She then turned to Yang Qinglan and said, "Xiaoqing, you're lighter, I'll grab you then."

"No need, I can control gravity." After watching Zheng Qing's actions, Yang Qinglan put on her parachute herself.

Zheng Qing checked her over and confirmed that there was no problem.

"What I mean is, I'll grab you, and you'll be looking at my brother, Pigeon!" Li Qianxia used all her strength and went through countless hardships to finally swallow back 'my brother'.

“Hey! Brother,” Poison, who was already prepared, walked over and said to Li Changzhou, “the title has a bit of a razor blade feel to it.”

"Not bad," Li Changzhou laughed. "Can you check if I'm holding the parachute up correctly?"

Poison glanced at it twice, then reached out and tugged at it again: "No problem! First time skydiving?"

"Um."

"Don't worry, just watch me. I'll jump when I jump, and I'll open my parachute when I open it. It's actually very simple, just like in PUBG."

Press F key?

Press the F key!

"Understood." Li Changzhou nodded.

Poison turned his head, pointed at Li Changzhou with his thumb, and laughed as he said to his teammates, "I like this guy!"

“Poison,” Zheng Qing said.

Poison stood upright with its legs together, transforming into a javelin standing there.

Zheng Qing left him there and taught Li Changzhou and the others how to open the main and reserve parachutes, and what posture to maintain in the air.

The plane had descended to an altitude of 1,500 meters and began to slow down. The red taillights sounded, and the cargo hold slowly opened.

Standing at a height of 1,500 meters for the first time, and then having to jump, even Li Changzhou couldn't help but feel his heart beat slightly faster.

"Remember!" Zheng Qing shouted in the strong wind, "At our current altitude, once we've stabilized ourselves, we can open our parachutes! Yang Liu will land first and light up the signal on the ground. Everyone, try to get as close to her as possible, understand?"

"Understood!" the five soldiers replied in unison.

Li Changzhou and the other two nodded.

An alarm sounded, and red lights inside the cabin flashed incessantly.

"Jump!"

At Zheng Qing's command, everyone, including Storm (the military dog) carrying a parachute, leaped into the sky.

All I could hear was the whistling wind; the air resistance had never felt so strong and persistent.

It is now 6 PM in Xia Country. At this very moment, at 1 PM in Yemen, below Li Changzhou, people are waiting for him to enter.