In mid-air, in addition to plummeting propellers, there was also a helicopter.

A helicopter that loses its propeller is like a bird that loses its wings and rolls, swings, and loses control in the air.

"call out!"

"Bang!"

Falling.

The helicopter's tail kept hitting the outer wall of the office building.

Although it slowed down the helicopter's descent speed, it was very bad.

Thick smoke billowed from the tail of the plane.

It's like the flames ejected when a rocket is launched, it's terrifying.

Keep going like this.

In less than a minute, the entire plane could burn and blow up in the air.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

The warning sound on the instrument panel continues.

"Meng Long, I can't control it anymore, what should I do?"

Pilots have never encountered this situation.

The plane continued to rotate, roll, and hit, making the pilot feel dizzy.

He also had several injuries on his body due to the shattered window.

The reason why I can persist until now is because of the belief in my heart.

"What's the height?"

Meng Long hugged Fang Yuan tightly and stared outside.

"One hundred and fifty meters."

"It's still high."

Meng Long looked down at Fang Yuan and the unconscious photographer, with a hint of confusion on his face.

"gentlemen?"

Meng Long called Gu Jingze, with a hint of despair in his tone.

If it was just him and Gu Jingze, it would definitely be possible to escape by jumping out of the plane.

But at this moment, there were Xiaoya, Fang Yuan, photographer and pilot on the plane.

No matter what, they cannot be left behind.

Gu Jingze hugged Xiaoya, tried his best to control his body balance, and looked down.

The current height is only about 100 meters.

And he found that the propeller had almost hit the ground and was about to hit the car.

"No, something is going to happen down there."

Meng Long looked closer to the window, saw the propeller falling, and shook his head helplessly.

They are now unable to protect themselves and cannot save the citizens below.

"Sir, I'm sorry...if we hadn't persuaded my sister-in-law, maybe Xiaoya..."

"If Xiaoya doesn't come, you will..."

Meng Long now regrets letting Xiaoya get on the plane. If Xiaoya is not there, then Gu Jingze will definitely not be there either.

Gu Jingze is the Empire's God of War, so he must not cause any problems.

"None of your business!"

Gu Jingze's eyes narrowed slightly, showing no trace of panic or worry.

Instead, it's more about thinking.

Calm thinking.

In terms of life and death situations he experienced, there were more thrilling ones than this, but he survived every time.

"Meng Long, is there a rope ladder?"

"have."

Meng Long responded immediately and asked the pilot specifically before boarding the plane.

"How many are there?"

"Two."

"That's enough." Gu Jingze asked again, "Where's the protective helmet? Do you have it?"

"have."

"Put them on quickly."

"yes!"

Meng Long didn't dare to slack off and quickly took out the rope ladder and protective helmets and put them on them.

"Come on, Xiaoya, put on your helmet."

"Well, dad, what about you?"

When Xiaoya saw that Gu Jingze was not wearing one, she asked casually.

"Dad is okay."

"Sir, mine is for you!"

Meng Long handed the protective helmet to Gu Jingze.

"Need not."

Gu Jingze rejected it and said seriously: "What I say next is very important, please listen carefully."

"Yes, sir."

Meng Long put on his helmet and solemnly agreed.

"There is only one way now, which is to use two rope ladders to prevent the helicopter from falling."

"Then leave the helicopter as quickly as possible."

Gu Jingze looked at the office building outside, thinking in his mind.

"Sir, what you mean is that the rope ladder is hung on the office building?"

"Yes, this is the only way to prevent the helicopter from descending."

"Okay!"ωωw.

Meng Long quickly arranged the rope ladder and fixed it on the landing gear.

With two clicks, the rope ladder was firmly fixed.

"Sir, that's it."

"Give me!"

Gu Jingze reached out for the rope ladder, but his eyes were fixed on the office building outside.

At that time, in order to highlight its uniqueness, the lower half of the Ping An Bank Building was different from the upper half.

The lower part of the building has protruding linear notches.

It was these protruding buildings that gave Gu Jingze the idea.

"Did you see that notch?"

"They are our opportunities."

Gu Jingze pointed to the slot of the office building and said to Meng Long.

"I saw it."

"At this angle, the rope ladder is definitely out of reach. It's too light."

"You and the pilot need to control the plane and try to get as close to the building as possible."

Meng Long looked at the distance between the two, and then looked at the rope ladder in Gu Jingze's hand.

"Sir, there are some sandbags, please tie them up."

"Give me!"

"I'll help you!"

In the blink of an eye, several sandbags were tied to the rope ladder.

After Meng Long comforted Fang Yuan, he lay down in front and controlled the helicopter with the pilot.

Meng Long turned around and saw that the dashboard was full of red warnings.
Chapter completed!