Special Years

Zhuang Yan followed his teammates to board one of the Mi-171 helicopters.

The hatch closed, and there was a roar.

Through the narrow window, the huge propeller above the aircraft can be seen slowly spinning. As the roar increases, the rotation speed gradually increases.

Soon, Zhuang Yan felt that he couldn't hear the people next to him.

The cabin of the Mi-171 is quite spacious, with two rows of seats on both sides, but the helicopter made by Da Maozi is not visually appealing. There are four round portholes on each side of the two sides, through which you can see the outside scenery.

The fuselage began to shake slightly and took off slowly.

At the height of more than ten meters in the air, the nose of the aircraft lightly flew towards the southwest.

Each helicopter has five teams, together with instructors and crew members, a total of 24 people.

The airport at my feet was gradually left behind, replaced by the countryside and mountains and ravines. In the night, only the lights of the stars could be seen.

Old Baimao distributed maps and mission briefings to the leaders of each group one by one.

The team leader of Zhuang Yan is of course the highest-ranked Yan Ming.

"Don't look now, look after the landing!" The old white hair pointed to the top of the helmet, where night vision equipment was hung.

"Parachute at night, do you have any problems!?"

Lao Maozi's helicopter is so noisy that Lao Bai Mao speaks like a roar.

Yan Ming gave a thumbs up and answered loudly, "No problem!"

After the old white hair left, Yan Ming gestured and asked Zhuang Yan loudly, "How many times have you practiced skydiving at night?"

Majestic raised three fingers.

Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

"It's okay, I'll take the lead, follow me!" Yan Ming said, "It's fine if you can control your umbrella. Others don't matter, I'll lead the team."

Paragliding tonight.

There are only a handful of times that solemn parachute jumps, only after returning to the brigade, followed the whole brigade to the parachute field to jump.

Extra-large soldiers generally have to go through many rounds of parachute training for one year after enlisting in the army before they can parachute jump. This is the patent of veterans.

It's just that the "Hunter" detachment that solemnly belongs to is different. They are considered to have entered the parafoil training program early.

The reason is also very simple.

After all, these selected people are already third-year soldiers. People in the reconnaissance brigade of the army like Su Huikai have parachute and airborne experience, plus the achievements of the "Hunter" team during the parachute training. They are all very good, at least more experienced and practical than those extra-large recruits who have just joined the army for a year, so it can be considered that they have followed the other veterans in the brigade and learned the parafoil with others.

Parachuting at night is actually a very dangerous subject.

It's not that those poker-faced instructors scare people.

The paratroopers go to a specific parachute field for night parachuting, and there are guides and various types of support on the ground.

This time, the parachute of the reserve team at the headquarters was carried out in groups, and the landing fields of each group were different. The night vision equipment was completely used to capture the ground situation at night, which was extremely demanding for the group leader to be the first person to jump out of the hatch.

Fortunately, Yan Ming is a veteran of special warfare, and he has extremely rich experience in parachuting. With him, the three senior soldiers have a reassurance in their hearts.

If Zhuang Yan and the others were allowed to dance by themselves, to be honest, they would either be desperate, or they would not dare to risk their lives.

Skydiving at night is definitely not as simple as you think.

The plane flew for nearly an hour amid the loud roar of the propellers.

Along the way, the old white hair was standing next to the radio station at the end of the cabin, maintaining close contact with the ground.

He had to keep an eye out for changes in the weather near the landing pad.

In this staged assessment, choosing to dispatch at night is actually taking a great risk.

If it is an ordinary special force, no one dares to play like this. After all, a little mistake will lead to casualties.

But the unit that the old white hair belonged to has an extremely sturdy and life-threatening style, and they thought it was nothing.

What's more, they are all elites from various regions. If you don't increase the difficulty, and only come to projects with a high safety factor, you will not be able to choose good soldiers.

Play for your life.

In fact, the old white hair still kept a hand.

He is already quite familiar with the terrain near the landing field, because the troops he belongs to often conduct various trainings including parachuting in that area. Flat ground, and no people live there.

If it is their own unit training, they will even choose to parachute in the mountains.

Everything seems to be going well.

According to various feedbacks received along the way, the weather near the landing site is good, the visibility is high, and the cross wind is no more than level 3.

very good!

The old white hair looked at his watch, entered the cockpit for a while, and then returned to the cabin.

"Check the equipment, umbrellas, and night vision equipment, hang up your equipment bags, pay attention to check the position and height, don't break your **** later!"

There are umbrella bags at the front and back, the main umbrella at the back, the spare umbrella hanging on the front chest and abdomen, the equipment bag hanging under the spare umbrella, and the hammer in front of the legs.

If it is not hung properly, when it hits the ground, it is possible to hit a key part of itself.

According to the impetus of the paratroopers landing, let alone hitting a key part, hitting anywhere will make you roll on the ground and sing "What a Painful Understanding".

"4 groups ready!"

The old white hair pointed to the group number where Yan Ming, Zhuang Yan and others belonged.

"You jump first!"

The landing points are different for each group, so jump in batches.

Yan Ming got up and walked towards the cabin door.

Old Baimao stepped forward to check his equipment, then patted his shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

"They're all veterans, no problem!"

Yan Ming said loudly, "No problem!"

"Jump!" Old Baimao patted his umbrella bag, indicating that he could skydive.

Yan Ming turned his head and glanced at a few senior soldiers waiting for Zhuang Yan, and shouted loudly, "Follow me!"

After all, he rushed out, and the man jumped into the darkness of the night.

The height was already 2,000 meters in the air, standing solemnly beside the cabin door, the violent cold wind poured into the cabin, and there was a tingling on his face.

Under his feet, through the sight in the night vision device, he could vaguely see the mountains in the distance.

But the ground is still not very clear~www.novelmt.com~ Because the night vision device also has a certain distance limit, it is too far to see clearly.

This is the scary part of parachuting at night. The leader must have the help of the gp locator. If you only rely on visual inspection and find that the ground is not suitable for landing, you have not much time to avoid it.

A tiny green spot twinkled in the night sky.

That was Yan Ming who was in the lead.

"Jump!"

Following the old Baimao's order, he rushed out solemnly, spread his arms, and jumped into the night sky.

The huge darkness enveloped the solemn moment.

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