Chapter Eleven: Only God Can Save
Just when Che Yongchang was still a little at a loss, Chu Lin seemed to have already reacted.
"Mr. Chen, you're here just in time!"
He strode forward with a surprise and enthusiastic smile on his face and stretched out his hands to Chen Yi.
"I am the head of this group. Just call me Chu Lin. In fact, we are bothering us that we can't get more detailed information on the scene. I didn't expect you to come."
At this time, the difference between people can be seen.
While the rest of the people were still shocked by unexpected things, Chu Lin had already skipped thinking about things that could not be explained and instead focused on what he wanted to do next.
Chen Yi stretched out his right hand and shook his hands, and was also surprised by the age of the person in charge.
At first he thought the person in charge would be older.
But I don't care.
People like Che Yongchang and Chu Lin are different from Mo Yuanbai. To a certain extent, they can be regarded as a group of dialogues.
"Give me the coordinates of the airport." Chen Yi skipped the greeting process and said directly.
"Okay." Chu Lin was also very straightforward.
After getting the coordinates, Chen Yi didn't say anything more, and his figure disappeared directly into a ripples in front of everyone.
It attracted a lot of exclamations from people.
Even Che Yongchang couldn't help but whisper.
"Fortunately, he still needs coordinates."
"Yes, coordinates." Chu Lin glanced at him with a little meaning.
On the other side, Chen Yi jumped directly through a long-distance space and came to the sky above Xiya Airport.
Just as soon as it appeared, a huge thunder covered his ears.
Lightning flashes are not only flying in the sky, but are connected to the earth one after another. The strong light illuminates the earth again and again, and the loud vibrations even make the whole world tremble.
There is no doubt that the thunderstorms in the climate forecast have not reached this level.
But this is not something that anyone cares about.
Ordinary people cannot judge the degree of the thunderstorm based on their current performance. The staff at the airport just smiled and joked in the safe house, "The weather is so strong", and then directed the landing of the next plane.
But even so, their workload is much greater than in the past.
"A3562, there is a strong wind from the southwest ahead of you, and the wind speed is about fifty kilometers per hour."
"Fifty kilometers?" The captain's voice still sounded relaxed, "The wind speed can even lift the roof."
"The premise is the old-fashioned roof from more than ten years ago, especially those who learn the oriental style." The tower staff was also in the mood to joke.
Obviously, they didn't care about the storm that was whistling from the side.
But Chen Yi noticed it.
Fifty kilometers per hour?
Chen Yi's eyes lit up a blue halo, and circles of complex magic patterns surged in his eyes.
It was indeed fifty kilometers per hour just now, but now the speed of the howling wind is changing at an extremely fast speed.
Sixty, sixty, seventy...
According to Chen Yi's calculations, when colliding with the aircraft, the wind speed can reach at least 85 kilometers per hour. This strong wind from the side is enough to break the right wing of the aircraft more than ten years old.
It seems that this is what caused the air crash.
The light in Chen Yi's eyes suddenly flourished, and he was conducting full analysis.
The concentration of magic is normal.
The activity level is normal.
The reason why the wind speed surged has nothing to do with magic.
Basically, this can be determined, most of the mysterious factors can be eliminated.
Have a headache.
Chen Yi sighed, but although there was a lack of scientific detection methods, he could also roughly see something. The flow of air is in a parameter environment that is inconsistent with the ordinary situation, which is the fundamental reason for inaccurate predictions. After all, climate predictions are largely based on specific calculation formulas and parameters.
and--
Chen Yi looked to the left side of the plane, which was northeast direction, a new hurricane was taking shape rapidly and heading towards the plane.
"Tower, tower, what's going on?" The captain had already begun to feel the violent shaking of the plane. "Why does the instrument show that there is wind pressure from the northeast?"
"Uh, I'll check it out here..." The staff at the tower looked at the instrument and exclaimed, "God, how is this possible?"
There was indeed a hurricane in the northeast direction, which accelerated the approach of thunderstorm clouds.
This is not the key yet.
The key is that if this hurricane collides with the hurricane in the southwest just now, the air flow formed is likely to create a huge tornado.
Flight A3562 is just in the eye of the wind in the center of the tornado!
The staff at the tower seemed to have expected what was about to happen - the plane was torn to pieces!
"Quick, A3562! Turn around!" The staff member called the rest of the people to come over quickly, shouting in the channel, "It's a tornado! A super-large tornado!"
"Damn it!" The captain couldn't help but curse, "It's too late!"
The plane is out of control.
It was like a small boat, being impacted back and forth in the earth-shaking waves, and the lights in the plane flashed one after another. The passengers were already screaming in the violent ups and downs like roller coasters. All the oxygen masks fell off, but few passengers could catch the oxygen masks in such a shaking.
At this moment.
The horrible air crashes and catastrophic consequences that were seen on TV in the past are constantly recalling in people's minds.
Fear and panic swept across everyone.
"Let's find a way!" The captain grabbed the control lever tightly, and the warning sounds of instruments in the cab were already in chaos.
And what can the tower staff do?
They were silent and squeezed on the edge of the window. With the lightning that illuminated the sky one after another, they could clearly see that a huge vortex was forming at a high altitude, like a dragon and a snake, twisting towards the earth. The roar of lightning formed an extremely spectacular picture, and the plane full of 157 lives seemed to add a tragic color to the picture.
"Sir." The voice of the tower staff, with a trembling trembling, "I'm sorry, but now, I'm afraid only God can help you."
He didn't know what kind of mood he should be in now and what should he think in his mind.
Are you worried about the rigorous investigation after the air crash?
Or is it praying that there will be survivors?
None of them.
More than a hundred lives are about to disappear before his eyes, but he and everyone are powerless. At this moment, what he feels is the same as human beings!
Chapter completed!