Compared with the nervousness of others, Dewey at this moment was extremely calm and did not have the slightest panic.

It is true that the spare parachute has a limited load, but the years before Dewey enlisted in the stunt parachute team were not in vain.

It can be said that in the whole hidden dragon, Dewey may be inferior to others in other aspects, but in parachuting, he is not convinced by anyone except the wall.

He expertly pulls the parachute line, adjusts the direction of the parachute, and uses the wind to hover in the air to minimize his falling speed.

Watching Dewey hover in circles in the air, his speed slowing down continuously, the dragon team members above invariably breathed a sigh of relief.

The mule couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Grandma's, professional is professional, if you don't accept it, you can't do it!" ”

The second mule also wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled silly at the bottom.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how ridiculous he was at the beginning, for a woman who didn't love him, and against his comrades-in-arms who were willing to leave the hope of life to him.

Although Dewey's speed slowed down a lot, he still landed faster than the others, and the distance of two hundred meters passed in a blink of an eye, and it was time to land.

He roughly estimated that if he landed on the ground at the current speed, his legs would be basically unbearable, and even if he didn't break a bone, he would have to sprain.

But he did not panic, but set his eyes on a large tree.

This tree is seven or eight meters high, and there are no other trees of equal height next to it, making it a suitable landing site.

Dewey flew towards the tree with a spare umbrella.

When he landed at the same height as the tree, he pulled his left and right hands several times, and the spare umbrella adjusted its direction with his movements, and hung right on a branch that stretched outward.

The branch bent down sharply, not breaking, and hung the spare umbrella in the air.

Dewey's fall continued unabated, and he continued to fall downward, being scraped by other branches, and his face was cut twice.

However, the branches also gave him a buffer, otherwise he would have stopped abruptly with the spare umbrella, and the umbrella strap alone would have strangled him half to death.

Rao is like this, he was also a little out of breath by the umbrella belt, and the position where the umbrella belt was fixed on his body hurt hotly, and he couldn't help grinning.

He hung in mid-air, dangling back and forth with the spare umbrella, and the pain in his body made it impossible for him to lift his hand.

It didn't take long for others to descend to the ground one after another.

The second mule was the first to land, and he quickly unhooked his parachute and ran towards the place where Dewey had landed.

Seeing Dewey hanging motionless from the tree, the second mule asked nervously, "Xian'er, how are you, is there anything wrong?" ”

"It's okay, it's just a little painful, and I can't lift my arm." Dewey replied.

"Don't worry, I'll go up and let you down."

The second mule took off his equipment, climbed up with the trunk of the tree, followed the branch to find Dewey's paracord, took out the dagger and said, "I have cut the parachute line." ”

"Don't cut yet!" Dewey hurriedly shouted.

Now it is more than three meters above the ground, and if this height is placed in normal times, of course he will not care, but now his body is in pain, and he has to twist his foot if he falls.

"When they come, someone below will continue to cut again, and I am not good at it now." Dewey said.

The second mule suddenly realized and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot about this stubble." ”

"How do I think you did it on purpose?" Dewey asked rhetorically.

The old man of the second mule couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly said: "I really forgot, it was definitely not intentional......"

Dewey couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the second mule realized that he was joking with himself, shook his head speechlessly, and said, "I'm now."

I should have thrown you down and died. ”

"You won't have a chance if you fall to my death."

"If I don't have a chance, I'll have to fall to your death!"

The two mules pretended to be fierce, and the two couldn't help laughing together.

Men's friendship is like this, one moment they may still regard each other as enemies, but the next moment they turn into jade silk because of something, and this is the case when they meet and laugh at each other.

Dewey didn't have to wait long, Chestnut God and the shepherd ran over first, and with the cooperation of the three of them, Dewey was let go.

"How does it feel?" The shepherd asked with concern.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, it's probably a soft tissue contusion, just rest." Dewey said.

"Second mule, look at the good things you have done, you haven't seen the enemy yet, Xian'er let you be knocked down first." The shepherd poured fire on the two mules.

"Don't talk about the shepherd, don't blame him, the situation in the air is like this, and no one can guarantee that there will be no mistakes." Dewey exonerated the two mules.

"It's all my fault."

The second mule humbly accepted the criticism, and his sincere attitude made it difficult for the shepherd to blame him any longer.

The others also came looking for him, and Dewey recovered a little, but his arms still did not dare to make big movements, so he had to wait for the mule to come over for further examination.

However, the place where the mule landed was a little far, and he was the last to arrive, and as soon as he showed his face, he was pulled by the shepherd, and asked him to check on Dewey.

"How's it going, what's the matter?" Everyone asked with concern.

"It's fine, no fractures, just soft tissue contusions, nothing serious." The mule said.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, even if Dewey was temporarily unable to participate in the battle, it was already a blessing in misfortune.

"Mule, give me an injection to seal." Dewey said.

If he didn't close it, with Dewey's current situation, he could have found a place to rest, but he knew that this operation was very dangerous, and if he lacked one person, he would lack a strength, and it would be more risky.

How could he let his teammates fight to the death while he was recuperating from his injuries?

The mule was not polite, and took out the medicine and gave Dewey a shot, and the others did not think that there was anything wrong, so they would have asked for it.

After the closure, Dewey rested for a while, and finally could move freely.

He stood up and said, "Okay, we've been delaying me for so long, we have to hurry." ”

The bayonet nodded and said to Wei Laoshi: "Laoshi, you determine the position below, and we will go over to search immediately." ”

Wei Laoshi led the way in front, and everyone searched the area they were responsible for according to the plan.

When I landed in the air before, I had already found a piece of light in the southeast direction, and the first place to search was here.

If it was a straight line distance, that place was only about two kilometers away from their current position, but when they walked in the mountains and forests, they walked a full four or five kilometers, and even at the speed of the hidden dragon, it took half an hour.

Approaching the target, the bayonet gestured, and everyone immediately dispersed and touched towards the place where the light was.

All the way, they arrived at the location of the light, but it was a dilapidated small mountain village, and there were about seven or eight families in the village, which was not the headquarters of Dongtu no matter how you looked at it.

The bayonet looked at the patches of opium poppies planted on the hillside and guessed what this little mountain village did, that is, the place where drugs were grown.

Such mountain villages are most common in Pashtun, and Pashtun has not stopped them, making the country one of the top three drug producers in the world today.

However, the bayonet did not give up on reconnaissance, because these villagers who grow drugs often sell opium poppies to terrorist groups, and they are likely to have ties to the headquarters of Toto, and even know their exact location.

"Xian'er." The bayonet habitually screamed, and immediately reacted again, saying: "Forget it, let's get wet." ”

"What, look down on me? Even if you look down on me, you have to look down on the mule, but he closed me up. Dewey said.

"Don't pull it on me, rest you honestly!" The mule said angrily.

"It's not that I look down on you, I know you're okay now, but do you know Pashto?" The bayonet asked with a smile.

Dewey was speechless.

Wei Laoshi patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Now you know, how important it is to master a foreign language." ”

"If you wait for me to go back, you have to learn seven or eight English from him!" Dewey said harshly.

"It's terrible to be uneducated, my brother doesn't talk to an uneducated person like you, and it's gone!"

Wei Laoshi raised his feet to leave, but Dewey grabbed him and said, "Bayonet, or I'll go with me, I'm afraid that Lao Shi won't be able to do it alone." ”

"That makes sense," the bayonet nodded, "two mules, you and Lao Shi go." ”

"Okay."

The second mule immediately stood up, followed by Wei Laoshi, who had broken away from Dewey, and touched the village.

Dewey knew that the bayonet was for his own good, and wanted him to rest more, but he still snorted angrily.

"It's not a big fight, you can rest for a while, there's nothing to be angry about. If it's really a big battle, do you think the black belly of the bayonet will let you go? The shepherd whispered comfortingly.

"That's right, the bayonet is the blackest." The mule echoed with a smile.

The bayonet sneered twice and said, "Knowing that I have a black belly, you still dare to say it, it's really bold, you all remember it for me." ”

"Scare me? You think you're a mule with a little book? The shepherd said nonchalantly.

"It's all in my heart, it's better than a mule's book." The bayonet pointed to his heart.

"Damn, can you leave me alone? You wait! ”

The mule angrily took out a small notebook and began to hold grudges, and the chestnut god pursed his lips and offered two words: "Childish!" ”

There was a joke here, and over there Wei Laoshi and the second mule had already entered the village, and they stopped outside the first lighted house.

Wei Laoshi gestured to the two mules, and the two of them each came to a window and quietly peeked in through the gap in the curtain.

Inside, instead of electric lights, kerosene lamps were lit, and the old furniture looked even more dilapidated in the dim light, and there were a few assault rifles in the corners, which stood out.

It's poppy season, and the ground is piled up with picked poppy fruits, and seven or eight people are packing them into baskets made of branches.

These men and women, young and old, the youngest of whom was seven or eight years old, gathered poppy fruits and spoke in the Pashtun language.

The sound insulation of the window was not good, and their conversation Wei Laoshi could hear it clearly, most of them were words about how much these poppy fruits could be sold for, and what the money from the sale could be used to buy something.

There wasn't much useful information, and Wei Laoshi didn't have the idea of going in and asking.

These villagers are also drug dealers, and they are also not afraid of death, just look at the gun in the corner.

If they rushed in, they would definitely be met with resistance, which would alarm the rest of the village, and their whereabouts would be exposed.

Wei Laoshi waved his hand at the two mules, and the two left quietly.

I went to several houses one after another, and they were all the same scene, and there were quite a few people in each house, until the fourth house, where there were only three people.

Wei Laoshi gestured to the second mule - this is it!

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