The heroine robs the marriage? The Beijing circle big man follows the army to the island

In the blink of an eye, it was spring break again, and Jian Yue flew back to Beijing without hesitation.

Everything was normal when the plane took off, and blue sky and white clouds passed by the window.

Jian Yue put on headphones, leaned back in her chair with her eyes closed, and looked forward to a reunion with her family and friends.

However, the calm did not last long.

Without warning, the plane began to shake violently.

Her body was thrown forward as the plane shook, and the seat belt tightly gripped her body.

She was awakened instantly, her hands subconsciously grasping the armrests of the seat, her eyes widened in horror.

Damn, is the plane going to crash?

Jian Yue couldn't help but curse under her breath, her face turning pale.

My heartbeat quickened suddenly, and looking at the passengers around me, everyone had a look of fear on their faces.

"Ah!" "Help!" Screams and cries began to echo in the cabin.

A young mother hugs her child tightly.

The child was so scared that he cried loudly, and the mother burst into tears, and kept repeating: "Don't be afraid, baby, don't be afraid..."

An old man next to him had a livid face and trembling lips. He held the rosary tightly in his hand and muttered something, as if he was praying.

The plane continued to shake violently and the luggage on the luggage rack fell off one after another.

"Bang, bang, bang" sounds fell on the ground, and all kinds of items were scattered all over the floor.

A suitcase rolled in the aisle and almost hit a flight attendant who was running in panic.

The flight attendants were all pale, but they were still trying to maintain order.

"Don't panic, everyone! Please fasten your seat belts!" a flight attendant shouted at the top of her lungs.

But her voice was quickly drowned out by the chaos.

The captain and co-pilot were busy in the cockpit.

The indicator lights on the dashboard kept flashing and various alarms kept beeping, like a countdown to death.

The captain frowned, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead. He gripped the joystick tightly, trying to stabilize the plane.

"Pull up! Pull up quickly!" the captain shouted to the co-pilot.

"No, there's a problem with the right wing engine and there's insufficient power!" the co-pilot responded anxiously.

His fingers tapped rapidly on the operating panel, trying to restart the engine system.

"Have you contacted the tower? Report our situation!" The captain's voice was a little hoarse, but still steady.

"We've made contact. The tower is directing aircraft in the nearby airspace to evade the enemy and providing us with emergency plans." The co-pilot answered while staring at the screen.

In the cabin, Jian Yue tried hard to calm herself down.

Jiang Zeyuan arrived at the airport early in the morning, holding the telegram tightly in his hand, and looking towards the exit from time to time, his eyes full of anticipation.

He was wearing a neat Zhongshan suit and had an upright posture, but his slightly trembling fingers revealed his inner nervousness.

I don't know why, but my right eye has been twitching today and I feel very uneasy.

So, I paced back and forth near the exit.

Time passed by minute by minute, the originally expected flight arrival time had long passed, but the familiar figure was still not at the exit.

Jiang Zeyuan's brows gradually frowned, and a feeling of uneasiness surged.

He stopped, stretched his neck and looked inside, trying to find Jian Yue in the crowd.

People around us come and go, there are laughter of reunion and tears of parting.

But his world became silent as he waited, with only the sound of his heartbeat "booming" in his ears.

After a while, he could no longer suppress his anxiety and walked quickly to the airport information desk.

He came to the information window and slammed his hands hard on the table.

"Comrade, I'm waiting for the flight back from the United States. It's been overdue for a long time. Why is there still no news?"

The staff at the information desk was startled by him and hurriedly checked the flight information, then their faces became somewhat solemn.

"Sir, there are some problems with this flight, and the tower cannot contact the plane for the time being."

Jiang Zeyuan's face turned as pale as paper in an instant, and he felt as if his blood had solidified.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, as if countless bees were flying.

"What? Can't get in touch? How is this possible!"

His body swayed slightly, and he grasped the edge of the information desk with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.

The staff was frightened by his appearance, but still stammered, "We... We are already trying, sir, please calm down first."

"Calm down? That's my wife on the plane!" Jiang Zeyuan roared, shook off the staff, turned around and ran towards the airport's command center.

His steps were staggering but extremely fast, knocking down many people along the way. He completely ignored the complaints coming from his ears.

The command center was busy, with the sounds of various instruments intertwined.

Jiang Zeyuan rushed in and shouted, "I am a family member of a passenger. What happened to the plane?"

A supervisor came over and tried to calm him down.

"Sir, we are doing our best. We have already sent a rescue team to the possible area, and an aerial search is also being carried out simultaneously."

"Possible area? Shouldn't you know the exact location of the plane?" Jiang Zeyuan's lips trembled, unable to accept such a vague answer.

"The signal became unstable after the plane malfunctioned, causing great difficulties for our positioning, but we will not give up." The person in charge had a serious and solemn expression.

Jiang Zeyuan seemed to have lost his soul. He slowly walked to the window, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself: "Yueyue, you must be okay. We haven't had a proper reunion yet."

My eyes were red and tears were welling up in them, but I tried hard not to let them fall.

The plane shook violently again.

With a "crack", a piece of the ceiling in the cabin fell down and hit the seat next to it, with debris scattering everywhere.

The passengers' screams became even louder.

"Everyone lower your heads and protect yourself!" Jian Yue shouted loudly.

I quickly hid in a relatively safe corner.

Help! This isn't the end for me!

I've traveled through a book and finally reversed my fate as cannon fodder, so how could I end up like this?

At this time, the lights inside the plane began to flicker, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, adding a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

The captain and co-pilot were racing against time with death in the cockpit.

"Activate the backup fuel system and concentrate all available power on the left wing engine!" The captain gave the order without delay.

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and beads of sweat on his forehead kept dripping onto the dashboard.

The co-pilot's hands moved across the control panel like flying, and he quickly responded, "Understood!"

However, despite their best efforts, the plane's altitude continued to drop and the alarm continued to sound.

The captain gritted his teeth, looked at the route and surrounding terrain on the map, and calculated quickly.

"Co-pilot, we can't go on like this. We have to make an emergency landing at the Beijing Airport."

"But we have lost contact with the tower now. I don't know if the airport is ready."

"We have no other choice. Beijing Airport is the nearest and most likely place to land safely. I hope the tower can discover our situation and make emergency preparations."