Chapter 0089
Chapter 0089
Madison’s hands began to tremble instantly.
She quickly hit the autopilot button, “Henry, take over…”
Sweating profusely, Henry took her ce.
The woman’s legs gave way as she stepped down from the pilot’s seat, copsing to the floor.
“Captain!” Jack and Landu shakily came to her aid.
With unprecedented pressure weighing on her, Madison’s voice barely concealed her tremble,
“Contact ground control below, find the
nearest airport for an emergencynding, hurry!”
“Yes!” Jack urgently made the contact.
Within minutes, the nearest airport arranged for their prioritynding, while other nes were
instructed to circle in the air and wait.
When the ne touched the ground, the jolt felt like her heart was. tearing apart.
She stood up, “Henry, you’re in charge now. Contact local authorities for a pilot to assist you.
Disperse all passengers and have them leave
in batches.”
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“Where are you going?” Jack clutched at her.
As soon as the ne steadied, Madison, having arranged everything,
bolted outside.
Her eyes rimmed red with urgency, she dashed out of the cockpit only to be stopped by a pale-
faced Jessica.
It seemed Jessica had guessed what was on Madison’s mind, “You
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can’t go back! You can’t!”
During the ne’s descent, Jessica had caught a few exchanged
words.
It was her brother who had intercepted the ne, so Madison…
Madison’s gaze was incredibly intense, “Alive or not, I must go back
for him.”
If not for his intention to see her, this wouldn’t have happened.
What was it about her that warranted Ethan doing all this?!
Madison shoved past everyone trying to stop her and sprinted outside.
Upon reaching the local airport, she shed her work ID, quickly exined the situation, and
requested arge rescue helicopter.
The local airport, having received the distress signal from the nearby airspace and considering
Madison’s ordeal, immediately arranged a helicopter for her.
Cleared for flight, Madison raced to the helicopter.
She took no one with her, slipping into the craft, donning themunication headset, and as the
rotors began to spin up, she entered the channel.
Passengers aboard Flight 1976 all noticed the local green Mi-24 helicopter taking off from the
nearby open field, soaring into the air with authority, heading in the opposite direction.
She was resolute, not a moment of hesitation.
In that instant, Madison seemed to merge with the powerful helicopter, as if only she could truly
command it forward..
At the same time, everyone in the nearby airspace was calling out to
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CM3766.
Regrettably, there was no response.
Below was a small stretch of sea and a residential area. If the ne. crashed, it would likely be
seen, but there were no emergency calls or leads, which suggested CM3766 had possibly not yet
met with
disaster.
Unless, it had truly plummeted into the sea.
Upon learning of the incident, the national airline immediately dispatched all avable rescue
aircraft from the vicinity to search.
It waster learned the ne was piloted by Mukino Airlines’
chairman.
To save Flight 1976, his act of bravery touched and moved all passengers aboard.
United, they pleaded for a full-force rescue.
Within the broadcast channel.
“Tower calling CM3766.”
“Tower calling CM3766.”
“Tower calling CM3766.”
Over and over, yet still no answer.
Madison listened intently, her focus entirely on the sea’s surface
nearby.
As long as she didn’t see smoke or fire, she took it as a good sign.
It meant, at least, Ethan was still out there.
But as time passed without a response, her heartbeat quickened.
Ethan…
Piloting a local armed Mi-24 helicopter, the woman flew in tight. circles across the sky, drawing the
attention of many in the residential area below..
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At a small coastal line.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
When Ethan dragged Michael to shore, a shell was expelled from his mouth.
Michael looked up at the ominous sky, “Is this… hell?”
Not too far away, Ethan, drenched to the bone, was kneeling on the ground, gasping for air.
He had maneuvered into a dense cloud bank to evade the smaller ne, which immediately lost its
bearings.
Ethan then circled back, deliberately drawing the small ne’s
attention.
Apparently enraged, the pilot of the small ne charged straight at
him.
Being smaller and more agile, it had an advantage.
Ethan led it off course, hoping for support.
But the pilot seemed crazed, aiming for his ne’s tail.
Ethan’s reflexes allowed him to avoid most of the impact, but the tail was still clipped.
The ne momentarily lost bnce.
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The smaller ne, unable to withstand the collision, tumbled and fell from the sky.
Ethan used every skill his mother had taught him to keep the ne from crashing.
Noticing the sea ahead, he sped past residential areas, aiming for the
water.
Finally, the half-tailed ne, shuddering violently, plunged into the sea.
As they neared the surface, Michael heeded Ethan’s instructions to open the door.
On autopilot, Ethan and Michael, equipped with small parachutes, leaped out.
The ne continued its unsteady flight before crashing into the sea two minutester, bursting into
mes on impact.
Whether it exploded beneath the waves was beyond Ethan’s concern as hey gasping on the
shore.
The area was deserted; without any belongings, their only ho
rescue.
But Ethan was injured.
His legs and arms werecerated from struggling against the parachute cords in the shallow waters,
striving to keep his head above water.
Michael was injured too, not severely, but not lightly either.
He shakily rose and tore off his shirt to bandage the wound at the root of Ethan’s thigh.
“Where else?” Michael’s voice trembled.
“Speak up! Where else are you hurt?”
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Ethan, lying on the ground, merely gasped for air, silent.
“Ethan?”
“Ethan!” Michael held his head and wept aloud, “You left me alone in this godforsaken ce; you
might as well have taken me with you!”
“Ah… I’m not ready to die yet…”
“Your saliva…” Ethan’s weak voice broke through, “Wipe it… wipe off your saliva…”
He pushed Michael away, frowning with distaste, “It almostnded on my face.”
Michael, disheveled with tears on hisshes, looked at him expressionlessly.
“How much bad karma did I umte in myst life to know you?”
Ethan leaned against a rock, his face and lips gradually draining
color.
He hadn’t removed his clothes, not letting Michael know that something seemed to have punctured
his back.
Otherwise, Michael would probably cry even harder.
He stayed with him, at least until someone came to rescue him.
The weather by the sea was as fickle as the pages of a book, changing with each turn.
Soon, the sky darkened with the threat of a storm.
Michael clung to Ethan, his voice breaking, “Ethan, hold on a little longer, someone wille.”
He bit his lip, sneakily ncing at his left palm, now stained with Ethan’s blood seeping from his
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