Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

The gap in the airplane was getting bigger, and the powerful airflow could even tear metal apart.

Creak, creak!

A crisp metallic tearing sound came from beneath Xiao Yifei's seat.

The seat was about to give way.

So this is death…

Xiao Yifei closed her eyes in despair.

However, just at that moment, the plane suddenly flipped over, top to bottom.

It became belly-up!

The suction force immediately decreased a lot, and the few passengers who had been sucked towards the gap fell back down.

Each of them pale-faced and gasping for air, believing they had just faced certain death.

Feeling the suction force disappear, Xiao Yifei also opened her eyes.

As a flight attendant, she naturally knew the plane was now flying upside down.

Although inverted, at least there was no longer a worry of being sucked out.

Initially, the captain had some doubts about Su Chen.

But upon witnessing Su Chen's series of smooth operations, he immediately understood that this unreasonably young man was indeed a pilot.

And his flying experience was not much less than his own.

It might even surpass his!

"How, how is this possible…" The French female co-pilot, having finally crawled up from the ground, rubbed her painfully bumped head, her face filled with disbelief.

As a pilot, she knew deeply how difficult it was to train a pilot.

Every pilot is one in ten thousand.

And the cost to train them to be able to fly independently is also quite terrifying.

Some had even estimated it.

To train a single pilot, the money spent is equal to their body weight in gold!

Although not necessarily accurate, it sufficiently shows how expensive it is to train a pilot.

Moreover, after being trained, they have to go through countless flights to gradually accumulate experience and become a qualified pilot.

But Su Chen was only in his early twenties, at most twenty-two or twenty-three.

And yet he possessed flying skills no lesser than those of the captain.

How could this be possible!

The French female co-pilot simply could not comprehend.

The only explanation she could think of was that Huaxia was indeed a magical country.

What she and the captain didn't know, however,

was that Su Chen's piloting skills were indeed formidable.

But only in regard to such emergencies.

Because they primarily focused on how to handle these special situations during their training.

So, in dealing with emergencies, Su Chen certainly had richer experience than the captain.

But for normal flights, Su Chen's experience was absolutely no match for the captain.

After all, the captain had 25 years of flight experience yet rarely encountered plane accidents.

A situation like an airplane being blown open with a hole was something he had not experienced in these 25 years.

Naturally, he couldn't possibly have more experience in handling it than Su Chen.

"Currently at an altitude of 6,900 meters, let the plane fly at a speed of 0.4 Mach, we have about ten minutes before reaching sea level, and during this time, do not execute any intense maneuvers," Su Chen jumped down from the pilot seat.

One Mach is equal to one times the speed of sound, which is 1,225 kilometers per hour.

As for why fly at 0.4 Mach,

it's because at this speed, the airflow impact on the plane is lowest.

This speed result was obtained by Reverse Dragon Group through countless accident simulations.

Even a captain with twenty-five years of experience was unaware.

The plane was now on the brink of breaking apart.

This way, we can delay the time of its disintegration, hoping to make it until we land on the ocean's surface.

Otherwise, if the plane were to plunge directly downwards, even if it fell into the sea, everyone on board would be doomed.

"Where, where are you going?" The French female co-pilot asked Su Chen as he gave up piloting the plane.

Su Chen spoke indifferently, "I've done everything I can. The rest is up to fate. The captain can handle it from here on."

"Then, what about me?" Initially dismissive of Su Chen, the French female co-pilot had since acknowledged his competence.

French girls are pretty straightforward.

Once they trust you, they really trust you.

Subconsciously, she had come to regard Su Chen as her mainstay.

"You?" Su Chen glanced at the French female co-pilot, with her silver pupils and golden hair, and said with a smile, "You just need to be along for the ride."

"Ah..."

Melissa was completely flustered.

Clearly, as the co-pilot of a flight headed for Huaxia, she had a good understanding of Huaxian culture.

She knew what being along for the ride meant.

...

The inverted flight of the plane allowed the passengers to catch their breath, preventing them from being sucked out.

Some of the more timid passengers were still clinging desperately to their seat belts, suspended in the air.

Those with more courage outright jumped down.

"Big brother, let's go to first class. It's much safer there. If the plane flips again, we're doomed."

"Yeah, makes sense. Even if there's a rescue, they'll definitely save those in first class first. We poor people can only wait for death here. Why's that fair?"

Five or six burly men headed straight for first class.

They were the same ones who had previously tricked the flight attendants by passing off fluorescent stones as jade.

They were used to tricking and conning, so they were braver.

Their guess was right; first class was indeed much safer.

Even if the plane flipped again, they wouldn't be sucked out.

"Holy shit! This is first class? These facilities are amazing!"

"Damn it, rich people really do know how to live!"

"..."

Those brutes could tell at a glance they had never sat in first class before.

Once inside first class, their sense of inequality grew even stronger.

The first-class seats were much more spacious than those in economy, and they could even recline fully.

Passengers could play cards or spread out their documents on the tables between seats, watch movies or listen to music on the screen in front, with free cocktails and more exquisite food provided. If you desired, champagne was available.

Flight attendants catered to only 10 to 15 passengers, so every request could be met immediately.

This is what first class is.

However, first class was in chaos at the moment.

Those wealthy individuals who always felt superior were now trembling in their seats.

The turbulence didn't affect them much.

But when the plane inverted, they were essentially hanging in mid-air.

The flight attendants, who would appear at their side immediately like obedient dogs at a simple call, were nowhere to be found.

Plus, the violent shaking of the plane made it obvious, even to a fool, that something was wrong with the plane.

It was clear, those rich people were even more afraid of death than the poor.

But once the plane malfunctions, it doesn't care if you're poor or rich.

Those burly men glanced around first class and suddenly their eyes lit up.

"Big brother, look, those women there are so beautiful!"