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

At eight o'clock in the morning, all the members of the 122nd Regiment and the First Brigade gathered in the flight area, wearing training uniforms, carrying heavy umbrella bags, wearing warm helmets and windproof eyes on their heads, waiting quietly, while a Z-8 transport helicopter was parked next to it.

Directly in front of the queue, Hu Zhongming stood with his hands in his hands and said with a serious expression: "Comrades, this simulation training starts from actual combat, and the reconnaissance unit will set off after you parachute, in other words, you have enough time to hide." ”

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

"Yes!"

The crowd responded loudly.

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

The most important thing for a soldier is confidence.

"In this training content, the skydiving height is 1000 meters, and the specific parachute height is controlled by yourself, I don't make a hard limit, but I advise you, don't be reckless, in case you are injured, it is you who are affected, understand?"

In parachute training, the probability of accidents in the airborne troops is relatively high, and accidents rarely occur in pilots, but there are also pilots who think very highly of themselves and are injured because the parachute altitude is too low.

Therefore, Hu Zhongming specially reminded that the 12 pilots in front of him are the best pilots of the 122nd Regiment, and any one of them who has a problem is a major loss.

"Understood!"

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

At the end of his simple speech, Hu Zhongming's blazing eyes swept over everyone in turn and gave an order.

"Stand upright, turn left, and walk in unison."

Ye Jianlong, who was standing on the far right, gave the order.

With Ye Jianlong's password, after everyone turned left, they took neat steps and boarded the Z-8 transport helicopter with the hatch opened in turn, and sat down one after another.

The hatch was then closed, and the two helicopter pilots on standby in the cockpit made contact with the tower, and after obtaining meteorological parameters and take-off clearance, they ignited and started the engine.

"Buzz!"

As the fuel output enters the engine's combustion chamber, a loud roar sounds, and three turboshaft Type 6 engines output power, which is transmitted to the rotor and tail rotor through the final drive.

The six-bladed propeller and the five-bladed tail rotor suddenly accelerated and rotated from slow to fast, and a huge sound was heard, which merged with the roar of the engine, resounding through the flight area of Dongling Field Station, and also filled the cabin with the same sound insulation effect as none.

Under the pilot's control, the Z-8 transport helicopter slowly levitated, hovered for a few seconds about one meter above the ground, accelerated its climb, and flew along the predetermined route at a speed of 260 kilometers per hour over the Xiaoxing'an Mountains, more than 400 kilometers away.

A simulated ejection escape wilderness survival training officially kicked off.

In this training, Yang Luo brought very limited things, Beidou satellite locator, satellite phone, compass, sleeping bag, paratrooper knife and pistol, this is all the equipment they can carry.

If it weren't for the fact that the weather was too cold, you wouldn't even be allowed to bring a sleeping bag.

The bullet carries two kinds, one is a live bullet with a magazine to deal with unknown dangers; The other is the training bomb, commonly known as the empty cartridge, which is used to fight the troops who are chasing them, and both sides are equipped with laser receiving devices

There is no food, and they must find it by themselves, which is also the problem that Yang Luo and they need to solve the most.

In fact, Yang Luo felt that the satellite phone was completely redundant, and he would not use it unless he was injured and had to quit. Otherwise, no one would make this call, even if they were hungry enough to gnaw on the bark.

Calling for help because of hunger is a shame.

The transport helicopter carrying them headed west, and after an hour and a half, it gradually arrived in the intended airspace.

Below, the undulating peaks are covered in snow and reflect the sun's rays.

To be honest, skydiving in the snow is more difficult and dangerous, and it is not conducive to visual observation of the height when approaching the ground, and because it is covered by snow, I don't know if the landing position is solid, whether it is a deep pit?

"There is still a minute left before the first scheduled skydive." 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 scheduled skydiving position is 750 meters, so Yang Luo's skydiving altitude is still 1,000 meters.

"Everybody ready." Ye Jianlong stood up and gave instructions with a serious face.

A random mechanic gets up and opens the hatch on the left.

The cabin suddenly lost pressure, and a strong air flow entered the cabin and rushed around, and the pressure increased suddenly.

Ye Jianlong was the first in line, followed by Yang Luo and Xue Fei and other four people from the first squadron, all carrying heavy umbrella bags, making final inspections and preparations.

Yang Luo looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the cabin with a calm face, breathing oxygen at an altitude of 1,750 meters, it was not the first time to skydive, what was there to be nervous about.

"Drop!"

With a lifting sound, the light above the hatch turned green, indicating that the intended airspace had been reached.

Ye Jianlong bent down slightly, without the slightest hesitation, jumped into the air outside the cabin, Yang Luo followed, the third was Xu Zhiqiang, and the fourth was ......

Like dumplings, one by one, the pilots who had already prepared jumped out of the cabin one by one and plunged into the arms of the sky.

As soon as I got off the plane and jumped into the air, I felt a strong and bitter cold wind blowing in my face, blowing my cheeks and the sound of the wind whistling endlessly.

Behind it, is the blue sky.

Below, the snow-capped earth.

The feeling of weightlessness strikes throughout the body.

When you're in the cockpit of a fighter jet, you get a negative overload, which is essentially the same, but it feels completely different.

At this time, being in the air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, which is more exciting.

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

800 meters!

600 meters!

500 meters!

"Bang!"

In the sky, a dull sound sounded, and a white flower instantly bloomed above Yang Luo's head.

Parachute, open!

Yang Luo didn't go to what difficulty he could play, and directly opened the parachute at a position of 500 meters.

With the blooming of the parachute, the air resistance was greatly increased, and Yang Luo's figure was stunned, and the speed of the fall was like a cliff, slowly falling in the air.

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

The height continues to fall at a rate of 5 meters per second.

300 meters!

100 meters!

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

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