the pilot climbed into the plane.she knew that a major,mighty storme was blowing up.although it was after midnight and she was tired,there was no time for her to be idle.she had a long flight ahead of her.
she was the only one who could find the part of the oil pipeline where the workers were in trouble. they needed a fresh supply of medicine in a hurry.
because of the storm,the pilot would not be able to see the lighthouse in the harber,near the sunken pirate ship.she would not be able to see things even one mile away.she would have to fly blind,using only the instruments on the plan.but she was not the type of person to give up.quitting was not her style.
the motor of the plane roared to life in the mild,still air.she pushed the throttle forward and taxied out to the runway under the darkness of the gathering clouds
不是storme是storm 不是harber是harbor