“骁哥,我们要下去吗?”
“等。”
谢南骁深邃的眼,盯着地面并没有过多言语,沈嘉浩却莫名地信任谢南骁,稳住心神继续等待时机。
频道里响起各式英语争吵。
“gapreair8400,tower,i’m almost out of gas.”
(塔台,我快没油了。)
“hweaair5747,me too!”
(我也是!)
“seryair730,hey, guys, i got here first,please
line up and land it,ok?”
(嘿,朋友们,是我先来的,请你们排队降落,ok?)
“fuck!i'm out of gas!i'm will die!”
(艹!我没油了!我会死!)
atc:“ right,gapreair8400, permission granted”
(塔体:好吧,8400,允许降落。)
“fuck!hweaair5747,tower,can you hear
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