I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 681 - 477 Curtain Call

The captain shouted from behind, "Brake!"

Xia Liang didn’t need to be told what to do.

Have you ever risked your life for yourself and for others?

Xia Liang’s hands clenched the controls. He channeled the strength from his arms into his legs, pressing the pedals down with all his might. The landing gear was stressed to its limit, but the plane still refused to stop.

BANG!

A loud noise erupted from beneath the plane, followed by a thick cloud of white smoke. The tires were depressurizing from the extreme heat.

One down. No problem.

Flight 9827 was an Airbus A319. Aside from the nose gear, it had four main wheels in the back. Losing one was manageable.

BANG!

But then, as if fate wanted to test Xia Liang’s nerve, a second tire blew out with another loud bang and a plume of dense white smoke.

Even Xia Liang frowned. It seemed all his bad luck was concentrated into a single day.

Still, losing two wheels was manageable. Crucially, one had blown on the left and one on the right, keeping the aircraft balanced. If two tires on the same side had failed, the plane would have had to make a belly landing—an extremely dangerous maneuver.

Under the captain’s worried gaze, the plane gradually began to decelerate.

Two hundred kilometers per hour, one hundred kilometers per hour, thirty kilometers per hour... Finally, the aircraft came to a steady halt on the ground. They were now a full ten meters past the end of the runway.

That’s right, they had overshot. The nose jutted out over the edge of the tarmac. A split second more and the entire plane would have run off the runway completely.

None of the three men in the cockpit spoke a word. Even Xia Liang sat quietly in his seat. If he were a smoker, he would have desperately wanted a post-crisis cigarette.

"We made it! Flight 9827 made it!"

"Holy crap, that’s incredible! They actually stopped it!"

"That pilot is a god!"

"Holy shit! The plane almost exploded!"

At that moment, everyone closely monitoring the situation breathed a collective sigh of relief. Whether in the Northern Air Force Command Headquarter, the control tower, or the Air Traffic Control Bureau, the immense tension finally broke.

Just as Xia Liang was savoring the relief of having survived, a voice crackled through his headset.

"Flight 9827, do you read me? Flight 9827, do you read me?"

The corners of Xia Liang’s mouth twitched. Are the radio channels also acting like Zhuge Liang, only showing up after the fact? Useless.

Shaking his head, Xia Liang spoke in a low voice, "Flight 9827 reads you. Go ahead."

"What’s your status?"

Xia Liang instinctively glanced at the captain and co-pilot beside him. "We have injured crew members. The passengers are likely in bad shape as well. Please dispatch medical personnel immediately."

The last descent and ascent he had performed would have been too much for an ordinary pilot, let alone the passengers. They had likely experienced forces of four to five Gs. Fire and medical teams were already rushing to the scene, preparing for the disembarking passengers.

"Aren’t you going to say a few words?" the captain asked with a smile, pressing a hand to the wound on his head.

"You do it. You’re the captain," Xia Liang said, handing the intercom handset to him.

"Alright, if you insist." The captain smiled and took it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. It was a difficult journey, but we’ve brought you to your destination. On behalf of the entire flight crew, I offer our sincerest apologies. Thank you once again for choosing Flight U9827. I also want to thank one of our passengers. Without him, we likely would have met with disaster. His handling of the plane throughout the flight showed me what a true aviator is!"

As he finished, the captain held the microphone out to Xia Liang.

"Me?"

Xia Liang was taken aback. He had planned to let the captain finish so he could go check on Tong Dongnuan. But seeing the captain’s earnest nod, he smiled and took the microphone.

"To be honest, I never expected to be part of a journey like this. It was a harrowing event, but it’s also an experience I will never forget. And while the ride was a bit rough, please continue to believe that airplanes are the safest form of travel. Don’t let this incident shake your faith in aviation. Also..."

Xia Liang’s tone became heartfelt.

"There is one person I need to thank, and that’s my girlfriend, Ms. Tong Dongnuan. You gave me the courage to face all the dangers we encountered today. I am so sorry if my clumsy piloting caused you any distress. I hope you weren’t hurt... because that would break my heart."

Hearing this, the captain gave Xia Liang a thumbs-up. Good heavens, confessing his love even at a time like this.

In the main cabin, the survivors, still reeling from their near-death experience, were suddenly filled with envy for this girl named Tong Dongnuan. Many of the injured passengers even started looking around for her, ignoring their own pain.

"I’m so jealous!"

"How romantic is that!"

"What kind of immortal boyfriend is he?!"

"Boo hoo! I’m so green with envy!"

"He saved everyone with such amazing skill, yet he’s blaming himself because his girlfriend might have gotten hurt."

...

Sitting in her seat in the passenger cabin, Tong Dongnuan listened until Xia Liang’s voice faded.

He’s so incredible!

As the woman he had spoken of, Tong Dongnuan felt the terror that had gripped her vanish completely, instantly replaced by an overwhelming wave of sweetness that enveloped her entire being.