Chapter 662: Hang up the parachute
The big cat followed the old black man to an old tent.
Wen Rensheng immediately turned off the mysterious smell and taste...
As expected, the only difference between the tent where the old man was and the garbage pit was whether anyone was sleeping on it. .
The old man sat on a horse in the tent and murmured to himself: "Zach, why are you resisting? If you don't resist, you won't die. Don't you even understand this? You will die. It’s too worthless. At least get a personal injury insurance and write my name on it as the beneficiary. This way, your death will not be wasted.”
It was so calm.
Only the unsympathetic Ge Langtai would say such a thing.
Big Mao turned and left. Wen Rensheng had already witnessed the magic of intubation in the back of the head. This was simply a future technology.
But generally speaking, this kind of uncoordinated future technology, according to the script, will definitely lead to resistance, mixed with a tossing and turning love story, and finally be overthrown, or leave a hook.
In short, it is impossible to carry out it smoothly like this.
Wen Rensheng withdrew the big cat and let it return to Ball's home.
Now those people are targeting the slums of Minsk, and I wonder if they will also target the middle-class communities where Bauer and the others are located.
Probably let it go for a while, or flatten it all in one go.
But he believes that the probability of the former is relatively high. They should deal with the slums with the most problems first, and then implement it comprehensively after checking the effects.
But in that case, it would really create a unique scene, where everyone wears helmets to live.
Wen Rensheng cut off contact with Da Mao and closed his eyes again on the plane home.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a familiar voice suddenly appeared in my mind again, it was the whisperer in my head.
"You are indeed a ruthless guy. So many people have died just now. You are obviously capable of saving them, why don't you save them? Look, you are indeed the same existence as us. "
"I know what Rensheng has done all my life, why do I need to explain it to others? I can save whoever I want, what does it have to do with others?"
"Humph, you don't have anything to do with it? Perfect, full of contradictions from the inside to the outside, it has a good skin, but it turns out to be a straw bag inside. ”
"Get out of my head."
Wen Rensheng spat, then cleared his mind, and then he fell asleep.
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An unclear dormitory scene.
The upper and lower beds, a person sleeping on the innermost bed, with a large travel bag placed on his heels.
This man was sleeping soundly and even snoring.
The travel bag was bulging, and something was stirring constantly.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a gap opened in the zipper of the travel bag.
An oval-shaped head came out, and it turned out to be a snake.
After it showed its head, it drilled and drilled, and then got into the bed of the sleeping person.
"Ah..." The man in the dream screamed.
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Wen Rensheng suddenly opened his eyes.
It was quiet all around. We were still on the plane. Some of the passengers were reading newspapers, some were watching videos, and some were playing stand-alone games.
How could you have such a strange dream?
Wen Rensheng thought to himself.
It seems that this is the consequences of directly absorbing Lou Nan's knowledge system, which has put a certain burden on one's own spirit, so that nightmare occurs.
The emergence of nightmares is actually the brain piling up various fear factors absorbed during the day in order to release them as a whole.
After dreaming, the things dreamed about in the dream will be forgotten faster, which is equivalent to entering the recycle bin in the computer.
That travel bag should symbolize the large amount of knowledge and skills that he has not digested yet, and there are various dangers hidden in it, and the snake symbolizes those potential dangers.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt the plane shaking violently, and the casual passengers suddenly panicked.
Everyone who flies has a hidden worry in his heart, which is safety.
"What's going on? What happened?"
"Flight attendant, what happened?"
"Everyone, please be quiet, the plane just encountered air turbulence , It will get better soon." The cabin announcement sounded.
Is that really the case?
Wen Rensheng activated his five senses, released his alien power, poured it into the body, and sensed the situation of the entire aircraft.
There was no turbulence, but a bird hit the cockpit windshield.
Strong winds poured into the cockpit, making the captain and co-pilot exhausted and unable to operate smoothly.
Wen Rensheng could even faintly hear their exclamations and noisy electronic prompts.
"Warning, warning, the plane is stalling..."
"Autopilot is cancelled." At the same time, the nose of the plane began to fall.
The captain looked nervous and was issuing instructions one after another.
“Gas the gas!”
"Pull up and keep your balance!"
"Hurry up and contact the nearest airport tower. We need to make an emergency landing." The captain said to the co-pilot.
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A series of rapid voices sounded. The captain, co-pilot, and the nearest airport tower were all dealing with the situation nervously.
However, according to Wen Rensheng, the situation of the aircraft is still deteriorating rapidly.
The flying posture is very unstable, sometimes tilting to the left and sometimes tilting to the right, which can easily lead to an out-of-control situation.
Once the plane loses control, it is not far from falling.
The passengers in the cabin were also swaying around, and the flight attendants were holding on to the handles hard, trying to maintain their balance.
"What's going on?" The passengers were already very panicked, and some people were screaming loudly.
More people’s faces were full of despair, and some were even praying.
"Son, are we going to be okay?" Ouyang Ling, who was sitting next to her, grabbed the seat and turned to Wen Rensheng and asked.
"It'll be okay." Wen Rensheng replied calmly.
He closed his eyes, and all the mysterious power was poured into the surroundings of the plane.
It would be easy if he only saved himself and his parents, but if he needed to save everyone on the plane, he would have to use all his strength.
This is an aircraft weighing dozens of tons, still flying at high speed, and the huge momentum is also a fatal challenge.
Groups of purple mist wrapped the plane inside, as if covered with a thick layer of foam material.
First, let the plane slow down.
An object in free fall would be much easier for Wen Rensheng to operate.
When an object falls from a high altitude, it will encounter air resistance. It will not increase its speed indefinitely, but will reach a closing speed.
“For an object falling in the air, its ultimate velocity, that is, the finishing velocity, will follow a complex formula and be affected by its own mass, drag coefficient, air density, and its own cross-sectional area...”
A piece of information he browsed online flashed through his mind.
So as long as the plane loses power first, the rest can be simplified to attaching an oversized parachute to the plane.
Someone once proposed an idea. In order to reduce the occurrence of air crashes, a parachute should be hung on the entire aircraft.
Just such a solution cannot solve the dangers that occur during takeoff and landing, and the proportion of the latter two is actually larger.
The solution in Wen Rensheng's mind quickly took shape, and he immediately used alien power to find the structural unit that controlled the speed of the aircraft, and then performed remote control braking to first reduce the flight speed of the aircraft itself.
At this moment, the flight attendants were trying their best to comfort the passengers, and at the same time, their faces looked nervous.
In the swaying cabin, debris was flying everywhere, some people's faces were bruised, and some were hugging their children tightly and covering their eyes.
A female flight attendant saw that only a family of three looked calm. They were sitting in their seats, just looking around and out of the window.
Maybe you have given up hope?
She thought this way, and although she still remained calm, deep down in her heart, she understood that there was basically no way to save her in this situation.
The cockpit was even more chaotic.
"The joystick is out of order, we can't fly the plane!"
"Tower, please clear the nearby airspace, we have an emergency."
"The airspace has been cleared, We have asked nearby aircraft to avoid you."
The voices of the captain, co-pilot, and the tower came and went.
"Look, what's outside?"
Among the passengers in the cabin, some saw large clouds of purple mist appearing on the wings of the plane, and it spread rapidly.
The speed of the plane is also getting slower and slower in the fog.
"The speed is decreasing rapidly and the flight attitude is beginning to stabilize." The co-pilot was surprised with some joy.
"What is that? When did such strange purple clouds appear?" the captain asked doubtfully.
"The altitude of the aircraft is decreasing, and the descending speed is..." The co-pilot continued to report a number.
"What is the terrain below? Is it a plain or a mountain?" the captain asked.
"There is a forest below, the northern coniferous forest belt." The co-pilot said while looking at the map on the tablet.
“No problem, as long as we land at the current speed, we’ll be fine.” The captain said calmly.
The landing speed of the plane gradually slowed down. The landing speed was like a stone falling into water, and then falling into a quagmire.
(End of this chapter)