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Dan Reynolds could not take his eyes off the scenery while sailing for the aircraft porthole. Mountain peaks, sheltered snow-white caps of snow, were striking in its beauty and grandeur. The speed and altitude "of Hercules" was given the opportunity to fully enjoy the splendor of the Himalayas.

It was no more than an hour’s flight to their destination. Taihang was holding himself. Sergeant Quinn Dexter was a huge well-built black man, and Corporal Vincent Santini was an Italian-American, both staring at the Chinese girl. In fact, Dan was glad when they were instructed to accompany Taihang. It was at least some variety.

On board, except for the pilots and the escort group, there was another passenger who caused special interest to the commander. There was a cute little girl in the form of a Warrant officer sitting in the first class. However, as soon as the plane gained altitude, she produced a "tablet" and delved into reading, ignoring the others. For a while, Den watched the girl, but then lost all hope to get acquainted, so he decided to take a nap.

Suddenly, the plane shook, and it abruptly went to the side. The fuselage of the helicopter trembled like a patient in a fit of fever. Reynolds drew a “Beretta” holster from his chest and moved suddenly. Dexter and Vincent, cursing, took a place next to the Chinese girl. A smile flashed across Taihang’s face. Probably, the American looked pretty silly from the outside. Dan hid the gun and looked at the girl.

‘Senior group, go to the cockpit!’

Holding onto the chair, Dan went to the pilots.

‘We're losing altitude. Failure of two turbines, the machine at any time may fall into a tailspin.’

‘What has happened?’

‘I cannot understand. Right on the nose swept a ball of fire. Look, even the glass has begun to melt.’

In fact, on the windshield of the cabin light traces of melting were seen.

‘I cannot imagine what the temperature should be and what is happening to the body of the aircraft. We need to sit down, but there is nowhere to go. There are mountains everywhere.’

‘Did you try to get in contact with the nearest airport?’

‘It is useless, there is no connection.’

‘Where are we?’

‘Tibet is the nearest locality, Gerze. Maybe there is a village in the highlands, but they are not specified on the map.’

‘Try to get the car. In any case, we will be on the ground.’

‘We will try, you have to inform the passengers that they have to fasten their seatbelts, group them and we will try to find a place.’

Then everything happened as in a film. A sharp turn and a minute later a hard blow came. The plane for a while was sliding on its belly, scattering in all directions and pieces of wing were falling off. There was shock and silence. When Reynolds came to his senses and got out, he could not understand how the pilot was able to accommodate the freighter in such a tiny area, sandwiched in a ring of granite boulders. The passenger compartment suffered the least. Vincent and Dexter got off with light injuries, but the Chinese girl had been badly hurt. Taihang for a long time did not show any signs of life. It was not possible to determine the severity of the injury, which he had received. In any case, we gave him a tranquilizer injection. Dan left the girl and Taihang in the care of Vince and went with the sergeant to inspect the cockpit. Unfortunately, none of the crew had survived.

‘Look around, maybe you will find something useful. Cover the bodies; we still cannot bury them, because of the rocky ground.’

‘I'll do it, Commander.’ Reynolds returned back. The girl was sitting in a chair that Vincent took out from the passenger compartment.

‘What happened to the pilots?’

‘No options. How are you feeling?’The commander moved closer to the girl.

‘I am fine, but here it is very cold.’

Reynolds was wearing an assault jumpsuit, so he almost did not feel the cold. But the girl’s dress uniform could not help her in such conditions. Dan gave her his jacket.

‘Take my jacket, Vince will ignite the fire now, and it will be warmer.’

The girl felt fine, and the head of the group went to Taihang, who was lying on the canvas precipice. Her Chinese eyes looked up at the sky, without noticing Reynolds. Handcuffs! Perhaps, in such a condition of being escorted it wasn’t possible to manage without them. Dan disconnected the fixed bracelets.

‘This is the end, American!’

‘Do not hope.’

‘People don’t have the right to dispose the destinies of people. Everything is under the will of Heaven.’

‘Did you think about the sky, when you poisoned people with drugs?’

‘Your country sells arms, it is an obvious death. My death is sweeter. I am giving people the opportunity to forget the nightmare in which they live. I have little interest in money. I am a warrior, the same as you. But the difference between us is that you risk your life for some unknown reason, and I live in the name of the clan. My death will not change anything, but people will always remember me. When you die, people will forget who is lying under the gravestone in a week.’

‘Indeed, people will forget me. I am happy to recall the company, which is waiting for me in the next world before my death. After all, I have procured a one way ticket to the death for scum like you. I think that you will join them sooner or later.’

‘The will of Heaven is for everyone.’ Taihang closed his eyes.

Well, if he started the philosophical discussions, therefore, he will survive. The Chinaman was right in one thing: the situation was almost hopeless.

Reynolds sat down by the fire, which Vincent fired up.

‘How is our samurai? But he is not a samurai. Samurais come from Japan. And our friend is Chinese. Drag him closer to the fire, God forbid; he will be bent from a lack of fighting spirit and low temperature.’

Reynolds obviously exaggerated about the spirit. The Chinese have enough hardness in the whole group of samurai, but the difficult question was with the weather. You can, of course, burn all furniture from seats and plastic parts of the cabin. What will be then? We'd better use rubber from wheels to signal a fire, when someone, maybe, will notice the smoke.

‘I think that they are aware of the fact that the aircraft was is missing. The search party will find us. It makes no sense to leave the accident place. The fuselage can hide us from the wind. I will inspect the area and look for where it is better to ignite the signal lights.’

The Chinaman seemed to have fallen asleep, while the injection was working that the corporal had made. The girl wrapped herself in a protective jacket, putting a chair closer to the fire. Still we need to take care of her outfit. Reynolds decided to examine the cockpit again, or rather what was left of it. Dan was lucky, among the scattered debris; he found two warm flight suits.

Having solved the problem of companion gear, the second jumpsuit, they put on Taihang together. Now a cold night did not seem to be so terrible. Dexter had just finished equipping the shelter, and Vincent set about cooking dinner from the scarce transport rations.

‘Sir, you seem to be going to look for a place for a fire. I can accompany you, the only problem is with the shoes.’

‘One minute. I think I saw the boots in the cabin’, Vincent reacted instantly. In a second a pair of heavy landing boots flew out of the broken window.