"God is kidding us, right?" Crosshair said, "How about we take a detour?"
He pointed to the other end. Along the steep slope, you can go all the way down, but you don't know where it leads.
"We have no choice." Qin Fei shook his head: "If we run in both directions, the rebels will catch up soon. You saw just now that we can't withstand their outflanking tactics. If there is a head-on contact, let alone
Can you withstand it? Even if you want to, there are not enough bullets."
"I would rather jump off a cliff and take a gamble than be surrounded by them and then be beaten to death like a dog!" Old Yu listened to the approaching gunshots with a very determined expression on his face.
Veterans like him used to carry glory bombs on their chests to conduct reconnaissance behind enemy lines. If they encountered an emergency and couldn't escape, the scouts would choose to use up all their bullets and then fire the glory bombs to die with the enemy. They would rather die than go there.
Being a prisoner is a consistent tradition of PLA scouts.
"What do you think?" Qin Fei looked at the crosshair, "Do you dare to jump?"
"What about you?" Crosshair asked, licking his lips.
Qin Fei spread his hands: "Of course I will jump, Lao Yu and I received the same training."
Crosshair rolled his eyes and smiled uglier than crying: "What else can I do? You all jump, I don't want to stay and be caught by them. The rebels are all beasts, and life in their hands would be worse than death. If
In that case, I would rather choose to die in battle."
"Since you dare to die in battle, it's better to gamble on your luck." Qin Fei said: "I think this slope is steep, but you may not die if you slide down."
After stopping for a moment, Qin Fei grinned: "It just takes a little courage."
"Fake..." Crosshair said helplessly: "I'm dealing with you two lunatics on this mission. It's really exciting!"
"Okay! Let's dance!"
Lao Yu stretched out his hand, Qin Fei and Zixing took their hands, and the three of them gave each other a shake, which was considered to encourage each other.
When they reached the edge, the three of them looked down at the long steep slope at their feet. They couldn't help but feel a little guilty. This was not a slide in a motorized amusement park. As long as they didn't make a mistake...
If you are not careful at all, you may end up dead or crippled.
"Later, try to glide in a 'Z' shape, which will reduce our risk factor." The old fish said in a very experienced tone, as if he had done this before.
"Have you tried it?" Zixing seemed to see the fire of hope and asked quickly: "Yu, have you tried this before on the battlefield?"
He felt that since the old fish could do this and was still jumping around now, it must have been a success.
Xixing hopes to get a definite answer from Lao Yu.
"No." Old Yu shook his head without thinking.
Half of the joy on the crosshair's face suddenly disappeared, but he still felt lucky: "Then how do you know that sliding in a Z-shape can reduce the risk factor? Have you received this kind of training?"
"No." Old Yu was indeed an upright person, and he answered very simply and neatly: "I have never eaten pork and I have seen pigs run away. That's what I guessed."
A million grass-mud horses galloped past the center of the sight, and the last trace of hope on the face was cruelly extinguished by a basin of cold water in the pocket. The face that was not too dark at first suddenly became darker than the bottom of the pot.
"Can you stop joking at this time?"
In fact, no one is killed. They all know that after jumping down, gravity will have the final say.
Of course, luck also has the final say.
"I'll jump first!" As the oldest scout, Lao Yu must of course lead by example.
As soon as he finished speaking, he really jumped.
The two of them watched the old fish sliding faster and faster on the steep slope, and soon knocked down many shrubs and saplings like a bullet, and passed through various gaps in the trees like a marble shot out of a rubber band.
It disappeared from sight with a puff of rolled up loess dust.
"It's my turn." Qin Fei smiled at the crosshair and said, "Let's meet at the bottom of the mountain."
Then, the crosshair watched Qin Fei jump, then fall headlong, sliding on the steep slope with his back facing the sky, quickly disappearing from his sight like an old fish, leaving only the billowing yellow dust.
He remembered what Qin Fei said to him just now, "We'll see you at the bottom of the mountain", and couldn't help but muttered: "Fake!"
Those words didn't sound like gambling on one's life, but rather like walking into an elevator full of people in a skyscraper office, turning around with a hat on his face and saying to those who couldn't come up, while saying very gentlemanly: "We'll see you downstairs."
"Death is death!"
Crosshair closed his eyes and jumped up, then put his legs together and leaned on his back to slide down the mountain.
…
Qin Fei felt as if he was sitting on a roller coaster that was sliding downwards. Various shrubs and trees rushed towards him, and were quickly left behind.
The speed seemed to be beyond his imagination. If there was something to cushion it, he had no doubt that he would fly up like a human-headed cannonball and then fall directly to the bottom of the mountain.
He kept pushing his heels on the ground in an attempt to slow down his gliding speed. Soon, he heard a series of curses behind him. When he looked back, he saw the crosshairs cursing in the air, and then like a bullet.
He surpassed himself in the same "whoosh" and flew over!
"Kick the ground with your feet! Your speed is too fast!" Qin Fei wanted to remind the crosshair, but before he could finish his words, the crosshair disappeared from sight.
Thanks to the "braking" effect of Qin Fei's heels, his speed really slowed down, but soon he found that he was really unlucky. In order to increase the friction, Qin Fei spread his legs, which allowed him to
Reduce speed yourself faster.
However, now he suddenly discovered that there was a tree as thick as a bowl more than ten meters in front of him. According to the current situation, he was bound to get on it and hit a vital part of his crotch hard.
For the sake of the happiness of his "lower body", Qin Fei suddenly closed his legs. As a result, his speed immediately increased again. When he tripped on a stone on the ground, he turned over and then lost control completely and headed down the mountain.
Go ahead.
"Fuck-"
He shouted, and in the midst of his shout, he overtook the crosshair, and disappeared from the sight of the half-breed with a look of astonishment on the crosshair's face.
Finally, Qin Fei finally saw the valley at the bottom of the mountain, but an even more horrifying picture appeared - although the terrain in the last section of the steep slope was stable, there were no trees, shrubs, or even stones, because it was all sand.
, a thin layer of sand.
The terrain at the very end tilted up, forming a "U"-shaped landform, and at the end of this U-shape was a cliff and abyss of more than ten meters. You can see that the bottom is full of gravel, and there is an unbroken path.
How much water is in the creek.
If he fell into a pile of rocks more than ten meters below, Qin Fei believed that even if he didn't blow his head off, he would end up with broken hands and feet.
However, the thin layer of sand spread on the hard mud floor reduced friction. Qin Fei couldn't control himself at all. He waved his hands desperately, trying to catch something.
Just now he thought that too many trees and shrubs on the steep slope increased the danger, but now he couldn't find any grass to grab at.