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Chapter 184: 181 The Storm
Chapter 184: Chapter 181 The Storm
Dark clouds rolled in suddenly, and just as Bi Fang realized what was happening, the sun was already obscured.
The white-hot lightning cleaved the sky, and Etienne felt as though the bolt had split his mind as well, leaving a void.
Fear, like a cold snake, slithered from the bottom of his heart, spreading to every limb. He wanted to pull the control stick to land the plane, but his body seemed frozen, moving even a finger was impossible.
The wind grew stronger, and the geese started to struggle in flight, wavering, desperately trying to keep on course.
Bi Fang pressed down on Etienne’s shoulders, stopping the shaking. From his vantage point, the shallow gray sea was tumultuous, as if giant sea creatures were about to break the surface, waves several meters high crashing against the cliff below, while the light from a distant lighthouse monotonously swept over the sea.
Etienne’s tongue was tied, his teeth chattering, “Maybe we should… should go back…”
Bi Fang shook his head, “It’s too late. How long has it been since we last saw that island? An hour or two? Can you fly back accurately? And did you see the direction of the clouds? They’re coming our way.”
If they turned back now, they would be racing against the dark clouds, the more they tried to escape, the less likely they were to succeed.
To die, lost in the unrecognizable paths of the sea.
“Located at the fluctuating edge of extreme latitudes, the North Sea is prone to frequent cyclonic activities, especially in winter. From November to March every year, storms often occur, possibly generating waves several meters high, or even over 10 meters. We’ve now encountered one.”
Bi Fang had worried about the condition of the North Sea when he first calculated the latitude and longitude; his nightmare had become a reality. (!!!)
[So what do we do now?]
[Are we screwed?]
Bi Fang’s words, like thunder from a clear sky, not only stunned Etienne but also the viewers.
The dark clouds hung low, with the sea below rolling restlessly. Black cliffs sliced through the black waters, leaving behind white trails.
Peter wrapped in a small blanket, his heart pounding wildly, could hardly imagine how to survive a storm of this magnitude, whether to keep flying or land amidst the raging waves—all seemed like a slim chance at life!
Gwendolyn, who was watching with him, suddenly shouted with excitement, “Wait, isn’t there a lighthouse? We must be near the coast!”
No sooner had she spoken than a forked lightning illuminated the sky, and the stone cross atop the distant lighthouse broke from its base, plunging the figure of Jesus toward the sea, shattering upon impact, as if the whole world was collapsing…
Gwendolyn quickly grabbed Peter’s blanket and wrapped herself tightly in it.
The majestic force of Nature was awe-inspiring and intimidating.
Countless people following the migratory birds had now stopped in their tracks.
Elvan, Lenin, Johnny, seeing the fans chasing on videos…
Unanimously, they parked their cars on the side of the road, watching the grand yet dangerous live stream with anxious expressions.
Bi Fang noticed Shuiyou talking about the lighthouse, but he shook his head, “It’s no use, lighthouses serve many purposes, indicating direction, marking dangerous sea areas, route lighthouses, not all are close to the coast.”
Clearly, this particular lighthouse was not one close to the coast. They could not go back.
“So what do we do now?” Despite facing the storm, Etienne listened with increasing alarm, feeling cold to his bones, and his hand on the control stick as if searing hot. He wished he could turn around and flee, but Bi Fang firmly held his shoulders.
“Crank the engine to maximum, then let me take over!”
“What?”
Etienne had barely processed the question when Bi Fang had already unbuckled his seatbelt, reaching out to him.
“Don’t worry, the plane is steady, it’ll only take a dozen seconds, or even less!”
“OK, OK!”
Etienne took a deep breath, slowly unbuckled his seatbelt, and reached out his hand towards Bi Fang.
A forked lightning vanished in the clouds, followed by a thunderous roar.
Etienne cried out in fright, retracting the hand he had just extended.
Thousands of tons of water fell towards the earth, waves on the sea growing higher and higher, they were practically flying through a waterfall!
Rain lashed against the wings as Bi Fang roared.
“Where is the courage you had when facing the lynx? Where has it gone!” “Look at the geese, they can’t hold on any longer! What was the purpose of bringing them out? To watch them die in the storm?”
Etienne turned his head to look, and the geese that had been neatly arranged were now scattered by the strong wind, with occasionally one being blown far away and taking a long time to fly back.
It wasn’t just them struggling, the geese were too, they were never afraid of the storm, only afraid of losing Etienne. For this reason, no matter how strong the wind, they had to desperately keep up.
“You’ve given them courage, and they’ve returned to you with trust! Etienne, listen to me, reach out your hand!”
Etienne looked down, seeing the waves collide and disappear, leaving behind white foam, like a silver ingot with a finely etched surface.
Once the geese got lost in the storm, they would never return.
“Ah!”
Etienne roared out loud, closed his eyes, and reached out his hand, entrusting everything to Bi Fang.
“Good!”
Bi Fang shouted angrily, grabbed Etienne’s arm tightly, and yanked him backward. Just as he disconnected from his seat, the severely shaking plane suddenly veered to one side, almost flying at a forty-five-degree angle!
The sudden weightlessness made Etienne’s feet slip, and he fell from the plane.
“Etienne!”
Elvan’s pupils shrank suddenly as he pounded the steering wheel like a madman. The horn blared, startling a flock of birds.
“Fall down, all of you fall down!”
Johnny opened his mouth wide, issuing the most vicious curse, hoping the migration plan would meet its end. Nobody pays attention to the losers, and naturally, nobody would notice the flaws in his report.
With no ships, no lifeboats, not even life jackets, falling meant certain death!
“Damn it!”
Johnny slammed his fist on the steering wheel, his hopes were dashed as Bi Fang held tightly onto Etienne!
In such a situation, how could Bi Fang be caught off guard? The moment Etienne began to fall, Bi Fang grabbed him with both hands, then slowly pulled him up.
Fortunately, the plane Elvan had prepared wasn’t purely a glider; to be precise, it was an engine-equipped light aircraft, otherwise, they would have been powerless against the storm.
But now the plane was being blown increasingly off course by the wind, and it was less than three hundred meters from the sea surface.
[Go Etienne, Master Fang, go!]
[Come on, Old Fang!]
[Lord Mu has gifted the host 10 Spaceships]
[Nanana, that’s me, gifted the host 6 Spaceships—Keep it up, Master Fang!]
[Fat Cat Pete gifted the host 1 Spaceship]
Countless people were sending their blessings at this moment, praying that the two could overcome the difficulty together.
Bi Fang did not disappoint the expectation, using both arms, he pulled the stunned Etienne back to his seat, fastened his seatbelt securely, and took the pilot’s seat when the plane was less than two hundred meters above the sea surface!
At the critical moment, Bi Fang pushed the control stick, stepped on the pedals, and the plane adjusted its direction, at less than a hundred meters from the sea’ surface, but it was too late.
The plane was unable to adjust its course properly, at best, Bi Fang’s actions turned a forty-five-degree tilt into thirty degrees!
It was still drifting towards the sea surface!
Etienne gasped for air, at this moment his brain had completely crashed, unable to think too much, mechanically watching Bi Fang control the plane.
“Damnit!”
In a panic, Bi Fang unbuckled his seatbelt, and under the shocked gazes of everyone, he secured the control stick and on his own reached for the plane’s left wing, putting his entire body weight onto it!
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