Chapter 1048 Trying To Leave Silently

Chapter 1048 Trying To Leave Silently

As the plane taxied its way toward a hangar it had been assigned, everyone took a moment of silence to thank the heavens they had landed safely. It was the first time in all their travels with the Major that their landing was bumpy.

And bumpy was an understatement in how it had felt to them.

Even the smuggler, who was used to riding unregistered flights with acute needs for expediency over comfort, felt like this landing was on the rougher side.

But he wouldn't complain, even though he wanted to. It wasn't worth the headache of the ensuing argument that was bound to come.

Reaching the hangar, the aircraft suddenly entered a quiet zone as the rain stopped harrying the metal exterior, leaving the unwelcoming storm to enter the damp hangar.

Reaching a complete stop, Major Schrute started flipping off the engines, doing her final after-flight instrumental check, and letting the plane fall dormant.

She walked out of the piloting cabin, giving a shit-eating grin to Alex on the way to the cargo hold. She wasn't interested in their business in Finland and only cared about how the lightning had scarred her baby.

Even if the planes were made to endure a barrage of lightning without failing, that didn't mean that getting struck by a jolt of electricity burning hotter than the sun was suitable for the paint job.

As she entered the cargo hold, she noticed the hanging netting and grinned. Passing by the anchor point, she unclipped it with an expert hand and watched as whatever, or whomever, in this case, crashed to the ground.

"What the!" David yelped, waking up abruptly as gravity reasserted itself over him.

He crashed to the ground after falling over a pile of steel crates and groaned in pain.

He immediately noticed the walking-by pilot, who was whistling to herself proudly and growled.

"What the fuck is your problem?!"

Major Schrute flashed him the bird without looking at him and kept whistling her merry way off the aircraft through the dropping stairs.

"Fucking cunt," David growled to himself, picking his aching body off the floor and dusting his clothes.

He came from a family where praise was rarely voiced and seldom earned. Hearing someone praise his courage was a new sensation to him, and he wasn't sure how to deal with it.

Taking Alex's hand shakily, he gave it a little shake before retracting his hand nervously.

Alex had to hold his laughter back at the shyness because he didn't want to put Aapo under even more pressure. But he couldn't hold back a light chortle.

This made Aapo's already rosy face become red.

Aapo turned to rush out of the hangar, shouting 'Bye!' over his shoulder before the wall of rain outside hit him, and his mind slammed back into place.

His heated face instantly cooled down as he jumped backward, pulling himself out of the icy rain, and realized it was no weather to walk toward the airport.

He stood there, looking forward. He was too embarrassed to look back at Alexander and Kary, realizing he had been so hasty as to leave, he completely forgot it was raining cats and dogs.

Kary walked over to him, holding back her laughter, stopped short of being beside him, and whispered, "Do you want us to call you a ride?"

She heard mumbling, but the words were inaudible, so she leaned in.

"Hm? What was that?" she asked, a grin on her lips.

"Yes, please. Thank you," Aapo mumbled again, this time audibly.

Kary giggled and lightly tapped his shoulder.

"You got it. Don't run back out; it's raining pretty heavily," she teased.

Aapo nodded wordlessly, his face hotter than an oven on broil.

'Fuck me... I'll never hear the end of this, right?' he thought, imagining the laughing faces of his friends.

And he was right.