Chapter 1237 - Not Only Paris
It was a flight that took off just after 11 a.m., took more than seven hours to fly to Paris, and arrived at Charles de Gaulle International Airport at about one o'clock in the second half of the night French time.
Flights with absolutely cheap fares are very discounted, but this time is bad enough that many people will find a place to make do with it until dawn when they arrive at their destination airport!
If you want to save money, you have to pay for it, but not all travelers who need to travel between the Atlantic are rich people or companies that pay for their tickets, and no matter how hard they work, there will always be many passengers who will choose the cheaper red-eye flights.
In fact, the business of airlines is not easy to do, and the occupancy rate of such red-eye flights is less than half of the point, which is a small profit, and there is not much profit, but if you don't do it, someone else will do it, at least you can make more money on the return trip, all for market share.
But tonight the crew encountered a very strange situation, the flight attendants originally thought that it would be very easy, such a flight only needs to send pillows, blankets and drinks once, and there are few passengers and worry.
I didn't expect it to be almost full all of a sudden, knowing that this is not a domestic red-eye flight from the West Coast of the United States to the non-East Coast in the traditional sense, and the sudden increase in passengers two or three hours before takeoff is rare.
The company would be happy, it's all money, and if every red-eye flight was like this, American Airlines' financial statements would look a lot better, and the flight attendants would have to be busy for a while.
The flight attendants kept smiling professionally when they boarded the plane, but their hearts gradually beat the drum: what kind of passengers are these!
Abnormal!
After boarding the plane, the purser went to the cockpit and told the captain about her discovery.
"Captain, the 100 or so new passengers are all young men, not a single woman or child, and... These people don't talk much, but they should be together, like an army. ”
The captain was looking at the weight table and the passenger list, listening to the flight attendant's words, and said: "Tell everyone not to worry, I just received a call that at least more than ninety percent of the new passengers are emergency tickets booked within the company."
Don't ask, don't think about it, who knows what's going on.
Finish the work early, go to sleep when it's time to change shifts and rest, I really hate this time, it's still the middle of the night in Paris!"
This last sentence is clearly a whining.
No crew likes such a red-eye transoceanic route, but the second half of the night route has its advantage, that is, the relative distance is relatively short, New York is not Paris is about 5500 kilometers, the cost is low for airlines, which is not too selective for the crew members.
The straight-line distance from New York to Paris is 5,840 kilometers, and the actual flight distance of the aircraft is generally between 5,500 and 6,500 kilometers, which is related to various factors such as the route, high-altitude currents, etc.
The earth is turning, and the route is busy during the day, and the reason for the route allocation can make you burn oil and fly thousands of kilometers more!
As for the return trip, it will take longer, and it is a story of running after and turning around the earth, so there will be cases where the flight distance of the plane itself is shorter than the straight-line distance on the map to reach the destination.
The captain didn't want to know what passengers were on this trip, and the people arranged through the company would not be dangerous, at least not to the company's own plane.
A group of men, fortunately, according to the baggage report, the number and weight of the luggage on this flight did not exceed the standard, and the fuel was not full, so there is no need to worry about the large proportion of men in the passengers, resulting in overweight on the plane.
Everything was normal, the passenger plane took off, and after the climb, according to the New York Air Traffic Control Center, there was a private business jet on the same route to Paris at Highway 10 in front of their 767.
There is no need to worry about getting too close and being disturbed by the wake of the aircraft in front of you, because although the route is the same, the private business jet did not take off from JFK, but from the Long Island private airport where the 767 was dropped the other day.
It was a Gulfstream, and the cruising altitude was almost 6,000 feet higher than the red-eye flight, and the two were not used to cruising at the same level.
However, the rich man who took the Gulfstream 4 seems to be a little special, the plane uses a long-range cruise speed, that is, it is fuel-efficient and not in a hurry, it is more than 20 kilometers slower than the cruise speed of 767 per hour, and it will be flown forward by the passenger plane below within half an hour.
In the middle of the night, the private jet flew to Paris, and it was not in a hurry, and the captain and co-pilot of the passenger plane were a little puzzled.
It occurred to me...
Isn't the private airport on Long Island the majority shareholder of the company, so what does it have to do with the new passengers in the cabin?
The two pilots are not CIAs, so they don't think much about it, it's easy to fly on autopilot, and after four hours of preparing the pilots to come back to take over, these two can go to the hidden pilot rest area on the upper deck to lie down.
767 airliners, these flights to intercontinental routes, have a crew and resting berths just above the heads of ordinary passengers.
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Mr. Captain guessed correctly, the 112 male passengers were all the people of Mr. Allen, the majority shareholder of the company, but a large number of them did not end up in Paris.
Some would make a layover in Paris or train to Belgium, Germany and Italy – and within a few hours, the "combined forces" had already received initial and effective intelligence support.
This time, not only these 112 personnel who were mixed from various departments such as the former intelligence agencies, special forces, and police departments worked for the boss, but also hundreds of subordinate personnel of the company who specialized in dirty work in Nice received instructions to be ready to carry out tasks at any time.
Not only the personnel of the company itself, but also the heads of three small but powerful mercenary organizations received a notice from the intermediary - waiting for instructions, there is a dirty job to do, no other work can be taken for two weeks, and the waiting commission will be paid now.
This is a good thing, as for the mission destination, I only know that it is Southeast Europe, so let's not talk about it first.
It stands to reason that the commanders of the mercenaries generally refuse to wait for such a task with an unclear destination, otherwise if the employer wants you to go to Yugoslavia to die, who will eat?!
Fortunately, the intermediary revealed a secret that was not allowed to be divulged and that the regimental commanders did not dare to divulge: the employer was a "joint force", and the destination was not the place in Yugoslavia that had been slaughtered into a flesh mill.
That's it, the employer has a good reputation, gives generous money, and will not let people go to death, as for who to kill, it doesn't matter at all, this is the craft of these groups of mercenaries to eat.
The contractors in the technology didn't talk much, each with his pillow and began to rest, their presence did not attract the special attention of ordinary passengers, and the others did not know that the gang had bought tickets two or three hours in advance.
At the same time, in the Gulfstream 4 at an altitude of 6,000 feet above their heads, six Red Devils, two female former KGBs, plus Randy, Lin Man, and Paul, basically filled the business jet that Boss Guan sometimes used.
Guan Lao Datong Andrei was in India, and Pavel Koshevoy was in charge of this mission.