War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1473 Explosion over the Ural Mountains

At noon on August 8, at the dinner table for the last dinner before leaving for the labor camp, Weiran once again extended a sincere invitation, hoping that he would be lucky enough to fly his precious An-14 transport aircraft Sasha and personally take everyone to explore the Ural Mountains.

Not surprisingly, such an invitation received an enthusiastic response and even more enthusiastic clinking of glasses.

When the banquet was over, Wei Ran was finally shaken to the point where he was walking in a daze from the guests who didn't want to risk their lives.

What followed was just as everyone hoped to see. Although the drunk Wei Ran insisted on flying a plane to take everyone to the sky, he reluctantly chose to give up under the dissuasion of Suisui and Ji Ma.

"Help me. Help me fly my Sasha over there." Before the drunken young historian could finish his words, Suisui grabbed his ears and dragged him into a van bound for the airport.

Although Suisui didn't know what caused her man's madness today, she knew in her heart that all this was probably related to Uncle Gorman, whom she hadn't seen for a long time but now showed up again.

Because of this, she didn't dare to look at the old guy in a suit and ties when she got in the car.

"Let me help him fly his Sasha over there," Ji Ma, who looked like a dog outside the car, said helplessly.

"I'll do it"

Gorman waved his hand and said, "You and Mr. Goetze can accompany the guests on your plane. I will drive his Sasha, which can be used to pull the filming equipment from the studio."

"Alright"

Jima nodded happily. Accompanied by Maya, he politely invited the historians and some of the main actors to get into the same minibus with him and drove to his ugly and cute car. private plane.

There is no doubt that compared to the old An-6 transport aircraft and the even older An-2 transport aircraft, this luxurious private jet is what these old guys who are used to sitting in the office prefer and look forward to - not only do they not want to take it at all The plane piloted by Wei Ran didn't even want to fly on those antiques that might be as old as them.

After some arrangements, the drunken Wei Ran and Suisui, who was responsible for taking care of him, were the first to enter Jima's private plane. Following closely, Jima and Mr. Gotze also invited the guests of honor to board the plane. A plane filled with a faint smell of alcohol.

"Please wait a moment"

After everyone was seated, the Katenka sisters took on the role of flight attendants. They politely and thoughtfully said in German and French, "Our plane will take off last."

"What a pity. I originally thought I would have the opportunity to fly on the plane piloted by Victor." Mr. Gotze joked about Weiran in a good-natured way.

"You'd better not have such expectations."

Ji Ma, who was across the aisle from him, shook his head helplessly, "Victor's biggest hobby is to fly around in his broken Sasha and do what he thinks is aerobatic flying. In fact, if it weren't for that kind of old airplane control, The sex is so good that he has fallen off a hundred times.”

"And his skydiving skills are actually not very good."

Maya, who was sitting side by side with Jima, joked, "I have seen him wrapped up with parachute ropes several times and turned into a rice dumpling. Mr. Gotze, have you ever eaten rice dumplings? It is a Chinese seasonal delicacy." "

"Sweet rice tied into a mummy," Jima explained helpfully.

"I have eaten, but what I ate was Zhaohe Zongzi."

Gotze gestured with his hands, "Frankly speaking, those things look a bit disgusting. Except that they are much larger, they are really not much different from chewed gum."

“It sounds disgusting”

Ji Ma grinned and said, "If you have a chance, you can go to Huaxia. Their rice dumplings look like a shape that I don't know how to describe."

"Chinese rice dumplings are not the only shapes you have eaten."

Suisui also joined the conversation after helping Wei Ran fasten his seat belt, "And in China, people from the north and the south will even have fierce quarrels over what fillings should be used for rice dumplings."

"So what does Miss April think the Chinese rice dumplings should be filled with?" Gotze threw the question back with a smile after listening to Anfisa's translation.

"Of course it's sweet!" Suisui also answered naturally after listening to the translation.

While chatting about rice dumplings, this ugly and cute plane finally began to taxi, and finally flew lightly into the sky.

Through the portholes, everyone in the cabin could clearly see the An-2 or An-6 transport aircraft flying around them, and they could even see the bright red An-6 transport aircraft in the distance, which was exclusively used for sanitary combustion.

But after all, even if these old "antique aircraft" increase their speed to the maximum, they can't keep up with the cruising speed of this An74 transport aircraft.

So it didn't take long for the plane that everyone was riding on to surpass those old transport planes and be the first to cross the continuous Ural Mountains.

At the same time, many service staff at the hot spring camp also packed up all the things for the banquet and took off on the remaining transport planes to return to Inta.

On the west side of the Ural Mountains, inside the "Sasha" An-6 transport aircraft dedicated to Weiyan.

Gorman let go of the control column, slowly unbuckled his seat belt, and allowed the plane to fly forward slowly. He turned around and walked into the cabin, opening a large transfer box containing filming equipment.

Inside this box, there is a set of wingsuit flight suit with snow camouflage pattern and matching parachute bag.

Under this bag of things, there was a man wearing the same suit and leather shoes as him, and even his appearance was somewhat similar.

In the almost nightmarish memory of this man whose limbs and jaw joints had been disassembled, he and his companions once sneaked into the basement of the library on the shores of Kaban Lake in Kazan to search for the photo album that his employer wanted.

But on that night that he didn't even want to recall, they were subdued by a dark shadow, and after that, the words related to "freedom" were never touched again.

For such a long time, this white man who is over fifty years old has been sent everywhere like a package of goods, undergoing plastic surgery and psychological intervention again and again. Finally, he was domesticated into a "man who can be dressed up" Dolls".

Carrying the puppet to the cockpit and letting him sit in his seat, Gorman carefully helped him fasten his seat belt, and carefully checked his dislocated elbow and wrist. By the way, he was still on the radio channel. I chatted with the pilots of the other transport planes carrying staff in front of me and invited them to drink in the evening.

When he put on his wingsuit and carried his parachute bag, these slow planes finally began to fly over the Ural Mountains one after another.

Gently pulling the joystick to raise the nose of the aircraft and starting to climb, Gorman finally patted the puppet's cheek and said, "Good luck, Mr. Ivan Ulyanovich Yegor, goodbye."

After whispering the name he would use for the rest of his life, Gorman turned and walked into the cabin, bent down and opened the skydiving hatch on the floor and jumped out.

Thanks to the obstruction of the Ural Mountains, the crew members who were the first to cross the mountains could not see Gorman, who was blocked by the mountains. Even the parachute hatch closed automatically under the action of springs.

"boom!"

Gorman opened his arms and pressed the detonator while gliding quickly against the mountain with the help of his wingsuit.

On the other side of the mountain range, a violent explosion caused by more than ten kilograms of mining explosives instantly swallowed the cockpit of the An-6 transport plane that had just automatically leveled, easily blowing it into large and small pieces!

"Mr. Ivan!"

Suddenly, the radio channel heard the shouts of the pilots of the last few transport planes. Passengers in some cabins even noticed the volley explosion behind them, and hurriedly turned the lens that was originally filming the Ula Mountains to focus on the fireball in the sky. And the transport plane that circled and crashed in the Ural Mountains.

On the west side of the Ural Mountains, Gorman finally opened his parachute after gliding for a long time and landed steadily in an open space among dense forests.

Putting away his parachute as if he had practiced it countless times, Gorman took off his wingsuit and expensive suit, stepped on the moss on the ground and walked dozens of meters forward, pulling away in a familiar manner. A rope tied to a tree trunk.

"Oh!"

With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Gorman bent down to open the fallen backpack, took out a hunting camouflage suit, then took out a mosquito-proof mesh hat and put it on, and stuffed the parachute and other items that he had taken off before. Into the bag.

Finally putting on waterproof rain boots, he carefully cleaned up the traces left by his parachuting, took a civilian shotgun that had been placed here in advance, and walked slowly to a river not far away that originated from the seasonal snowmelt in the Ural Mountains, and sat on it A fiberglass boat abandoned here half a month ago rowed slowly downstream.

"What did you say?! Say it again!"

In Ji Ma's private plane, Wei Ran and Ji Ma exclaimed in unison.

"What I said is true"

Alili said in a panic, and then had to whisper something into their ears again.

"It's for me!" Wei Ran said in Russian through gritted teeth, "It must be for me! It's that ass-selling Captain America! It must be him!"

"Mr. Victor, what happened?"

As an investor, Mr. Gotze turned around and curiously asked the question that everyone in the cabin was curious about.

Just now, Alili, the pilot of this plane, hurriedly ran out of the cockpit and said something into the ears of Wei Ran and Jima, and then everyone heard their exclamations.

Even a few of them who were thoughtful noticed Suisui's pale and frightened face, as well as Maya who was covering her mouth, trying not to shed tears.

"Director Ivan Ivan"

Ji Ma glanced at Wei Ran, who clenched his fists and had a gloomy face, and finally said, "Director Ivan, just now when we were flying Sasha over the Ural Mountains, the plane exploded."

As soon as these words came out, the eavesdropping passengers in the cabin immediately started talking with a buzz. It was inevitable that some of them could understand Russian and noticed Weiran's firm guess, and then thought of Weiran's joint VN15 revelation not long ago. That Captain America.

What's more, he even started to worry about whether the private plane under his butt was safe. "How is Mr. Ivan doing?" Gotze asked, suppressing his uneasiness.

“Don’t know yet”

Alili shook his head and said worriedly, "The people behind me told me that the Sasha crashed in the virgin forest of the Ural Mountains. Even in this season, rescue is very difficult."

"Can I help with anything?" Gotze asked immediately.

"Can we postpone the trip by a day?"

Wei Ran asked in German, "Gentlemen, we need to rush back to the hot spring camp immediately, so I want to delay everyone for some time. Is that okay?"

"No problem at all!"

As an investor, Gotze expressed his agreement without thinking. The guests he invited and the actors who followed Ji Ji's lead naturally had no other ideas - especially when the control of the aircraft was completely controlled by Weiyan. Waiting for someone else's hands.

"Alili, turn around and go back." Wei Ran suppressed his anger and said, "Go back to the hot spring camp."

Hearing this, Alili ran back to the cockpit without saying a word, drove the private plane, and changed the course after emergency communication.

When the plane crossed the Ural Mountains again, everyone in the cabin inevitably looked out the portholes.

"over there!"

One of the beautiful female assistants of a Polish historian let out a suppressed exclamation, and everyone immediately moved to the porthole to look at the mountains outside.

Although almost an hour had passed, they could still clearly see the smoke plumes steaming between the mountains and the An-2 transport planes circling around them.

After another half-hour flight, the private plane landed again at the hot spring camp airport.

In just a short time, a rescue helicopter had docked at the edge of the airport's runway, and even the An-2 transport planes responsible for carrying the staff had flown back and were undergoing detailed safety inspections.

When the plane landed and the cabin door opened, Wei Ran and Ji Ma ran out immediately, pushed away the police who had surrounded them, and at Misha's call, ran towards the Mi-8 rescue helicopter that had already started.

"What's going on?!" Wei Ran shouted and asked.

"I don't know!" Misha shouted in response, "The patrol has rushed over, but the body has not been found yet! The plane has been blown to pieces!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran, who was climbing into the cabin, staggered and almost hit his face on the edge of the cabin floor.

"I'm not going"

Wei Ran struggled to stand up and turned to look at Jima, "You go, you go and find him. I'll stay. I want to stay and investigate who did this!"

"Leave it to me!" Ji Ma, whose eyes were red and almost in tears, gritted his teeth and got into the cabin.

At the same time, Suisui, who had just got out of the private plane, forced herself to calm down and said, "Gentlemen and ladies, we have had some accidents here. Mr. Gotze, I'm afraid the following interview will .”

"I know we will cooperate with the investigation."

Before Gotze finished speaking, several local policemen from Inta also rushed over. They greeted Suisui politely and expressed their intention to conduct inspections and individual inquiries.

After such a bad incident happened, the guests in the cabin were naturally extremely cooperative. But at the same time, when they came to Inta to participate in an event, a suspected murder occurred in a plane crash, and news that someone died unfortunately spread through the Internet.

"Is that Chinese scholar dead?"

In an office in the United States, the man who had just recently turned his attention away from Wei Ran and Captain America asked with interest.

"According to the analysis of photos and text descriptions leaked from the scene, he should not be dead."

The woman in professional attire who gave the report replied, "According to reliable information, the director who was in charge of filming a labor camp film directed by this historical scholar was on the plane that exploded."

Just after saying this, the woman's cell phone sent a message notification tone.

Taking out her phone and taking a look at it, the woman swiped the tablet screen in her hand and said, "The latest news is that the director has been confirmed to have died in the plane crash. Although no body was found at the scene, a small number of bone fragments were found.

In addition, the official platform of the Chinese historian's studio has just revealed a new set of photos. "

Before she finished speaking, the woman put the tablet on the table and pushed it to the boss.

Just looking at the first photo made the man behind the desk exclaim "wow!"

There is no other reason. In this relatively clear color photo, the young Captain America George is wearing a pair of black stockings.

Continuing to scroll back, the two spectators in front of and behind the desk had disgusting expressions on their faces. This time, the person being teased turned out to be a young soldier wearing a South Vietnamese uniform! And just by looking at his frightened eyes, you can tell that he is definitely not willing!

And the background of their "crimes" was that many of them were in increasingly difficult villages where fires broke out one after another!

"It seems he has guessed the murderer," said the man behind the desk, extinguishing the stomach-churning screen.

"And he was right."

The woman in front of the desk put away her tablet and said, "According to our surveillance, the email address of Captain America's son recently instructed Jack, the former director of VN15, to assassinate the Chinese man and threatened him with evidence of his crime."

"I remember when you first broke the news, you told me that the supervisor took a public flight to Kazan?"

"right"

The woman in business attire nodded, "You specifically told me not to arrest this supervisor."

"Although it was not the young Chinese man who died, at least someone did die. In this case, it is enough to clear his suspicion."

The man behind the desk waved his hand after speaking, "I had already said that he would be assassinated, but I didn't expect that he would avoid it."

"Should we continue to pay attention?"

"The person who revealed the information to the Chinese man and assassinated him was Jack, the former director of VN15." The man paused, "Can you locate his location?"

"I can only confirm that his network IP was in Yebao a week ago."

"Where are Captain America and his son?"

"Also a week ago, the last network IP that appeared was in Nha Trang. When our people rushed there, they couldn't find anyone. There was just a cafe that provided free Internet, and there was a lot of traffic."

The woman making the report paused, and when her boss didn't speak, she asked proactively, "In whose name are we disclosing the news this time?"

"Just because Captain America doesn't, we don't have to reveal the information."

The man behind the desk said expectantly, "Let's see if the Chinese scholar can catch Captain America and how he will treat them."

"According to our investigation, he seems to have a lot of network resources."

The woman in professional attire reminded that on the surface, there were some rich men from Europe and their rich lovers. In addition, it seemed that they also had interactions with the damn Buddhist robber from the Philippine Monkey Country. "

"Then there's no need to reveal the information to him." The man's tone became more expectant. "How about a bet? Bet on how long it will take him to catch Captain America."

"If these people just mentioned are willing to help him, I guess it will only take a week."

"I don't think these people will help him."

The man behind the desk said firmly, "Half a month, it will take him at least half a month to catch Captain America and his son. But I guess it may only take him two days at most to catch Mr. Jack who caused the explosion."

"What do you want to bet on?"

"While my wife is on a business trip to Washington, how about we have dinner together?"

"Boss, I don't think you are more attractive than that Chinese scholar. You should at least lose weight."

Before she finished speaking, the woman in professional attire simply turned around and left the office, leaving her boss scratching his crotch angrily.

The facts are just as expected by those who secretly follow Wei Ran. On the morning of August 8, Inta's local patrol team, miners' union, gang members and police team, inspired by Queen Inta, went on a trip They worked together to capture Jack, the former supervisor of VN15, in the carriage of a coal train that was about to leave for Yebao.

Although this matter has not been made public, it is still circulated on a small scale. According to rumors, it was Inta's star Jima who caught the bastard himself.

At noon that day, Wei Ran and Ji Ma, accompanied by Suisui, took a plane to the former labor camp site more than a thousand kilometers away and completed the interview as scheduled.

On the same day, people who secretly stared at the mailbox of Captain America and his son also noticed that Jack, the former director of VN15, sent an email. In this email, Jack was chased, hunted and bitten by several brown bears. He let out a scream of terror, which eventually turned into pieces of meat all over the floor.

On the same day that Weiran accepted the special interview, the British millionaire Mr. Charlotte also followed the former’s request and helped to post a reward worth 50 US dollars on the dark web: “Looking for Captain America and Wild Boar George and his son, life or death.” !”