Chapter 72 Revenge on Xu Songning
"Attention all citizens, thunderstorms are approaching Shanghai, with gale-force winds of level 10 and heavy rainfall. Please close doors and windows tightly and take precautions against rain and lightning. During thunderstorms, please do not stay in open areas to avoid being struck by lightning."
The television repeatedly broadcast news reports about thunderstorms.
Ms. Xu sat on the sofa holding Sanhua, looking worried.
Xu Songning put on his rain boots and held a pair of clean shoes in his hand, ready to change at the airport.
"Goodness, the weather is terrible today, drive carefully," Ms. Xu cautioned.
"Okay, you stay home and take care of Sanhua. There are vegetables in the refrigerator. Don't go out," Xu Songning replied.
As the car drove out of the underground parking garage, a torrential downpour began, causing the trees to sway violently.
The car transformed into a small beetle, slowly moving forward in the rain and mist.
It's been a long time since I've encountered such terrible weather. This kind of weather greatly affects plane landings.
Thunderstorms reduce visibility and can also cause extreme weather phenomena such as wind shear and turbulence, which can seriously affect the smooth flight and landing of aircraft.
Any one of these situations would be dangerous enough. Not to mention that the internal airflow and weather conditions of thunderstorms can change drastically at any time, and this unpredictability poses a great challenge to pilots and air traffic controllers.
In Xu Songning's practical work, she has also encountered complex and severe weather conditions. During the command process, her heart was pounding with tension as the plane followed its trajectory, and she could only relax for a second when the plane was handed over to the control tower.
The control tower is also under pressure. Due to the rain, the runway is slippery and there may be water accumulation, which will reduce the coefficient of friction and decrease braking efficiency.
Every plane landing touches the hearts of all airport staff.
The air pressure inside the radar room was as low as the weather outside, making breathing extremely difficult.
Xu Songning put on his headphones and handed over his shift to his colleagues.
The first thing to do upon taking over is to conduct a radio check, which is the primary element in ensuring the quality of air-to-ground communication.
"Air China 3583, Shanghai Approach, radio inspection, do you need to listen to me?"
"Shanghai Approach, Air China 3583, I'll listen to you five times."
The channel broadcasts a report to incoming aircraft about the situation above Shanghai Airport.
"Attention all personnel, approaching Shanghai. Thunderstorm is located 4 nautical miles west of the airfield and extending northward. We recommend flying eastward or delaying your descent."
The Air China captain, who had just been called by Xu Songning, was staring at the weather map on the screen. The red and yellow areas were mixed together, resembling a pot of "scrambled eggs with tomatoes".
"The weather is absolutely terrible."
The co-pilot sighed, "Brother, we've been circling for half an hour, when are we going to land?"
"There's no rush, let's wait for the controller's instructions."
The captain was experienced and had encountered this situation many times. Half an hour was considered a short detour. He checked the remaining fuel and estimated that he could fly for about two more hours. He thought that once the thunderstorm passed, it shouldn't be a problem.
"The controller is really incompetent. They've been circling for so long, can't they just bypass the thunderstorm area and land?"
The first officer was a smooth talker, and the captain had been annoyed with him the whole way, so he couldn't help but argue with him.
"What? Are the controllers some kind of thunder god or lightning goddess? Can they eliminate extreme weather? If we can land, they'll let us land; if not, we'll just have to wait for further instructions!"
The co-pilot fell silent, picking at the dead skin on his fingers as he stared intently at the weather screen, trying to bore a hole through it.
Xu Songning was also monitoring the weather. There was lightning on the approach path, so he couldn't give the aircraft landing instructions and could only wait for the weather to improve.
The plane couldn't land and kept circling in the sky.
Despite everyone's grievances, why should working people make things difficult for each other? The plane's inability to land is not their fault.
But a pilot still asked a question on the channel.
When will the Shanghai approach finally come down?
That's quite an impolite tone, and it didn't even include a call sign, which is against regulations.
No one else in the channel was talking; they were happy to watch the show, which was a good way to pass the time when they were bored.
"Which caller is calling Shanghai Approach? Repeat your call sign. The signal is unclear." Xu Songning replied calmly. The voice sounded somewhat familiar. She listened to hundreds of captains' voice messages every day, so it was a little difficult to remember it right away.
Aside from Xiang Yun's very distinctive voice, she didn't have much of an impression of other types of voices, such as bubbly voices, irritable voices, generic voices, or voices as cold as death.
The captain was at a loss. The signal was clearly very good, and he had deliberately not announced his call sign, just to make things difficult for Xu Songning. He didn't expect her to ask him to announce his call sign directly. With so many people broadcasting, she couldn't possibly recognize his voice, could she? He awkwardly announced his call sign.
The voice rang out again, and Xu Songning finally found the owner of the voice in the information stored in his brain.
It turned out to be Captain Song, whom we hadn't seen in a long time.
Xu Songning understood, deliberately avoiding any profanity, and using such an aggressive tone to make things difficult for her during work hours.
"Captain Song, we will make arrangements when it is possible to land."
"……"Depend on!
Song Qing'an cursed inwardly, clenching his teeth so hard he wished he could break them.
He's not done with Xu Songning about Meng Ling! That Meng Ling is an ungrateful woman! He gave her so many benefits, and she listened to Xu Songning's instigation, secretly checked his phone while he was asleep after his flight, and even sent the photos to the captains' group, making him lose face completely!
Not only that, Meng Ling also reported him to the company, which resulted in him being grounded for several days.
After he resumed flying, when he met his colleagues, they all looked at him with mocking eyes and teased him about how much of a womanizer he was. They said he was a womanizer to his face, but behind his back, they must have said some really disgusting things about him.
Once something gets out, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever.
Many flight attendants, male flight attendants, and first officers also learned about this. Although they dared not gossip about it in front of Song Qing'an, they were always secretly watching him behind his back.
As they whispered among themselves, Song Qing'an felt as if ants were crawling all over him. He clenched his fists, convinced they were talking behind his back!
In his flight schedule, he didn't fly to Shanghai often, maybe landing there three or four times a month. He had thought about how he would deal with Xu Songning, the woman who had ruined everything, if he encountered her on the broadcasting channel when he landed in Shanghai.
She was probably destined to bring him misfortune; on his most unlucky day, this woman took over and reappeared.
As soon as the voice came out, Song Qing'an knew it was Xu Songning.
The co-pilot had been observing Song Qing'an's expression. He didn't know anything about Song Qing'an's past, but he felt that the captain he was flying with today was not easy to talk to. After the autopilot was activated on the cruise level, the two of them rarely communicated. Song Qing'an always had that gloomy expression, which was more frightening than a thunderstorm.
When the co-pilot heard Song Qing'an openly confront air traffic control without using his call sign, his heart was in his throat.
To everyone's surprise, the female pilot quickly dismissed Song Qing'an's words and even asked him to report his call sign so that someone with a keen eye could find out which captain was flying.
Thinking back carefully, it seems that Song Qing'an's unhappiness stemmed from a flight attendant in the cabin.
During meals—
"Brother Song, isn't it time to eat?" Fu Fei asked cautiously.
During the cruise phase, Song Qing'an was lost in thought when he was interrupted. The reason that had upset him earlier flashed through his mind, and he snorted coldly. The co-pilot, unaware of the reason, dared not speak.
"Call the cabin purser and have Meng Ling bring the meal over, and also peel two apples."
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