In the night sky, the interior of the Skylark III helicopter whose engine was hit is now a mess.
On the dashboard of the cab, several red warning lights beeped wildly, and the machine body shook slightly.
"What happened?" The timid "Professor" Morris was the first to turn pale. He noticed something was wrong and asked with a pair of frightened little eyes.
Qin Fei stood up and walked to the cockpit, stretched his head and asked the two pilots: "Can the helicopter still be stable? Where was it hit?"
He could almost conclude that the two crisp sounds he heard just now were the metal collision sounds made when the aircraft was hit by bullets, and the hits must have been in vital parts, otherwise the aircraft would not have such an obvious reaction immediately.
There are really not many people who can hit an airplane with a gun on the ground and cause direct damage. Qin Fei concluded that the other party must be a highly trained and amazing sniper, and he must be using a large-caliber sniper rifle, otherwise
It won't have this effect at all.
"The oil pressure of the engine is decreasing..." A stream of cold sweat appeared on the driver's forehead, "The power is decreasing..."
"What's the meaning?"
"Someone hit the oil pipe of our aircraft engine, and the oil pressure dropped, causing a loss of power..." the co-pilot immediately added.
"Are we going to make an emergency landing..."
"That's right... the best situation is to make an emergency landing nearby. We can't fly far, and the oil will leak out quickly. If we are unlucky, it will cause a fire due to the high temperature of the engine. We just closed the main oil line, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.
It’s so big, it’s probably more than just the oil line that was damaged…”
As soon as the co-pilot finished speaking, Qin Fei heard a dull explosion.
The plane suddenly turned into a headless fly with its head ripped off. Flames began to appear near the bullet holes caused by the engine, and thick black smoke oozed out.
"What are you afraid of?" Qin Fei grabbed the fastening buckle on the roof of the cabin, feeling that thousands of horses had stepped on him.
"Be careful, we are going to crash! Be prepared for a collision!" the pilot immediately issued a warning, his voice trembling.
The situation looks serious!
The Skylark III began to circle at high speed in the air like a drunkard. After all, Morris had no military training and had no idea what the phrase "be prepared for a collision" meant.
When an ordinary helicopter encounters an attack, the pilot will not say this unless he is sure that it will crash.
Of course, even if it is smashed into pieces, the pilot still says this, asking the crew to "prepare for impact." This does not mean that everything will be fine if you are prepared, just like you are bitten by a black mamba in the deserted wilderness.
Now, asking you to find a cooler shade to lie down in is not to save you, but to make your death less ugly.
Bang——
There was another explosion, and the fire suddenly enveloped half of the fuselage.
The safety catch of the cabin door was opened in an instant, and it slid to the side. The right side door of the cabin suddenly opened wide. From high in the sky, fierce wind poured into the cabin, making people's faces numb.
The altimeter on the cockpit began to drop rapidly. The original height was 800 meters. It was still falling slowly after being shot. It took more than ten seconds to drop to a height of more than 30 meters. But now it is dropping at least ten meters every second!
When Qin Fei received paratrooper parachute training in Unit 0, he used an ordinary paratrooper-type parachute gear. After reloading, it reached 110 kilograms. The maximum descent speed under standard atmospheric pressure was less than 6 meters per second, and 10 meters per second.
It is obviously beyond the human body's ability to withstand it, and injuries are bound to occur.
The most terrible thing is that the speed of descent seems to be increasing rapidly. If it reaches the speed of free fall...
Then no one on the plane can survive.
The Skylark III helicopter's fuselage suddenly tilted at a large angle, Morris screamed, and he was thrown out.
"ah--"
Although this guy was clumsy, he was very lucky. When Qin Fei saw him sliding out towards the open hatch, he was so scared that his hair stood straight.
Thrown from a height of several hundred meters, Morris will definitely turn into a puddle of meat!
Unexpectedly, the moment he was thrown out of the plane, this guy actually reached out and grabbed a fixed handle on the side of the cabin door. He grabbed it tightly and hung his whole body outside.
"Help! Help! I don't want to die! Help me, help me! I promise anything!"
He started shouting like crazy, losing his mind, but he didn't know that no one could hear him clearly during this high-speed fall.
Qin Fei pulled a safety rope that was used to fix the cabin, tied it around his waist, then held onto the bulkhead and approached Morris, grabbing his hands.
"Grass mud horse! You bastard, why are you so heavy!"
Morris is a computer genius, but he is also a standard otaku. Being fat is a distinctive feature of otakus. Morris is no exception. He weighs two hundred pounds. Although he has been having a hard time in the jungle recently, he cannot sleep well or eat well.
, lost more than ten pounds, but it was not easy to drag him back to the cabin at high speed.
Qin Fei put his right foot firmly on the cabin wall, gritted his teeth and tried his best to pull the pig back.
Morris, who returned to the cabin, threw himself into Qin Fei's arms and hugged him tightly with both hands. His sense of survival made him hug Qin Fei's life-saving straw without even thinking about it, just like a drowning person dying.
In a panic, if you suddenly grab the rescuer's body, you will subconsciously hold on to it and not let go.
Qin Fei was hugged by this guy and couldn't breathe. Morris had been locked up in the jungle for nearly a week. He was stinking. In addition, he peed his pants again just now. There was a filthy smell in his mouth. He had to brush his teeth for several days.
, more like a septic tank.
This guy stuck into Qin Fei's arms like a girl, screaming and thrusting with his big mouth, almost making Qin Fei faint.
If it weren't for the fact that this guy was the only key to unlocking Achilles' heel, Qin Fei would really kick this bastard off the plane and let him die wherever he deserves!
Pulling a safety rope and helping Morris' waist, Qin Fei slapped Morris on the face, knocking the latter unconscious.
"Hold the fixed handle of the cabin and don't hold me!"
"I'm afraid..."
"Afraid of your mother/puss! Believe it or not, I will kick you off the plane!?"
"Don't believe it! You need me!"
"Fuck me!"
There is nothing Qin Fei can do against this smart guy who is afraid of death. Of course, at the critical moment, who cares about face, life is more important!
"There are still four hundred meters!" The pilot's roar suddenly came from the cockpit.
Four hundred meters!
Qin Fei knew that he had to be prepared.
"Get up!" Qin Fei struggled to get up from the floor and pushed Morris against the cabin wall: "Listen, put your back close to the cabin wall, stick tight, and grab the fixed grip.
Hold on, bend your feet slightly, and make final preparations. If you fall at this speed, you won't die if you are prepared!"
"No, no, no! Don't leave me! I'm afraid of death!" Morris cried like a little girl again.
Qin Fei suddenly pulled out his Glock pistol and put it on Morris's forehead: "Don't think that I don't dare to kill you. I want to use you, but if I lose my life to save you, I will kill you without hesitation. You! Let me go immediately!"
Morris felt the murderous aura in Qin Fei's eyes, and immediately let go. He obediently grabbed the fixed gauntlet and held it against the wall. He followed Qin Fei's requirements meticulously.
"Damn it, I just can't talk properly!"
Qin Fei put away his gun, found a corner of the cabin, and stood against the cabin wall.
"How many more meters!?"
"two hundred……"
"Find a piece of cloth and bite it in your mouth!" Qin Fei yelled at Morris opposite.
Biting cloth?
Although Morris didn't know what the use was, Qin Fei's words were absolutely correct, and he knew this very well.
In desperation, he tore open the collar of his shirt and stuffed it into his mouth.
Qin Fei also held his camouflage scarf between his teeth.
The pilot continued to report altitude values.
"one hundred……"
"Fifty……"
"Crash!"
The pilot kept reporting the numbers, and the lower he reported, the lower he reported. Although he tried his best to stay calm, Qin Fei still heard the trembling in his heart.
Few people can truly remain completely calm in the face of death.
Boom——
boom--
Qin Fei felt a huge momentum coming from his feet. He was shaken so much that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were moved from place to place, and a wisp of mucus flew out of his nose instantly.
Fortunately, he had a ball of camouflage scarf caught between his teeth, otherwise his teeth might have been knocked out.
The Skylark III helicopter crashed heavily in a forest, breaking many branches. A straight branch penetrated directly into the cabin, passed by Qin Fei and Morris, and penetrated the cabin at the other end. The glass on the door skewered the plane like a skewer.
The propeller hit the ground with a loud bang, and broken blades flew everywhere.
Qin Fei was shocked and helpless. This was something he could not avoid at all. Now he could only leave everything to God.
Countless tree shavings and soil shavings popped into the cabin and penetrated through the nostrils, making people choke and cough.
The whole plane finally stopped after the loud noise.
Qin Fei collapsed in a corner of the cabin and was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
He opened his mouth and spit it out.
Morris on the opposite side was knocked unconscious and lay motionless on the ground.
Qin Fei raised his hand with difficulty and looked at his watch. The time was 1:10 in the morning.
The plane crashed, and in this primeval Amazon jungle, he took out the communication headset he took from Angril and put it on, but there was no sound.
Obviously, the other party already knew that he was eavesdropping on his own channel and switched the backup channel.
It seemed that the sniper plane operation team would catch up soon, and he had to contact Michelle and Lao Yu immediately to let them know what trouble they had encountered here.
He touched his pocket and found that his satellite phone was still there, which made his heart in his throat return to his abdomen.
With communication, things will be easier to handle.
He quickly took out his phone and started dialing Lao Yu's number.
However, I heard nothing on the phone... (To be continued)