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    His voice was sudden and continuous: "Go back to your seat and sit down! Fasten your seat belt!"

    There are also walking passengers and flight attendants in the aisle.

    Song Chu thought to himself, it's too late.

    All he could do was grab a passing flight attendant tightly.

    In just two seconds, the entire fuselage shook violently, with enough force to throw people flying.

    The criss-cross flashes outside the window continued one after another, like an atomic bomb explosion.  The rainwater hit the fuselage and made a loud noise.  Accompanied by the violent shaking, the plane also made scary creaking noises everywhere, and the whole plane seemed to be torn apart.

    The huge Boeing 787 was being "dragged" and swallowed by the cumulonimbus, an extremely terrifying behemoth, making a desperate and powerless cry.

    Song Chu's only hope is that the fuselage will not be damaged, and the engine will not stall

    However, now it seems that it is very difficult.

    The news of the loss of cu983 shocked the entire China Eastern Airlines and the aviation industry.

    Radar could not track the aircraft's position, and several airway control centers guiding the flight also completely lost contact with the aircraft.

    Sheng Jinchu got the news during a high-level meeting. The entire meeting room was noisy, and China Eastern Airlines was in chaos.

    An air crash is enough to bring down a company.

    Sheng Jinchu's heart reacted before her consciousness, and by the time she figured out something, she had already slumped on a chair with all four limbs limp.

    The collapse of her body broke all the muscles and bones that she had supported so tightly for several days.  Those things that she had tightly sealed up seamlessly burst out from the torn body, intensified and gnawed at her.

    Sheng Jinchu subconsciously grasped the fabric on her chest, unable to tell where it hurt. As she inhaled, her eye sockets became hot, and soon the entire conference room became foggy.

    Can't sit down any longer.

    Sheng Jinchu thought so, she stood up while leaning on the edge of the table, and quickly walked out of the conference room.

    In the corridor, Jiang Aihua called. She was originally asking where something in the house was placed, but Sheng Jinchu didn't hear it clearly. When she heard Jiang Aihua's voice, she immediately choked up, and then burst into tears: "Mom woo"

    Jiang Aihua immediately panicked; "What's wrong, Xiao Chu? What happened?" Since she was a child, she has never been like this.

    Sometimes Jiang Aihua was heartbroken because of Sheng Jinchu's boredom, and wondered if she was emotionally flawed?

    When Sheng Jin first entered the elevator, tears had already covered her entire face. If someone from Eastern Airlines saw it, it would be inconceivable.

    However, I can't even take care of it.

    All weakness is the most primitive instinctive reaction, just like the weakest and most helpless childhood, experiencing a sudden sense of sadness as big as the sky falling, frightened and helpless, all you can do is cry.

    "Mom, my heart hurts to death"

    It turns out that she is no stronger than any woman, and losing a loved one will also be heartbreaking.  The result of using all your strength to make yourself look normal is that the energy consumed in the end is much greater than looking for life and death.

    Meeting a person, experiencing a kind of sadness, will tear away all your pretense.

    Jiang Aihua was shocked when he heard the words: "What's wrong with your heart? Hurry up and call an ambulance to go to the hospital"

    Sheng Jinchu knew that no one could cure her illness.

    She went straight to the airway control center.

    The car sped along the frozen white roads of the imperial capital.

    The imperial capital without neon lights, high-rise buildings made of reinforced concrete, lifeless and dead.

    Sheng Jinchu walked through its lifeless veins.

    Song Chu felt pain everywhere. When the plane shook, his body bumped back and forth, as if his bones were about to fall apart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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