At noon on August 14, 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-6 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 drunk to the point where he was walking giddily by the guests who did not 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 leather shoes 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, and with Maya beside him, 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 Ji Ma's private plane. Following closely, Ji Ma and Mr. Gotze also invited the guests of honor to board the plane.

The plane smelled faintly 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 made a good-natured joke about Weiran.

"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've seen him wrapped up with parachute ropes several times to look like a rice dumpling. Mr. Gotze, have you ever eaten rice dumplings? It's a Chinese seasonal delicacy."

"

"Sweet rice tied into mummies," 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”

Jima 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 zongzi, this ugly and cute plane finally started 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-painted 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 An-74 transport aircraft.

So it didn't take long for the plane everyone was riding to surpass those old transport planes and be the first to cross the rolling 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 Weifang.

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.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! For such a long time, this white man over fifty years old has been sent everywhere like a package of goods, undergoing plastic surgery again and again.

Through psychological intervention, he was finally domesticated and turned into a "doll" that he could dress up at will.

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 around 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 first crew members 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 wing suit.

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 shouts of the pilots of the last few transport planes came from the radio channel. 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 the parachute as if he had rehearsed 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.

"Bang!"

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, he put on waterproof rain boots, 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 slowly rowed 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 and trying not to shed tears.

"Ivan...Director Ivan"

Ji Ma glanced at Wei Ran, who had clenched his fists and had a gloomy face, and finally said, "Director Ivan, just...just now...when we were driving Sasha over the Ula Mountains, the plane...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 thought of Weiran's joint VN15 revelation not long ago. That Captain America.

What's more, I started to worry about whether the private plane under my butt was safe.

"How is Mr. Ivan doing?" Gotze asked, suppressing his anxiety.

“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, the rescue is very difficult."

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

"Can we push our trip back 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!"
To be continued...