Dayu and others waited for a long time until night before he finally waited for the news that Chen Yu had gone into seclusion.
He knew that Chen Yu had left City No. 7.
"Let's go," Oha got up and walked out of the apartment, heading towards the most magnificent manor in the center of City No. 7.
After reaching the door, the servants of the manor recognized him at a glance and hurriedly ran out with great sincerity: "You are back. After leaving for a while, the old man and your mother will mention you every day when they have dinner. I wonder if you are doing well."
"Well, I'm back," Oyu took the shuttle bus to get off at the huge villa. He walked into the villa and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, mom, I'm back!"
Countdown to zero and return.
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Countdown 168:00:00.
The world lights up again.
Qingchen opened his eyes in the training base, but it was still deserted outside the house, and no new students arrived.
He got up and walked to the training room, practiced the key points of parachuting alone, and then folded the umbrella bags with his own hands, neatly.
The umbrella bag is the life of a wing suit flying man.
If you make a mistake in the air, the person will be able to live if the umbrella bag is opened. If the umbrella bag is not opened, the person will die.
Alice next door heard the movement and came to the door of the training room curiously: "You must have just returned, right?"
"Yes," Qingchen nodded.
"Don't you need a break?" Alice asked.
Qingchen smiled and said, "Please let Coach Sorrel take me to fly in the wing suit in the morning, first make high-altitude ones, then low-altitude ones."
"Huh?" Alice was stunned: "But, you have only just reached 25 parachutes now, and you usually have to jump to 200 times. You don't have the experience of parachutes at low altitudes and cannot cope with the chaotic airflow at low altitudes. It is actually very dangerous to fly a wing suit, because your altitude is too low and your speed is too fast... I suggest you jump 100 more times and then challenge the wing suit flight again."
"No," Qingchen said with a smile: "I know you are responsible for my life, but I insist on starting to train wingsuit flights in the morning. I will transfer another helicopter to come, and there is also a professional team to cooperate with the helicopter maintenance, maintenance, and cheering. All I need is coach Sorrel, who follows me throughout the process and help me point out my mistakes. For this, I can pay double the price."
Alice suddenly realized that flying in wing suits was not a hobby for Qingchen.
She thought for a long time and said, "Yes, but we don't have to pay double the price. We are dedicated."
"That's pretty good," Qingchen smiled and said, "If the helicopter does not crash after training, I can give it to you."
Alice felt that she was increasingly unaware of this invisible rich man.
When she first met Qingchen, she thought she was an overseas Chinese from Birmingham, with some money and a crush on extreme sports.
But the last time she saw Qingchen being picked up by the convoy and returning with scars, she realized that it was different.
Alice saw those black cars... Each of them had a window of five centimeters thick, which was actually a bulletproof car.
She searched the Internet and finally found the vehicle information in the forum: Maybach Pullman bulletproof version.
She couldn't find the price, but the global limited edition of 15 vehicles in 2023 is all in that fleet.
By this time, the price of a car is no longer important.
This is a symbol of identity and status.
Nowadays, such a rich person has to commit suicide without being familiar with flying wing suits. She can't figure out why.
Just as they were talking, the buzzing sound of helicopter propellers sounded over the training base, and a huge airflow swept over the snow on the mountain.
Sorrel was awakened by the sound of the helicopter. He ran outside the door and saw the 'Airbus H225 Super Cougar' hovering in the sky: "How can this kind of helicopter come to a training base like ours! Alice, who are they? Are they our new students?"
The helicopter costs $27 million alone and can carry 24 passengers.
At this moment, a cable was placed on the helicopter, but 20 fully armed parent-teacher meeting members quickly fell down the rope and quickly completed the defense and alertness of the training base.
The Sorrel people were stupid, and he raised his hands to surrender: "Hey, this is a civilian training base. Who are you? Marines? CIA?"
However, the parent-teacher meeting members just glanced at him and walked around him.
They came to Qingchen, and Xiao Wu hung his automatic rifle on his chest and smiled: "Parent, we are here."
Qingchen was a little helpless: "I said not to be so arrogant. Go to the mountains to make secrets, and maybe guests will come."
"I understand, we brought white Geely suits and twelve snipers," Xiaowu said: "If someone dares to disturb you again this time, there will definitely be no good results."
Alice and Sorrel stared blankly as they disappeared into the mountains and fields in white gay clothes. At the same time, their phones had no signal.
Qingchen said seriously: "I'm very sorry, but the next training is very important to me. Please be more serious. If there is a chance in the future, I will explain to you everything that is happening now."
Sorrel nodded numbly.
It's dawn.
With the roar, two helicopters flew into the sky and slowly came to the most suitable parachute area.
Sorrel looked at Qingchen with his headset: "No, the wind is too strong today, you will die!"
Qingchen looked at him with a smile: "Do you know, I saw Sherpas on Mount Everest, and I also asked them why they didn't wait for the Black Storm to come over and then reach the top. They said that everything is the arrangement of fate."
As he said that, he checked his flying squirrel again: "It's ready!"
Qingchen had no choice. He knew very well what he was doing and what failure and success meant.
Sorrel murmured, "Madman, this is... the beginning!"
Qingchen took a deep breath, and he jumped from the helicopter and tried his best to stretch his body in the air, supporting the flying squirrel to the maximum.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He felt the surging air flow in the air, and his whole body flew into the distance like an arrow. Sorrel wore a camera helmet and jumped down.
Sorrel wants to record Qingchen's flight process, and then return to the training base to analyze Qingchen little by little and review it.
This is the meaning of his salary at a sky-high price.
Qingchen felt the wind flowing, and his adrenaline began to be secreted due to a huge sense of crisis, and he entered a state of extreme excitement.
Sorrel looked at the altimeter with some confusion. The altitude had dropped to 1400 and the speed had reached a terrifying level of 240 per hour.
Qing Chen, a beginner, did not have the intention to stop. Instead, he slightly closed his flying squirrel to reduce his wind resistance. He actually wanted to increase his speed again... to a speed of more than 280 kilometers per hour!
But at this moment, when they crossed the mountain stream, a sudden rush of restless air swept from east to west. The wind came too fast and too fast. Qingchen was rolled into a top in just a moment in the air. Even Sorrel had to rely on years of experience to barely stabilize his body.
Sorrel looked at Qingchen's out of control and was shocked, it was over!
At this time, their altitude had dropped to 600 meters. You should know that below them is the foot of the Alps, which is 400 meters above sea level.
In other words, there is only 200 meters of space left for Qingchen to buffer!
Sorrel shouted in the communication channel: "Don't panic, don't be anxious. Now listen to me, you should spread your wings as much as possible, and then open your umbrella bag when your chest and abdomen are facing the ground! Don't panic!"
The next moment, Qingchen's stable and calm voice came from the communication channel: "Yes, OK."
Sorrel was stunned for a moment, there was no panic in the other party's voice, as stable as walking on the plain, without even a trace of trembling.
Is this a student really a normal person?
In an instant, when Qingchen was facing the ground with his chest and abdomen facing the ground and his back faced the sky, Qingchen reached behind his right hand, accurately found his control belt, and pulled it hard!
The latch in the umbrella bag was pulled off, and the resistance umbrella was controlled to pull out the umbrella suit cover.
A huge parachute was stretched out in the sky, and Sorrel also opened the umbrella bag, and the two of them landed quickly.
Because the speed was too fast, the buffer distance was too small, and the air turbulence was too strong, Qingchen was blown to one side of the mountain wall by the turbulence and hit him hard.
Qingchen's resistance umbrella was affected by the mountain wall and entangled together, and Qingchen also stumbled and rolled downwards.
Sorrel exclaimed: "Be careful!"
With a swish, the paraglider was cut by something and completely separated from Qingchen.
It was not until this moment that Qingchen grabbed a corner of the mountain wall and hung it on it.
Sorrel was stunned. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago!
After landing on the ground, he looked up and saw Qing Chen climbing up the steep mountain wall with his bare hands, picking up the cut resistance umbrella, and then climbing down again.
At this time, I still have the mood to collect garbage...
Sorrel looked at Qingchen, covered in wounds, and was a little furious: "This is the price of you starting to fly wingsuits without training."
Qingchen smiled and said, "It's okay, that's wherever you go."
"Hmm?" Sorrel was stunned.
The helicopter flew over the heads of the two, put down the rope ladder and picked them up again.
Sitting in the helicopter, Sorrel's mood had not calmed down, but Qingchen calmly opened a new umbrella bag and started folding it!
Qingchen looked at him: "Hurry up and fold the umbrella bag."
"What does it mean?" Sorrel asked in surprise.
"I'm going to jump again before lunch time," Qingchen said calmly.
Sorrel: "?"
Why is this so lightly said? Just now, you almost died in the Alps, and you now say you want to jump again and then rush back to have lunch?!
It's like the person who almost died just now is not you!