As He Lin looked out through the porthole, everything was a blur, a thick curtain of water sliding quickly down the window from top right to bottom left, layer after layer, as if it would never fade. She reached out her own modest palm to touch the glass on the porthole, the coldness lingering on her fingertips. Slightly farther away, she vaguely recognized the night lights of two transport planes, two Cargo-3 transport planes that had taken off from the Jiuquan military airport in Gansu Province, and which, He Lin knew, were loaded with all those great big medical instruments and equipment that she had seen and had not seen before. Thunder continued to roar outside the window, and sudden lightning tore through the boundless blackness of the night, turning the curtains of water outside the window into silver streamers of gold. Herring's breathing gradually quickened, and she absently gripped the handle of the bulkhead. The glare of the lightning made her very afraid, as if she was back to that night. Luckily, the sound of the engine roared inside the cabin, and through the thick cabin, the sound of the thunder outside was covered up and became less scary, which made He Lin feel that she had grasped a straw of peace of mind
A short alarm sounded inside the cabin, and the red light beside the hatch lit up with it, coloring the inside of the cabin into a dark red. Inside the cabin, filled with a faint red light, dozens of children quickly stood up from their reclining seats inside the cabin and silently lined up in two rows facing the door. They were dressed in dark green camouflage uniforms, with the red cross armband representing medical care on each of their right arms, and on their chests, the red flag of the People's Republic of China*** and the country of the Chinese People's Liberation Army had a cane on it, and the cane was covered by two intertwined canes. The cane was tightly wrapped by two intertwined snakes. The red light shone like flowing neon in the children's eyes. They were boys and girls, all of them still young. In the past, when the adults were still around, most of them were still in middle school, still enjoying the bittersweet joys of school life. But now, some of them are young doctors who have been in charge of the Lancet for three years, and some are nurses who have been working on the clinical front for more than two years. Now, with the stalemate in the fighting on the western front of Altay and days of torrential rains, the main land transportation routes have been severely damaged. After two days of emergency training, these small doctors and nurses, temporarily changed to "transport -3" transport aircraft formation, flying to the motherland's remote northwest border.
"Attention, to open the door!" The roar of the engine I do not know who shouted.
The red light went out in response, and the yellow light came on.
The cabin hydraulic door slowly opened. For a moment, the whistling cold wind mixed with thick water mist, violently poured into the cabin. Many children were nearly blown down by the sudden strong wind, and it was already a struggle just to hold on to the handles on the bulkhead, so they could not take another step forward. For a moment, it was as if the thunder had been turned up by some mischievous child, hammering hard into everyone's ears.
At this point, the cabin radio sounded without warning, "Hurry. I'm not going to be able to do that! Everyone jump immediately. We're locked onto enemy radar! If we don't jump now, it will be too late!" A hiss came over the radio, and it took a great deal of effort for Herring to understand the meaning of the words. It was definitely the worst sound Herring had ever heard, she had never believed a boy could make such a sound before this, it was an almost inhuman tone of voice that only came out from being processed over and over again by extreme fear and nervousness. But anyway, at least the pilot hadn't abandoned them and had told them what to do. At once the cabin was in chaos, a cacophony of voices, and fear infected everyone. They scrambled to release the cabin wall handles like they were throwing away red-hot metal, and ran desperately through the bumpy cabin toward the hatch. Of the rows of kids closest to the hatch, a few of the boldest closed their eyes and jumped out as they listened to the announcement, nothing mattered, they had almost forgotten all about their skydiving training over the past few days. The rest were a few timid kids who still held their handles tightly and screamed instinctively, but were soon forced to close their out-of-control lips as the cold and oxygen-deprived gusts filled their lungs. The child in the back, furthest from the hatch, goes crazy and pushes the child in front, even going so far as to crawl over the child in front of him. The scrawny child attempted to regain his grip on the loose bulkhead handle to keep from falling into the already slippery cabin, but was jostled back and forth by the children coming up behind him, his hands clawing haphazardly at the walls. The unfortunate Horine was at the far end of the cabin. Thin and small, she used all her strength to move forward against the gusting wind, and only then did she feel that no matter how fast she moved, she would become as slow as a snail.
"Hurry up and jump in the fucking front, want us to die with you too?" The kids in the back row cursed as they pushed hard against the kids in front of them, and a few who were still too scared to jump at the hatch were squeezed out of the plane by the ever-forwarding crowd. At first it was one, two, and then a clump of the crowd followed them down. Screw the jumping position, screw the jumping altitude. There are a few children in the spirit of overstressed shouting, in the jump off the plane a moment of reflex like pulling down the parachute cord, but not like the TV documentary bloomed a beautiful umbrella flowers, but as if by the rain in the night several pairs of horror of the big hand twisted into a twist, and it was only then that they realized in despair that they have completely lost the life of the last straw. Back to their own uncontrollable hysterical screaming, the dam of reason was completely destroyed, their faces should have been covered with tears, but was washed away by the cold rain. The gale wrapped around a few unfortunate children and threw them into an inconspicuous corner of the infinite black night.
Helene watched all this with eyes full of horror. Although she had experienced the brutal civil war, but all this is still tearing her young nerves, but she still open step toward the hatch stumbled to run, this time in the cabin except for a few children still hold the cabin wall, there is no one else, these children may still be doing the psychological struggle, or simply scared to the point of incapacitation, but it does not make a difference.
Helene walked to the edge of the cabin, she looked back at the children shivering in fear, against the gusting winds and torrential rain, and shouted to these people "Everyone jump, if you don't jump, there's nothing left!". Herring then tried her best to remember the training steps of skydiving and jumped down. At the moment of jumping, He Lin spread her body wide open, recalling the essentials of the training, she tried her best to stretch her body, and made a "big" shape with slightly narrower legs. In an instant, the rain pummeled her limbs wildly, and the air became very sticky, hitting Herin's face. Luckily, the air mask that He Lin wore fit perfectly with her face, otherwise breathing would have been difficult in such a high altitude free fall. In her moment of fear, she actually felt a hint of excitement. "Those of you who are alive, listen up, when you land and get a head count, you will see marked flames on the ground, remember to lean that way." He Lin's air conduit headset suddenly rang out, this is the voice of the special medical team leader, He Lin's thoughts were suddenly pulled back, parachute jumping has made her become a little bit adrift, she actually forgot about her mission.
Suddenly the sky in the northwest suddenly became fire bright, and when He Lin squinted her eyes to pay attention to it, it was still getting brighter, He Lin could see that this fireball was rushing towards them, a few seconds later, He Lin realized that the speed of this fireball was actually extremely rapid, she instantly remembered the image of an x cubic drawn by her math teacher in her first year, after passing through 1, it was almost straight straight straight towards the y-axis that didn't really exist. existent uppermost endpoint. The missile's speed was getting faster and faster and faster, and in the end it was as if even the shape of the fireball was gradually being flattened by the speed, as if a small tail had sprouted from its rear end, which was getting longer and longer and longer, and finally turned into the tail flame that He Lin had seen on TV. The shape of the tail flame when a rocket is launched was seen on TV, and He Lin realized with horror that it was a missile!
A loud noise erupted as if from within He Lin, and for a moment He Lin felt the curtains of darkness being rudely pulled back, and false sunlight filling the entire desolate Gobi in an instant. She wanted to turn her head to look at the Yun-3, but she felt the heat at her back gradually getting stronger, even becoming a bit blazing, and she didn't dare to turn her head to look at it again. Well, a moment later the feeling was refilled by the onslaught of rain. With that the darkness proclaimed the death of the sun, and the entire Gobi returned to the cold blackness of night.
"The transport-3 is destroyed," Herring said, shuddering, into the throat mic. Her heart was gripped tightly as she thought of the children in the transport plane who were holding the cabin handle in a death grip. And at that moment, she suddenly remembered something, she hastily twisted her head to look around, but she only saw a flower of death full of smoke and flame that had not yet withered in the dark night, and the rest of the two transport-3s disappeared into the rainy night of Altay, out of sight.
"Where are the other ...... other two transport-3s?" Her trembling voice reached the ears of the children still alive through the squad's radio, some of them had already landed safely in the rainy night, some of them were still nervously maneuvering their parachutes to keep from being blown over by the gusty winds, but upon hearing Herring's voice, they coincidentally looked up into the now-empty night sky.
The Russian children's AWACS radar had detected the transports as soon as the formation took off from Lanzhou airport and entered the Altai region, and three minutes earlier, at the military base in Kurch, Kazakhstan, five Spear Thrower anti-aircraft missiles with laser guidance flew at the children's transport, with only the pilot of Herlin's plane in the air. Only the pilot of the transport plane in which Herring was riding realized that the plane was locked and made a hasty escape announcement before parachuting out, while the pilots of the other two transport planes were only able to fly the plane to a certain extent. Because of this, as early as two minutes before the parachute, they were hit by a sudden missile, the deafening sound of the explosion by the thick walls of the cabin obscured, He Lin and his entourage did not even notice the distant flashes of the explosion of the fire, and in this way, the young and tender pilots prematurely left this turbulent times.
But there was no time to grieve, the barometer on her wrist was vibrating wildly, and Herring came back to her senses, realizing that the needle was pointing to the minimum altitude for opening the parachute, and as the altitude dropped, the howling winds became a little milder, but the torrential downpour persisted, and Herring put her hand to the handle of the parachute bag, which was already soaked to the skin.
Almost silently, the last parachute flower in the night opened quietly. Although the wind was much lighter, it was still very hard to control the parachute for He Lin, and she looked around her, and there were no companions around her, only endless night and rain on her face. She suddenly felt that she had fallen into the "Hey! Out" in that giant pit that seemed to be infinitely deep. It was only a matter of time before the bottomless darkness engulfed her.
"Has anyone else not landed?" The walkie-talkie rang out in the quiet darkness of the night. Herring's thoughts were pulled back in a flash.
"Yes, this is the vice-captain of Team 6, He Lin." He Lin shouted into the walkie-talkie.
"Helean, we are immediately marking the ground for landing, it's a green cold light stick. Please watch for approach." It was a calm, boyish voice, and a stone from her parachute escape finally fell to the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief and tried to move her fingers, when she noticed that they had become a little sore from the strangulation of the parachute assist straps.
A faint bit of green light in the distance, like the first rays of the rising sun, shot into Herring's eyes that had long been used to the darkness, then a second point, and a third. A mass of green points of light finally converged, illuminating Herin's black pupils
"It's a landing marker!" He Lin was overjoyed as she re-routed her parachute clumsily according to the wind direction. Based on the location of the landing mark just now, He Lin deduced that she was still very close to the ground, and she bent her knees slightly to absorb the impact of the landing. During training, the entire medical unit used the army's revolutionized side-rolling landing method. It can effectively reduce the damage to the human body from the huge impact when landing.
Finally landed on the ground, He Lin borrowed the inertia of the fall of the side began to roll, cushioning most of the impact, with the help of the flash of lightening momentary glare, she saw her own landing on the ground, this is a piece of sand full of mud, puddles of all sizes covered this sandy area. Stones the size of millstones were cluttered all around. And the green light of the collection shone just ahead on a spot of higher ground. She unzipped her own parachute bag and stood up and subconsciously tried to pat the sand off her body as she had done during training, but in an instant, she realized that her hands supporting herself up were covered in yellow sand, and every piece of clothing on her body from top to bottom, inside and out was all soaked through, and her originally clean military uniform was stained with mud and sand. Her own hair was also covered in rough grains of sand. He Lin froze for a second, but she gritted her teeth and ran straight towards the green light in the distance.
The road was rugged, and even with the illumination of a strong tactical flashlight, it was still a dangerous place to go, and He Lin nearly fell into a ten-meter-deep gully. In the gully, a huge torrent wrapped in a hundred years of sediment deposited here debris, roaring to an unknown part of the desert running away.
"Let's hope no one falls here on landing." A pang of fear ran through Herring. She looked off into the distance, skirting this angry river resurrected by the torrential rains. Finally, after going over the last low dune, the brightness of the bright green light peaked, and around the green light, a dozen or so people had gathered, and they were constantly busy with something. Herring ran towards them, and a boy a head taller than her was the first to notice her, shouting in the other direction, "Over here! There's another one over here!"
A few people came sniffing from a distance with flashlights, and Herring sized up the men, who also looked like they'd been in a mud pool and were dirty. "Name?" There was a boy who was noticeably bigger than the others who ran over surrounded by several people who had taken their uniforms off to give the boy shelter from the rain, and when he ran up to Herring, Herring saw that he was holding a paper document in his hand. Nonetheless, that document was damp in quite a few places.
"I'm the vice-captain of Team 6, Herring," Herring said.
"Helean 。。。。 Helean 。。。。" The man searched the paper for a while, and after flipping through another article he looked up and asked "Is it a top one plus a bottom one bae" He Lin nodded, and after half a day of looking at the boy, he finally took a pen out of his breast pocket and put a check mark on the paper. Then he raised his head to look at He Lin "Team 6 is the third hospital in North China, right, you go over there and look for your team, we'll leave as soon as it's light"
He Lin reflexively looked at her watch, it was now two o'clock midnight. He Lin nodded. She didn't say anything. The boys pointed a short distance away, in the shadow of a rock, as if a number of people were huddled underneath.
Herring walked slowly through the rain, it was a huge rock, but the bottom had somehow been eroded out of a depression, unexpectedly sheltered from the rain. Mud-covered children huddled together, keeping each other warm.
Helene dimmed her flashlight a bit and shone it toward the crowd, but she didn't see anyone. A sudden wave of exhaustion hit her and she collapsed on top of one.
"Lighten up!" The person she bumped into said impatiently, and Herring apologized before closing her eyes and gradually sinking into the abyss of dreams.
Everything was silent. It was still raining at night in Altay.
Whether they were awake or sleeping children, they all grew up in an instant
This is war.