I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 677 - 475: Retribution

What on earth was that? The garbled audio was completely unintelligible. Everyone else looked puzzled, but the director was both shocked and delighted when he heard the voice. He waved his hand and shouted at his subordinates.

"Is there anyone who can deal with audio interference? Get them over here now!"

As the director of the ground airport, his knowledge was certainly not lacking. Of course, if you asked him to get a plane airborne, he might not be able to. But when it came to the aircraft’s equipment or the various situations that could arise, he knew them like the back of his hand.

From this audio clip, he heard a significant amount of interference, which he deduced was caused by wind. There shouldn’t be any wind noise inside a cockpit. This meant the previously reported situation had escalated. The windshield might have shattered completely! Of course, if it was the captain’s windshield or if all the windshields had broken, he would have had no chance of survival.

Therefore, the director immediately concluded that only the co-pilot’s windshield must have shattered. This was good news, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Now we need to confirm the exact situation on the plane. I just hope there’s no more bad news.

"Director! I can handle the audio interference!"

While the director was pondering this, one of his subordinates suddenly stood up and shouted proudly. The director turned and saw the man’s confident smile, as if he had everything under control. Though the sight gave him a flicker of hope, the director was suddenly overcome with inexplicable anger and cursed at him.

"In a crisis like this, if you can fix it, then go fix it! Why are you telling me? Do you expect me to praise you for it?!"

Facing the director’s fierce, spit-flinging rebuke, the man instinctively ducked his head. Realizing his mistake, he hurried over to the computer and began working.

It was clear this person was truly capable. After fiddling with the computer for a short while, everyone heard a much clearer voice over the speakers.

"Director, I’ve filtered out the noise," the man said. "From now on, our subsequent conversation will have the interference automatically blocked. I can’t do anything about the audio coming from their end, though."

"That’s enough."

The director nodded. I didn’t expect to have such talent in my own department. Looks like I’ll need to keep an eye on him. Then again, maybe our usual tasks are too easy. If people have the spare time to learn these kinds of skills, it seems I need to increase their workload from now on.

He picked up the microphone and spoke with a stern expression.

"Hello, Flight 9728, can you hear me? Please respond if you can!"

On the other end, Xia Liang, who had been listening to static for so long, finally heard a response and sighed in relief.

"I can hear you!"

At these words, everyone in the control center also let out a collective sigh of relief.

The director, however, frowned and looked curiously at the man who had just adjusted the audio.

"Does your device alter the speaker’s voice?"

"It might slightly, but there shouldn’t be much distortion. It usually doesn’t change," the man replied hesitantly.

Then what is this...? The director was stunned, his mind reeling. He realized this voice was not his captain’s at all.

"Report your identity!"

Xia Liang naturally understood what he meant and began to explain.

Without confirming Xia Liang’s identity, the control center would naturally remain on edge. For one, they didn’t know anything about his flying skills or if he could even fly a plane. Moreover, they were concerned that Xia Liang’s appearance wasn’t due to a malfunction at all, but a hijacking being disguised as a technical failure.

He then spoke in a serious tone.

"My name is Xia Liang, and I am currently piloting Flight 9728. The captain sustained a head injury and is being treated. The co-pilot is suffering from exhaustion. Both are unable to control the plane. The second officer fell in the cabin, and his condition is unknown! Please be assured, my name is Xia Liang, 24 years old from Qingyun City, and... I have obtained my pilot’s license."

Forget a plane license. When I bought God-level Driving, I even got licenses for tanks and aircraft carriers.

Hearing this, the director breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, having someone from an aviation academy has to be helpful. No one understood better than him how difficult it was to obtain a pilot’s license, though he couldn’t rule out the possibility of a hijacking.

It’s no wonder he thought that way; the whole thing was too much of a coincidence. But he quickly dismissed the idea. If it were a lie, would the hijacker be stupid enough to tell a story so riddled with holes?

After a brief hesitation, the director issued another order.

"Investigate this person immediately! Contact the Air Force command. I need to confirm whether this Xia Liang has actually obtained a pilot’s license! If he has, that’s good... If not, then we have a huge problem."

If what Xia Liang said is true, then this flight is incredibly lucky to have a third person capable of piloting on board. If it’s not true, then that means the plane could be hijacked!

"We’ve made contact, sir. They need time to verify, but we’ve been connected to the Air Force Air Traffic Control Department. You can speak with them directly," a subordinate reported.

"Hello? Is this the Northern Air Force Staff Department? I’m with South-North Air Traffic Control—"

"I know who you are; otherwise, you wouldn’t be connected to us," the person on the other end cut him off. "What is it?"

"It’s like this. I’m sure you’re already aware of the situation with civilian flight 9728. A twenty-four-year-old named Xia Liang is temporarily piloting the aircraft. He claims to have a pilot’s license, so I need to verify that. If he doesn’t, I’d like to request a military escort. I’m concerned this could be a hijacking."