Lin Jun seemed to have a long nightmare, dreaming that his fighter plane was struck by lightning, and saw that his body became a molecular state in an instant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Am I dead?"

It seems that he is not dead, and he seems to see several figures in the ice and snow rushing to repair an old biplane, and he is one of them, surrounded by overwhelming wind and snow.

Lin Jun woke up and woke up after a chaotic nightmare. The soldier's instincts calmed him down from the drastic change in his environment. Because as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a group of Europeans, and as soon as they saw that they woke up, a bearded man shouted in Russian: "Andrei is awake, Andrei is awake." ”

"I was repairing the plane just now, and the wind blew down the plane, and I was smashed by the wing." In an instant, it seemed that the memory of another person merged with himself, Andrei •, Nikolayevich •, Prenyakov, the youngest mechanic of the second class at the Messchmidt airport in the Chukotka Autonomous Okrug, a descendant of the martyrs of the Red Army, born as an orphan.

Looks like I'm really dead. Because now my memory tells me that the time is April 1934.

Lin Jun accepted the reality, and he used to think crankily, thinking that he could go back to decades ago and become an air combat ace who rode in the flames of war. It seems that he has really become the protagonist of science fiction.

The bearded man in his 40s in front of him was Ivan•Gorvich•Ginyyunev, the head of the airport mechanics, and now he was talking to himself: "You have been in a coma for more than 2 hours, and the doctor Vatya from Messchmidt•Yahanovna•Vuginskaya said that if you don't wake up, you will be in trouble." ”

"Vatya•Yakhanovna•Vukinskaya?" Lin Jun deliberately asked, he knew too little in his head now, and he wanted to know more information from the mouths of these people around him.

"Comrade Vatya • Yakhanovna • Comrade Vuginskaya is the best surgeon in our Messchmidt, and now he is examining Comrade Molokov, who is suffering from severe frostbite. Now the plane is repaired, but his can't fly. There are still many comrades on the "Cheryuskin" waiting for rescue, and just now he was still saying that if only Andrei had not been injured, there would have been two pilots at the airport who could fly the plane, and if Andrei had not been injured, he would have been able to rescue his comrades again. ”

Lin Jun's brain was running at high speed: in 1934, Messchmidt, "Cheryuskin", Comrade Molokov of Chukotka Autonomous Region, Lin Jun remembered, this is a famous event in the history of the Soviet Union: In April 1934, the Soviet polar research ship "Cheryuskin" was wrecked in the North Pole, and the crew was in danger, life and death were hanging in the balance, and they sent an emergency distress signal.

When the news reached the country, it attracted the great attention of the Soviet state leaders, and seven pilots stepped forward at the critical moment and flew to the polar regions several times at the risk of death to rescue the crew from a desperate situation. In order to commemorate the heroic deeds of the seven and to recognize their bravery, the Soviet government decided to create a supreme state award, from which the title "Hero of the Soviet Union" was born.

The seven were Liapidevsky, Levanevsky, Molokov, Kamanin, Slepniov, Vodopianov and Doronin. Among them, Liapidevsky flew to the pole once and rescued 12 crew members; Molokov made 9 sorties and rescued 39 people; Camanin made 9 sorties and rescued 34 people; Vodo Pianov made 3 sorties and rescued 10 people; Srepniov made 1 sortie and rescued 5 people; Doronin made 1 dispatch and rescued 2 people......

He is now Andrei, 21 years old, although he is a second-class mechanic who can only repair the simplest machinery, and even a mechanic is two levels behind, but he has learned to fly an airplane from Comrade Molokov, who makes himself the only 10th grade graduate of the Metzschmidt airfield, or a descendant of the martyrs of the Red Army, politically reliable. In this era, the regulations of civil aviation are not very strict, especially in the polar Arctic region like Chukotka, you can take a master with an apprentice, and then you can go to the competent department to prepare a case, of course, political reliability is the first element, because the Chukotka Autonomous Region is separated by a narrow Bering Strait is Alaska of the United States. And this Molokov should be the future "Hero of the Soviet Union".

"Old man Vasily Mikhailovich Yankov, are you helping me?" Lin Jun thought.

"Team Leader Ivan, I'm fine, take me to see Comrade Molokov."

Lin Jun jumped up from the bed, and the people around him immediately helped him put on his coat and boots, and went out of the gate.

It's clear, it's supposed to be morning, it's just so cold! Lin Jun felt at least minus 20 degrees. The airfield was small, the dirt runway was now covered with a layer of frozen snow, and in the distance was parked an old biplane with sled-type landing gear, which looked like it might be a Tupolev AHT-3. There are only a handful of birch trees around, which is not far from the Arctic Ocean.

The airport infirmary was very small, with only one bed, so Lin Jun would be placed in his dormitory. When I entered the door of the infirmary, I saw a female doctor debridement of a patient in a hospital bed. The man in his thirties on the bed should be Molokov. Now they were all looking at Lin Jun.

Lin Jun first noticed that it was the female doctor named Vukinskaya, it was not that Lin Jun did not distinguish between primary and secondary, but that this Vukinskaya doctor was too beautiful. With a delicate melon seed face, bright apricot eyes, and some Asian blood, looking at her is like putting a brazier on your forehead, which can dry your senses. In front of such a woman, the average man will become a fool in a few seconds.

Fortunately, Lin Jun is not an ordinary man.

"Hello, Dr. Vuginskaya. Comrade Molokov, I'm fine. Could you please tell us about the "Cheryuskin", I am going there. ”

"Yes, Andrei. Ivan, help me get the aeronautical charts.

"Andrey, your body is not yet able to withstand a long-distance flight." The female doctor seemed to be very sure of her judgment.

Lin Jun could take a closer look at this twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old female doctor this time, "Thank you for your concern, except for the extra bag on my head, the plane didn't leave me any memorial." ”

"Well done, Andrey!" There are still dozens of comrades on the "Cheryuskin" on the ice floes, and the planes on the side of Djezhnio have already moved, you have to hurry, comrades don't have much time! Molokov was glad that Andrei, who he had trained, could think so.

"Andrey, Dezhnio sent a telegram saying that they had rescued more than 40 comrades, plus the 17 comrades rescued by Comrade Molokov here on four trips, and now there are still forty or fifty comrades waiting for rescue." It was Ivan who spoke with the aeronautical chart.

Time was running out, Lin Jun and Molokov, who was lying on the hospital bed, studied the route, while Ivan yelled for his men to prepare for the flight.

When Lin Jun's full reindeer leather flight suit appeared on the runway, the ground crew was ready to take off. Just now, he had eaten a stewed reindeer meat with a makeshift meal to increase his calories. I feel like I'm feeling a hundred times more energetic now.

The Tupolev AHT-3 is a small biplane transport aircraft designed by Tupolev in the early 30s, which is a longitudinal three-seater aircraft with a semi-open cockpit and a pilot position at the front, which is very primitive. This time, the route was more than 700 kilometers away from the wreckage of the research ship, far exceeding its 500-kilometer flight radius. In order to reduce the weight, the ground crew removed all unnecessary equipment from the plane, leaving not even three seats, leaving only a wooden temporary seat for the pilot, with a piece of animal skin nailed to protect against the cold. A large number of fuel drums and packages were fixed in the back two seats, which contained aviation gasoline for refueling after the plane arrived at its destination, as well as food, fuel and warm clothing for the crew who insisted on waiting for rescue on the ice floe. After such a modification, as long as the cargo is unloaded, the two positions of the back seat can be stuffed into four people, and there is a small cargo compartment at the back of the aircraft, that is, half a cube, and a small person can be stuffed into it when necessary, but it is very dangerous and must not be used until the last resort.

The biggest danger of this flight is that there is no reference object, the whole journey is an endless sea and ice floe, the flight of more than 700 kilometers depends on a few simple instruments and a rudimentary compass to indicate the direction, one is not good, it will be lost, and all difficulties can only be overcome by the pilot himself.

Lin Jun climbed into the cockpit, and Ivan handed himself two small pots, both wrapped in animal skins, "Andrey, there is vodka and hot coffee in it." Remember, you must come back alive for me! “

"Yes, Uncle Ivan."

Briefly familiarized himself with the plane, "It's really simple and primitive." "That's what he thinks. But the Su-27SK has flown through, and this biplane is difficult to please.

Just as he was about to start the plane, he saw the female doctor Vukinskaya running towards the plane.

"Comrade Andrey, stuff it in your arms and it will keep you warm for an hour." The female doctor handed Lin Jun a saline bottle wrapped in flannel, which should be filled with hot water.

"Thank you, Vukinskaya, I'll come back alive." It seems that this charming female doctor is still a warm-hearted person.

After checking the flight equipment again, Lin Jun started the plane. Under the effect of huge traction, the plane slowly taxied forward, and the speed became faster and faster. When it came to the take-off speed, Lin Jun pulled the control stick, and the biplane took off into the air and flew towards the Chukoqi Sea in the northwest.

More than three hours have passed, and the biplane has been flying at a cruising speed of 180 kilometers per hour under the control of Lin Jun, flying according to the route simply marked by Molokov. Lin Jun felt that he had never been so tired, even when he flew solo for the first time before, he was not as nervous as he is now. It's all a simple gauge, and there is nothing on the surface of the sea that can be used, just the cold sea with rolling waves and large and small ice floes. Always keep an eye on the changes in the instruments, there is no navigation, there is no command from the ground commander, there is not even a radio, you can only rely on yourself.

Cold! It's really cold!

The farther north it goes, the colder it gets, and in the environment of more than 30 degrees below zero, the strong wind cuts Lin Jun's body like a knife, although he is wearing a full set of one-piece cold-resistant flight suits, Lin Jun still feels like he is shirtless in the snow.

In the past three hours or so, Lin Jun had already thought about his own business. I can't go back, the family affairs will be settled in the army, and my relatives will understand, that is the best place for soldiers. And now it's useless to be in a hurry. In 1934, he could not return to China, that is, he returned, who would admit that now this Andrei is Chinese, others will definitely think that he is crazy. I can only be Andre in peace.

When changing into a flight suit, Lin Jun found a mirror to "recognize" his current self, with black hair, dark blue eyes, an estimated height of more than 1.8 meters, and a tight muscle. "It's a nice skin!" ――At this time, Lin Jun gave himself a definition.

Try to lower your body as much as possible so that the front windshield can play a bigger role. The fuel gauge shows that the fuel has been consumed by more than half, and there is still an hour to reach the destination at most.

"God willing, so I can find them!"