"Can't move?" I didn't feel like I understood what Darsh meant, "Where are you?" ”

"I ...... I don't know! Darsha spoke with a hint of crying, "All I know is ...... Jump off the helicopter...... I was hooked up in the power lines...... Stuck on a branch......"

The helicopter was gliding out of the radome, and the parachute jump was before me...... Probably what the location, I guessed too. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Closing the gates to connect to the grid, I climbed up to a watchtower and used the searchlight on the watchtower to observe the situation on the entire grid. If the parachute is hooked, it should be very conspicuous......

Finally found it. I breathed a sigh of relief and gently comforted me on the intercom, "I've seen you." How's it going over there? ”

"I ...... I'm a little ......" Darsha whispered in panic, "I'm a little scared......"

What a headache guy...... The thought flashed through my head. I shook my head and sighed to myself where Lomanov and Mosvenk got me such heartless teammates.

I brought a ladder, climbed up the power grid along the ladder, took out a dagger to cut off the grid, and then saw Daxia under the parachute.

It has to be said that such an airborne position requires great luck and "skill". The red parachute printed with the party emblem in the center is particularly eye-catching in the mountains, and the volume of the coalition parachute and the length of the parachute line are very long.

Mark ...... Where are you ......" Gradually, Darsha couldn't stop crying.

The hanging part has been torn. Looking further back, the parachute line still hangs on the branches of the pine tree. No wonder she hasn't fallen until now, but it is estimated that she won't last long.

"I'm on top of you. Don't move, the part hanging on the wall is a little torn. ”

"That'...... Alright then......" Darsha replied with a sob, "you must save me......"

"Rest assured. You're dead, and I'm here for nothing. I comforted lightly.

If it had been a different occasion, it would have caused more fierce protests from Daxia, but now her life was in danger, and all that came from the walkie-talkie was a burst of angry panting.

I suddenly felt a little guilty: she was just a little clumsy...... I shouldn't be so vicious, right? But now is not the time to apologize.

"Daxia? If you're listening, hold on to your parachute lines and throw away everything you don't need! The parachute is a little less secure, but I'll pull you up. ”

"Huh? Good...... Okay......" Darsh was still sobbing intermittently, "save me......"

Let go and leave her alone. A voice is seducing me, this is what Lomanov owes you.

When I tried to catch the source of this evil thought, it suddenly disappeared like a gust of wind. Damn, how the hell did I get this ...... Cruel thoughts?

No matter. I grabbed the parachute and began to lift it up hard. After throwing away a lot of things, Daxia's body was light and fluttering, and it was effortless to pull it up.

The parachute finally came to an end, and Dasha clutched the parachute rope with tears in her eyes and appeared in sight. It's finally a thrill......

Suddenly, the cotton cloth of the parachute emitted a crisp and pleasant "zi-la-" and cracked!

Damn it! How could it be at this time!

Seeing Daxia subconsciously let go of a hand, I didn't even think about it, grabbed the parachute rope and shouted: "Don't let go!" Hang on! ”

The parachute lines are also not strong. Just when Daxia was about to reach the top, the rope suddenly broke several times. She was so frightened that her hand slipped, and she almost fell with the cotton.

Fortunately, in the words "quick response", I am confident that I have achieved the extreme. With one hand, he swung the dagger in his hand, cutting through the cotton cloth and parachute rope that had been wrapped around him, and the other grabbed Darsha's hand as he fell. Damn, the ladder under my feet still seems to be moving slightly, and I hope it doesn't fall......

As if to laugh at my luck, the A-ladder shook twice, and I inadvertently kicked me down. Now I was completely suspended in the air, and I was holding on to the broken wall of the power grid to prevent myself from falling off the cliff with Darsha.

What if Dashara comes? The wall is three meters high, and although you won't die if you fall, you will definitely break the ground where it touches. The so-called "dilemma" describes who I am now.

But time is not on my side. The parachute rope rope didn't last long, and I didn't have enough strength to pull Darsha against the wall anymore. It's better to fall than to hesitate.

After a long silence, I sighed softly as I looked at Daxia with tears in his eyes.

"It's bad luck," I said, "well, then, it's up to you and me." ”

"Mark......" Darsh wanted to say something, but I had already made a difference. When I pulled upwards hard, I felt like I had used all my strength.

Fortunately, the cotton cloth and drawstring of the parachute also covered the overhead position. When Darsh and I were falling in a straight line, the parachute and parachute line were just right to get stuck on the grid.

But after all, it fell from a height of three meters, and I don't wear heavy protective clothing for special forces, so it still hurts to fall to the ground.

When my back touched the hard concrete floor at high speed, the pain instantly made me unconscious. The last thing I remember before I lost consciousness was the parachute that slowly covered my body.

It feels so bad...... I wish I had it at my funeral after I died...... You can also wear a blood-red flag like this parachute......

Then with this strange thought, I closed my eyes and fell into a coma.

……

"Mark? Wake up! Wake up! A looming voice swirled in his head.

It's noisy! But I don't want to move at all...... Soreness...... It's better to lie down......

A glass of cold water splashed on my face with a "swish" sound, and I had to wake up. Then subconsciously reached out and grabbed the "attacker".

"Ahh

I hurriedly let go of my hand and saw Darsha kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, covering his neck with his hands and coughing incessantly, his whole face coughing blood-red.

"I'm sorry......" I was about to say something comforting, but as soon as it came to my lips, all I had left was a simple "I'm sorry".

I looked up and down Darsha's body, and almost laughed at the way she was covered in parachute lines and parachute cotton.

"Laugh what a laugh!" Darsha looked at my expression, and his emotions suddenly spiraled out of control like a burst flood, "You bastard! Lunatic! ”

"Smack-" followed by a crisp slap in the face. The burning pain on my face quickly spread to my cranial nerves, reminding me to fight back.

But I didn't move, I didn't even react, I just watched the collapsed Darsha quietly.

"You bastard...... Doing such a dangerous thing...... Why don't you say it...... Every time...... Every time it comes to an important juncture, you never hide one from me! Darsha suddenly yelled at me, "Every time! Hate if I can say it clearly! ”

It's eventful. My brain told me to leave her alone, I shouldn't be sitting here now......

But I sat still, not moving.

"Why ......," Darsha laughed miserably, "I knew about it from the news when Generalissimo Viladimore had an accident ten years ago...... I was stationed in the United States for five whole years, and once in a while I came back and played peek-a-boo with me...... Also, where did you go after the banquet that day? Why did you come back with scars? You never told me! ”

I continued to be silent. It was a military secret, a voice alerted me, and I told him to shut up.

"You didn't even think of me as a comrade...... Right? Finally, Darsha looked up at me with tearful eyes, "I know you had a holiday with your father...... But...... Why ......"

I remembered a party I attended with my father when I was five years old. At that time, Dasha should have sat opposite me and my adoptive father, like Lomanov. My adoptive father's expression and reaction were like a spring breeze, and Daxia, who was only five years old, kept his eyes on me.

I remember...... Lomanov's expression that day...... It seems a little unpleasant......

"You've never ...... Never took it seriously...... Isn't that right......" Darsha smiled indifferently at the end, "yes...... I'm yours...... It's cumbersome......"

The tears had almost dried up. Darsha slowly took off the parachute rope and cotton cloth from her body, and I suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly.

"What are you doing bastard?" Darsha was still struggling in panic when he was suddenly hugged. Just kidding, how could I let go so easily.

"Don't make a fuss," I whispered in her ear, "I promise you...... This time it is over, back to Moscow, I will correct my mistakes. ”

"Why should I believe you! Swindler! "Darsha was still pounding me hard with his fists.

"Because you've never been a burden to me!" I hugged Darsha tighter," I should say...... You're mine...... Worry about it......"

I'm sorry, I lied again. I thought a little embarrassed as I hugged Darsha and watched her cry silently in my arms.