Very quickly.
The airplane was up in the sky.
Honestly.
Quite a few people experienced firsthand watching piloting from a first-person view. I have to say, it felt pretty good—the cockpit had glass on three sides, offering a broad view.
Clear skies.
Snow-capped mountains.
The earth.
...
Stunningly beautiful.
At this moment.
The airplane was only ascending slowly.
Otherwise.
They wouldn't be standing in the cockpit; the ascent speed was similar to an elevator, and everyone just felt a slight overloading as the airplane reached a certain altitude.
"Alright."
"Everyone, return to your seats; we're about to accelerate!"
Upon hearing that.
Everyone reluctantly left the cockpit, returned to their seats, and buckled up their seatbelts. Soon, they saw the rotors outside the window tilt forward, and a sense of thrust hit them.
And then.
"Whoosh!"
The thrust became more intense.
Following that.
