It was only 11:00 and I could see the stars. It was so cold up here. What I really can't stand is the intence bordom. All that was about to change very soon. We were on a routine patrol over Siberia. I was down in the nose cone, monitering the radios.
About an hour later, it started to get dark. I looked over down to the ground. I can see why all the prisoners here. We had benn in the air for about a week. The TU-126 has enough food for almost a month and could be refueled in air. Of course, we wouldn't be up here for that long.
As night rolled in, I heard the pilot swere and hit some controlls. Somthing about a malfuntioning pressurs gauge.
A few moments later, I heard an inccredably loud explosion, fallowed by a huge gust of wind sucking everything out of the plane that wasn't straped down. Luckly, I was strapped in. The plane rolled hard to the right.
Once the cabin had finished the rapid depressurization and I had my oxygen mask on, I slowly got up and went to the main cabin. I was horrifide. The captan, co-pilot, and navigation officer were gone. The door had blown out. The engins were off. So were the lights. It was so cold. I hurried back into the radio room. They were shot. I turned on the emergency power. I tried all frequncies. At last! I got some one on the other end. "MAYDAY!! MAYDAY!! This is Tupolev 126 Kursk, Going down over northen Siberia! Do you read me?" "Yes, comrade, I read. What is your position?" "65 decgrese north by 115 decgrese west"
Please, any coments would be nice.
EDIT: fixed the image. most if you probebly didn't see it, but it was what looked like an opensky 737 united airways.
Part 2:http://www.simviation.com/cgi-bin/yabb/YaBB.cgi?board=screen;action=display;num=1139115335
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