Xia Liang didn't need to think to understand what the captain meant; he was saying it was too dangerous.
But no matter how dangerous it was, it had to be done. Otherwise, the copilot would surely die. With such a powerful wind blasting in, one or two minutes was already the human limit. Any longer, and death was certain.
Gripping the left-side stick, Xia Liang pushed it down firmly, and the entire plane immediately began a thirty-degree nosedive.
At such a high speed, this single maneuver instantly threw the inside of the plane into disarray. He couldn't see into the cabin, but he could guess that the majority of the passengers must have started to feel dizzy, and some of the flight attendants had probably been thrown to the floor.
But he had no other choice. It was necessary.
