When Luo Ping'an stood behind the carriage and saluted to the sky, the solemnity was inaudible.

At this time, his ears were filled with a "slap" sound from a metal mechanical vibration, which reminded him of the tractor he saw in the county town when he followed his mother back to his grandmother's house in northern Guizhou when he was a child.

That's right, when you sit on the tractor, the simple and extremely durable engine, the water tank that can be cooked at any time, magically delivers you to your destination with the sound of "slap" that may fall apart at any time.

Now, the sound made by this Y-5 aircraft is the sound made by this old tractor.

The most frightening thing about Zhuang Yan was that the cabin of the plane was not as skinned as the civil aviation aircraft he had used to be. In the poor civil aviation aircraft, the inside was hard plastic and the workmanship was still very good. The Y-5 could see all kinds of supporting keels inside the cabin, and yellow paint was spitting out on it. This made Zhuang Yan unable to help but stretch out his fingers to poke the aluminum skin between the keels, thinking how thick this thing is, and will this thing disintegrate in the air in the next second?

No wonder Zhuangyan thinks so.

Because the Y-5 itself is an old model of aircraft, imitating the An-2 of the former Soviet Union. In the domestic airborne troops, the Y-5 has a famous nickname - the air tractor.

But don't underestimate the Y-5 because of this. Although this thing is not advanced, it is extremely practical and economical. It has low take-off and landing requirements and short distances. It is simply a must-have for parachuting training at home. In the airborne troops of Pla, it is an evergreen tree.

For Zhuangyan, it is definitely not good to do this kind of plane for the first time.

Because it is already nervous, and the plane is small, it rises to a certain height. Due to the airflow, it is not as stable as a large passenger plane, and it is always rushing, just like you are sitting in a small boat rafting out of the sea. That feeling...

Sour!

Various factors are intertwined, allowing the solemn eyes to observe the nose and the nose to observe the heart, and dare not move.

He began to look at his outfit today, including helmet, umbrella, combat boots, camouflage uniforms, and everything he should have, dressed as awesome as a future warrior.

But since it was a first jump, it was not suitable for a weapon bag. There was only a paratrooper knife inserted horizontally above the spare umbrella bag hanging on my chest - this is the life-saving knife that you would never want to use in the air.

In the strange quietness, Zhuangyan suddenly had strange thoughts.

At least give me a gun!

Unfortunately, I was so sad that I was really like what a crow said in the platoon in the garage that night that night that the main umbrella could not be opened. Finally, I really hung it on the wall to report to the King of Hell. After all, there was a gun, a cow head, a horse face, or something like that, and I was spitting out!

Xu Xingguo, who was sitting opposite the solemn, didn't say anything.

From his expressionless face, Zhuangyan could feel that this guy's heart was probably not as close to his nervousness.

Suddenly, Su Huikai had nothing to say, maybe she wanted to revitalize the atmosphere, and smiled and said, "Brothers, this broken plane was creaking. Will it fall before it flew to the landing ground?"

At that moment, more than a dozen pairs of eyes rolled on Su Hui at the same time.

Su Huikai saw disgust in everyone's eyes.

He quickly lowered his head, closed his mouth, and never dared to say anything again.

Han claimed to be a guide on the ground and did not get on the plane. The person who led the team in this plane was Zhang Zhiang.

Old Bing Zhang looked at the new recruits in his eyes, and wanted to laugh but didn't make him laugh.

In fact, one of the things that every veteran of the special forces likes to do the most is the expression of the indestructible new recruits who don’t understand anything before the actual practice of each subject.

Military career is boring, and watching rookies is also a kind of fun for veterans.

Zhang Zhiang stood there all the time, almost at the designated parachute landing ground, he checked the umbrella bag for everyone again, and kept repeating various precautions for leaving the plane and landing, such as the feet that must land on the ground at the same time, the wind direction, and not landing against the wind, etc.

Then he shouted: "Don't be afraid, follow the instructions of our training and ensure that you are fine! You are already very happy to jump skydiving now. Do you know that many paratroopers during World War II would have to climb out of the cabin, climb onto the wings and jump down! Paratroopers at that time were mankind! What are you now? Standing by the cabin, with one hand, and jumped with your eyes closed, you don't have to pull the paratrooper yourself. You must know how to be satisfied! Now you are just pulling the rope-type paratroopers. When you become proficient, you will jump dozens of times more, I will take you to jump to the paratroopers freely!"

The free opening of the umbrella as Lao Zhang said is the privilege of veterans.

It means that you don’t rely on the cable inside the plane to pull the umbrella bag, and then fall freely after leaving the cabin. Look at the altimeter on your wrist to determine the height, and open the umbrella at the specified height.

This is a special parachute that jumps high and low, or a high and high jump. However, no one is qualified to talk about these things. Those who play these are veterans, and those who jump are not round umbrellas or wing umbrellas, or special parachutes like a few umbrellas.

drop--

drop--

The speakers in the cabin rang two ringtones.

In front of the cabin, near the top of the cockpit, the two lights turn green.

The umbrella holder in the cabin shouted at Zhang Zhiang: "It's here, get ready!"

After saying that, he grabbed the big handle that was solemn and didn't know what it was for, and shook the cabin door hard.

As soon as the door opened, the strong airflow rushed into the cabin like a restless snake.

The cabin, which was already a bit stuffy, suddenly became cold.

"Prepare! The landing ground is coming!"

Zhang Zhiang passed through the two rows of soldiers, returned to the hatch door, and stood there protruding his head and looking out.

A few meters away, I saw about half a cabin door.

The plane was already at an altitude of at least 800 meters. From the cabin, the ground had already become stained rags, green and yellow, and the outlines of the house could not be seen clearly, and it was piled on the ground like small building blocks.

I'm fucking!

Zhuang Yan cursed in his heart.

"Stand up!" Zhang Zhiang issued the first order.

Everyone stood up in a flash.

Hold the bench and bow your waist, tuck the seat belt, check the hanging cable, then turn your face to stand in the cabin, and prepare to leave the plane.

The cold wind rushed around among everyone, and I don’t know if it was because of the cold or because of other ancient times, solemn and shaking involuntarily.

The umbrella waving his right hand outward, like a traffic policeman standing at a red light at the intersection directing the release.

Zhang Zhiang patted Su Huikai, who was the first in the queue, checked his hang cable, and shouted: "Jump!"

Zhuang Yan was behind Su Hui, and he didn't see his expression, but soon, the bull jumped out of the cabin and disappeared outside the cabin, unable to see it.

"Sorcery, jump!"

Zhang Zhiang also checked the ropes and slapped the umbrella bag on his back and shouted in his ear.

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Chapter completed!