June 13, 1975.

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the sky was clear, and this was already inside the Arctic Circle, and when the troposphere below was avoided, the violent air movement disappeared, and the plane was quite stable.

This is a Boeing 707 airliner, as the first medium-size, long-range, narrow-body, four-engine jet airliner, this kind of aircraft has brought huge profits to Boeing, and has dominated the sky for nearly half a century.

There is a huge flamingo crane logo on the tail of the plane, and if you see this logo, you know that it is a Korean Air airliner.

The most common flight route from Paris to Alaska was a flight of more than a dozen hours across the North Pole.

"Excuse me, do you need a drink?" The Oriental girl in a red flight attendant uniform, carrying a rectangular plate neatly filled with drinks, whispered to the passengers as she walked down the narrow aisle.

Some of the passengers were already asleep, and she kept walking forward almost with a full plate.

"Bring me a bottle." A passenger by the window said to her.

This is an American, looking at his age, he is about twenty years old, but his face has a maturity that is not commensurate with his age, especially those eyes, when the flight attendant sees his eyes, there is a kind of calmness in him that looks down on life and death.

This person's experience is definitely not simple!

As a flight attendant, she flies twice a week and has been in contact with all kinds of people, so she can't be wrong with a human eye.

In an instant, she was actually interested in this passenger.

He was wearing a casual jacket with a small head, looking very energetic, and when his hand reached out for a drink, he could see the watch on his arm, which was different from the normal one.

It was a 24-hour watch, and an ordinary watch would only make one turn if the hour hand turned twice.

Only military personnel wear such watches.

The flight attendant blinked her long eyelashes and continued to look at the man curiously, at this time she still had the unique smile of the flight attendant on her face, and her eyes were rippling with spring light.

I saw that the man inserted the straw casually, and then drank while opening the curtain next to the seat and looking outside.

"No, there's a problem." At this moment, he suddenly put down his drink and said to the flight attendant: "Our airliner is flying on the wrong course!" ”

The stewardess's face was even brighter, this man was really interesting, and he started to find a topic with himself, which was a good start.

"Really? How do you know? The flight attendant asked.

"We're flying towards Alaska right now, and the sun should be on the left side of our plane, but right now, the sun is on our right, so it's definitely on the wrong course!" The man said: "We are not flying to Alaska, we are flying to the USSR!" ”

The man's voice was a little high, and some of the sleeping passengers nearby were awakened and looked at him suspiciously.

"This gentleman, you are our passenger, about the problem of navigation, we Korean Air, have never made any mistakes, our captains have many years of flying experience, and they will definitely not make mistakes." The stewardess smiled and said, "Please drink with peace of mind, then get some sleep, and when you wake up, it's Alaska." ”

She held the drink plate in one hand and put the other hand back in the pocket of her waist, where there was her business card, and took this opportunity to simply give him one of her own business cards?

The reason for this accosting is really special.

At this moment, the male passenger quickly stood up, not paying attention to the flight attendant who was already in heat.

"Ouch!" The flight attendant snorted, and when the male passenger stood up, he actually hit her arm at once, and one was unstable, and a plate of drinks was all buckled on her body.

Before she could look down to pick up the drinks, she saw the male passenger running in the direction of the cockpit in front of her.

"No, you can't go there!" She hurriedly ran over, it was the cockpit, and the idlers couldn't go!

…

Soviet, Murmansk.

It is located in the northeast of the Kola Peninsula, on the side of the Barents Sea in the Kola Bay. Due to the influence of the warm current of the North Atlantic, although it is located at 69°N, it does not freeze all year round.

This unique geographical advantage made it the largest port city of the Soviet Union on the coast of the Arctic Ocean, and at the same time the most important military base.

For example, now in the port, the aircraft carrier Kiev is docked in the state acceptance!

At this time, on the side of the port, a large long-range radar was turning, and not far from the radar antenna, radarman Plichev stared at the screen in front of him.

The screen is not big, the bright line is rotating at a speed of 30 seconds, and suddenly, on the side of the bright line, a bright spot appears!

"An unknown target was found, at a distance of 300 kilometers, at an altitude of 9,000 meters, at a speed of 900 kilometers per hour." Plichev shouted loudly.

His voice woke up the commander of the radar station, Lieutenant Colonel Grubkin, who was already asleep in the back of his chair.

Grubkin opened his eyes, looked at the bright spots on the screen, and said, "Don't worry, that's our Tu-95, don't make a fuss." ”

"Then why didn't he identify friend or foe?" Plichev asked.

"Drink too much." Glubkin said, turned on the radio in front of him, and pressed the call switch: "Airspace No. 167, here is the Murmansk radar station, Tu-95 bombers, please turn on the friend or foe identifier." ”

With that, he turned off the intercom and waited for it to appear on the screen.

In front of him, there was an empty bottle, it was the vodka that he drank half an hour ago, and he knew very well that many pilots liked to fly with vodka, which was their favorite, maybe they were confused.

This has happened more than once, and it must be the Rack Map-95!

A second, two seconds, a minute passed, and there was still no response, the target was coming towards him!

"Tu-95 bomber, please turn on the friend or foe identifier immediately." Glubkin was completely sober at this moment.

There was no response, only the sound of stabbing and stabbing interference on the radio.

"Command, command, the Murmansk radar station has spotted an unidentified target, which is flying towards us!" He twisted the radio to another channel and shouted loudly.

Damn, is it a NATO reconnaissance plane? Or a bomber?

At the height of the Cold War, when a single conflict could turn into a world war, are Americans going crazy? The two people inside the radar station felt an icy chill.