The next day, the weather was good, the sky was clear and cloudless, but the temperature was a little low, from minus 12 degrees to minus 5 degrees.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, all members of the first brigade of the 122nd Regiment were lined up in the flight area, wearing training uniforms, carrying heavy umbrella bags, warm helmets and windproof eyes, waiting quietly, and a Z-8 transport helicopter was parked beside it.

Right in front of the queue, Hu Zhongming stood with his hands behind his back and said with a serious expression: "Comrades, this simulation training starts from actual combat. Only after you parachuted will the reconnaissance troops set out. In other words, you have enough time to hide."

After a pause, Hu Zhongming continued, "I don't hope that you can survive for three days, but I hope that some of you can survive successfully until three days later. Do you have confidence, comrades?"

"have!"

Everyone responded loudly.

Whether you can do it is one thing, and whether you have confidence is another thing.

What a soldier lacks the least is confidence.

"In this training content, the skydiving height is 1,000 meters. I will grasp the specific height of the parachute opening by myself. I will not impose a rigid limit, but I would like to advise you not to show off. If you are injured, you will be affected. Do you understand?"

In parachute training, the probability of accidents in the airborne troops is relatively high. There are few accidents in pilots, but some pilots also think they are very high and the altitude of the parachute is too low and they are injured.

Therefore, Hu Zhongming specifically reminded that the 12 pilots in front of him are the best pilots of the 122nd Regiment, and any person has a problem will be a major loss.

"clear!"

"Okay, now, I order, board the plane."

After the simple speech, Hu Zhongming's bright eyes swept across everyone in turn and issued an order.

"Standing attentively, turning left, and walking in unison."

Ye Jianlong, who was standing on the far right, issued a command.

Accompanied by Ye Jianlong's command, everyone turned left and took neat steps to board the Zhi-8 transport helicopter that opened the hatch door and sat down one after another.

The hatch door was then closed, and the two helicopter pilots on standby in the cockpit contacted the tower, and after obtaining weather parameters and takeoff permission, they ignited and started the engine.

"Buzz!"

As the fuel output enters the engine combustion chamber, a huge roar sounds, and three turboshaft 6 engines output power, which is transmitted to the rotor and tail rotor through the main reducer.

The six-blade propeller and the five-blade tail rotor suddenly accelerated from slow to fast, and a huge sound was heard, which merged with the roar of the engine, resounded throughout the flight area of ​​the Dongling Station and was also filled with the cabin where the sound insulation effect was equivalent to that of none.

Under the control of the pilot, the Z-8 transport helicopter slowly floated up, hovered about one meter off the ground for a few seconds, accelerated and climbed up, along the scheduled route, flying over the Little Khingan Mountains more than 400 kilometers away at a speed of 260 kilometers per hour.

A practical simulated catapult escape wild survival training officially kicked off.

This time, Yang Luo and the others brought very limited things, including Beidou satellite locator, satellite phone, compass, sleeping bag, paratrooper knife and pistol, which is all the equipment they can carry.

If it weren't for the fact that the weather was too cold, even a sleeping bag was not allowed.

There are two types of bullets, one live ammunition, and one magazine is used to deal with unknown dangers; the other is training ammunition, commonly known as empty-pack bombs, used to fight against the troops chasing them. Both sides are equipped with laser receiving devices.

If you don’t have food, you have to find it yourself, which is also the problem that Yang Luo and the others need to solve the most.

In fact, Yang Luo felt that the satellite phone was completely redundant and would only be used unless he was injured and had to withdraw. Otherwise, even if he was so hungry that he nibbled the bark, no one would make this call.

It is a shame to ask for help because of hunger.

The transport helicopter carrying them headed westward, and after an hour and a half, gradually arrived at the predetermined airspace.

Below are the undulating peaks, covered in silver and snow, reflecting the light of the sun.

To be honest, parachuting in the snow is difficult and dangerous, and it is not conducive to visual observation height when approaching the ground. Because it is covered with snow, it is not known whether the landing location is strong or not. Is it a deep pit?

"There is one minute left to the first reservation airspace." The captain of the Z-8 transport helicopter prompted.

The actual flight altitude of the helicopter is 1,750 meters, and the altitude below the predetermined skydiving position is 750 meters, so Yang Luo and his skydiving height are still 1,000 meters.

"Everyone is ready." Ye Jianlong stood up and gave instructions with a serious expression.

The random mechanic got up and opened the hatch door located on the left.

The pressure suddenly dropped in the cabin, and a strong airflow entered the cabin and ran around, and the pressure suddenly increased.

Ye Jianlong was ranked first, followed by four people from the first squadron, including Yang Luo and Xue Fei, all carrying heavy umbrella bags, making the final inspection and preparation.

Yang Luo looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the cabin with a calm expression, breathing oxygen from the altitude of 1,750 meters. It was not the first time that he was parachuting, so what was so nervous?

"drop!"

As a sound of rising sounds sounded, the light above the hatch turned green, indicating that it had arrived in the predetermined airspace.

Ye Jianlong bent over slightly without hesitation, jumped into the air outside the cabin, Yang Luo followed closely behind, the third one was Xu Zhiqiang and the fourth one...

Like dumplings, pilots who were already ready jumped out of the cabin and rushed into the arms of the sky.

As soon as I left the plane and jumped into the air, I felt the strong and bitter cold wind rushing towards me, making my cheeks hurt, and my ears were filled with the sound of howling wind.

Behind it is the blue sky.

Below is the snowy earth.

The feeling of weightlessness hits the whole body.

When you dive in the fighter cockpit, you will experience negative overload. It is essentially the same, but it feels completely different.

At this time, I was in the air and had nowhere to rely on the force, which was even more exciting.

Affected by gravity, Yang Luo fell faster and faster, and the height from the ground was getting lower and lower.

800 meters!

600 meters!

500 meters!

"Bang!"

A dull sound came from the sky, and a white flower instantly bloomed above Yang Luo's head.

Parachute, open!

Yang Luo did not show off his skills and started the parachute at 500 meters.

As the parachute bloomed, the air resistance was greatly increased. Yang Luo's body paused, and his falling speed dropped like a cliff, slowly falling in the air.

Yang Luo controlled his hands skillfully and freely, and his eyes scanned the ground, looking for a suitable place to land.

The altitude continues to drop at a speed of 5 meters per second.

300 meters!

100 meters!

More than a minute later, Yang Luo stepped on the snow and wanted to run forward to remove the accumulated potential energy, but because the cedar was soft and slippery, he fell directly to the ground, stained with white snow.

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Chapter completed!