The pilot flying the plane said loudly to the two of them, "I'm sorry, both of you, the weather has suddenly turned bad, and it looks like we can't go any further. The plane must return now."
Ye Wudao glanced at the weather outside, and it indeed seemed that they could not continue flying forward. With half an hour's flight time left to the coordinates, it was truly a shame.
The small amphibious plane turned around in the air, but as the nose swung around, suddenly the wind began to grow fierce, causing the body of the plane to shake incessantly while making crackling sounds. Seated in the plane, Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaodie could clearly feel the intense vibrations of the fuselage and it gave Ye Wudao a foreboding feeling.
As expected, just as the thought crossed his mind, the plane suddenly spun out of control, twirling in place, while the pilot desperately gripped the control stick, trying to stabilize the aircraft.
