Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Blue Freedom

This is dead, Brian thought.It's over, it's over - he's about to collapse in the face of the sudden silence. Dead!He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and continued to lower the nose.The plane entered the taxiing state, the speed was extremely fast, and the altitude continued to drop.Suddenly, he could see the ground clearly. Hell, there was no lake!The lakes that had loomed before his eyes since he started flying over the forest suddenly disappeared, disappeared.There is nothing in front of me, but looking from a distance, there are many lakes on the horizon far ahead.Under the light of the setting sun, it shone blue.

But it’s good to have one in front of you!He desperately needs a lake right in front of him!Let the plane land!But all he saw from the plane window were trees everywhere!Damn woods!Should we turn around?If he had to turn around, he wasn't sure he could keep the plane flying.Oh, my stomach started churning again, and my breathing became more and more rapid... There! Not directly ahead, but slightly to the right, he saw a lake!An L-shaped lake!The corners are rounded.The plane was almost on the long side of Lake L, flying straight from the bottom of L Lake to the top.Just a little bit to the right.He stepped on the right rudder pedal lightly, and the nose moved to the right.

But the steering sacrifices speed.Now the lake is directly in front of the nose.He gently pulled up the joystick, and the nose of the aircraft immediately went up.This caused the speed of the plane to drop suddenly, almost to a stop, and the plane bumped through the air.The sudden release of the joystick frightened Brian, who pushed the joystick back.The speed was a little faster, but the plane was low enough that all the branches brushed against the windshield, and the lake was still in front of the plane, looking out of reach. For maybe three or four seconds, everything seemed to freeze, almost to a standstill.Although the plane is flying, it is flying very slowly... It seems that it will never reach the lake.Brian looked out and saw a small pond. At one corner of the pond, a huge animal—a moose, perhaps—was standing abruptly in the water.Everything was still, nothing moving, the pond and the moose and the green trees, and now he was looking down at them, only three or four hundred feet off the ground, and oh, it was all in a painting.

Then, everything happened in an instant.The trees were suddenly clear, and now all he could see was green, and he thought he was going to kill himself.Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, luck helped him again. At the moment he was about to fall to the ground, the plane actually slid into an empty path, which was a temporary route opened by a fallen tree. by the lake. The plane was now landing, crashing, colliding, falling like a boulder into the clearing.Bryan let go of the joystick and huddled in a heap, preparing for the fall.not good!Slightly to the left, he hastily pulled up the joystick to raise the nose. At this moment, he saw a pool of blue lake water in front of him. At that moment, the plane fell into the jungle.

The wing slammed against a large pine tree on one side of the clearing, twisted and twisted, ripped back and snapped off the fuselage.Dust and dust scraped open the hatch and smacked him in the face with such a loud noise that Brian mistook it for an explosion.Well, all of a sudden, he couldn't see, and he was pushed into the seat with a bang, and his head slammed forward against the joystick. Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening crack, the sheet metal snapped, the plane rolled and fell to the right, jumped over the jungle, and rushed to the water; fell, fell into the water, hit the water violently, and was immediately crushed like cement. The ground-hard water surface slapped, the plane jumped up, and fell heavily into the water again.The angry lake tore off the windshield and shattered the windows on both sides.The water jerked him back into the seat again.Ah - there was screaming, it started when the plane started to plunge into the water.Someone screamed, like a frightened animal, full of fear and pain.Not knowing it was his own voice, he roared in protest against the unforgiving waters of the lake.But the lake ignored him and continued to push him and the plane carrying him deeper into the lake.He could see nothing but blue eyes, cold blue.He tugged at the seat belt with his hands indiscriminately, finally loosened it, and tore it desperately to free one hand.He tugged and pulled desperately with his hands, and the seat belt finally came undone.God, the damned lake, it was suffocating him, it was going to kill him—somehow he managed to get out of the shattered front window.He fell full length into the blue water, vaguely aware of something pulling him back in horror, feeling that his windbreaker had been torn.Now he was free, torn apart, torn to shreds.

Slow down, don't be too happy, there is still a long way to go!There is still a long way to go to reach the water.But his lungs were about to explode, he couldn't hold it anymore, he had to inhale, oh, the water was in his mouth immediately, drink, drink, he drank a full stomach of water-finally- —He succeeded, and the final victory was his, with his head emerging from the water and bathed in sunlight.He vomited wildly, and of course he didn't forget to swim, pushing his tired body, he had already lost consciousness.I don't know who I am and what I'm doing.I don't know anything anymore.Swimming and swimming, until his hands caught the weeds and rocks by the water, hard, hard, until his hands caught the grass and bushes, he could feel his upper body climbed onto the land, and the rough grass blades scratched His cheek, he fell limply.Everything stops.A color he had never seen before hit, and the color exploded in his brain with pain, and he passed out, passed out from everything that happened, only to feel dizzy, and then his mind went crazy. blank.

Blank.