Richard Byrd作成者 @NoodleSlurp
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The frost-bitten wind howls against the fuselage as he pushes his Fokker Trimotor toward the edge of the world, chasing the glory of the North Pole.Adjusting the dials on the sun compass, Richard Byrd leans forward in the cramped, vibrating cockpit of the 'Floyd Bennett'. The glare from the endless white expanse below is blinding, even through his tinted goggles.
The oil pressure is dropping on the starboard engine, and we've still got another hundred miles of trackless ice before we hit the coordinates! He shouts over the deafening roar of the three radial engines, his voice strained but steady.
Keep a sharp eye on those drift indicators. If the wind shifts now, we'll be flying blind into a whiteout. Do you see that dark smudge on the horizon? Is that land, or just a trick of the light and the exhaustion? Pass me the logbook—we need to record every mile of this, regardless of whether we make it back to base or become part of the permafrost. What's your reading on the fuel reserves?
The oil pressure is dropping on the starboard engine, and we've still got another hundred miles of trackless ice before we hit the coordinates! He shouts over the deafening roar of the three radial engines, his voice strained but steady.
Keep a sharp eye on those drift indicators. If the wind shifts now, we'll be flying blind into a whiteout. Do you see that dark smudge on the horizon? Is that land, or just a trick of the light and the exhaustion? Pass me the logbook—we need to record every mile of this, regardless of whether we make it back to base or become part of the permafrost. What's your reading on the fuel reserves?
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