Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Uncle Prudang's Anger Is Proportional to the Square of Speed

If Uncle Prudang and Phil.Evans had to give up all illusions, and that would be the next fifty hours.Didn't Robier worry that his captives would be harder to keep as they crossed Europe?Maybe, and he knew that the captives were determined to escape at any cost. But in any case, any rash action during this period is tantamount to suicide; , you can only court death. This was the speed at which the Albatross was flying at the moment, and this was the highest speed it could reach.This speed has exceeded the swallow's speed of one hundred and eighty kilometers per hour. It is estimated that people have noticed that the northeast wind has been blowing strongly during this period, which is very beneficial to the flight of the Albatross, because it has been flying in the same direction during this period, that is to say, it is basically flying west.Only now, the wind has started to stop, and because the flying speed is too high, people can no longer stand on the platform, making it difficult to breathe.On one occasion, two colleagues would have been thrown from the craft had it not been for the pressure of the atmosphere pushing them all the way up to the deck.

Fortunately, the helmsman found them through the window of the side cabin, and notified the person on duty in the front cabin with an electric bell. The four of them immediately crawled on the platform towards the stern of the ship. Anyone who has ever sailed the open ocean in a boat and remembers what it was like to stand against the wind in a storm must understand how powerful this pressure is.It's just that the current pressure is caused by the unparalleled high speed of the Albatross itself. In the end, I had to slow down, otherwise, Uncle Prudang and Phil.Evans couldn't go back to his cabin.In the cabin of the Albatross, as the engineer said, there would be no problem with normal breathing.

This machine can withstand such a high-speed flight, which also shows how strong it is!very impressive!As for the front and rear propellers, it is almost impossible to see that they are rotating, and they are cutting the atmosphere with infinite penetration. The last city seen from the platform of the craft was Astrakhan, near the northern shore of the Caspian Sea. The Star of the Desert must have been called so by some Russian poet and has now relegated from first to fifth or sixth.In a moment the simple administrative capital can be seen with its old walls with useless battlements, the ancient tower in the center of the city, the mosque adjoining the modern church, and the cathedral.The cathedral's five golden domes were dotted with blue stars, as if cut from the sky.All of this sits at the mouth of the Volga River, which is two kilometers long.

Since then, the Albatross has been struggling to fly as if being dragged into space by the kind of magic horse that can run a mile with a flap of its wings. At ten o'clock in the morning on July 4th, the aircraft basically flew northwest along the Volga Valley.The Don River steppe and the Ural steppe fly away from both sides of the river.Even if one were able to glimpse the vast expanse, it was hardly enough time to count the towns and villages.Night fell at last.The aircraft flew over Moscow before it could salute the Kremlin flag.It took only ten hours to cover the distance of two thousand kilometers from Astrakhan to the old capital of Russia.

From Moscow to Petersburg, the length of the railway line does not exceed 1,200 kilometers, so it is only half a day's journey.The Albatross, which was as punctual as an express train, arrived in Petersburg and the banks of the Neva River at two o'clock in the morning.At this high latitude, where the scorching sun of June seldom gives up its favor, people can still have a panoramic view of the metropolis with the light of the white night. Later, the aircraft flew over the Gulf of Finland, the Apo Islands, and the Baltic Sea; flew over Sweden along the latitude line passing through Stockholm; and flew over Norway along the latitude line passing through Christiania.Flying 2,000 kilometers in just ten hours!One might think that no human force could prevent the Albatross from continuing to fly at this speed along a trajectory around the earth formed by the combined force of its flight force and the gravitational force of the earth.

However, it stopped, just over the famous Ryukanfors Falls in Norway.Mount Gusta, the highest peak in the charming Telemark region, seemed to be a huge boundary-post that should not be surpassed, preventing it from continuing westward. So, from here, the Albatross began to turn around and fly south again, with the speed still undiminished. What was Fricoland up to during this haunting flight?Fricoland remained silent in his room.In addition to eating, he is trying to sleep. Francois.Thapa-ri was there with him, deliberately teasing his fears. Hello!Hello!Boy, he said, don't you bark no more!right?In fact, there is no need to be restrained, but at most it can be hung for another two hours. At the current speed, what a good air bath it would be for rheumatism patients!

I feel like I'm falling apart!Fricoland repeated. That's quite possible, my good Fry!We're flying so fast, there's no way we'll fall!You can rest assured. You really think so? I vouch for the credit of the Gascons! Seriously, Francois.Tapa Day's claim is no exaggeration.Due to the high speed of flight, the aircraft does not need to increase the speed of the propeller too fast.The Albatross could glide through the atmosphere like a Congrave rocket. Do you want to fly like this for a long time?Fricoland asked. long time?Oh no!The chef replied, just this lifetime!

Ah!The Negro yelped and started howling again. Beware, Fry, beware!Francois.Tapa said loudly, according to our hometown, the boss will let you play on the swing! So Fricoland had to swallow his pain together with a large piece of food that had been stuffed into his mouth. During this period, Uncle Prudang and Phil.Evans and the others are by no means the kind of people who would casually accuse them of just making up an idea.Evidently, escape was impossible.Since it is impossible to return to the ground, is it not possible to let people on the earth know what happened to the chairman and secretary of the Weldon Society after they disappeared?Who kidnapped them?What kind of aircraft were they imprisoned on?Maybe it can also prompt God!By what means did this impel their friends to the daring attempt to rescue them from this Robier.

Get in touch?How to connect?Imitate the shipwrecked sailor, write down the location of the accident, write it down, put it in a bottle, and then throw the bottle into the sea, is that enough? But here there is only air in the sea, and the bottle cannot float.Unless it falls on the head of some passer-by, it is likely to smash his head, or it will never be found. However, what else do the two colleagues have to do?When they were about to sacrifice a bottle on the aircraft, Uncle Prudang suddenly had another idea.He smokes snuff, as the reader already knows, and an American will be excused for this slight, because the average American is much worse than that.Being a snuffer, he had a snuff-box which was now empty.The snuff-box is of aluminum, and if dropped, some honest citizen finds it and picks it up; if he picks it up, he takes it to the police station.Then, in the police station, people will see their writing, and they can learn about the two people who were taken prisoner by Robier the Conqueror.

Just do it.The letter was short, but said all that needed to be said, and addressed the Welton Institute, and requested that the letter be forwarded there. Then, after Uncle Prudang put the letter into the snuff bottle, he wrapped it tightly with thick woolen strips.This prevents it from opening during a fall and prevents it from shattering if it hits the ground.Now is the time to wait. In fact, in the process of flying over Europe at high speed, the most difficult thing is to get out of the cabin and crawl forward on the platform. The danger may be that you will be swept away by the wind, and others will not know it at all.Moreover, the snuff bottle must not fall into the ocean, lake, or any river, otherwise, it would be a waste of effort.

However, it is not impossible for the two colleagues to reconnect with the human world in this way. It's just that it's still too bright now, and it's best to wait until night, when you're slowing down or resting, before slipping out of the cabin.By then, it might be possible to go all the way to the edge of the platform and leave this precious snuff bottle in some city. However, even if all these conditions were met, the plan would not be implemented, at least not for that day. Since the Tianweng left the Norwegian territory from Gusta, it has been flying southward, flying exactly along the zero-degree meridian in Europe, which is the longitude where Paris is located.It flew over the North Sea to the natural consternation of thousands of ships drifting between England, Holland, France and Belgium.If the snuff bottle does not land exactly on the deck of a ship, it is likely to fall to the bottom of the sea. Uncle Prudden and Phil.Evans had to wait for a more opportune moment.Besides, as the reader will see, wonderful opportunities are at hand right before them. At ten o'clock at night, the Albatross flew to the coast of France, and it was very dark near Dunkirk; Foll's lights intertwined.Subsequently, the Albatross maintained an average altitude of one thousand meters and continued to advance towards the hinterland of French territory. It didn't slow down at all, and it flew past countless cities and villages in the rich northern provinces of France like a bullet.It still followed the line of longitude through Paris, and since Dunkirk, it has flown over Durance, Amiens, Clay, Saint-Denis;Just like that, around midnight, it flew over the city of Guangming.Even if all the residents are asleep or should be asleep, this city is worthy of this title. On what whim did the engineer stop over Paris?unknown.It was an irrefutable fact that the Albatross descended to within a few hundred feet of the city.At this moment, Robier walked out of his cabin, and all the flight attendants came to the platform to breathe the surrounding air. Uncle Prudden and Phil.Evans could not miss this golden opportunity; the two of them left the cabin as far away as possible, so as to choose the most opportune moment, and above all, to avoid being seen. The Albatross flew slowly over the great city like a gigantic scarab.The boulevards are brightly illuminated by the electric light invented by Edison.The sound of vehicles still running on the streets, the rumble of trains running on the railway tracks radiating from Paris to all directions, reached the aircraft.Then it flew near the tallest buildings, as if to bump into the dome of the Pantheon or the crucifix atop the Invalides, and at the Trocadéro the two minarets of the mosque and the huge reflective lampshades on top.Between the iron towers on the Champ de Mars (Note: That is the Eiffel Tower.) that illuminates the entire capital, they fly back and forth non-stop. This air walk, this night tour, lasted about an hour, and it was like an air nap before continuing on the never-ending journey. Perhaps the engineer Robier wanted the Parisians to admire a meteor that their astronomy had not foreseen.All the lights on the Albatross were turned on.Two beams of dazzling light shot from the sky to the square, to the park, to the green space in the middle of the street, and swept across the palace and the roofs of 60,000 houses in the city. The huge beams of light shot from one end of the horizon to the other. This time the Albatross must have been seen, not only clearly seen, but heard, because Tom.Turner put his mouth to the trumpet and blew a brass piece loudly across the city.At this time, Uncle Prudang leaned over the railing and let go of the snuff bottle in his hand. Almost at the same time, the Albatross quickly rose to a high altitude. At this moment, the sky over Paris resounded with cries, the cries of the crowds still thronging in the avenues, cries of astonishment at the strange meteor. Suddenly, all the lights on the aircraft went out, and it returned to darkness and silence, continuing its journey at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour. That's all the people in the French capital saw. At four o'clock in the morning, the Albatross passed through French airspace diagonally.Then, so as not to waste time flying over the Pyrenees or the Alps, it skimmed the ground and headed straight for the tip of Cap d'Antibes via Provence.At nine o'clock, the faithful of St. Peter, gathered on the terrace of St. Peter's Basilica in Rome, watched it fly over the Eternal City.Two hours later, the craft flew over the Gulf of Naples, shivered for a while in the smoke swirls of Mount Vesuvius, and then slanted across the Mediterranean Sea.It was spotted by a lookout post in the Tunisian port city of Goulet just after one o'clock in the afternoon. The aircraft flew from America to Asia, and then from Asia to Europe. In less than 23 days, this wonderful machine traveled more than 30,000 kilometers! Now, it's coming over known and as yet unknown parts of the African continent. Perhaps the reader wants to know what happened to that precious snuff bottle after it fell? The snuff bottle fell across 210 Via de Rivoli.When it fell, the street was empty.An honest street sweeper picked it up the next day and rushed it to the police station. In the police station, people first thought it was an explosive, and carefully untied the rope, removed the cloth strip, and opened it. Suddenly, there was an explosion. The director of the security bureau couldn't control it and sneezed loudly. The letter was drawn from the snuffbox.In a state of astonishment, people read the following passage in the letter: Uncle Prudden, president of the Weldon Society in Philadelphia, and Phil.Evans was kidnapped by engineer Robier and is now on the Albatross aircraft. Please inform relatives and friends. Uncle Prudang Phil.Evans That unexplainable phenomenon has finally been unveiled to the inhabitants of both the old and new continents.Scholars at the myriad observatories scattered across the face of the planet can also calm down.