all and was controlling the plane with great excitement.
Xu Cang asked, "Do you want to answer? Tokyo is calling us."
"Don't worry about it." Kuroda Takashi quickly switched from holding the wheel with one hand at the beginning to holding it with both hands, which was obviously an unprofessional operation. Of course, it could be that Kuroda Takashi was unprofessional, but Xu Cang felt that it was because he had not yet realized that the automatic driving was not actually disconnected. Once Kuroda Takashi's operation exceeded a certain range, the automatic driving would intervene, making Kuroda Takashi's operation appear unsmooth.
"If we don't care, will it cause a conflict with other planes?"
Kuroda Takashi seemed to have known some intelligence for a long time, and almost blurted out: "The control will deploy the plane ahead of us in advance."
Xu Cang pursed his lips. Kuroda Takashi knew about this. The military restricted area of ​​Yokosuka Base was definitely not something the controller could handle, but as long as they didn't fly towards Yokosuka, the controllers in other directions would probably be able to allocate enough safe space. Moreover, they were now away from the busiest Tokyo airspace, so the allocation pressure was actually smaller.
People like Kuroda Takashi who know some flying knowledge are really difficult to deal with. Sometimes there is no way to take advantage of the information gap, so Xu Cangjian can only take an unconventional approach.
After the plane stabilized its course, Xu Cang glanced at the cockpit altimeter just above his field of vision. At this moment, the plane's cabin altitude was close to nine thousand feet.
“Almost there, almost there!”
Xu Cang was thinking in his mind, took a deep breath, and his heart began to beat rapidly involuntarily.
Fortunately, Xu Cang had fainted due to altitude sickness at the Lhasa Airport, so he would drink some Rhodiola from time to time to improve his tolerance to hypoxia. After all, Xu Cang was a pilot, and after realizing this problem, he had to solve it.
It was precisely because of this previous practice that was actually not very relevant that Xu Cang had almost no reaction to the increase in the cabin altitude at this moment.
He licked his cracked lips and slowly raised his right hand. Because of Xu Cang's body blocking the view, it was difficult for Kuroda Takashi to notice that Xu Cang's right hand had already grasped the steering wheel.
Suddenly, the cabin altitude meter reached 10,000 feet, the cabin altitude indicator light in front of him lit up, and then the cabin altitude audio warning came as expected. Xu Cang was waiting for this moment, and almost at the same time as the cabin altitude audio warning sounded, Xu Cang pressed the autopilot disconnect button on the steering wheel.
Yes, there are many function buttons on the actual steering wheel, such as the radio button, the internal communication button, the trim switch, and the autopilot disconnect button. However, Kuroda Takashi was busy looking at the switch on the panel and did not notice that there was an autopilot disconnect button on the steering wheel.
In fact, there is an automatic driving disconnect switch on the control panel, but it is rarely used by the crew under normal circumstances.
Of course, before this, Kuroda Takashi had not actually thought that his control was obstructed because the automatic driving was turned on. He just moved the accelerator randomly and could not see the essence of the incident at all.
However, it is normal that a half-baked person like Kuroda Takashi cannot understand it. This will give Xu Cang room to operate.
As the cockpit audio warning and the autopilot disconnection warning sounded at the same time, the entire cockpit was filled with audio warnings one after another. Kuroda Takashi couldn't tell which one was calling, let alone the two audio warnings overlapping each other.
He glanced at the indicator panel in front of him and found that the cabin altitude light was constantly on, while the A/P light was flashing, but he could only see the phenomenon and could not understand the principle behind it.
At the same time, Kuroda Takashi suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Xu Cang's right hand was on the steering wheel, and he immediately shouted: "What are you doing?"
Xu Cang didn't say much, but silently took his right hand off the steering wheel.
"How dare you move!?" Kuroda Takashi said viciously.
However, the moment the scolding came, Kuroda Takashi suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was suffering from hypoxia from shouting non-stop. But how could he suffer from hypoxia after only shouting a sentence or two?
At the same time, he felt not only dizzy, but also felt his heart pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his chest at any time. At the same time, he could feel the temperature of his exposed skin dropping rapidly, and he felt so cold that he shuddered involuntarily.
At this moment, the cabin altitude of the aircraft is still increasing. Many people can tolerate a cabin altitude of 10,000 feet, but if it goes higher, many people will begin to have physiological reactions. It is for this reason that Boeing sets the cabin altitude of 10,000 feet as the limit for the cabin altitude audio warning.
Then, Kuroda Takashi felt his eyes gradually swelling, as if they would burst at any time, and his body was more like an expanding balloon, with tiny needle-like blood spots beginning to appear on his exposed skin.
With such a change, even if Kuroda Takashi was slow to react, he knew that something was wrong, but he didn't know what the problem was or who caused it.
However, almost instinctively, Kuroda Takashi thought of Xu Cang sitting on his right.
"Is it you who's doing this?"
In a fit of rage, Kuroda Takashi accidentally pressed the plate, causing the plane to slope more than 40 degrees. Previously, due to the interference of the autopilot, Kuroda Takashi's control was actually quite strenuous. However, Kuroda Takashi didn't realize it, and he still thought that the control of a real plane should be like this, which made his previous control quite rough.
Now that the autopilot was disconnected, there was no more hindrance to the control. Kuroda Takashi still controlled the aircraft with the same force as before, and the aircraft immediately responded to the extremely huge change in state.
"BANK ANGLE! BANK ANGLE!"
Before I could figure out the various audio warnings in front of me, the audio warning about the slope sounded, and for a moment, the entire cockpit was in chaos.
"How could this happen?" Kuroda Takashi also realized that the steering wheel felt very different from before. Before, it was like driving hard on a rugged mountain road, but now it seemed like it was on a flat highway and it was extremely smooth.
"What on earth is all this?" At this moment, Kuroda Takashi was a little panicked. Before, he thought he was familiar with flight games, and thought that real planes were similar to those in games, and he would be able to operate them well, but it seemed that things were not going in the direction he thought.
The cockpit audio warning, the autopilot disconnect warning, and the high bank warning, all three audio warnings were intertwined together and almost pierced Kuroda Takashi's head. He had no idea and could not understand the current situation of the plane.
"It's different. Why are they all different from the game?"
Kuroda Takashi was so shocked that he accidentally pushed the lever down. At this moment, the plane was at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the speed margin was originally small. With such a strong push, the speed immediately increased.
Almost in an instant, the airspeed indication exceeded the bottom of the red and black speed band, and the aircraft immediately entered an overspeeding state.
Beep beep!
The first three warnings haven’t been clarified yet, and now the speeding warning has sounded again.
Kuroda Takashi's reaction ability had already dropped sharply due to lack of oxygen, and at this moment all kinds of warnings surrounded Kuroda Takashi like devilish sounds piercing his ears. He was almost going crazy!
He should be a rare flying genius among millions, a hidden pearl. As long as he is given the opportunity, he will definitely be able to show his talent.
Before this, this was how Kuroda Takashi defined himself.
But now, everything that happened in the cockpit had shattered his fantasy. He was given a chance, but the result of the test showed that he was just an ordinary person who was at a loss.
However, in the confusion, Kuroda Takashi suddenly looked at Xu Cang. His bloodshot eyes due to the pressure difference were filled with hatred and anger. He clenched his teeth and growled like a wolf: "It's you!"
Although he didn't know how Xu Cang intervened, based on instinct, he blamed Xu Cang for all the changes. At least in his eyes, it was reasonable.
Almost at the same time, Kuroda Takashi touched the knife in the storage box with his left hand, intending to hurt someone again.
But how could Xu Cang let him do as he wished?
Since Kuroda Takashi is already aware of it, there is no need to hide it anymore.
Xu Cang was seen holding the steering wheel with his right hand and grabbing the auto-throttle with his left hand. He disconnected the auto-throttle, pushed the throttle to the maximum, and then pulled the stick suddenly. The attitude of the aircraft reached almost fifteen degrees.
In real flights, except for takeoff or go-around, it is rare to reach a 15-degree climb attitude.
In this way, the plane almost instantly reached a climbing rate of more than 4,000 feet per minute. However, the plane's altitude was now over 10,000 meters, and the air was already thin. Xu Cang's sudden large posture suppressed the speeding situation, and the plane's airspeed dropped, but Xu Cang ignored it.
Almost there, just a little bit!
Due to the sudden change in status, Kuroda Takashi couldn't help but lean back, his body pressed tightly against the back of the chair, and for a moment he was unable to raise the knife to hurt anyone.
But in just a short time, Kuroda Takashi had already adapted to the state of the aircraft at a high angle. He grabbed the knife again and looked at Xu Cang, intending to stab Xu Cang.
However, at this moment, Xu Cang was not panicked at all.
Xu Cang's eyes turned bloodshot, and he seemed to be strangled by the throat, but he did not pick up the oxygen mask. Although it was highly likely that even if he picked up the oxygen mask, Kuroda Takashi would not be able to copy him, after all, wearing the oxygen mask in the cockpit still required some training, and it was not something that could be worn whenever one wanted.
However, Xu Cang only had one chance. Decompression was a complete blind spot for flying enthusiasts like Kuroda Takashi. As long as Xu Cang didn't wear an oxygen mask, even if Kuroda Takashi realized that the pressure had been decompressed, he probably wouldn't be able to find the oxygen mask anywhere.
Be patient, just keep on being patient, as long as you are patient you will survive!
Xu Cang was already feeling extremely uncomfortable just sitting quietly in his chair, and Kuroda Takashi's mood swings were so drastic, coupled with his yelling, that the situation was only worse than Xu Cang's.
Just when Kuroda Takashi tried to raise the knife again, a drop of blood from his nose flowed down his lips into his mouth, followed by a bloody smell like rust.
Before Kuroda Takashi could react, his consciousness became light in an instant, as if a heavy burden was pressing on his chest, making it impossible for him to breathe.
With just a slight movement of his arms, Kuroda Takashi felt as if the world was spinning around him, and he had no extra strength left.
From beginning to end, Xu Cang remained steady. In such a high altitude, any violent movement would have disastrous consequences. However, Xu Cang was not too worried about the cabin. Because after the cabin altitude exceeded 14,000 feet, the oxygen masks would automatically fall off. The captain had already left, and with the captain on site to command, it was unlikely that anything serious would happen.
Struggling to maintain consciousness, Xu Cang tilted his head to glance at the already blurred consciousness of Kuroda Takashi.
He felt that it was about enough, and now Kuroda Takashi no longer posed any threat.
At this moment, Xu Cang immediately reduced the ascent rate, switched his left hand to the dial, and immediately touched the oxygen mask with his right hand. He could endure longer than Kuroda Takashi because he was still, but if he didn't wear the oxygen mask, his life would be in danger.
Xu Cang's movements were very skillful. He didn't even need to look down. He took out the oxygen mask almost in one go. Then he took off his headphones, pinched the mechanism under the oxygen mask, inflated the mask, and was about to put the oxygen mask on his head.
Suddenly, Xu Cang felt his eyes light up. In his sight, outside the windshield, a faint ball of light as big as a fist suddenly condensed in the void at the tip of the wiper.
This ball of light has an irregular shape, is erratic and unpredictable, as if it was born from the void and its source is unknown.
Looking far away again, Xu Cang suddenly found that the plane was very close to the huge dangerous weather group in the south. However, when it was approaching, even in the daytime, under the sun, Xu Cang could still see the flashing lightning in it.
This cloud has developed into an extremely strong thunderstorm!
What about this ball of light in front of me?
Xu Cang's heart suddenly shuddered, as if he had thought of something. However, this ball of light seemed to be the lightest thing in the world, slowly falling from the tip of the wiper.
At this moment, Xu Cang's hair stood on end. Even when he saw Kuroda Takashi stabbing someone with a knife before, he didn't react so strongly.
"not good!"
Xu Cang put on the oxygen mask almost instantly. However, at the moment when Xu Cang put on the oxygen mask, the ball of light fell gently, and at this moment it seemed as if time had stopped.
Tick, tick!
In Xu Cang's vision, everything slowed down, but he could only watch everything happen.
When the ball of light fell near the windshield, it was like a huge rock falling on the ice. As if inspired by something, the windshield was immediately covered with dense electric arcs. Even in the daytime, the arcs were clearly visible.
This shows that the arc phenomenon is violent!
Xu Cang's breath was choked, and he seemed to have lost the ability to think, just like a powerless mortal being slaughtered under the scythe of the god of death.
A quarter of a second after the electric arc was generated, there was a muffled bang, and almost without any warning, the two front windshields exploded into pieces.