sinovels Chapter 3 Chapter 3
Chapter 3 Chapter 3
Jimmy and the captain looked at each other, unable to tell which one let go first.The captain seemed to say thank you, but he didn't seem to.
Jimmy remembered that his complaint ruined Tal's chances of being selected as a progressive airport this year, and the points deducted may not be able to make up for next year.
So he hugged the book in his arms, and said: "Chinese compatriots," he grinned and threw a standard eight-teeth commercial smirk: "I counted, you are a lonely star," he pointed The front of the roof, the corner of the luggage rack, "suitable for sitting there."
He thought the captain would pretend not to know him like last night, but he didn't expect that he didn't talk much, and really moved to the corner ahead in the rickety car with both hands and feet.
The captain sat with his knees tucked in, watching the crowds of the last town before the desert.
Only then did Jimmy see him clearly, a back view.He didn't look like he did in the dream - he looked better than in the dream.
Indeed, the captain is not young anymore, but even the gray strands in his hair and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are extremely sexy.Last night he was biting his stubborn lip, and the dark brown pupils behind him were full of puzzlement and anger, but he was well-bred and didn't make a move, not even a single complaint.
Jimmy couldn't help wondering more: Is he Chinese?How did you get reduced to driving heavy helicopters in country K?It was a dangerous and hard job that didn't make a lot of money, but anyone who had the means to fly would not do it.He is really short of money?Or...has he committed crimes in the country?
Jimmy closed the book with a snap.
What does his past have to do with me? Just a stranger, Jimmy says to himself, and I'm on my way to the airport right now, pilot him, fly him away, and better not come back.
He looked skyward, watching the birds make circle after circle around the earth-colored fort.Practitioners in the aviation industry hate birds the most, just as drivers on the ground will die when they encounter people blocking the way.Although the airport has special equipment to repel birds, pilots and navigators still feel that the sight of birds is annoying.
What was even more disturbing to the eyes and mind was the wires crossing the street five meters ahead, only a few tens of centimeters higher than the roof of the car. Jimmy was used to avoiding it, but the captain who lowered his head and thought clearly hadn't seen it yet.
A tragic collision accident was imminent. Jimmy threw the book and rushed to hold the captain's head. He held the captain in his arms, and then fell sideways, avoiding the wires.
Then he felt the captain turn and an elbow hit him in the ribs.
He reacted quickly and dodged but was still hit.Then the captain leaned over and hugged his thighs and threw him onto the roof of the car, put his knees between his legs, and firmly controlled his shoulders with both hands—a standard fighting action, if it wasn't for him himself being killed Pressing the victim on the ground who was about to receive a fat beating, Jimmy almost clapped his hands.
"Treat yourself like a donkey with good intentions!" Jimmy yelled heartily, pointing to the wires he helped him avoid just now, "It's fine if you don't take care of your compatriots in the motherland abroad, you still do it!"
The captain also understood the cause and effect at this moment, he was stunned, bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry." He pulled Jimmy up and checked back and forth for any injuries.
Jimmy: "It's not bad, have you practiced?"
Captain: "Well, I practiced it when I learned how to fight hijacking."
Jimmy thought, so he had flown civil aviation.Anti-terrorist attacks in civil aviation can still train such masters... He thought that the course was purely for display.
But China's civil aviation is different from that of the UK after all—the domestic flights are full of young and beautiful stewardesses, all of whom are IKEA and IKEA. Why doesn't he stay as the captain of civil aviation?What was he doing here all the time?
The captain cleared his throat and said suddenly, "You're not bad at all."
Jimmy replied: "I'm used to being bullied in school. Hey, you said that your first few shots were self-defense, and I admit it. What is the last one?"
Personal revenge?Under the black hand?
The captain was dumb again.He cautiously looked around the roof of the car and caught a glimpse of the book "Flying West by Night" that Jimmy had left behind just now. He opened his lips slightly and was about to change the subject when the minibus suddenly stopped outside the security gate of the airport.
The armed soldiers from country Y drove everyone out of the minibus, and scanned the inside and outside of the bus up and down to make sure there were no bombs.
When getting out of the car, Jimmy didn't tell the captain that there was a mud puddle next to the security gate.
The captain didn't look back to say goodbye to Jimmy as he walked through the mud puddles to the gate.
"Jimmy, why are you here? Today, the queue is full of fifteen flights, and even Aruna has to work overtime. I've had my third cup of milk tea. Would you like to have one too?"
As soon as Jimmy entered the central control room, he saw his shift-changing colleague was so anxious that smoke was coming out of his head——Since Ajit was kicked out of the Capital Airport last year because he offended his boss and was transferred to Tal Airport, the planes he saw so far were not as good as the ones flying in the previous day Come a lot.
Jimmy took the takeoff and landing schedule arranged by Ajit.In view of the extraordinary period after the earthquake, he deliberately called each receiving airport to confirm the time and the availability of the runway. Sure enough, he found that a flight to the capital of country Z needed to take off in advance to ensure that there was a runway to land when it arrived.
Ajit is in a dilemma: "But, Jimmy, we don't have space for him to take off here. You see, the biggest gap between the two shifts is only 10 minutes, and there are still guide vehicles, passengers, sand removal, and pre-flight work. examine……"
Jimmy pointed to the glaring "K862" on the departure table, and told Ajit: "Notify him of the delay."
Ajit: "Good morning, K862, tower."
The co-pilot's voice was as sweet as ever: "Tower, K862."
Ajit: "I have some bad news..."
The co-pilot immediately turned cold: "Tell me, how long is the delay?"
Ajit: "Around two hours and fifteen minutes."
Co-pilot: "I'll fuck you! Why don't you say good morning instead of good evening?"
In the evening, Ji Yuanyuan will regret that she has a crow's mouth, saying that it is not good to joke about flight delays.
Jimmy's day was smooth and exciting.
I have been a navigator for more than three years, and today is the first important moment that really requires his overall planning.He sent off all ten flights safely, and ushered in five new flights. After the daily routine closing inspection was in place, he arranged for Ajit to go home first.
"If you don't come back again, I should think you are an investment banker." When he was still in London, his best friend was a banker. From working 24 hours at a time, he had to go to the gym to take a shower, and he went home just to get a change of clothes.
Ajit didn't know what an investment bank was, and Jimmy didn't bother to explain.He dismissed him with a wave of his hand, adjusted the office chair to a comfortable angle, put his feet on the table, and wrote his work diary.
It happened to be night when he finished writing the diary, so he took a tuk-tuk back to his residence, washed up hastily, and threw himself on the bed.
The hot summer is coming to an end, and at midnight, the desert moon falls extremely low and round.
The moment Jimmy was woken up by the pager, he was already cursing the injustice of fate in his heart. The earthquake should not have caused the people of K country to suffer, and even the poor airport pilot who was thousands of miles away had to work overtime endlessly.
When he saw the content displayed on the pager clearly, even fate could not explain all of this: the target airport of K862 was affected by the rainy season due to extreme weather, the airport conditions did not support landing, and he returned to Taal.
There were no flights tonight as planned, so only Aunt Aruna was left on duty at the airport, and no navigator was arranged.
Jimmy gulped down a glass of cold water and rode his motorcycle to the airport at lightning speed.Before leaving, even the sheep blocked the door and threw their temper at him, bleating and kicking their hoofs, not sure if they were hungry or thirsty, or just unhappy to be woken up.
"Bah, don't you believe it if you eat hot pot on weekends?"
at night.Thirty thousand feet in the air.In the narrow cockpit.
He flew westward blindly.There is darkness in front of the windshield, and the night sky is full of stars. Only the radar map on the screen at hand stubbornly points out the way in the next second.Being a pilot is all about getting used to the dark and slowly trusting it blindly—and there are ways in the dark.
When he finally arrived at a border airport, he suddenly heard the voice of another human being, and the runway in front of him was simple and moonlight.
"Turn right at the end of the K862 runway and stop at No. [-]."
"Turn right at K862, seat No. [-]." He repeated for confirmation.
He heard the young navigator, "Jim" or "Jimmy" or something, announce ground temperature, wind speed, and visibility in sleepy tones.
After getting off the plane and passing through the long unmanned airport, he looked up through the window outside the central control room and saw the navigator with his head lowered, as if he was asleep.The young boy had frizzy hair and wore a fluffy pajamas with an Ultraman drawn on it.
He thought about it, and then thought about it, but he still looked for it on purpose.
"Hello, I would like to respond to some questions."
Jimmy was interrupted from the Tetris game machine, raised his eyes in displeasure, and saw that it was the model captain, and then lowered his head, the Tetris had already blocked the roof, and the game was over.
Response problem?Or "some problems"?He listened with all his ears.
Captain: "The canopy you arranged for us leaks air."
Jimmy: "We have a total of six canopies, five of which are occupied, why did you come back so late." He gritted his teeth inwardly, but smiled brightly on his face, "If you don't like that canopy, you can stop in the open air."
captain:"……"
They have only known each other for a few days, and they have already begun to pester such questions as who will come back late, and why?
Captain: "I came back so late, you know why. We approached the tower half an hour ago, and it was your cleaner who answered."
Jimmy: "We are poor and have few people. Please bear with me, captain. I rushed over as soon as I received the call."
The pajamas were not changed, and people complained after watching a joke, almost staged the second season of "The Farmer and the Snake". Jimmy simply stopped playing, rubbed his hair, stood up and made himself a cup of masala milk tea.
Accidentally made too much, he took out a new cup and poured out another cup, and handed it to the captain.
Captain: "I suggest checking the bird repellent at your airport."
Jimmy: "I just checked today when I got off work, and it's absolutely fine."
The hand that handed the milk tea stretched out and retracted, and Jimmy leisurely poured the extra cup of milk tea into the sink.
Jimmy couldn't bear it, but he still couldn't bear it, and felt it was unfair for Ajit.Tull was no good at Progressive Airport, and he would never be transferred back to the capital.The eldest son will not be able to marry a wife if he does not go to a big city. It is said that Ajit's mother is graying with worry.
Jimmy said coldly to the captain: "Don't you just complain? Write another letter to complain."
The captain was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jimmy: "Don't forget which airport took you in for an emergency landing yesterday and today. I checked the records, and country Z didn't let you land at all, so you came to us, right?"
After Jimmy finished speaking, he didn't bother, thinking that it would be good to let Ajit lead the K862 in the future.The captain seemed to want to say something, but he turned his head and left.
Jimmy: "I'm going to lock the door."
Then he heard a faint voice behind him say "thank you".
When I got home that night, it was almost dawn, and the sheep slept stretched out on the floor. In my dream, my four legs kicked in turn. It must be a scene with grasslands and fierce horses.
Jimmy had lost all sleepiness, made a cup of hanging coffee, and turned on his laptop.
Even after drinking the local specialty Masala milk tea for three years, his favorite is still coffee.Fortunately, although local supplies are scarce, coffee is always indispensable - this land was colonized by the British two centuries ago, and all food crops were cut down to grow coffee beans.For the enjoyment of the empire on which the sun never sets, how many people died in famine.
He thought, he hadn't thought about it for a long time—his home, where he grew up, Chelsea, the small bourgeois coffee shop, the organic flower shop, the barbecue restaurant owned by Turkish immigrants...
The campuses of University College London are scattered all over the city. He was carrying a bag to catch the subway, and his chemistry textbook was as heavy as a brick.
At that time, the Olympic Games were in the final stage of intensive preparations. The Gherkin was not as obtrusive as it was at the beginning after being covered for several years. There was a surge of refugees in Europe, but walking on the streets of London felt full of vitality.
He didn't say goodbye, didn't even leave a note, and didn't even take a suitcase. He took his passport and went to Heathrow Airport to board the plane.He has a first and last name in his passport, and now he is called "Jimmy".No history, no tomorrow, a lonely and happy "Jimmy".
So, what's the captain's name?It didn't even occur to him to ask the handsome, broad-chested reporter's name.
Jimmy took a photo of the Band-Aid on the man's hand when he reached out for milk tea from the surveillance record of the central control room at Thar Airport and sent it to his friend who is a doctor, asking him to find out where the Band-Aid factory is.
The next day was uncommonly overcast.
He didn't have a flight mission, and the co-pilot Ji Yuanyuan knocked on the door, stalked him and dragged him to "Blue Velvet".
She stepped on high heels, put on makeup, and looked very similar to those beautiful girls on the Internet-to be honest, he couldn't tell who was who in many cases.Everyone is beautiful, everyone is the same.
Ji Yuanyuan carried a Coca-Cola brand purse and swung it over her shoulder.
"There's nothing to do in this damn place, you can't even access the Internet, fuck you." Ji Yuanyuan rented a motorcycle for herself from somewhere, and rented one for him too.
"Why are you scolding my mother for such a thing?"
Ji Yuanyuan pointed to the motorcycle: "I have pledged my passport, so don't fall into the ditch."
He ignored her, stepped into the car and left.The dirt road out of the city raised yellow sand all over the sky. He pulled the scarf over his mouth and forgot to wear sunglasses, so he had to squint his eyes to barely see the road.
"I won't even turn over if you turn over a ditch." He gestured provocatively behind him.
Like him, Ji Yuanyuan was born in the army and turned to civil aviation after retiring from the army—she even did better than him in civil aviation. She was promoted to co-pilot at the age of 27, and the routes she fought for were all short domestic two-hour flights , I go back on the same day, and I can eat breakfast and dinner at home.
Rao's life was going well, but she unexpectedly resigned after a flight, citing "sexual harassment by her superiors and colleagues, and gender discrimination by air traffic control."
Anyway, they looked down on her and didn't trust her to fly well, all because she was a woman and she "had had enough."
These are all what Ji Yuanyuan told him when drinking the fragments. She also said that after she resigned, she became a freelance pilot, and she would fly for whoever pays the most. , Never ask what is on the plane or who is sitting on it.
"Once I was in the capital of country Y, and asked the ground controller to approve FL60. Isn't country Y discriminating against women, so the air traffic controller asked me contemptuously how I planned to climb to [-] feet."
She sang to the wine and was in high spirits: "I was driving an SR-71, a triple-sonic long-range strategic reconnaissance plane, brother, I pretended to think for a while, and told the air traffic control that I didn't want to climb to [-] feet, I was Want to descend to [-] feet."
There were several clapping sounds nearby, and a handsome big boy who appeared out of nowhere put a bottle of Bombay Sapphire on the table and wanted to light a cigarette for her.He was wearing a silk white shirt and white trousers that were not afraid of getting dirty, and his hair was carefully groomed.
"I fly high on the plateau." Ji Yuanyuan waved his hand and rejected Yan, and looked up at him.The thick eyebrows and big eyes on his delicate face seemed to hide the moonlight and stars, and his figure was slender and straight. He could have appeared in a boy group debut, but was completely destroyed by his ruffian face with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Call me Jimmy."
Ji Yuanyuan smirked: "Why aren't you called Tony? The barbers at our house only have these two names, and they call them in turn, one Jimmy and the other Tony."
Jimmy just laughed when he heard this: "Tony is my eldest cousin, and he's not yet of legal drinking age."
He turned to look at the captain, wanting to apologize - this morning, when the ground crew routinely inspected the bird repellent, they found that the wires at Thar Airport were indeed short-circuited, probably caused by the sandstorm that blew at noon yesterday.But the captain didn't think he was air at all.
Just when Ji Yuanyuan had already started blowing bottles in English with a group of new local fans, while Jimmy and the captain were relatively speechless and awkwardly silent, suddenly a group of people squeezed across the dance floor, rushed to their table, and snatched out of her Coca-Cola fanny pack.
"Rahmi?"
What's happening here? Jimmy watched in bewilderment as his colleague, who had been on sick leave for a week and hadn't come to work for a week, mixed in with the gangsters, grabbed the bag and ran away, and the captain was gone in the blink of an eye.
what happened? !
"K862!" He shouted his number into the air like an idiot.
He chased to the elevator in three steps at a time—Tal’s elevator was built at the end of the colonial era. It looked like an iron cage, and the sliding doors made of barbed wire had to be opened and closed manually by himself.
When Jimmy chased to the elevator door, he saw the captain closing the elevator door neatly.He reached out to open the door to join him, but only felt that the door was firmly held by the other party, motionless.
He and he looked at each other through the iron gate.
Then Jimmy saw the elevator start to rise, and the captain's indifferent face looked down on him from the gradually rising height, like a gray-haired god overlooking all living beings.And Jimmy felt like a sheep gnawing on the turf on the edge of the desert, dying without hope, and he was so happy after knowing it.
Until the elevator stopped on the top floor with a bang, and then he heard a gunshot.