The distant mountains put away the last ray of sunset, and the cold night poured down.

Furukawa Kumisa has never had such a broad vision, overlooking the mountains and rivers from an altitude of tens of millions of meters.

Human strength seems so small in the setting sun and solitary smoke, and so weak in the silence of the long night.

She felt that her heart was almost jumping out of her throat, and her hand holding the steering column was trembling slightly.

Toru Amuro, who was next to him, noticed Furukawa Kumisa's strange fear, and he spoke: "Calm down, Furukawa."

The system has been trying to calm her down in her head, but she just can't stop shaking.

Amuro Toru could see her uneasiness: "What are you afraid of?"

What is she afraid of? People trained in the organization, even technicians, should not be timid like this.

Every minute since joining the organization, they have been prepared to die at any time.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro's tone became a little confused: "Are you afraid of death?"

"Why not?" Furukawa Kumisa's mind was highly nervous, and some words blurted out without thinking.

"I'm only in my twenties, I still have a great life to live, and I still have so many things I want to do that I haven't done yet. Why can't I be afraid of death?"

She has traveled through so many worlds, tried her best to cater to the system, and conquer the target objects. Isn't the only purpose of working so hard just to survive and live the ordinary life she wants?

Why can't she be afraid of death? She is scared to death.

"And now I don't live alone.

"When I just checked the flight number, I took a look at our flight, Airbus A321 flight. All 185 seats were sold out. Including 7 crew members, there are now a total of 192 lives on this flight, Bourbon."

Having said this, Furukawa Kumisa began to mock: "You won't understand, you people... won't understand the value and weight of life.

"Nearly two hundred living lives are weighing on you, and the decision is in your hands... How could I not be afraid?"

Toru Amuro looked at the vast night outside the cockpit and fell silent.

He was indifferent when he heard Furukawa Kumisa's trembling breathing, and even mocked when he heard Furukawa Kumisa say "fear of death", but when Furukawa Kumisa talked about two hundred lives, he was completely silent.

As he thought, she was afraid of death - while she was afraid of her own death, she would not be able to save nearly two hundred living lives.

Her trembling stems from the fear of death, but also from the reverence for life.

Suddenly he couldn't speak.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke again, but his tone softened slightly.

"Don't think nonsense. Look at the height of the dashboard, think about the operations I just told you, and check the various buttons. It is more useful than thinking about 'what to do if it crashes' ten thousand times here."

Bourbon's words were right. Furukawa Kumisa took a deep breath, shook off the sweat from his hands, and held the joystick again.

"okay, I get it."

The plane descended slowly in the night, and in the distance was the vast sea. The night and water merged at the end of the sky. Viewed from a height, the boundaries were almost indistinguishable. The neon lights of Sapporo flashed in the night, and the lights were bright.

The new Chitose Airport has begun to take shape.

Toru Amuro looked at the cruising altitude and said in a deep voice: "Get ready..."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

“Ahhhh——”

"Ahhhh——"

"what happened?!"

The moment the fuselage shook violently, Furukawa Kumisa's mind was confused. The joystick in her hand escaped from her strength and fell down hard. Suddenly, there were screams one after another in the cabin, which shook her heart.

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She adjusted her breathing and manipulated the joystick twice as she had previously mastered: "Amuro-kun, the elevator seems to be stuck!"

At the same time, the voice of the flight attendant came from the communication phone in the cabin: "There is an abnormal noise at the tail of the plane!"

Toru Amuro frowned and tried to pull up the falling joystick, but the joystick was stuck. He knew that Furukawa Kumisa was right, there was something wrong with the elevator.

The elevator is an important component that controls the takeoff and landing of the aircraft. If there is a problem with the elevator...

"Furukawa, pull up the joystick."

Furukawa Kumisa tried his best to move the joystick twice, but to no avail. He started sweating on his head: "No, I can't move, it's stuck!"

"Okay, don't be nervous, relax."

Toru Amuro was so comforting, but his eyebrows were getting more and more frowned. He pressed the bell and ordered the flight attendant: "Let everyone return to their seats and fasten their seat belts."

Furukawa Kumisa thought of something and shouted into the intercom: "There are also those three lying on the ground! Help them to the empty seats!"

At the same moment she finished speaking, the joystick in her hand swung away hard to the left, and her hand followed suit.

"The joystick is shifting to the left!"

She gritted her teeth and exerted force to the right, but she couldn't pull it back at all. Toru Amuro was also struggling with the operating lever in her hand, but it didn't help.

For a moment, the only sounds left in the cabin were the two people's violent breathing and the mechanical sound of "clack-clack" as the control lever was swung.

"Amuro-kun, what..."

After a stalemate like this for two seconds, the plane suddenly dropped its nose and dived rapidly downwards!

"Ahhhh——"

The panicked screams in the cabin came through the door panel of the cockpit. Furukawa Kumisa looked at the plummeting scene ahead from a first-person perspective, and his heart almost stopped.

"Amuro-kun! What to do! The plane is diving! The descent rate is too high!!"

Toru Amuro's voice was no longer quiet, and he raised his voice: "The engine power has been reduced! It's the lever in the middle! Pull it back!"

Furukawa Kumisa moved the moment he spoke. She pulled the engine power lever, but she couldn't resist the power of the plane's own dive.

The altitude number on the instrument panel was decreasing rapidly. Seeing that it had dropped below 30,000, Furukawa Kumisa gritted his teeth and finally pulled the power lever back.

The plane's descent speed gradually slowed down, but it was still diving.

Toru Amuro glanced around at the instruments, trying to analyze possible problems, while connecting to the tower.

"Sapporo, Sapporo, JL503 is diving downward at a high rate of descent! The elevator has lost control and the hydraulic system has lost pressure. It is initially determined that the cause of the problem is fixed propeller stalling!"

After the report, I heard him look back at Furukawa Kumisa: "Turn on the backup pump!"

Thanks to Furukawa Kumisa's abnormal memory, she instantly realized the location of the backup pump in her mind, raised her head and pressed it to turn on the backup pump.

The plane was still descending, and the violent shaking caused the sweat on her forehead to fall into her eyes, causing a stinging pain, but she had no time to wipe it away.

A calm voice from the tower came over the radio: "JL503, this is Sapporo, reporting data! Are you saying that your plane is losing control?"

Toru Amuro glanced at the instrument: "Yes, we are diving rapidly, and the altitude has now reached 28,000!"

His voice was somewhat distorted by the violent trembling of the plane. The screams outside the cabin covered up the out-of-control sound of the control stick in the cabin. Furukawa Kumisa felt that his whole body was shaking with the turbulence of the plane.

"Furukawa! Prepare for emergency landing! Put down all landing devices!"

Listening to Tohru Amuro's words, Furukawa Kumisa's mind was racing through the descent process.

"Lift, lift speed controller... landing gear, landing gear is here..."

Furukawa Kumisa was mumbling while operating the buttons one by one. Suddenly, she thought of something and turned back to look at Toru Amuro.

"The landing gear can be opened! It's not a problem with the hydraulic system!"

Toru Amuro was startled when he heard this, and he also reacted, but then the expression on his face became even more ugly - it's not the hydraulic system, so what's the problem?

Furukawa Kumisa tried to recall the information he had read in his mind: "Amuro-kun, try draining the fuel!"

Toru Amuro did not hesitate, picked up the intercom and applied to the tower: "Sapporo, Sapporo, jl503, this is jl503, our plane is descending rapidly at an altitude of 23,000, it is not a problem with the hydraulic system, we apply to release fuel!"

The control tower seemed to be discussing the problem of the plane, but there was no immediate response.

Toru Amuro gritted his teeth and ignored the reply received from the tower. He turned to Furukawa Kumisa and said, "Just release it!"

Furukawa Kumisa couldn't care less, opened the fuel valve and started to drain the oil.

The force of the plane's straight descent has not weakened, and the reply from the tower came belatedly: "Approval to turn on the fuel."

Furukawa Kumisa gritted his teeth: Thank you, we have released him!

Furukawa Kumisa took advantage of the gap in breathing to touch the sweat on her head, and now she had calmed down.

"Amuro-kun, how are you doing there?"

Toru Amuro didn't look at her, his eyes were fixed on the rapidly falling scene in front of him.

"Same as you, the joystick is stuck. We may need to disengage the autopilot and go back to manual mode."

Furukawa Kumisa almost couldn't breathe: "You say it again??"

Toru Amuro ignored her screams and just ordered: "Open the flaps!"

Furukawa Kumisa subconsciously did as he said: "Providing upward power, right? Flaps, flaps here...how many degrees?"

"30 degrees!"

After Furukawa Kumisa finished the operation, the aircraft trembled again, and finally stabilized under the lift of the flaps.
To be continued...