Descent from an altitude of 10,000 meters [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 62 Flying at Night

The two returned to the training center, where Chen Jiayu swiped his card to enter. Fang Hao learned the 737-800 simulation three years ago in order to better understand the procedures required for flight, especially the takeoff and landing, so as to facilitate the effective control work. There were three places in the bureau, and a certain subsidy was given to him, so he signed up. The remaining several thousand dollars he paid out of his own pocket - these large machines cost thousands to run for an hour.

Inside the simulator, night falls.

Chen Jiayu was sitting in the driver's seat of the 737-800 simulation cabin, and Fang Hao was sitting in the co-pilot. The two of them were doing the pre-taxi checklist together.

"Let's see how much you remember." Chen Jiayu fastened his seat belt.

"I don't have time to review. I brought out my notebook and textbooks." Fang Hao also sat comfortably, glanced at the instruments in front of him, then flipped through the manual and read out the next item: "Start the handle."

"Get up and read the manual now," Chen Jiayu glanced at him, then moved the start handle: "Slow train stuck."

"Flight control," Fang Hao looked back at him, then smiled slightly and said, "Well, I'm good at reading manuals and reading regulations."

This was the first time he smiled today, and Chen Jiayu felt that he finally felt relieved. "I've flown too many 737-800s in the past two years. I can fly alone, so don't be burdened," he comforted Fang Hao, then concentrated on checking the control panel, and then confirmed: "Check."

"Well, isn't it me accompanying you? Only with a co-pilot can you have a real feeling. Flaps." Fang Hao raised his eyes again and looked at the airport surrounded by night in the simulator. Their first takeoff scene was at the Capital Airport. He was familiar with the runways at the Capital Airport, but he hadn’t been on a 737 simulator in three years. He couldn’t help but sigh at how quickly the system had been updated, and now the simulation was so realistic. Chen Jiayu flew to Hong Kong for an interview and made an emergency landing here. The feeling must be the same as before.

"Flap five degrees." Chen Jiayu pushed the flap handle and affirmed: "Well, thank you for today."

"You're welcome. Ground equipment."

Chen Jiayu also raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and responded: "Evacuate."

A few minutes later, he took off from the simulated Capital Airport under the night with the pole.

Chen Jiayu silently performed the flight operations, and Fang Hao silently flipped through the manual. The cooperation between the two was considered smooth. The only time there was a problem was when executing a runway-changing emergency landing project. Fang Hao set a new runway on the FMC as the end point, but when he got there, the autopilot did not start to glide and land according to the runway he entered.

Chen Jiayu looked at the altimeter and read: "The altitude is still 9800."

Fang Hao was a little confused: "Autopilot... why don't you lower the altitude?" He turned over the quick checklist in his hand, then frowned: "It's not in this manual."

Chen Jiayu glanced at him again. Fang Hao was also a little nervous and began to check the various indicators and instruments in front of him. When he turned his attention to the FMC screen, Chen Jiayu raised his right leg and lightly kicked his stool.

Fang Hao realized that the problem might be related to FMC: "Did I enter the wrong runway? It's impossible..."

Chen Jiayu then said: "We flew too far. Let's fly to the fifth side again."