The next morning, Fu Song and his party left the hotel and headed for the airport.

Although he had tried his best to be low-key, the pomp of more than a dozen bodyguards and seven or eight Mercedes-Benz bulletproof cars still attracted people's attention.

When we arrived at the airport, Cruise was already waiting there and took them to the front of the plane.

"Come on this plane?" Fu Song stood beside the ladder and looked up at the Airbus A310-300. He thought Cruise was building a small private plane.

Although there are business class seats on ordinary passenger planes, they are still not as comfortable as business and or private planes. Cruise thought Fu Song was dissatisfied with this and hurriedly said: "Mr. Fu, I am very sorry. I can get the earliest business plane that I can fly tomorrow, so I rented a large plane from East Germany Airlines."

Fu Song stretched out his hand and said, "Cruise, no matter what, I want to thank you."

Cruise shook hands and said, "Mr. Fu, I wish you a happy journey!"

The business class of the Airbus A310 is quite simple. The seats are like ordinary cabins, with blue cloth covers, and the seat space is slightly spacious. There are two seats on both sides of the aisle.

One and a half hours later, I successfully arrived over Kiev Borispol International Airport.

While the plane was hovering over the airport and waiting for landing, Fu Song looked down from the porthole and saw a gray scenery. Only the Dnieper River was like a jade belt in the winter sun, emitting a little light.

The Ukrainian Plain is the largest of the four largest black soils in the world, with an area of ​​1.9 million square kilometers. The Dnieper River runs through it, providing a rich source of water and planting anything to harvest. The reason why Ukraine is called the "European granary" and the Soviet Union's "bread basket" is precisely because there is a mother river that runs through the border - the Dnieper River.

The Dnieper River is so famous that as long as people who have a brief study on the battlefields of the Eastern Front of World War II - semi-army blind keyboard warriors like Fu Song - cannot not know this river.

The Dnieper River Battle initiated by the Soviet army in 1943 invested five fronts on a nearly 1,000-kilometer front. Although it failed to wipe out a division of the German army, the battle fought one-fifth of the Soviet heroes in the Patriotic War and recaptured most of Ukraine.

Every man has a sense of war in his bones, and Fu Song is not the only one. Looking at the Dnieper River like a jade belt, there seemed to be roaring artillery, charge tanks, and Red Army soldiers coming one after another...

Chu Linlin stood up and looked out through Fu Song, "Mr. Fu, why do you feel that Kiev is dilapidated? Is this really the capital of Ukraine?"

Fu Song smiled and said, "Your vision has become higher now. No matter how dilapidated Kiev is, it is better than any big city in China!"

"That's right." Chu Linlin smiled, "At least the statue in Kiev is very tall."

At this time, the plane had already aimed at the airport runway and was slowly descending. Because the height had decreased, the monument of "Motherland" on the bank of the Dnieper River can be clearly seen from the porthole.

"That's a monument, just like the Chinese people's heroes in Beijing..." Suddenly, Fu Song felt that the nose of the plane was slowly lifting up. The sudden change made Chu Linlin unsteadily stand, and she staggered and fell on Fu Song.

"Damn..." Fu Song cried out in pain. Chu Linlin looked very slim, but she didn't expect it to be quite informative.

Chu Linlin struggled to get up with a red face, "Mr. Fu, I..., I didn't mean it, where did it hit me, does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Although her chest hurt so much, Fu Song still pretended to be calm.

Chrys walked over from behind and said, "Sir, something is wrong. The plane suddenly climbed about 600 feet. It was too high and might have to circumvent it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Song felt that the plane began to deflect slightly and re-entered the circling state.

Chrys lay on the porthole on the other side and looked for a while, saying, "Sir, it's time to land. It's better for you and Miss Chu to wear a seat belt."

Chu Linlin quickly helped Fu Song tie his seat belt, and was about to return to his seat when the head of the plane suddenly lifted up again, and this time the lifting was quite large, almost straight up and down.

Fu Song felt like he was being pressed hard on the back of the chair by an invisible force, and Chu Linlin fell into Fu Song's arms in a scream of exclamation. Strictly speaking, he fell into Fu Song's arms in a free fall state.

Chrys was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and steadily grabbed a chair back, then climbed into the cockpit at the front of the cabin with his hands and feet, and at the same time loudly told Fu Song not to move around.

At this moment, the first thought that came to Fu Song's mind was that he would die before he could succeed. Could it be that he would be so burping away?

I have made so much money in my life, but I haven’t enjoyed it yet!

My wife is so young and beautiful, especially her long legs haven't played with her.

Tian Ye, Xiao Zhumei, Li Huixian... What made him most worried was Tian Ye. How long will the child in her belly be born?

Will my children call other men dads in the future?

In just a moment, countless thoughts rushed through his mind until he felt his neck beneath his arms so he couldn't breathe, and then he came back to his senses.

Seeing Chu Linlin's face pale, but bit her lips tightly and did not scream, Fu Song thought she was scared, so he tried to squeeze out a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chu Linlin shook her head vigorously, just as she was about to speak, the plane's flying posture changed again, and the entire fuselage stalled at a large angle. The strong sense of weightlessness finally aroused the fear deep in her heart and screamed in despair.

Fu Song subconsciously hugged her tightly and shouted, "Hold my neck! Don't let go!"

Chrys smashed the cockpit door, struggled to get up, and yelled at the cockpit door, "Hurry up, pull it up!"

In the cockpit, the crew was quite calm. At a height of 1,500 feet, they miraculously pulled the nose up and changed it to dive. After doing all this, the captain was already sweating profusely.

But Chrys ignored this and rushed into the cockpit and continued to yell: "Damn, what happened!"

The captain shrugged: "It seems that there is something wrong with the autonomous driving system, let's land again."

"Small question?" Chrys finally resisted the urge to draw a gun. Is this a fucking small question?

The captain ignored Chrys and made another push rod operation. As soon as the push rod input stopped, the plane climbed at a large elevation angle again.
Chapter completed!