Once the Soviet captain's psychological defense collapsed, he would completely fall into the "powerful clutches" of Shi Shigege and Xiang Xiaoqiang and be at their mercy. Although this Soviet captain was in his thirties, he was older than them.
But without any psychological training or any experience in fighting wits, he was no match for the two of them.
His name is Ayukhan, and he is a bomber captain. But yesterday he got a new mission. He flew this transport plane to Moscow. The first stop was Novosibirsk. It was supposed to take off in the afternoon, but there was a sandstorm, so the mission was postponed.
Tomorrow morning. If the sandstorm doesn't stop tomorrow morning, it will have to be postponed. But tonight, in order to prevent saboteurs from sneaking in while taking advantage of the sandstorm, a pilot or ground crew will be assigned to each plane to guard the plane.
In other words, this one is not a bomber, but a transport aircraft.
Now, Fourteenth Gege understood why she could not reach the entrance under the bomber at first, and why there was a lock on the cabin door.
This transport plane looks very big, and there is a lot of space in the cabin, but there are a bunch of large boxes stacked up. The boxes are all fixed to the ground with steel cables. Each box is more than one meter high and covered with canvas. Ayukhan
He said that the boxes were full of mink skins, and the best Altay sable skins were selected and sent back to Moscow for use by Comrade Stalin and the comrades of the Central Committee.
Shi Shigege looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang and Wu Yanbin, smiled and said:
"Now, do you still want to go back to the mountains? Or do you want to take a gamble and hide here until the wind and sand stop, then go back to the country directly?"
Wu Yanbin and Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at each other, Xiang Xiaoqiang showed an excited expression, while Wu Yanbin looked quite nervous.
Wu Yanbin whispered:
"Sir, take down the radio station and go back to the mountain! If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood! You're risking your life by staying here. We haven't pushed that far yet!"
"Yan Bin is right," Shi Shigege nodded. "If we stay, we will risk being caught. And we don't know if the wind and sand will stop tomorrow. If it doesn't stop for two or three days in a row, then we will
If you have to hide on the plane for two or three days, the chance of being caught will be greatly increased, and there is no food or drink..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang muttered:
"We let Ayu Khan solve the problem of food and drink. He is a pilot and a captain. It is not difficult to take out some food from the canteen. And no one can see where he went with the food in the wind and sand. If he didn't
If he is willing to help us get it, we will follow him to the cafeteria to get it ourselves, and tell the master chef that we are Comrade Ayyu Khan's guests, and he has been covering us for the past two days. Anyway, we are sure to eat him."
Wu Yanbin widened his eyes and said:
"Sir, it may not be him tomorrow! What if someone else is on duty?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang turned to Fourteen Gege and asked:
"what to do?"
Fourteen giggled and said:
"What are you afraid of? We all have guns. We will hide behind the box and look for opportunities to kill him and then withdraw. Anyway, there is a sandstorm covering us, so it is very convenient for us to get in and out. Even if the wind and sand blow for three days and three nights, we will be able to escape.
We don’t need to stay here for three days and three nights. Whenever we want to leave, we can leave as soon as we get off the plane.”
What she said was quite right, and she nodded to Xiaoqiang: Yes, as long as the wind and sand don't stop, the initiative is in her own hands. If the sand and wind stop, it means that we can take off soon. Wouldn't that be better?
After making a decision, Xiang Xiaoqiang asked the guerrillas to talk to Ayou Khan. When Ayou Khan heard this, he shook his head in fright, saying that he would not do it even if he was killed, and told them to leave now.
Xiang Xiaoqiang pulled his face, revealing a ferocious face, and threatened him with "traitor", "shooting", "concentration camp", "whole family", etc. In addition, Shi Shigege listened to Wen Yan on the side
Cooperate in a whisper, just turn a small corner, just turn east, and then you can go to your Moscow.
After a lot of hard and soft tactics, Ayou Khan was about to collapse, his face was pale, tears were streaming down his face, and he begged to let him go... which made Xiang Xiaoqiang and Wu Yanbin feel unbearable. However, Fourteen Gege still refused to give up and continued to attack.
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that if you go eastward and go back to Novosibirsk, you won't have enough gas? It doesn't matter, we will fill up the gas for you at our airport. Are you afraid that the time doesn't make sense? It doesn't matter, just say we met on the way.
When the Ming army fighter jets arrive, try to get rid of them. We will
Send a few telegrams to confirm that the patrol fighter encountered a Soviet transport plane and ran away after some entanglement. We can also put a few machine gun holes in your tail rudder at the airport... In this way, you can get to Moscow
Later, he might be recognized as a flying hero with both wisdom and courage."
After Shi Shigege finished speaking, he came over to Xiaoqiang and threatened him sternly, saying that he would not drink a toast or eat as a fine. If he did not agree to this, then everyone would die. You should wash your neck and wait for the execution ground.
After saying this several times, Ayyu Khan agreed painfully.
…
Now that we have decided to take the risk of staying on the plane, it is time to let these guerrillas go back. As long as one person is left behind to act as a translator.
What he didn't expect was that four of the seven guerrillas actually wanted to stay. The other three had families in the local area and couldn't let them go. Xiang Xiaoqiang was dumbfounded. The space between the boxes was limited, so he couldn't hide such a
There are so many people.
Therefore, the fourteen princesses persuaded each other, saying that only one could stay, and the others did not need to worry. If they wanted to stay and resist the Soviet army, as long as they returned to the adults, the Ming army would soon fight back...
After "persuading" three of them to retreat, one guerrilla was left who spoke the best Chinese. The other six said goodbye to them, jumped off the plane, and disappeared into the windy sand.
Now, there are only five people left on the plane.
No one spoke. Pilot Ayouhan just sat in front and cried. Xiang Xiaoqiang felt extremely tired now. After running around all night, he felt that his whole body was about to be swallowed up. Without saying a word, he leaned his head on the fourteenth
Gege fell asleep.
The guerrilla's name was Kuandik. Fourteen Gege motioned Kuandik to chat with Ayu Khan to stabilize his mood. Kuandik nodded, went over and sat next to the pilot, patted him on the shoulder, and started looking for something to say.
talk.
After a while, the pilot Ayukhan gradually calmed down and began to chat. The two of them chatted quietly.
Fourteen Princess saw that everything at the moment was basically settled, and the rest would be left to God. She also breathed a sigh of relief and felt exhausted. Fourteen Princess handed Wu Yanbin the task of being on duty, and then met Xiang Xiaoqiang.
Leaning together, the two fell asleep.
She didn't know how long it had passed before she heard loud voices and woke up immediately.
It turned out that it was the pilot Ayu Khan who was talking into the headset. He was probably called by his superiors. Both Wu Yanbin and Kuandik were staring at him. Ayu Khan's tone was also normal, that is, "Nate, Nite, Horatio"
Wait for a few simple words and then close it.
Fourteen Gege was relieved. She looked at her watch and saw that she had slept for three hours. It was already four o'clock in the morning. She stood up, let Wu Yanbin and Kuandik sleep, and stayed on duty. The wind outside was obviously much quieter.
, it’s not like the howling like a few hours ago. Now through the fuselage and the aircraft cover, you can only hear a little whistling sound, and the "sand" sound of sand hitting the canvas. She has a premonition that there is a sandstorm.
It may stop by morning.
…
Sure enough, by about six o'clock in the morning, the sound of wind and sand outside could hardly be heard.
At this time, the radio rang again. Fourteen Gege stared at Ayuhan, and Wu Yanbin and Kuandik also woke up.
Ayukhan held the headset and said nervously:
"No, no...Comrade Major, I have no problem. I can fly today...Yes, there is no problem at all. I slept very well on the plane last night and was in good spirits...Yes, Comrade Major, I understand this.
The goods are for Comrade Stalin, so I am obliged to come
It is my honor to fly this plane... Comrade Major, I have flown this plane the most times. No one in the entire squadron knows the behavior of this plane better than I do. Just leave it to me and keep it safe until it flies to Moscow.
...Okay, thank you, Comrade Major. I will go have breakfast now."
He put down the headset, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile:
"It's so dangerous... I almost had to find someone to replace me because of the business opportunity... I took it hard... Now, Comrade Major wants me to have breakfast and then be on standby. The ground crew will clean the runway and come up to inspect the aircraft...
"
Then, he pointed to the box on the plane and said with some embarrassment:
"Maybe you have to hide in the box temporarily. After the technician leaves, I will let you come out..."
After listening to the translation, Xiang Xiaoqiang and Shi Shigege looked at each other and nodded with satisfaction. Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"Brother, please bring us some food. I haven't eaten anything since last night. I'm almost starving."
Ayou Khan was a little embarrassed, hesitated and said:
"I'll try my best...but not necessarily."
After saying that, he came over and lifted up the canvas, opened several wooden boxes, and let a few people hide in.
Xiang Xiaoqiang saw that the box was not as he imagined. It was filled with leather. This kind of top-quality mink fur was very valuable. They were wrapped one by one in soft cloth and then wrapped in oilcloth.
Okay, there are only a few rolls in each box, and there is still a lot of space. Xiang Xiaoqiang crawled in and lay down, it was just right. It was just very hot.
Several people hid in the box, and then Ayukhan closed the box and covered it with canvas. After repeatedly checking that everything was perfect, he uneasily got off the plane and went to have breakfast.
…
Only half an hour later, he came back. Ayukhan was afraid that while he was away, the technician would come up to inspect the aircraft and find something that shouldn't be discovered. So he wolfed down breakfast, finished it as quickly as possible, and then
He returned with a few pieces of bread and butter and two jugs of water. But he did not dare to call the people in the box because the ground crew might come up at any time.
Now the sandstorm has completely stopped. The runway is covered with thick sand, about tens of centimeters thick, and half a foot will sink if you take a step. Bulldozers are roaring on the runway now, cleaning up the sand. And a group of ground crews are also
The cover of the aircraft has been taken off and the outside and engine are being inspected. After a while, several ground staff climbed onto the aircraft and began to check various controls.
The two engines roared and the propellers rotated rapidly and smoothly.
After checking for about forty minutes, the ground staff thought there was no problem and they all got off.
Ayouhan waited for nearly half an hour, until he received the order to stand by and was sure that the flight mission would not be changed and that the ground crew could not come up again. Only then did he dare to knock on the wooden box and wait for Xiang Xiaoqiang for a few seconds.
People get it out.
As soon as a few people came out, they were all sweating profusely from the heat. The mink fur kept them warm, which is really not an exaggeration.
The first thing Kuandik did when he climbed out was to take out a mink fur and spread it on the ground, kneeling on it, then used a compass to determine the direction of Mecca, and began to do morning lessons.
Xiang Xiaoqiang and the other three sat on the side, devouring bread and butter.
After a while, Kuandik finished his morning lessons, stood up, picked up Stalin's mink fur, patted it twice, wrapped it up and put it back for him.
Xiang Xiaoqiang and Shi Shigege looked at each other with tacit smiles.
I don’t know if this mink fur is made into a hat and worn on Stalin’s head in the future. It will be a huge irony. A devout Muslim used the mat for morning classes to be used by the world’s largest atheist.
The ruler of the country made a hat and wore it on his head...
…
At this time, the takeoff order came over the radio.
Ayukhan sat in the driver's seat, watching the guidance of the ground staff in front of him, and slowly controlled the plane to climb onto the runway.
Finally, ahead is an empty runway with a view to the end.
The noise of the propeller suddenly increased, and the plane's taxiing speed suddenly soared, rushing forward at an increasingly faster speed, and finally broke away from the ground with a light movement.
Finally, it took off.
The nerves of Xiang Xiaoqiang and the others were completely relaxed. They leaned weakly against the box, holding on to the ropes, looking at each other, and smiling.
Only Quandik turned pale with fright. Not only had he never flown on an airplane, he had never even flown in a car. Now that the plane was climbing upwards, this sudden weight on his body and the feeling of his internal organs being squeezed was something he had never experienced before.
Unexperienced.
He clutched the canvas on the box tightly, his face was as white as paper, and he clenched his teeth.
Suddenly, he couldn't help it anymore and shouted loudly, with a cry in his voice:
"Help! Help! Almighty Allah——!!!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang and Shi Shigege laughed, holding the canvas with one hand and hugging each other with the other, kissing heartily.
Wu Yanbin also laughed excitedly, but his immediate boss was kissing, so he couldn't be a light bulb, so he stood by the window and looked down.
Below is the increasingly smaller Dihua Airport. In the distance, the sky is clear and the sun's strong light shines directly into your eyes.
Thousands of meters in the air, the crazy cheers and strange screams of several people echoed.