"Ah? BT, are you kidding?" Jack Cooper gestured the distance between himself and the opposite platform and said in a shocked tone.

Major Anderson, on the other hand, smiled and seemed to be very interested in this adventurous approach.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Jack Cooper confirmed again.

BT answered him bluntly: "This plan has a 68% chance of success."

"...68%? Then...then...then what is the remaining 32%?"

BT had already made a throwing posture on the spot, and while motioning Jack Cooper to come over, he replied seriously.

"There's a 32% chance of a failed throw and being unable to leap. This could result in a severe concussion and comminuted fractures throughout the body. But by comparison, the chance of death from chemical fumes after falling to the bottom is much greater!"

Jack Cooper was speechless after hearing this. Major Anderson, who was standing next to him, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Cooper, sometimes... betting your life is also a kind of spirit! What's more, we Pilots are pioneers who move forward bravely! Since there is no road, we will create a road ourselves!" As he said that, he walked towards BT without hesitation.

Seeing this, Jack Cooper let out a deep breath and immediately followed.

"Hey! Damn it! Just treat it as a gamble!"

Then, he was held in BT's hand.

"Wind force: 3 knots. Wind direction: 274. Distance: 95 meters. Total weight of thrown object: 89 kilograms."

BT kept calculating parameters, seemingly searching for the best angle for the throw. This scene made Jack Cooper's heart tremble.

"BT, I leave my life in your hands!"

BT's cute electronic eyes suddenly turned around and looked at him, and then his mechanical arms instantly clenched into a small fist.

"Trust me! Pilot!"

Then, with a short run-up, Jack Cooper was thrown out like a shot put.