On the African continent, a Boeing 787 was presenting an incredibly crazy scene.
This was also the craziest thing A-Yu and A-Dian had ever done, piloting a large airliner to make an emergency landing in such a hostile environment. If A-Dian hadn't been lucky enough to spot a relatively flatter plain, he probably would have been writing his will by now.
At an altitude of five hundred meters, the plane began to dive, a sensation of weightlessness came over them.
As they got closer and closer to the ground, the landing gear was deployed, and the massive airliner plunged down with an overwhelming sense of oppression.
An hour ago, this flight had lost contact, and with the captain, co-pilot, and all the maintenance crew poisoned, compounded by the shortage of fuel, they had no choice but to make an emergency landing; returning to the airport was not an option.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo—"
