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一九六二年十月廿七日,夜。意大利的一个小城市别斯卡佩。倾盆大雨。汽车鸣着喇叭飞驰着,前灯的光束划破了夜幕。救护人员扒开饱浸雨水的淤泥找寻马太伊座机的残骸和遇难乘客的遗物。一个农民,现场目击者,想说清飞机失事的经过。农民:嗯,可怕极了,这么大个响雷。真的,当时我满以为这是打雷,雨下得那么大,可这个季节是不大打雷的……记者别涅利:那您在干什么? 农民:嗯,我……做什么啦?……真的,那时我干什么来着?我出了屋子,只看到整个天空通红通红,象是……象团大火球从天上直朝下落,就散在周围这片地方。起先我以为是火灾,后来才明白是飞机着火了……记者:您当时就奔到出事地点的吗?
October 27, 1926, night. A small city in Italy, Bissape. Downpour. The car hooted loudly and the beam of the headlight pierced the night. Ambulance workers pick up the rain-covered mud to find the remains of the remains of the aircraft and the passengers killed. A farmer, a witness to the scene, wanted to explain the passing of the plane crash. Peasant: Well, horrible, so big a thunderstorm. Really, at that time I thought it was thunderstorms, so much rain, but this season is not thunder ... Reporter Benelli: So what are you doing? Farmers: ah, I ... ... what to do? Really, what did I do then? I came out of the room and saw the whole sky flushed like red ... Like a large fireball flying down from heaven, scattered around this place. At first I thought it was a fire, then I realized that the plane was on fire ... Reporter: Did you rush to the accident site?