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Skydiving seems simple, but not everyone can jump. Even paratroopers who have received strict training may break their legs due to incorrect landing posture.

When Ye Han was undergoing parachute training, the instructor said something that still remains fresh in his memory: one leg can withstand an impact of up to 200 kilograms when it lands, but both legs can withstand an impact of one thousand kilometers, so anyone who lands on the ground can withstand an impact of 1,000 kilometers.

In front of the plane, you must master the correct landing posture, otherwise you are strictly prohibited from getting on the plane!

For paratroopers, being able to master the correct landing posture is not only related to whether they can conduct real skydiving training, but also related to personal safety. The accident of breaking a leg while skydiving is never an exception.

Thanks to the instructor's rigorous training, Ye Han's body still retains a profound muscle memory, and his landing posture can be used as a demonstration for paratroopers.

However, his position was too high and his speed was too fast. The rooftop under his feet quickly retreated, and the darkness outside the northern edge of the rooftop quickly expanded, and he was about to slide out of the rooftop.

In desperation, Ye Han couldn't care less and used all his strength to pull down the brake rope, but the parafoil stubbornly slid towards the edge of the rooftop.

The situation was about to get out of control, so Ye Han suddenly released the brake rope and controlled the parafoil to make another sharp turn.

The parafoil flying against the wind suddenly turned left, and the night wind filled the parafoil wings. Ye Han was thrown out by the parafoil again, and his body left the rooftop in an almost semicircular arc, and finally turned back to the top of the rooftop.

The turn successfully extended the landing distance, and Ye Han, who narrowly escaped from the rooftop, finally flew back to the top of the rooftop.

But the parafoil must be operated carefully, and it cannot withstand continuous high-intensity tossing. Ye Han's control was too rough, which has affected the stability of the parafoil.

Moreover, turning at a large angle inevitably faces the wind. The cross wind from the northwest fills the bottom of the umbrella, not only blowing the parafoil to the south side of the rooftop, but also blowing down the wingtips on the windward side. The lift provided by the parafoil suddenly drops, and the blades

The culvert suddenly fell to the rooftop like a stone.

Ye Han was busy but not in a hurry. He shook his arms and loosened the equipment bag on his chest. The heavy backpack broke away instantly and fell to the rooftop from a height of more than six meters. It hit the rooftop with a muffled thud.

Although the weight of more than 20 kilograms was lost, the loss of control of the parafoil was inevitable. The out-of-control parafoil floated directly towards the neon sign that was as high as two people. In a few seconds, Ye Han and the parafoil would hang on the neon sign together.

superior.

At the critical moment, Ye Han decisively pressed the engineering plastic buckle of the seat belt. With a soft snap, Ye Han instantly detached from the seat and fell to the rooftop from a height of more than four meters.

Ye Han instinctively bent his waist and knees slightly, relaxed his toes and hung downwards. The moment he landed, all joints bent at the same time to maximize the impact. At the same time, Ye Han jumped forward and rolled forward neatly to remove the remaining impact.

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The shock caused Ye Han's feet to feel numb, and the night vision device also fell off the helmet. When he picked it up, he found that it had been completely broken and could no longer be used.

He grinned and stood up, despairingly seeing that the parafoil was already hanging on the neon light.

Gritting his teeth and turning his ankle, he barely regained his mobility, and immediately limped to his backpack, took out the submachine gun from the bag as quickly as possible, quickly pulled the charging handle, loaded the gun and immediately pulled the trigger, but did not listen.

to the sound of the hammer releasing.

The hairs all over Ye Han's body stood up. He checked the insurance carefully and tried again without believing it, but there was still no sound.

Ruined!

Firearms must undergo strict reliability tests, but the height of the drop test must not reach six meters. The submachine gun must have been broken when it fell to the ground!

With the last glimmer of hope, he stuck the magazine on the gun, cocked the bolt and pulled the trigger.

There was dead silence on the rooftop. There was no movement from the submachine guns, not even the impact of the machine guns.

The parafoil hanging on the neon light will expose him soon... No, maybe it has been exposed now. The submachine gun is his biggest support, but the submachine gun malfunctioned at this time. It is simply a disaster!

Ye Han gave up completely and threw away the submachine gun angrily. He quickly pulled out the pistol, loaded the magazine and fired. With a soft sound, the bullet hit the ground several meters away.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, okay, okay, at least he still had a pistol.

Then I pulled out the large-caliber semi-automatic, and heard a clear impact when firing the gun.

Ye Han took another breath,

If all the guns were broken, he wouldn't be able to perform any tasks and could just jump off the rooftop.

After throwing all the submachine gun magazines into his backpack and carrying other equipment with him, Ye Han took a few steps to the south side of the rooftop, found a corner where the light could not reach, and looked out at the street downstairs.

At least dozens of enemies are running wildly on the streets, and their target is this ten-story hotel.

"Fuck!" Ye Han punched the ground, turned around and ran towards the stairwell. As he ran, he pressed the send button on the individual radio: "Wolf's den, wolf's den, lone wolf calls, please answer if you hear it!"

"Langden received it, please tell me!"

"I'm exposed!"

There was a moment of silence on the radio: "Get out immediately."

"The paramotor was broken and the submachine gun was also broken. We cannot evacuate."

"What do you want?"

Ye Han rushed to the side of the stairwell and leaned against the wall. He stopped and listened. He didn't hear any footsteps on the stairs. He breathed a sigh of relief. He held the silent pistol and tiptoed up the stairs.

Quickly going down to the top floor, Ye Han saw a red number 16 on the door leading to the corridor in the stairwell. He leaned over the door and took a look, and was stunned.

The unusually spacious corridor outside the door is quiet and empty, and the crystal lights on the ceiling are shining brightly; there is something stuck on the wall, which looks magnificent and magnificent; the spotless floor is full of light, and flies can stand on it.

They could break their legs.

Because of the angle, he couldn't see the main doors of the rooms on both sides, but the doors for such a gorgeous corridor were certainly not much different.

Ye Han had never been to a high-end hotel, let alone experienced the life of a wealthy person. Seeing all this, he felt as if he had lived half his life in vain.

But he couldn't understand even more. This place had been occupied for more than a week. All the residents who could leave the occupied area had long since left. Those who couldn't leave tried their best to stay at home and not go out. What on earth did those violent maniacs do?

Protect this corridor so brightly?

The top floor is so quiet. It seems that the news has not reached the top floor, or the target is not on the top floor at all, but no matter what, Ye Han plans to go to the top floor to look for it.

Although the military has not stopped the water and electricity supply in the occupied areas, it has already shut down the communication base stations in the occupied areas in order to delay the communication of gang organizations, leaving the occupied areas in a dilemma where communication basically relies on roaring.

Even if the target cannot be found, hiding in the guest room is safer than staying on the stairs.

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