C678 A Poem

Chen Rui saw Yang on the ground. His body moved like Fatty Qiu in World War II. His body had turned into a V shape. In an instant, Chen Rui felt relieved.

The thing that worried him the most was the Flight Control System. Once he controlled it well, there would be nothing to worry about!

"Ghost report. Flying control is normal. Prepare to slide to the runway."

"Sure."

Now