Chapter 83 Section 83 Little Fly Plane

—Back it up and say we're on that little fly plane. We have jumped the round umbrella several times before, and I also got the umbrella emblem, which is indeed as excited as the old beautiful soldier in the movie. I can’t bear to take it off my chest, and I have to take a look in the mirror when I see it.Is it okay for the little soldiers to be vain after suffering so much?So please don't laugh at soldiers you see on the street wearing some kind of commemorative badge, even if it might be a commemorative badge for a field cooking competition.This kind of small vanity can satisfy them-if it is really a military medal of war, those soldiers who have witnessed the death of their brothers through the fire of war will definitely not wear it to ostentatiously, unless it is ordered to make a report. Dai—Actually, the little soldiers are really immature, what's the point of you laughing at them?Haven't you lived since you were 17 or 8?Why ask them with the eyes of an adult?Just because they're minions?But do you know how much these little soldiers have suffered?To be a soldier is to endure hardship and enjoy good fortune, but the division of labor within the army is different. The soldiers in the compound are also more miserable than me now. At least I don’t have to go to the door to stand in a military posture.Look at these little soldiers with the eyes of a younger brother. It is really not easy for them to leave their parents before they are fully grown up.Please understand the smile of their little unconfident vanity, don’t make them blush and want to find a toilet to take it off—it’s just a little vanity, please satisfy them, they are all children!You can't ask them to be so strict just because they are wearing military uniforms. After all, they are really children.There are times when children make mistakes, when their clothes are not neatly worn on purpose, when their hats are deliberately worn badly, and when they are rebellious in adolescence, they want to scold and fight—this kind of time, in fact, has nothing to do with the status of a soldier .I don't dare to say that there are no fucking soldiers who can't be picked up, but I believe that most of the soldiers are good, even those fucking soldiers, don't they also go to the battlefield when the war comes?Of course, deserters and traitors are not included in my description, because they are not worthy of the title of soldier, not even a man.

Hehe, it's getting far away again, and the chatterbox can't be stopped once it starts. —We went to heaven. Then we're ready to jump. The Dog Head High School team was naturally the first, and this grandson has a huge addiction to everything that I later learned is "extreme adventure sports" in society.Often after we finished the dance, we would dance against other units’ sorties and be willing to roll our eyes. If we didn’t let him jump, we would look helplessly at his pitiful appearance. In the end, the leaders of other squadrons couldn’t bear it anymore, just go ahead and dance.You can see that he is as happy as when he was playing eagle.In fact, this face is not given to everyone. The country is poor and the army is poor, so aviation gasoline should be cherished. There are only so many sorties, you can jump if you want?So I said that the Dog Head High School Team was the first object of feedback after I came into contact with the word "humanity" many years later. In addition to being too impressed with him, this grandson is definitely a typical analysis case of the multi-faceted human nature.

The Dog Head High School team stood at the cabin door with bright eyes, and then went out. He stretched his limbs in the air in an absolutely standard posture, and then he pulled the paracord with a bang, first a small bag with a rope came out, and then you saw the small bag burst open, it was definitely red and white from above The feeling of flowers blooming. And then there are others. I am the seventh motor, the sixth child, and the eighth, and there are two old birds behind me. I was really excited, because I also liked this kind of doggy sports very much. I just went out and stretched my limbs in the air.

The air lifts me up, lifts me up and puts me down. I just experience that feeling of freedom, it's so fucking comfortable! ——Absolutely I am the only one in the world, and the birds can't do it. Then I counted to the required number in my mind and pulled the paracord. The paracord pulled, and I didn't wait for it to happen. The rear main parachute did not open. I rely on!My mind was suddenly clouded, and I knew that there was a danger. Then I pulled it again and it still didn't open. I just fell free like a bomb towards the ground getting closer and closer.The difference is that things like bombs go down, and the shrapnel splashes and shakes the mountains. When I go down, blood and flesh splatter and the ground is quiet, as if nothing happened.

My goodness! I pulled it several times with no response. I just watched the ground get closer and closer. I don't know exactly how high it was, it was about 400 meters, and I don't know how long I was free falling in the air. But I did wake up and yank the cords of the backup. The backup umbrella didn't fail, and it collapsed, and I felt a little relieved. Now it won't be colorful, everywhere, and even a whole body is gone. ——but immediately I heard another crash, and I was startled as soon as I looked up. The main umbrella of Dog Day is open again! I just watched the two umbrellas, the main umbrella, the backup umbrella, the back and the chest, sandwiching my minced meat together like a sandwich biscuit.

Then the paracords of the two umbrellas stirred together in the air. I rely on! I just watched the white paracords get tangled together and they became more and more tightly entangled in the sky, his grandma's just grew together! Neither umbrella opened because they grew together. ——This is a dangerous situation that I have never seen in any textbooks! I guess there should be a new version of the textbook now. I just caught up, what explanation do you have for saying it's not life? The wind swished past my ears, and I fell so freely from a height of 800 meters. Have you seen it? ——I haven't seen it myself, because I am the person involved, and I don't know what kind of fuck I am from the ground.

I saw the two umbrellas growing together above my head. I was really a bird at the time, and my first reaction was to quickly pull down the umbrella—I didn’t think about what to do after pulling it down, and my first reaction was to quickly pull it down. I just tugged and tugged and hugged both umbrellas to my chest. Then I was ready to land. I don't remember how many meters from the ground, maybe 50 meters?or even lower. The question is, what kind of fuck is my grandma doing like this? ——We originally stipulated that the landing action is to bend the legs slightly so that there is a buffer.

But in this way, the waist is definitely broken at once. My judgment at the time was that if grandma's legs were gone, her upper body would not be disabled! Can't be completely disabled, right? ! With a heartbeat, I straightened my legs in the air. Grandma's!I don't want these legs anymore!But can I keep my upper body? ! Is this request too much for an 18-year-old soldier? ! Then I felt my feet really touch the ground.