At the same moment he heard the alarm sound. A blond stewardess ran to the fighters. Probably, she saved Colonel with it, because he was shut down a few seconds later.
As if in a nightmare, he sees, through a black and white veil, a lying bloodied stewardess, rocking he gropes her carotid artery and diagnoses. A tall steward ran intercept the terrorists and died before everybody’s eyes. Blood is gushing from his throat, the passengers scream in fear. A thriller goes toward the bow. Colonel tries to catch up the rapidly retiring enemy.
At that moment, Marie Elshtein secretly advanced her leg. The villain loses his balance for a moment. He sees again a remaining Dux.
- Well, - thought Colonel, - we will see who is stronger.
A fierce battle of the top killers was terrible. Both enemies used a variety of materials at hand: laptops and game consoles, but mainly, making a terrible commotion, they were scattering the passengers in different directions. Some men tried to separate the fighters and it was terrible, worth each other opponents were scattering these people, like the ancient Olympic athletes throw the discus, they were acrobatically jumping on chairs, shutting down the stewards and stewardesses, tearing to chairs’ trimming and cried out frightened mutual triumphal screams . To this terrible howl there was added the trouble with the light, the plane began shaking in disorder and then he began quickly falling down. The apotheosis of the whole idiocy were the left stewardess unexpected words.
- The pilot ordered to fasten your seat belts. The aircraft is in the bumpy air. We ask the passengers to keep their seats.
In addition, Mari Elshtein whistled in an incredibly nasty shrill whistle next to Dux. She pulled out the life jacket of the automatic box. She also flung a fire extinguisher at the enemy. Unfortunately, the terrorist easily caught a piece of iron and threw it into the cabin. The passengers were doomed howling, crying and praying.
*
The plane made a crazy trajectory. Without weakening his attention, and supervising the enemy, Colonel saw through the window, as the morning dawn shone. Nearby, there were huge black cliffs, white sparkling rocky mountains, long tongues of glaciers on the background of scarlet dawn. Colonel knew that it was the Cape Farewell, the southern entity of Greenland. Randomly flying the plane ran into the fjords huge mountain island, almost touching pointed slopes. Domelike glaciers approached with curved lines the fatal horizon.
- Hey, girl, - said Colonel Mari, who was next to him, helping the villain to fight – can you open the emergency exit? Open and wait for me.
Yielding to the enemy Dux missed a couple of fierce punches, so there appeared a villain happy smile of the winner on the evil’s face. Colonel, as if pressing himself to the half-opened hatch.
- Bye! - ominously croaked Dux.
Having taken the breath, he took the door and began punching the enemy with that very heavy and blunt object.
- I again play chess - sadly said Colonel.
*
In the life of a special agent of the foreign military intelligence, there are some little differences, especially if you always depend on the sharp conflict: a coup, a war, political assassination, destruction of traitors, than the existence of the ordinary citizen. One and another sometimes sadly thinks about the death and calculates his unexpected death.
Both try to settle down successfully, to breathe the air, to drink clean water, to eat well, to have a means and to love. Both see the perspective, find moments of happiness, ravishingly enjoy their significance.
The difference is that the special agent dies many times per day. He again and again he swims across the river Charon and again finds his way. He knows that an inexplicably beautiful happy light and those who really loves you wait for you behind the black tunnel. And he knows the value of his earthly life. So, returned to it intelligently.
For a man death seems to be something very distant. It's not for him he feels an untouched young pig for which they sharpen knife to make barbecue from it. In this sense, the first experience of death for him is an incredible experience. He feels the ancient inhabitants of Larnaca, who had returned from the next world and didn’t smile till the end of his days.
*
Properly hit the criminal ten times on the head with the aviation hatch, Colonel got ready for the last act of the drama, namely, grabbed him by the collar and started to push him out the door of the aircraft, where there was attractively sparkling white beautiful snow glittering world of Greenland. Mari, having held her breath, enjoyed how the Oberst throws out the hateful chicken cutlet with.
- Everything will be, but not right away - she thought.
But that fascist quickly punched Dux in the face, took the initiative, tore the door and began hitting the opponent. The situation turned quite the opposite. Some passengers began to quietly going mad with despair, fear and icy cold. - Again to the cold, - whispered Mari. - I do not like it since childhood.
She took out the biggest fire extinguisher from the kitchen bay, prepared ahead, and squeezed a nasty dirty foam spray directly into the eyes of the enemy.
- Wow! - she cried. - Ki-Ia!
Suddenly, two men somehow pushed this filibuster to the hatch. He did not want to die, but a few painful punches with the fire extinguisher on the most sensitive places brought the matter to its logical conclusion.
*
Strong twisted villain fingers tightly clutched at the oval Boeing jamb, and his body was outside at the natural angle at a speed of two hundred and fifty meters per second. Colonel remembered his childhood, as once in his village in the snow-covered Siberia there was a terrible storm and seven people not reached the dressing room immediately froze to death.
Mari was trying to bite off his fingers, like a wolf, but it was too late. She saw with horror as his fingers became white as snow, and in the end, the villain has sunk into oblivion, disappearing in the eternal blue shining beautiful world.
*
They took a breath. Freezing, people were loosing all hope waiting for the inexorable catastrophe. Someone was praying, others whined in a constrained voice and some lived the last moments, waiting for their death with its head up.
The eastern white-shelled high ridges were rapidly approaching in the window.
- Mari, please, close the hatch, it is cold!
- Yes, Houston, we have problems - she giggled.
Colonel quickly went to the bow of the plane.
Business class looked like a crazy battle after the fight of those who tried to resist. Holding a large fire extinguisher in his hands as a weapon, Dux slowly entered the cockpit.
Colonel’s forehead covered with perspiration from fear.
The second foul, similar to the previous one, was deliriously sitting at the control column of the Boeing wildly uttering muffled wheezes of pleasure, like a boy, who was allowed to drive a scooter or to play the computer. He pressed the various buttons, made turns, took the bad power of the engine turbine, mocked at strained worried voices of the traffic controllers.
A crazy man decided to fly on a Boeing instead of a simulator, and even began making some progress. Having taken breath Dux looked like a new pilot made a maximum list to avoid a collision with the ridge.
- Bravissimo! - Dux clapped his hands. - Monsieur is making progress.
However, he did not risk. Having hit the self-styled pilot several times on the head with a fire extinguisher, Dux sent him to the business class.
*
There were several seconds left. Boeing flew at a maximum speed. Dux had time to react and retract the flaps, having turned a little to the left. In the end, the Boeing miraculously flew through the cavity between the ridges.
- How beautiful - whispered Colonel - If you survive, I will go to Greenland as a good-natured tourists, drink beer with sailors in a local tavern and eat fish.