War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 543 The Survivor of the Crash Landing

In the cabin filled with fog and alcohol smell, Wei Ran took every opportunity to observe everyone around him, but to his disappointment, including the four vigilant soldiers sitting opposite, all he could see Among the people, there is no one who looks similar to the grandfather photo provided by Edward.

"Junker 52 has three people, the pilot and co-pilot and the navigator, plus Captain Felix who covers his face with a turban. In other words, Edward's grandfather, Mr. Laws, is hidden among these people?"

Wei Ran leaned against the vibrating bulkhead and closed his eyes. Since he took off the blindfold, the plane has been flying for nearly two hours. During these two hours, the passengers in their row of seats have Those who smoke and drink, and those who read magazines or books.

But regardless of the four soldiers on the opposite side, or Captain Felix who had been standing all along, they never let go of their weapons, let alone communicated with each other.

"Fuck! Could it be that the British just happened to be attacked when they landed?"

Wei Ran's flash of speculation made his whole heart sink to the bottom of the valley. No matter how well-informed Ba Ba Ba's analysis was before he came, and no matter how low the probability was, if he really happened to encounter the British when he landed man's sneak attack
Wei Ran swallowed hard, and couldn't help but glance at Captain Felix, the only one in the cabin who was carrying a parachute bag, secretly thinking about how feasible it would be to snatch the parachute from the other party in the event of an accident .

However, before he could figure out the best attack sequence to grab the parachute pack, the plane started to shake violently!
"What's the matter?" Felix immediately sat on the chair on the side of the passage leading to the cab, and while fastening his seat belt, he yelled and asked through the canvas curtain.

"There seems to be some problem with the engine," Felix's voice came out from the loudspeaker on the side of the cabin ceiling very clearly.

It's just that the noise mixed in the horn has not disappeared, but the plane bumps more violently, and even the quiet people can vaguely hear curses coming from the cockpit on the other side of the canvas curtain.

"Look over there!"

The young man who just shared a cigarette with Wei Ran and kindly reminded him pointed behind the four soldiers on the opposite side, and shouted in panic, "I seem to have seen a flash of fire behind the curtain just now!"

Before the words fell, the plane began to swing from side to side, and everyone shouted in panic.

"Sit tight! Hold on to the things around you!" The voice from the horn in the corner of the cabin also became a little more panicked.

"What's going on?" Captain Felix simply tore off the canvas curtain and asked loudly.

"One of our engines lost power"

The pilot of the transport plane yelled and replied, "It should be that the sandstorm encountered during takeoff caused sand to enter the engine, but the worst thing is that our control system seems to have a problem!"

"Which direction is the airport?" Captain Felix asked after shouting.

"32 degrees west by north! There are less than [-] kilometers left!" The navigator quickly responded.

Before Felix could say anything more, the transport plane started to sway again, and the submachine gun in the hand of a soldier on the opposite side flew out and hit the young man next to Wei Ran hard on the face.

Amidst the screams, Wei Ran quickly grabbed the submachine gun with his eyes and hands, gripped the barrel with one hand, and quickly opened the folded buttstock with the other hand and held it tightly in front of him.

As the transport plane swayed violently, there were more and more sundries flying around in the cabin. Among these sundries, the small ones were just cigarette cases and pocket watches, and the bigger ones even included a wooden box!

Under Wei Ran's horrified gaze, the iron-clad wooden box smashed hard on the canvas curtain diagonally opposite, and then smashed the porthole in the swing of the transport plane, and flew out with the canvas curtain without hesitation!
At this time, no matter Wei Ran or the others, they could no longer hear any other sounds except for the whistling strong wind!
Turning his head to look at Captain Felix who was also struggling, Wei Ran squinted his eyes and looked at the opposite porthole.

Wherever he looked, he could see the blue sky from time to time, and from time to time, he could see the yellow sand surface getting closer and closer outside the window!

"Go grab the parachute!"

Wei Ran turned his head to look at Captain Felix, only to find that even at this time, he was still holding the weapon in his hand steadily, and even the muzzle of the P38 pistol was pointing in the direction of Wei Ran!

At this moment, he had no doubts at all, once he turned the submachine gun in his hand to aim at Felix, the other party would probably shoot immediately!
In this short and long stalemate, the altitude of the plane continued to decrease, but fortunately, thanks to the efforts of the pilot, the swing was much smaller, and even the soldier on the opposite side shouted "Wei!" Ran's name reached out to him, motioning to return the submachine gun to him.

Glancing at Captain Felix, and then at the other three soldiers who were looking at him vigilantly, Wei Ran happily let go of his right hand holding the folding butt, and handed the submachine gun over while holding the barrel.

Until the soldier on the opposite side took the submachine gun, the weapon in Felix's hand finally stopped burning for self-defense.

However, at this critical moment, the masked captain named Felix opened the hatch and jumped down without even saying hello!

For a moment, the sound of cursing in the cabin even covered the gust of wind blowing in from the cabin door!Even one of the soldiers turned around directly, aimed his submachine gun at the porthole behind him and pulled the trigger!

But soon, the parachute that exploded was thrown behind him, and the transport plane was getting closer and closer to the surface!
While everyone was waiting anxiously, the belly of the transport plane stuck to the ridgeline of the sand dune, first gliding for a hundred meters, then jumped and jumped a few times and fell down one side of the wing. A sharp turn and a plunge into the belly of another dune.

And inside the cabin, Wei Ran's neck was almost broken due to the violent turbulence during the forced landing, and the yellow sand pouring in from the cockpit hit his head and face and almost buried him alive!
Until the transport plane came to a complete stop, Wei Ran ignored the severe pain on his body and the big bump and wound on his head, gritted his teeth and unfastened the seat belt that almost strangled him to death.

Glancing at the young man next to him who once shared a cigarette with him, his neck had already presented a strange angle, obviously he was no longer alive.

Looking at the others, only two of the four soldiers survived, and among the passengers sitting in the same row as me, there were three or four who still had the strength to curse and try to crawl out.

It was too late, and he had no intention of saving others, Wei Ran stumbled to the edge of the cracked porthole, directly fell on the soft yellow sand outside, and ran away while rolling and crawling.

At this time, behind him, the nose of the plane had been completely buried in the yellow sand, and the right wing was broken together with the engine and thrown a hundred meters away. Yes, but at this moment, gasoline that distorted his vision due to volatilization was flowing down.

"Don't blow it up! Don't blow it up! Don't blow it up!"

While muttering nervously, Wei Ran limped and sped up his pace, resisting the severe pain in his body, and slipped into a bunker that was big enough to avoid the explosion.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time as he was about to stand up and continue running, the sound of deflagration came from behind, followed by a dull bang.

Holding his head and tightening his body, Wei Ran waited for five or six seconds until he was sure that nothing hit him, then stood up cautiously, and climbed up a few steps with hands and feet together.

Looking out, Wei Ran couldn't help grinning. At this time, the only remaining wings of the transport plane were ignited with raging flames, and even the engine that was suspended in the air had already touched the ground. On one side, there were still two soldiers and three surviving passengers lying on their stomachs. Obviously, five of them also survived.

"And there's Felix"

Wei Ran cautiously withdrew his peeping gaze, leaning against the scalding sand dunes with his back, secretly thinking about his next plan.

Although the return mission given by the metal book requires reaching a consensus with Felix to survive, but he doesn't think the bastard who abandoned everyone to escape by parachute is reasonable.

Even, because of the blindfold on his face and the curtains that blocked the porthole, he was even more worried that Felix, who was the only one equipped with a parachute, might not let anyone survive at all!
(End of this chapter)