Straight Men Taming

Chapter 17

The plane took off from the provincial capital, flew along the coastline of the Arctic Circle, and arrived at JFK Airport in New York, USA after 20 hours.

Most of the passengers had already fallen asleep during the long-distance travel. Song Zhe carefully turned off the night lights for them, removed the blankets and eye masks, and continued to check the cabin for any abnormalities. At dusk, he changed shifts with another colleague and took a nap in the rest cabin. .

Song Zhe was drowsy with his eyes closed, his right eyelid kept throbbing for some reason, perhaps because he was too tired during this time, even his body protested.

Thinking that Wang Cheng was waiting for him to go back at home, a warm smile gradually appeared on his face.

That fool, he must have been kept cold by himself during this period of time, and he must be very anxious.

When I arrive in the United States, I have to choose a gift for this guy, and comfort this virtuous housekeeper.

Song Zhe just squinted for 2 minutes, when he heard passengers ringing the call bell, another stewardess was preparing dinner at the console, and other colleagues were also serving in the cabin. After waiting for 2 minutes, Song Zhe saw that no one answered, so he got up Go to the passenger's seat.

It was an old Chinese lady who rang the bell. Her face was pale and she kept muttering something in her mouth. She clasped her hands together and bowed to the gods. Song Zhe walked over and asked with a smile, "May I help you?"

Seeing a staff member approaching, the old lady grabbed his hand, pointed out the window with a face full of horror, and said several times incoherently: "The wings...the wings...the wings are smoking..."

Song Zhe was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly looked out the window, only to see billowing blue smoke from the right wing of the plane, and sparks flashing from time to time, especially eye-catching at high altitude.

Passengers also looked out the window one after another. Several women started to scream. Two tall foreign men stood up from their seats and shouted at Song Zhe angrily in English: "What's going on?! The plane What went wrong?!"

Song Zhe was also tense, and wanted to report the flight attendant immediately, but his good professionalism still made him comfort the passengers softly: "Please don't panic, I will report the situation to the flight attendant immediately and check with the captain, please everyone Sit down and fasten your seat belt in case there is an accident."

He waved his hands to pacify the passengers to sit down, and said loudly: "Passengers with children, please take good care of your children and don't walk around in the cabin. The toilet is temporarily closed. Please stay calm and don't be impatient. In any case, we will inform you first." Notify me at once."

After finishing speaking, Song Zhe walked quickly to the rest cabin to report the situation to the chief purser: "Purtain chief, just now a passenger noticed thick smoke coming out of the right wing, please inform the captain immediately, the passengers in the cabin are a little emotional, and I am trying my best to appease you." .”

The flight attendant was a mature woman in her 30s. After hearing the report, she couldn't help but change her face. She hurriedly called several other flight attendants to assemble and arranged them in various cabins to appease the passengers. Then she hurried to the cockpit.

Song Zhe and several flight attendants walked into the cabin separately, checked the seat belts of the passengers one by one, and calmed everyone's nervousness. A middle-aged passenger saw the atmosphere like an enemy at this moment and cursed without hesitation: "You are here What are you doing! Do you know how much I am worth! If something goes wrong, I can’t afford to sell you all!”

"Please sit down!" Song Zhe walked up to the middle-aged man, pressed him on the seat forcibly, and stretched out his hand to fasten his seat belt, but the middle-aged man suddenly pushed Song Zhe out with force, panicked Want to get up to get luggage: "You guys! You are going to kill me! I want to get off the plane! You stop immediately! I want to get off the plane, do you hear me!"

Song Zhe was pushed and fell to the seat next to him. When he tried to support himself with his right hand, the plane suddenly shook violently. The sudden jolt made him lose his balance instantly, and his arm hit the ground hard.

Severe pain instantly covered the whole arm. Song Zhe tried to stand up while supporting the ground with his left hand, but was thrown to the ground by the shaking plane and couldn't move.

The passengers screamed in fright, the cabin lights began to flicker continuously, and the cries of children and women could be faintly heard from the crowd. The middle-aged man also sat on the seat in panic, fastened his seat belt, and dared not go any further. There is a half change.

Several other flight attendants staggered over holding on to their seats, and quickly helped Song Zhe up. At this time, the flight attendant also walked out of the cockpit quickly, pushing the flight attendants and shouting anxiously: "Go, go back to the rest cabin first, go!" He turned his head and said loudly to the passengers: "We are deeply sorry for the accident caused by the plane. Please sit down and fasten your seat belts. We will issue an announcement immediately! Thank you for your cooperation!"

After finishing speaking, the purser also helped Song Zhe up, and urged them to rush to the rest cabin.

Back in the rest cabin, the flight attendant closed the curtain, looked at several flight attendants with serious eyes, and said in a heavy tone never before said: "The right wing turbine engine of the plane failed, and the captain decided to make an emergency landing at Pearson Airport in Toronto, Canada. .”

After a pause, the purser sighed: "Everyone... Be mentally prepared... Arrange for the passengers to put on life jackets, put down their oxygen masks, and make an emergency landing in about 10 minutes."

The stewardesses among the flight attendants were all young girls in their twenties, some of them were pale with fright, and their eye sockets began to moisten, and one of them could not help but cover his mouth and sob.

"Now is not the time to cry! Cheer me up!" The flight attendant raised his voice and said loudly: "You are all professional flight attendants, and you are responsible for the safety of all passengers on the entire plane! You must do your duty! Now! Immediately! Return to your work position! Instruct passengers to put on life jackets and put down their oxygen masks! Hurry up!"

The stewardesses were so shocked by the purser's voice that they forgot to cry, wiped the tears on their faces, stood up, and nodded to the purser.

Several little girls held hands and stumbled towards the cabin to complete their own mission.

Song Zhe's right arm was so painful that he couldn't lift it at all. He knew in his heart that he was probably dislocated or broken, but he couldn't support everyone's hind legs at this moment. The fear in my heart said to the purser: "Purser, I will help everyone too!"

"No," the purser turned to look at him, forced a smile with difficulty, and said softly: "Song Zhe, you are injured, do me a favor, go to the broadcasting phone and inform all passengers of the emergency landing information and precautions, Then, you wait here for us."

The chief purser also had tears in his eyes, but he still smiled and said firmly: "We will definitely be able to go back alive. We must believe in ourselves and the captain."

Song Zhe tightened his lips, stretched out his hand to hold the subconsciously trembling hands of the purser, nodded fiercely, and said firmly: "We will definitely go back alive."

The plane continued to shake violently, and the purser had already rushed into the cabin. Song Zhe supported the inner wall of the cabin with his left hand, managed to stand still, and walked towards the radio phone step by step.

Picking up the phone receiver, Song Zhe closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying his best to restrain his uncontrollable trembling. The scenes of the past few decades kept appearing in his mind, father, mother, Wu Xiaoxin, Zhu Zhuzhu, and...Wang Cheng... .

You can't die here, Wang Cheng is still waiting for him to go back...

Song Zhe held the receiver tightly, bit his lips, and said in a tone as calm as possible:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry to inform you that due to the aircraft failure, we will make an emergency landing at Toronto Pearson Airport in Canada in 10 minutes.

Please fasten your seat belts, take out the life jackets located under the seats and wear them on your body. The oxygen mask has been dropped, please wear it between your mouth and nose. Passengers with children, please put on your own oxygen mask before helping the children put it on.

When an aircraft lands in an emergency, there will generally be shocks. For your safety, we now introduce you to the anti-shock safety posture:

When you hear the flight attendant yelling "Hold tight, avoid collision!", please adopt and maintain this position until the plane comes to a complete stop.

Please see the flight attendant demonstration below: "Cross your arms, hold the back of the seat in front of you tightly, bow your head, and push your feet hard on the ground! Please believe in us, we will do our best to deliver you safely. Here, I only On behalf of Chengdu Airlines, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you!"

After saying these words, Song Zhe felt exhausted for a while, and his clothes were already wet with sweat. He returned to his seat and sat down in the bumps, fastened his seat belt, and waited for the return of the crew chiefs.

When all the flight attendants came back, the plane was about to start descending immediately, the flight attendant arranged for everyone to sit down, put on their seat belts, and shouted loudly: "Now, hold your head in a posture to prevent impact, and shout out the emergency landing slogan in unison! Shout out!"

The flight attendants collectively hugged their heads and bowed down, with their legs spread out in a figure-eight shape and stepping on the ground, stabilizing their bodies, and shouted in unison: "Low your head, bend your waist, and use your whole body to exert force! Lower your head, bend your waist , use your whole body urgently!..."

Song Zhe was very scared, his injured right arm couldn't hold his head, he could only bury his head and hold his head with his left hand, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, he couldn't help thinking about what regrets he would have in life if he died here.

He hasn't had time to take care of him to be filial to his parents.

He has not yet filled the house with luxuries.

He hasn't thanked Wu Xiaoxin, Zhu Zhuzhu and the others yet.

He hasn't told Wang Cheng yet...

Actually...I like you...I only like you from the beginning to the end...

Desperation and fear wrapped Song Zhe's heart, his mind was in chaos, and his voice became hoarse when he shouted.

The plane was shaking constantly, and it had obviously begun to descend. The sudden weightlessness made everyone feel terrified like never before. The flight attendants shouted emergency landing slogans over and over again, and some girls' voices were already choking.

The whole process lasted five minutes and 45 seconds. The moment the front wheel of the plane hit the ground, a sudden sound of friction was transmitted through the iron wall of the plane to everyone's ears.

This piercing sound seemed to pierce the eardrums, but at the moment it sounded like the gospel of God.

They are safe!

Under the guidance of the aviation control platform, the plane smoothly decelerated and taxied to the empty apron. When the fuselage stopped, the right wing had been burned to the point that only the iron frame remained, and ambulances and fire engines rushed towards them.

The flight attendants unfastened their seat belts, opened the emergency escape door, and immediately evacuated the panicked passengers.

Fire trucks continued to spray water jets on the plane, and ambulance personnel continued to send passengers to safety.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no passengers left behind, Song Zhe got off the plane.

Canadian professional medical staff came to cover him with a blanket, carried him on a stretcher and put him in the ambulance. At this time, Song Zhe finally calmed down and closed his eyes.

The moment he passed out, a thought flashed through his mind.

live...

very nice.

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