My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 51

Meanwhile, in the cockpit of the aircraft, trouble was brewing.

Lucas Nolan was in his captain’s uniform, and his big hands were focused on maneuvering the plane.

His handsome face was stern and strict, while his gaze was fully focused on the front view of his cockpit.

There was a strong echo displayed on the radar, which appeared as a huge red blip on the large map. Only a small portion of the area on the map was shown in yellow, and there was hardly any area shown in green.

The airborne radar was showing signs of a thunderstorm ahead. In terms of weather variance, a thunderstorm of this magnitude was possibly the most dangerous situation that any pilot could face.

On the radar, the red represented an area affected by a thunderstorm. Yellow indicated an area that one could fly through, albeit cautiously, while green signified a safe zone.

This time, unfortunately, almost all the blips on the radar were displayed in red.

Lucas knew that this approaching thunderstorm covered a very vast area.

“Damn! Captain Nolan, what should we do now?” His co-pilot Fred was feeling nervous. His forehead was drenched with cold sweat.

He had been flying with Lucas for a long time and had never encountered such a situation before.

How did Captain Nolan manage to face such dangers without even a change in his expression? One wrong move, one wrong decision, and the entire plane full of passengers would be in great jeopardy!

“We must go around!”

Lucas’ face was unflinching and solemn, filled with decisive determination.

His gaze was sharp, staring head-on without a trace of panic as though what was in front of him was not a matter of life or death, but rather just another ordinary flight day.

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avoid the thunderstorm.” Lucas scanned the readings on the control

contacting the air control for permission to fly around. The

changes were simply too

aircraft flying through, especially for airplanes

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them, “Your 558X does not have enough distance and

commanded Fred, “Begin the

“You may ascent.

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