...The plane hovered over the city for a moment, and then slowly, as if reluctantly, fell onto the wing and began to fall rapidly. Only a second later, the distant roar of the engines ended, and a split second later, the ensuing silence was torn apart by an insanely powerful explosion, sweeping away all living things in its path. No one could survive in this explosion. And he, the second pilot of the crashed plane, was alive. And he watched in horror as a mushroom cloud rose above the crash site of the mighty “Ruslan.”