Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day

Chapter 39

At this moment, in the sky.

All external signals had been severed, leaving them to navigate solely based on their own judgments

Ten helicopters were racing to the scene together.

The lead helicopter held position mid-air, swayed by the gusts of wind.

Seeing this, the other helicopters quickly flanked and sped past on both sides.

These ten individuals were the ones undergoing retraining at the base, and leading them was Madison.

Before departure, Madison had instructed, “I’ll break the wind as we head out. With no signals to communicate, keep an eye on where I stop, and use the airflow to land swiftly.”

She was breaking the wind for them single-handedly.

Otherwise, the helicopters, given their size and weight, would likely strugal and safely.

the all-black helicopter made its appearance, it brought a hope to all those who had been waiting in despair for the

black helicopter circled in mid-air, and at the same time….

Two, four, six, eight!

Eight helicopters lined up and passed by on both sides of the black helicopter and descended rapidly.

The ninth helicopter, following closely at the same altitude as the black one, joined in the wind- breaking maneuver to land!

Ethan watched with wide eyes as the black helicopter headed in his

direction.

His vision, momentarily disrupted by spinning propellers, soon cleared to reveal the stern-faced woman piloting the aircraft, headset Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

and all.

Once all the helicopters had landed, Madison, somewhat

bewilderingly assuming the role of a captain, quickly disembarked and shouted, “Board the helicopters in succession, fit as many as you

can!”

The other pilots, more experienced than her, instinctively followed her command, organizing the boarding of passengers.

Madison then turned and rushed in a certain direction.

Ethan stood still, watching the woman running towards him.

Soon, they were just over a meter apart.

Through the howling wind, Madison’s voice reached him, “Ethan, I missed your call. But I’ve come to rescue you.”

No one could describe the monumental shift that took place in Ethan’s heart at that moment.

Madison grasped his hand, “All Mukino Aviation personnel, board the last helicopter.”

The final helicopter was empty, prearranged by Madison to transport Mukino Aviation’s staff.

In a race against time, William hustled Ethan onto the aircraft.

In less than five minutes, over a hundred people had boarded the

helicopters, including personnel from other airlines, all of whom cried tears of relief once onboard.

Now, Madison finally turned on her independent signal walkie-talkie. It had been off during the approach to conserve power-these devices were power-hungry, and running out midway could spell disaster. But on their return, it was crucial to ensure the lives of so many aboard. the helicopters.

Ethan buckled his seatbelt as the walkie-talkie channels came alive, all piloted by commercial airline captains now at the controls of helicopters.

Ten helicopters took off one after another.

Everyone saw that the black helicopter was the first to ascend.

The voice through the walkie-talkie was loud and clear.

Hundreds heard someone cry, “Captain, it looks like the lead helicopter isn’t carrying passengers?”

A pilot’s voice came through the channel, “Yes, it’s empty.”

He paused, his voice cracking slightly, “Because it’s flying in front to break the wind. The fog and storm are intense, and helicopters can easily be blown off course. But if one can break the wind, the others

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anded captain understood immediately, “So she’s using rength to ensure our safe return?”

e helicopter pilots spoke in unison, “Yes.”

than’s heart softened, and even William furrowed his brow.

Then someone shouted, “There’s sea fog ahead, visibility is very low, what do we do?”

All could feel the helicopters hovering in place, unmoving.

After about two seconds, a woman’s voice commanded, “I’ll clear the way through the fog and wind, follow closely as soon as the fog is dispersed.”

The pilots responded, “Okay!”

It was Madison….

Not far off, everyone in the nearby helicopters saw the leading aircraft dart forward.

Ethan immediately sat up.

His gaze fixated ahead.

The woman’s voice urged through the channel, “Move now.”

The remaining helicopters advanced almost simultaneously.

If they could get through the dense sea fog, they would make it back safely.

Then Madison instructed, “Number Six, you’re up first.”

Helicopter Number Six was the one carrying Ethan.

The team showed no dissent at this crucial moment; after all, they ere all professional pilots who understood that unity was the key in mes of danger.

The pilot of Number Six wasted no time in speeding ahead, surpassing all others.

Ethan kept looking back.

All the helicopters penetrated the thickest fog, except for the black one, which remained behind.

Like a guardian deity, she ensured the safe departure of every aircraft.

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At Mukino International Training Base.

Ten helicopters landed safely one after another. The people erupted into tears of joy, hugging and thanking each other.

Madison was the last to disembark, her presence almost merging with the rotating propellers above.

Her face was pale, her hands trembling.

Once on the ground, Madison crouched down, clutching her chest, trying to compose herself.

The terrifying fog and storm-how could she not be afraid?

Even the seasoned pilots had their apprehensions, let alone someone who had never formally served as a captain.

The old pilots had faced such weather, some even worse.

But those were times piloting large passenger planes, which were more capable of withstanding such forces. Helicopters, being

smaller, were far more susceptible to being swept away.

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Only *e in the profession could truly appreciate the crucial role

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someone took her hand.

ed to stand, Madison faced the man before her, his eyes

odshot.

Ethan looked more untamed than usual, gripping Madison’s hand tightly, “Who told you to go to Jingzhou?”

“I did,” Madison didn’t avoid his gaze.

When she had insisted on flying to Jingzhou, her flight plan had

been rejected from above, and she was informed other helicopters. would join.

Thus, ten of them took off, each piloting a helicopter, flying in a V- formation toward Jingzhou.

“Why did you go?” Ethan’s eyes bore into hers, a shadow crossing

his face.

Madison’s eyelashes fluttered as she withdrew her hand.

After a moment, she countered, “Why have you been helping me everywhere?”