Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day novel Chapter 217

At this moment, the one under the most pressure was undoubtedly Zheng Congyu.

As the last to compete, and each a squadron leader, none wanted to lose to the other, especially him, representing Air China – the stakes of losing to Mukino Airlines were unthinkable.

Gender no longer mattered; it was a contest of dignity.

Ground control issued the commands, and the squadron leaders simultaneously advanced their throttles, guiding their aircraft forward.

The crowd of onlookers fell silent, holding their breath. This contest tugged at their hearts more than any before, akin to a battle for industry supremacy.

"Takeoff," the ground controller announced over the channel.

A linear formation of aircraft took off from the runway, impressively coordinated.

Spectators in the stands nodded in approval, "True to their title as leaders, their reflexes outshine those of ordinary pilots."

Earlier groups had taken off at varying times and speeds, scattered and uneven. But this final group was synchronized as if drawn by a line.

Once airborne, they angled skyward, selecting their altitudes within the designated zone. Their unspoken agreement left everyone stunned.

"Such precision!" Left Yulei from Pine Airlines couldn't help but be impressed.

Over at Mukino Airlines, a sense of pride welled up from within, "Incredible! Our Captain Madison may be young and a woman, but she doesn't fall short of any other leader!"

Charlie kicked the chair of the man who mentioned Madison’s gender, "So what if she’s a woman?"

The man corrected himself quickly, "No, no, no offense meant!"

In the sky, the scenario shifted.

Following ascent, the squadron leaders accelerated rapidly, their planes nearly vertical, climbing at breakneck speed.

Then, reaching a similar altitude, they turned left in unison as if rehearsed, and began their...

Dive at full speed!!!

"Damn! Their speed, how can they all be so fast?" someone exclaimed, leaping from their seat.

"Have the squadron leaders always been this bold?"

"Can this go off without a hitch?"

Shock and concern echoed through the crowd.

The planes, nose-diving towards the sea with their bodies askew, resembled a controlled plummet, a breathtaking spectacle.

Having just gone through a simulated crash, the audience knew that this speed meant the pilots were aiming for a lower distance to have enough thrust for liftoff.

"They're getting lower and lower!" someone shouted.

Amplified by the venue's speakers, the ground control's reminders came through, "Pilots, please be mindful of your altitude."

In just a couple of seconds, two planes had already pulled up from their dive, hovering around six or seven meters above the sea.

Inside her cockpit, Madison grappled with the discomfort of weightlessness, her eyes tinged with red.

Through the window, she could see Zheng Congyu on her left and Sha Zhi on her right, neither showing signs of stopping.

In a blink, they dipped below the five-meter mark!

A hair's breadth from danger.

Four meters!

"Three meters! The alarm's going off!" someone yelled.

This alarm was meant for planes dipping below five meters.

At this critical moment, the onlookers saw several planes abruptly change direction, fighting to ascend.

Sha Zhi was out.

Yang Zi too.

Their simulated crash distances were 4.6 meters and 4.4 meters, respectively.

Only Zheng Congyu and Madison remained, not yet ascending.

At this point, there was no time to watch anything else; the audience saw two planes almost simultaneously change direction to climb!

The plane's exhaust, due to excessive fuel injection and overworked engines, emitted plumes of white smoke trailing behind.

The white trails seemed to tear through the sky, connecting from their tail to just above the sea.

All eyes were glued to the giant screen.