On the nearly seven-meter-long wreckage of the left wing, from the wing tip to the root, there was first a half-meter-long, messy white scratch, followed by a gap about three meters long. On both sides of this huge gap, along the broken metal section, black cracks extended outward densely like a spider web, like cracked wrinkles on the earth.
If a plane crashes into the sea, the fuselage will inevitably break and be damaged.
At first glance, these injuries seemed very normal, but after Patrick Zhuo's reminder, everyone realized that something was wrong.
Old Joseph had many years of experience in investigating air crashes. He could sense something was wrong and touched his chin. "Reid, you mean this fracture is wrong? It only takes a moment for a plane to fall into the sea. Even if the plane managed to stay in the air for a few seconds, the moment it fell into the sea, it was doomed to be destroyed by the powerful ocean power. This was a sea crash, not a forced landing on a river. There is no chance of a Hudson miracle."
The sea is not a river.
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