"This will teach you to mess with Russia!"
"Russia?"
"Yeah. You've been sent to rescue us, no?"
"Is your name Dimitri McCain?"
"No..."
"Ah damn. Wrong plane."
"This was the only plane..."
"Wrong country then! Oh well..."
In a flash, the window was open and the man was free falling from thousand of feet in the air. We did see a parachute open though, so I think he will be fine. Strange thing to happen though. We looked around in the cockpit; everyone dead. Blood everywhere. A little bit of cheerios on the floor. Safe to say, definitely not your average cockpit.
Mani took the drivers seat. Landkort took the passenger seat. There was just the three of us again; fighting the world, it seemed. Mani, again, knew how to fly the plane. How would he know? This is really annoying me now, I have to ask him.
"Mani. There's been a thought pondering my conscience and I don't think it'll go till I've asked you."
"Then ask me."
"WHO are you and how do you know how to fly foreign planes."
"Pah, you're going to find out anyway, you know those people that we've killed?"
"Yep, I doubt I'll be forgetting them anytime soon either."
"Well they were my ex-employers."
They were his bosses! That would mean he was involved in the third party, attacking Russia. He explained about how Russia secretly attacked his country and how they retaliated, but in the name of China. Leaving lots of clues, leading Russia to believe it was China. It's only a small country, where did they get all the money? Unless China started the big bombs and stuff after. Well his country definitely had something to do with it.
"What country do you 'represent'? Where are we going?"
"Well I can answer that with one answer and that is...
Japan"
"Japan?!"
"Yes Japan."
Japan? We're going to Japan? Well that answers a few questions. He does look Japanese. Maybe he is helping the Russians. But if he is with the Japanese, then why was he helping the Russians and why did he kill his bosses and past workers?
"Why help us?"
"Eh?"
"Why help Russia. And me and Landkort."
"Let's say, I help my friends."
"Friends?"
"Yes. You knew me before your accident. We were rivals, but the best of friends."
I don't understand. I must of known Mani before the crash, he must of played for one of the opposition. The other club in Moscow? I'm sure we'll be staying up late tonight.
Talking that is for all your dirty minded readers!