He is from a fighting nation

The day before the Russian Pearl Zhou Xiangwan's top party started, Wu Liang and Qian Meng boarded a plane to Moscow.

As a patient with severe aviophobia, Wu Liang was about to take medicine and sleep as soon as he boarded the plane. Qian Meng stopped him and said, "You fell asleep after taking the medicine. If you want to parachute later, who will take you to jump? If you live, you die!"

Wu Liang "...why do you want to skydive?"

Qian Meng said lightly, "The plane crashed!"

Wu Liang "..." Wu Liang suddenly remembered a piece of news. Aeroflot has killed 8000 people in total, ranking first in the world, four times that of No.2 Air France. Wu Liang thought that in 2019, things should change. But as far as it is now, the death rate is still gradually rising-damn it, you should take the train to the Sino-Russian border!

Wu Liang's business trips are usually in Southeast Asia. This is his first trip to Russia. He has long been prepared to suffer all kinds of hardships, but he didn't expect that the hardships would start from the moment he got on the plane.

Wu Liang's eyes twitched, his face turned green, Qian Meng laughed, patted Wu Liang's shoulder, gave a thumbs up and said, "Little brother, don't be nervous, I know the captain, he just retired, he used to fly fighter jets, It's technically awesome!"

Wu Liang "..." The captain of the fighter jet did not make people feel the slightest comfort.

Wu Liang and Qian Meng didn't get a first-class ticket, so they sat three people side by side. Wu Liang sat in the middle, Qian Meng was next to the corridor, and next to him was a strong Russian man with a Holding a book and holding a small bottle of vodka in one hand, he poured it directly into the mouth of the bottle without changing his expression.

Yes.Wu Liang thought silently, it was indeed Zhou Xiangwan's familiar painting style in his hometown.

The plane took off fairly smoothly, and Wu Liang always felt that he would not be so unlucky. After observing for half an hour, he gradually relaxed, leaned on the seat, and closed his eyes peacefully.

(Note that the following content refers to Xiao Lizi’s personal experience)

As the sky darkened, no one in the plane spoke, only snoring could be heard one after another.Wu Liang didn't fall asleep all this time, he was really uncomfortable being squeezed in the middle, he turned on his mobile phone to watch Ultraman, at this moment, Wu Liang suddenly saw a ball of fire floating by the porthole, the fire ball kept in touch with the plane. From farther and farther away, a raging fire fell through the clouds and fell straight down.

"Fuck...then what!" Wu Liang stared and looked around blankly. Except for Wu Liang and Qian Meng, the plane was all Russians. Wu Liang found that he was not the only one who saw the fireball, but everyone was as stable as an old dog, with expressions on their faces. They were all quite calm, some seemed to be unaware, some continued to sleep peacefully after just one glance, and some calmly looked out the window and took a sip of wine.

Wu Liang thought to himself, "Is there something wrong with me? Isn't this kind of thing worth panicking?"

Wu Liang called the stewardess, pointed out the window and said in English, "What is that?!"

The stewardess smiled decently, paused, and said professionally, "That's our engine."

Wu Liang "???!!!"

Ultraman is still playing silently on the phone, Wu Liang doesn't want to watch Ultraman fight monsters now, he just wants Ultraman to lift him up and throw him into outer space.

At this time, Brother Vodka next to him seemed to wake up and asked, "How many engines do we have?"

The stewardess was inexplicably proud, "Don't worry, we still have an engine. This kind of thing has happened before, and we have rich experience in handling it."

Wu Liang "..." So why does this kind of thing happen again and again!

Brother Vodka shrugged his shoulders and said calmly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

The stewardess "fasten your seat belt and don't move around, we are about to make an emergency landing."

Qian Meng didn't know anything about all of this, he slept with his head tilted and snored like thunder, it seemed that the years were really peaceful, Wu Liang began to write a suicide note to arrange his funeral, full of loneliness and pain.

What followed was the most tense 45 minutes in Wu Liang's life. The plane hovered in the sky to discharge fuel urgently, and then made an emergency landing.

Wu Liang didn't know where he landed. He only knew that the moment the plane fell into the snow, the cabin trembled violently, his back seemed to be pulled by a pair of huge hands, and the skin all over his body ached. Glide quickly, stirring up snow powder and snow waves flying all over the sky.

I don't know how long it took, the good news of the successful landing came from the radio, and there was applause in the cabin. Uncle Vodka next to Wu Liang poured Wu Liang a glass of wine and forcibly clinked glasses with him, "Ula——!"

"...Ula." Wu Liang took a sip of wine, his eyes were staring, his heart was full of love.

Qian Meng finally woke up, ignorant of the thrilling forced landing incident, applauded along the flow, and said, "Hey—— let's go!"

Wu Liang, I'm so embarrassed, but no one can understand.