Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 407 - 194: Emergency Landing_3

Due to the turn being made at the time, the captain’s corpse would follow the deflection, further impacting the control stick.

It’s important to note that the control sticks in Boeing aircraft are linked, meaning if the captain’s stick deviates, the co-pilot’s stick will move as well.

Therefore, to avoid conflicts, the transfer of control requires the pilot to call out "giving control," the other pilot to respond, "taking control," and then the former repeats the first phrase for completion, a process somewhat akin to a tactical switchover used by SWAT teams.

This one-two-one dialogue ensures absolute safety.

But when faced with an emergency, like the current situation, it comes down to who has more strength.

Bolton managed to unbuckle the captain’s seatbelt and push the captain’s corpse away from the rudder in just a few seconds, which was quite a quick response.

Gu Ji frowned slightly.

The electrical system was fine, but the crucial communications, radio, and radar systems had failed.

This was extremely suspicious.

Because these systems were not located in the same place.

Even if there was a failure in communications, it shouldn’t affect the GPS positioning—unless the entire avionics system was completely destroyed, perhaps by a lightning strike, yet strangely, the communication system, oxygen supply, and cabin lighting were functioning within the plane, including the oxygen mask deployment and retrieval.

It seemed, as the captain assessed, this was certainly man-made!

Apart from the man in sunglasses,

there must be another person responsible for damaging the avionics navigation positioning, communications, and poisoning the captain!

One reason for doing so;

should be to make the plane "disappear."

Once radio positioning is damaged, the plane would completely lose contact with the ground, and the airline wouldn’t be able to determine its precise location, only being able to seek visually with military satellites or additional reconnaissance aircraft.

Meanwhile, cutting off communications also prevents crew members from exchanging information with the ground, stopping potential intelligence from reaching the government or police.

In this way, as long as the plane lands normally in Sinaloa State,

the drug cartel can locate the passenger plane immediately, long before Mexican or Panamanian rescue teams arrive, by which time it would be too late.

But Gu Ji couldn’t understand,

why cut the communications and radio alone wouldn’t have sufficed, so why kill the captain?

Because, once the plane loses its captain, with only the co-pilot, it’s extremely difficult to land safely with the navigation systems damaged, let alone now, with imminent "dual engine failure."

"The number one engine on the right side of the plane has stopped functioning, and the number two engine on the left side also encountered a fault. In order to avoid further engine damage, I had no choice but to throttle the number two engine to idle and reduce altitude; we need to find the nearest airport for an emergency landing before the number two engine fails entirely..."

"Boom——!"

As Bolton urged Gu Ji, there was another loud noise from the left wing, and the plane lost all its power, descending even faster!

Bolton stared, fixated on the onboard computer, watching the dangerous and warning red lights illuminate, until the sweat on his forehead slipped into his eye socket, prompting him to blink as if coming back to life, "God, it’s a dual engine failure!! Yasen, grab the QRH now!"

QRH is the Quick Reference Handbook for dual engine failure.

Gu Ji knew that the "hell-level difficulty" had truly begun at this point, and, after responding, he quickly located the manual following Bolton’s pointed direction.

He was now like a helper finding answers in an open-book exam.

While watching the flight altitude, heading, wind direction, and calculating positional information, he rapidly flipped through pages of the QRH manual.

"If sufficient fuel is available, you can choose engine ignition mode to restart the engine..."

"I tried, it won’t work! Move on!"

Before Gu Ji could finish reading, Bolton interrupted.

He continued flipping through the manual.

"If engine reignition attempts fail, such as engine damage, fly at green dot speed to maintain optimal lift-to-drag ratio, maximizing cabin preparation time and flight distance."

"Where are we now?"

"Position, position, position..."

Gu Ji muttered repeatedly, his eyes scanning back and forth rapidly between computer data and paper maps, "318, northwest of San Luis Potosi, heading 030. Calculating with current speed and heading, we should land at Torreon Airport!"

Thanks to the heading marker bonus, within a few seconds, he provided the compass readings, the city reference position, heading, and other crucial data.

San Luis Potosi is a city in central Mexico, less than 200 kilometers from Mazatlan in Sinaloa State.

And based on the current heading, the nearest airport is Torreon, 140 kilometers north.

But soon,

Gu Ji glanced again at the current altitude, his expression changing.

"No, Bolton, at our current altitude and green dot speed, we have only about 11 minutes of preparation time. We can’t make it to Torreon; we must find mountainous terrain for an emergency landing!!"