48 Hours a Day

Chapter 295: Soul

The captain was still worried that the new candidates' astronauts would have a shaking and psychological shadow after witnessing the death of their companions in front of him, but from the results of the assessment, he seemed overwhelmed this time.

Given the time constraints, the training had been resumed in the afternoon.

As originally scheduled, flight training followed immediately after boarding, but this time, unlike in the past, there were no trainers sitting behind them.

After more than a month of intensive training, participants are approaching their first solo flight.

NASA has always attached great importance to flight classes, calling them "space-preparedness training", and the situation of pilots and spacecraft pilots have much in common, such as the need to constantly judge current safety conditions, mission priorities, weather conditions, fuel volumes and flight routes in the sky… and then make decisions over a short period of time based on the information gathered.

In the event of an aircraft malfunction or other emergency, the driver must respond correctly, and they all need to maintain contact with the radio and ground control centres.

Flight training has therefore been a top priority in training and one in which players devote the most time.

But just moments after the morning “accident”, the killer was not found, not even the NASA accident report came out, and one can only guess what caused the crash of the Moon Trainer and the man named Anthony on it.

Most importantly, nobody knows exactly how they did it.

With the exception of the young man accused of sneaking out at night, none of the others appeared to have ever left the centre, and almost everyone was usually active together, and no one should reasonably have had early access to the moon climbing training aircraft.

Anthony was the first to board the training, and all the other players stood next to the captain at that time, because Zhang Heng's grades were basically locked first, and he didn't focus exclusively on the Moon Boarding machine or put some effort into others, but no obvious anomalies were found during this period.

A supernatural force?

Considering that all the players entering the copy are likely to carry game props, which is the most reasonable explanation at this time, there are many possibilities.

Zhang Heng can understand why intellectual-looking middle-aged people want to find the killer so badly, because if this doesn't work out, everyone will have a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

However, as long as the main line of work is not completed, everyone can only continue to train with a hard scalp.

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After all, a major accident had just taken place and tension appeared on the side of Cape Canaveral Air Force Base, where the training jet had been repeatedly inspected by ground crews to ensure that there were no more mechanical failures.

Zhang Heng changed into a special flight suit, wore a helmet and an oxygen mask, and sat in the cockpit. This may indeed be the first time for other players to fly alone. However, in previous transitional copies, he had already flown many times alone. In fact, the flight instructor sitting in the back had been praising him for his performance while training with the T-38.

Zhang Heng LV1's aeroplane driving skills may not be comparable to those of a professional pilot, but it is sufficient to cope with the current copy. Especially after this period of strengthening and consolidation, all he lacks is flight experience.

The young and high school students in the front had completed flight training, which also allowed the rest of the players to put their minds back a little bit.

Zhang Heng was the third person to train. He fastened his seat belt, unplugged the safety pin of the ejection seat, opened the flat screen, the lower screen, and the corresponding electric gate, connected the aircraft's radar, flight control, communication system, engine system, started the APU and engine, checked the dashboard, and confirmed everything was fine.

Later, an OK gesture was made to the outside ground crew, who helped him remove the ladder and wheel stop and unplug the power. Zhang Heng loosened the brake and let the plane slide out of the hangar to reach the runway.

There is still wind in the afternoon, but it is much better than the morning weather, most notably the sunshine, which is still good for flying.

At 13: 45, Zhang Heng spoke to the tower, asked for takeoff, pushed the left hand throttle to the maximum after approval, accelerated the plane to 220 km/h, then pulled the joystick back and completed a nice liftoff.

The plane left the ground smoothly, Zhang Heng swept the eye posture gauge, confirmed the elevation and slope of the head, and headed towards the target point of the mission.

The training required him to find a frigate called the Miller at sea before returning.

The task is not too complicated. Especially for Zhang Heng, he just needs to be careful not to miss the goal. After confirming everything is normal, he even has leisure time to admire the view outside the window.

It has to be admitted that the game has indeed changed him in many ways.

Six months ago, even if he was crazy, he wouldn't have thought about what would happen today. You know, even the rich generation, the high spot would just stay in the five-ring car racing fantasy that he was the stimulus of Takumi Fujiwara, and he had already flown in fighter jets over the territorial waters of the United States.

At 13: 52, Zhang Heng spoke to the tower for the second time, reporting his flight altitude and Mach count, while also checking the fuel volume of the aircraft, which remained normal, although the sunlight outside the window was a little dazzling.

Zhang Heng found the target frigate in less than 10 minutes. At 13: 59 he spoke to the tower for the third time. After confirming that the mission had been completed, Zhang Heng turned back and sailed.

However, he flew only four and a half minutes and the fuselage suddenly began to tremble violently. Zhang Heng saw the engine on the left side of the fighter flying through the glass of the cockpit, as it rolled with smoke.

His ear immediately sounded a thrilling alarm, while the communication channel heard the tower commander, "David, what's going on? ”

“I might have hit something, a gull or something.” Zhang Hengdao simultaneously shut down the ignition engine at the first time.

“Can you still fly back, David? ”

Zhang Heng looked at the falling altimeter on the dashboard, "Let me try. ”

Until now, Zhang Heng remained calm. In the transitional copy, he and Armstrong had practiced how to deal with the situation. However, he had just controlled the flight state and had not been able to lift the fuselage in time, and the only engine left on the right had made a loud noise.

The fighters lost all power in just half a minute.