7 Snakes on a plane
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7 Snakes on a plane
In the movie, after Willie broke open the window, it had seemed that the suction power of the wind was not particularly strong and focused only on lifting the snakes up, Nick knew that it was simply bad CGI but kinda hoped for that to happen as well.
The broken window after all would be overwhelmingly powerful, whizzing all the unfixed objects out of the plane and into the open sky, that’s exactly what happened.
Under the impact of multiple large objects getting sucked out of the plane, the broken window quickly turned into a five foot hole that auction power only grew stronger.
The other people were okay.
Although they couldn’t open their eyes because of the wind, they were still fixed on their seats, but Rick and Troy were in trouble.
With his own weight advantage, Troy has not been blown by the wind, but he is also unable to move forward.
As for Rick, if he was any lighter, there was a major risk of him being shot out by the wind.
Seeing this situation, Nick used his newfound strength from absorbing the 6 ‘5 man and tightly tied the rope around Troy and Rick before climbing forward, the rope going taut and creaking.
Feeling his arms bulging and muscles threatening to burst from the strength required to carry all that weight against the wind, Nick was finally able to climb into the cockpit before he started to pull on the rope.
Nick heard yelps of pain as Troy and Rick felt the rope digging into their bodies as Nick was playing tug of war with the wind, but there was nothing that could be done about it.
With the help of Nick’s pulling and them trying as well, they were finally able to climb into the cockpit after a minute of grueling effort.
Nick grabbed the cockpit door frame with one hand, and pulled Troy’s arm with the other, dragging him into the cockpit and doing the same with Rick.
Grabbing a hold of the door, Nick used every ounce of strength to close it as he felt the wind trying to rip the door off its hinges and fly out of the plane.
The moment the door closed, the terrible pressure around them disappeared instantly as it suddenly became quiet.
Nick had no time to rest as he quickly untied the ropes on Rick and Troys.
The two quickly sat down in the pilot’s seat, and after observing the situation of the plane for a while, they made moves to control the plane to lower its altitude while getting in touch with the airport tower.
“…Los Angeles International Airport, this is South Pacific Airlines Flight 121.
I am the newest pilot, Troy, and sitting next to me is my brother from another mother, Co-pilot Rick…”
Even if it was the first time he tried to fly a plane in such a life or death situation, Troy was so excited that he involuntarily started to babble non-stop.
Nick paid no attention as he broke open the floor door to the cock pit and saw a pale blue Willie laying at the bottom of the ladder, holding onto the bottom rung for dear life as the air tugged on his weakened body.
Nick reached down and lifted the dying man out of the wind.
“We are going to be landing this bitch of a plane on your airstrip whether you like it or not, so we are advising you to halt all flights until this situation has been taken care of.
The situation?
The situation is that a shit ton of snakes are on the plane!” Troy yelled out, not using the formal tone that flught control expected from their pilots.
As Troy was speaking, Rick was too busy flipping switches and buttons, making sure everything was going okay and allowed Troy to notify the airport.
Looking down at his dying partner, Nick felt an overwhelming sense of hopelessness take over him.
This was the first time since coming to this world that Nick wasn’t in control of the situation, the plane was being flown by others and Nick couldn’t help his partner get better.
An unconscious desire for power grew in him at that moment, Nick didn’t know what he wanted out of this life but he knew that he couldn’t relax until he reached a level of strength that such dangers wouldn’t worry him.
At this time, a nervous echo came from the headset, “Flight 121, flight tower has received your call, and all runways have been evacuated.
I must ask, is the person I’m speaking to have experience piloting planes?
“Of course,” Troy nodded without shame, “Though I haven’t flown a passenger plane before, I have driven all models from F22 to F35.” Hearing this, even Rick took a second to smile as he was getting the plane back under control.
The flight tower was obviously relieved, “Then we are really lucky to have someone so experienced in flying military aircraft.
Which flying brigade do you serve in?”
“Uh…Super Ace Pilot!”
The headset fell into deathly silence.
After a while, the flight tower hesitated before finally asking, “Sir, do you mean that your ‘actual’ flying experience is all from playing computer games?”
“No of course.
it!” Troy defended.
“Super Ace pilot is a flight simulator, it is very realistic, it is almost exactly the same as flying a real plane.
It’s not a game!”
“I see…
Please follow the close instructions from co-pilot Rick Maltese and be ready for your arrival” the man in the flight towers said, already having been informed by N.I.A.
about the situation.
“Yeah yeah, just tell me the VHF navigation parameters and flight vector parameters, I can handle the rest.” Troy said without paying mind to their concerns.
The flight tower sighed helplessly, and told Troy a series of parameters and emphasised “Sir, your plane is now in a tailwind state.
I suggest you reverse directions and land from runways 2-4 upwind, it’ll only take 15 minutes.”
Grabbing Troy’s headset, Nick spoke sternly into the microphone “No can do flight command, the plane has been badly damaged and there are a large number of wounded people on the plane who are in urgent need of an venom antidotez.
We can’t wait the extra fifteen minutes ”
“But sir, if you land like this, the speed is too fast, you will probably run off the runway.”
“Just keep the runway clear for the pilots!” Nick returned the headset before grabbing the intercoms of the plane.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, please stay strapped in as we are about to land shortly.
Your going to experience some extreme turbulence, this will be very bumpy”
Looking over at Troy, Nick couldn’t see a hint of nervousness on his face and was shocked at how confident the man is as even the actual co-pilot Rick had cold sweats.
‘I guess dying doing what you love, wouldn’t be so bad.’
As the plane closed onto the runway, they opened up the landing gear and with a few violent bumps, the wheels finally slammed into the earth.
“Slow down, slow down…please slow down!” Troy held the steering wheel tightly, gritted his teeth as he pushed down as Rick was heavily pushing on the breaks.
Even with their combined efforts, Nick can tell that the plane is still moving too fast.
“Brakes!
Rick, step on the brake!”
Nick yelled.
“I am trying to slow it down!
Do you think this is just like driving a car?
This big boy just doesn’t want to slow down!”
Rick yelled out, losing some professionalism in the life of death experiences.
Nick watched as the plane gradually approached the end of the runway and at the end of the runway, a huge billboard seemed to stand menacingly.
“Can you turn us to the left, there is a lot of space on the left, we need to get this big boy out of this runaway!”
Reaching over, Nick grabbed Rick’s controller and at the same time, they both pulled to the left as Troy continued to point the plane down.
The plane was groaning out in stress as the smell of burnt rubber was sifting through the plane, but the plane quickly veered off to the left side of the runway.
“Oh my fucking God!” Troy yelled out as they nearly crashed, only to look up and see that they were heading directly for the flight tower!
Yanking the headset off of Troy, Nick yelled into the microphone.
“Run away!”
The people in the airport tower looked at the plane that was rushing towards them, their eyes widened, and shouting desperately, “Slow down!
You need to slow down!”
“No shit Sherlock!” Troy screamed out as he was doing everything in his power to stop the plane.
From all of the forcing going into stopping the plane, the landing wheel was smoking so much that it caught fire, burning off all of the rubber and leaving the plane to skid on pure metal.
This was actually great for them as they noticed the plane slowing down a lot quicker.
The plane was skidding directly at the control tower, rapidly slowing down as the metal plane rims dug into the ground until it finally came to a halt, with a mere inch in-between the tower and the plane.
At such a close distance, Nick could clearly see the pale faces of the staff in the flight tower.
Letting out a large sigh of relief, Nick picked up the planes intercom, “Ladies and gentlemen, Delta airlines welcome you to Los Angeles.
Please enjoy your stay.”