CHAPTER 224: CHAPTER 226: IF THE SKY SHINES BRIGHT

Su Xingyu said, "I’m not a mechanic, I’m a photographer, but I have a way."

The flight attendant was full of doubt: "Miss, this really isn’t a joking matter. The situation is already urgent enough, we really can’t interfere with the captain’s work."

Lu Shifeng raised his head, his sharp eyes staring straight into the flight attendant’s eyes: "I’m Lu Shifeng, the Executive Director and President of Blade Group. Believe me, she really has a way."

The President of Blade Group, Lu Shifeng!

The flight attendant’s face flashed with surprise; she didn’t expect to encounter such a significant figure on this flight! Fortunately, she was a first-class flight attendant and quickly regained her composure. At this moment, she no longer doubted Lu Shifeng’s words and nodded saying, "Please wait, I will go consult the captain."

She turned and left.

After a while, she returned quickly to them: "The captain invites both of you to help."

Su Xingyu swiftly unfastened her seatbelt. With the help of Lu Shifeng and the flight attendant, she retrieved a box from the luggage rack and opened it, taking out the lens that Hanyu Research Center entrusted her to bring back to headquarters. Fortunately, besides the lens, they also handed her a camera, otherwise just holding a lone lens, she might have been in tears.

Within seconds, she assembled the lens to the camera and entered the cockpit with Lu Shifeng.

This was her first time entering an airplane cockpit, it was a space filled with instrument panels, exuding a technological industrial feel. Through the glass windows at the cockpit’s front, one could see the vast sky and the city buildings like toy models in the distance. The captain, co-pilot, and someone who was likely an engineer were present; everyone looked serious, the atmosphere was very heavy.

Su Xingyu seized the time: "I have a way to calculate the relative distance between the plane and the ground. I can use this 1000 focal length camera lens to focus on the ground, take a photo, and calculate the distance based on the focal data shown in the digital photo and some other values."

The captain asked her, "How confident are you?"

Su Xingyu said, "In terms of accuracy of distance, about 90%."

This was already a very high probability, completely worth a gamble. The captain nodded, then asked another question: "The plane’s speedometer is also malfunctioning, we cannot measure the actual flight speed, do you have a way to help us measure the speed based on flight altitude and time?"

Su Xingyu said, "As long as you provide the correct formula, I can." She thought for a moment and added, "But my mental math isn’t good, I’ll need to use a calculator."

"We don’t have a calculator." The engineer, who had been silent, said, "It broke during the turbulence just now."

Su Xingyu: "..."

Beside her, Lu Shifeng asked, "Can handwriting calculations keep up?"

Su Xingyu was quite troubled: "My handwriting calculation speed is very slow..."

The captain also said, "During the plane’s landing process, the descent rate needs continuous adjustment, which means a high demand for real-time data, normal handwriting speed isn’t sufficient."

"But we have no other choice now," Lu Shifeng said.

"Yes, no other choice," the captain said after a moment of silence.

Lu Shifeng made a decision: "Let Xingyu take the photos, you all continue to pilot, give me the formula, I’ll handle the handwriting calculations."

The captain looked deeply at him, didn’t ask if he could do it. At this life-and-death moment, they were all in this together, he knew Lu Shifeng would put in maximum effort.

The captain connected to the ground control tower, succinctly explained the current situation, and requested entry.

He also added, "Prepare the fire trucks and ambulances."

This was making the worst possible preparations.

The atmosphere in the cabin became heavy again, everyone’s expressions were solemn, completely focused.

Su Xingyu borrowed pen and paper, wrote down the formula to convert focal length to actual distance for Lu Shifeng, while the co-pilot next to the captain wrote him the descent rate formula.

The captain, accompanied by the co-pilot, piloted the plane toward S City airport. Su Xingyu picked up the camera, body tightly pressed against the porthole, using the 1000 focal length long-range lens to focus on a lighthouse on the sea outside the window, click, snapped a photo. Almost simultaneously with the click, she reported the focal length, angle, and other data to Lu Shifeng.

Lu Shifeng buried his head in the paper, calculating with swift strokes, within seconds he reported the altitude: "Distance from ground, 4300 feet."

The captain thanked him, carefully adjusted the angle of the plane’s nose, and gently descended a stretch. The moment the descent stopped, Su Xingyu once again took a photo of the scenery outside the porthole.

Lu Shifeng timed using his expensive watch’s countdown function, calculated the descent altitude based on her reported focal length, angle, and this descent time, then calculated the plane’s descent speed based on the difference between the two altitudes. His cold, steady voice echoed in the cabin, reporting the descent rate to the captain.

The captain was immensely excited: "It really works!"

The atmosphere in the entire cockpit improved suddenly, everyone tested several more times with hope, proving that the formulas and data were correct, and the heart suspended in mid-air started to settle somewhat.

"We’ll make it back alive," Lu Shifeng’s voice remained steady, he looked at Su Xingyu and said.

Su Xingyu’s hand holding the camera was covered in cold sweat, but upon hearing his seemingly omnipotent voice, she unconsciously felt reassured.

The plane finally reached near the airport, officially preparing to enter the field.

The captain contacted the control tower to prepare for descent, turned the plane to align with the runway.

"We will succeed," he said.

"We definitely will succeed," everyone said.

Su Xingyu raised the camera more focused than before, aiming at the scenery outside the window, again and again, taking photos, adjusting data, adjusting data, taking photos...

She only felt her brain emptying, her mind bright and clear, as if all distracting thoughts were far away from her, all she could see and feel were her camera in hand and those cold mechanical data clusters. She and Lu Shifeng cooperated very well, always providing new data just right at the moment he finished calculating, she didn’t know why they were so synchronized; perhaps, in the face of adversity, humans have this instinct to give their best.

The airport below was getting closer and closer...

Su Xingyu reported the last set of data, released the camera from her grip.

About two or three seconds left before the official landing, she knew giving one more set of data was no longer feasible, life or death, it was up to fate now.

She closed her eyes, hoping heaven would be kind to them, she didn’t want to die yet, she wanted to take a good look at this splendid world, she wanted to spend her life with her husband...

Suddenly, she felt a strong arm pull her into a chest.

She smelled a faint familiar scent on him, he held her tight in his embrace, protecting her with his body.

Then, a massive collision came from the ground.