On November 15, 2021, after five years and five months, the news of Rogge flight 318 reappeared in the public eye.
This day was no different from usual.
It was late at night in the United States, and many families were eating while turning on the TV and setting it aside as background sound. At the same time, CNN, Fox News, MSNBC... The hosts got the new news notification, and many of them changed their faces slightly. Soon, they raised their heads again and began to broadcast in standard American voice: "The latest news, Roger 318 Aviation The search has been confirmed in the North Pacific Ocean. It is reported that on June 13, 2016, flight 318 belonging to Loge Airlines took off from Boston... "
Immediately afterwards, the scrolling news bar at the top of the news program also began to play this news in a rapid loop.
At this moment, the United States, China, the United Kingdom, Canada...
Countless people watched the news on TV and mobile phones, and were at a loss at first. It was as if a glass of spicy, strong whiskey had been poured into a cask of wine, and the whiskey had plummeted straight into it, neither side knowing what had happened. Then, awakening, understanding, and discovery, the intense fusion of spirits and red wine, the world reawakened the heart of the ocean that had sunk into the ocean from the depths of its dusty memory.
— Roger 318!
It's Roger 318!
When the plane of UAAG members arrived at Anchorage International Airport, they were surrounded by long-awaited media reporters as soon as they got off the plane. They rushed forward, the microphones frantically moved to Zhuo Huan's face, video cameras, cameras, the reporters stayed up all night at the Alaska airport, in order to get the news as soon as possible.
"Mr. Patrick, it is rumored that you have been salvaging the Roger 318 at your own expense. How long have you been salvaging it at your own expense?"
"Mr. Patrick, the official announcement is that the plane sank in the North Pacific Ocean, can you tell us exactly where it is?"
"Mr. Patrick..."
Questions from the reporters poured down like cannonballs, Zhuo Huan hid his eyes under the black sunglasses, he didn't speak, but turned and walked towards the exit. The reporters followed immediately, but were stopped by a beautiful blonde.
Lina smiled slightly: "If you have any questions you need to consult, you can ask me. You have been waiting for a long time, and I will give a brief answer here. But if you want to know more relevant information, UAAG will hold a meeting in three days. Welcome to the press conference."
The reporters were taken aback for a moment, and then began to ask intense questions.
The four people from UAAG left the airport boarding gate first and walked to the parking lot, where Lina had already arranged a car and was waiting for them.
Perhaps it was because the reporters gathered around the exit of the airport, and the UAAG people came out of the exit very generously, and left Lina to answer questions from the media. There were no reporters in the parking lot.
It was late at night when they arrived in Alaska.
It took 20 hours and arrived here overnight. Then there will be no rest, five hours later they will board the speedboat arranged by Lina and head to Unalaska.
In the empty and bright underground parking lot, the sound of everyone's footsteps echoed.
Su Fei: "We just left Lina there? Those reporters are too scary, they just looked like they wanted to eat us alive! Lina won't be eaten by them, right?"
Old Joseph raised his eyebrows: "Have you forgotten who she is?"
Old Joseph spoke English, and Su Fei asked strangely, "She? Lina, who else could it be?"
Old Joseph smiled and said, "Yes, she is Lina, so trust Lina."
Su Fei was still worried, but among the UAAG people, except him, no one was worried about Lina who was left at the end.
Because she is Lina, she can handle everything.
But whenever her companion said that, while accepting the compliment with a smile, Lina would also humbly say: "Not everything, I really have nothing to do with the plane."
Everyone walked towards the parking space that Lina had agreed in advance, but when they reached the H area of the parking lot, a few steady footsteps came from the left. Fu Cheng turned his head to look to the left, beside him, Zhuo Huan stopped. He slowly took off his sunglasses halfway, put the frame on the bridge of his nose, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the person coming from bottom to top.
Under the white lights of the parking lot, four men in black suits and work IDs around their necks walked towards them.
Walking in front of them, the four of them stopped.
The blond man standing at the front stretched out his hand and said to Zhuo Huan, "Patrick, long time no see."
Zhuo Huan glanced at him, sneered, and pushed back the sunglasses. He didn't reach out to shake it back, put his hands in his pockets, and said a name with a half-smile: "Levi Andrew."
The natural pure gold hair was thickly sprayed with hairspray, meticulously combed and brushed to the back of the head. Levi Andrew didn't respond to Zhuo Huan's rudeness. He withdrew his hand and said, "Thank you UAAG for re-investigating the Ah Hang 4012 case, and let the truth come to light."
As if hearing something ridiculous, Zhuo Huan laughed exaggeratedly, and said: "Don't get me wrong. UAAG just accepted the commission of Emirates Airlines and GCAA to re-investigate this case. It has nothing to do with you or NTSB."
Andrew looked at him with a cold face and didn't speak.
The atmosphere between the two was tense.
Fucheng looked at Lovins who was standing beside Levi Andrew, and Lovins threw him a wry smile.
NTSB Deputy Director Levi Andrew, one of the main leaders of the Rogge 318 accident investigation team five years ago, his appearance here is almost inevitable. But his bad relationship with Zhuo Huan is also well known. When Rogge 318 decided to stop salvage, this matter is irreversible. It is impossible for the government, airlines, and aircraft manufacturers to spend their entire lives salvaging this aircraft. Their capital investment has lasted for three and a half years. Astronomical figures.
Then, before the salvage was stopped, the NTSB represented by Levi Andrew wanted to release a mid-term investigation report. In the absence of the wreckage of the plane, based on reasoning and speculation, the possible cause of the accident was announced to the public. But Zhuo Huan opposed it with all his strength, and finally prevented the publication of this report with his own efforts.
The two had been at loggerheads ever since, and since then, according to Lovins, have been virtually inseparable.
However, the dramatic thing is that now that Rogge 318 has been found, it was still found by the salvage company hired by Zhuo Huan.
Andrew was silent for a moment, and said, "When do you plan to disclose the specific location information of the wreck?"
That's right, the UAAG just announced that it had found Rogge 318, which is in a bay near Alaska in the North Pacific Ocean, but did not say its specific location.
Zhuo Huan said indifferently: "Why should I make it public?"
Andrew's face turned cold: "Reid Irvin Patrick, salvaging Rogge 318 is not just a matter of you alone, it is a matter of the whole country and the whole world. At this time, it is impossible for you to monopolize it. "
Zhuo Huan: "Do you know what I like most about capitalism?"
Andrew: "Which point?"
Zhuo Huan smiled: "I have money, and now I have the first right to investigate the plane I salvaged."
At this time, Lina also got rid of those reporters and came over. Seeing Andrew, Lovins and others, she smiled and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Andrew, and Lovins."
Zhuohuan turned to her and said, "Let them find my lawyer."
Lina's slender eyebrows moved: "It seems that what happened while I was away?"
Zhuo Huan pointed at the NTSB group and said casually: "It's nothing, just tell them who has the initiative to investigate Rogge 318."
After speaking, Zhuo Huan walked away, and everyone from UAAG also left with him.
Levi Andrew raised his sharp eyes and watched them leave silently. There was no relaxation on his serious and rigid face, and his lips were tightly pursed. However, from the beginning to the end, he just looked at the backs of the UAAG people coldly and did not speak.
Seeing this, Lovins quickly shouted to Zhuo Huan: "Patrick, don't do this, you know this is not in compliance with federal law. That is a Loge Airlines plane, not your private jet. NTSB will definitely take over the investigation power."
Zhuo Huan didn't turn his head back: "Let's talk to my lawyer."
Lovins: "…"
What a fuck!
After getting into the car, Fucheng thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "NTSB wants to cooperate."
Zhuohuan looked at him: "Oh."
Fucheng: "UAAG is just an air crash investigation consultant. If you really want to investigate the Rogge 318 air crash, you still have to pass the NTSB."
Zhuohuan: "I know."
Fu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, but then he understood, he nodded: "Well, if NTSB directly takes over the investigation, then the initiative will not be in our hands."
The air crash investigation led by UAAG can reassure both Zhuo Huan and Fu Cheng.
Zhuo Huan looked at him, raised the corners of his lips: "This is one of the reasons."
As soon as these words fell to the ground, everyone in the car was a little surprised.
There are other reasons
Uncle Zhuo took off his sunglasses, leaned back on the soft back of the chair, and said lazily, "I want Levi Andrew to cry and beg me."
Everyone: "..."
Whether the deputy director of the NTSB will come to beg Mr. Zhuo in tears is still unknown to everyone.
But before that, they boarded a speedboat to Unalaska. After arriving at the island, Lawrence had been waiting at the pier for a long time.
It was the first time for Fucheng to meet this young and capable head of the salvage company outside the video conference. The two sides did not exchange a word of nonsense, and directly changed to the ship of the salvage company and headed for the bay where Rogge 318 sank.
In the cabin, Lawrence said with a calm voice, "There is something I must tell you, Reid, one good news and one bad news." After a pause, he said directly: "Don't look at me with that look, I I know you're talking nonsense, hurry up. Then I'll say it directly. The good news is that I have confirmed it with the top sonar equipment. The plane on the bottom of the sea must be a McFly F485. And you know, There is only one McFly F485 sunk in the sea all over the world, and it is called the Rogge 318. Yes, that plane must be a 100% Rogge 318."
Old Joseph smiled and said: "We have known this news for a long time. If it is not, Lawrence, believe me, you will definitely be drowned in the curses of people who pay attention to this tragedy all over the world."
Lawrence: "Okay, then I'll give you the bad news. Here's the latest sonar image of the ocean floor."
Everyone followed Lawrence to the built-in computer in the cabin. Lawrence manipulated the mouse a few times and clicked on a sonar scan map.
When this fuzzy black and white image appeared in front of everyone's eyes, they first squinted their eyes and looked at it carefully for a long time. Then, Zhuo Huan frowned, and he leaned down close to the computer screen, carefully studying it for a long time.
Lawrence: "As you can see, God is kind. The sinking position of Rogge 318 is only 33 meters from the sea surface. It will take some time to salvage it completely, but this depth is not impossible. With the existing salvage Technology, as long as money can do it. But God is cruel at the same time, look at this magically shaped reef beach on the image. Yes, this poor plane is stuck in this reef, and it has greatly enlarged The difficulty of salvage!"
At this time, the boat had sailed to the sinking area of Rogge 318.
The moment the ship circled an uninhabited island, the ear-piercing and roaring sound of machines pierced into the ear cavity. This is a lively and huge scene. Three of the world's top salvage companies have transported the world's top giant salvage machinery to this place one after another. But at this moment, they started to work together, extending the cold mechanical arms to the depths of the ocean.