Mission | Raniganj

The crew, sweating through their shirts, manually rotated the huge winch. The capsule scraped free. Sixty seconds later, the old man’s head emerged into the sunlight. He was alive.

Gill shouted from the bottom: "Don't pull! Push! Twist the cable!" Mission Raniganj

The first miner—a frail old man—was strapped into the capsule. Gill signaled the winch operator. The capsule rose. One foot. Ten feet. Fifty feet. Then it jammed. The crew, sweating through their shirts, manually rotated

Gill looked at the massive drilling rigs sitting idle in the yard. "Yes," he said. "That's exactly what we’ll do." sweating through their shirts