If the transport plane was on the ground, Chen Shanhe could try it.
Anyway, I can't drive away, so it won't affect anything.
Now the transport plane is in the air. If he can't overcome his psychological barriers, the plane will be destroyed and everyone on board will die.
He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of implicating the soldiers on the plane.
There is no room for trial and error in flying a plane.
Skydiving is not as easy as you think.
The distance was too high, so the recruits didn't dare to jump. Without a map, they didn't know where they would land.
The distance was too low and the parachute couldn't open at all.
This is also the biggest reason why Yang Qi has been circling but unable to descend.
Another reason is the wind.
Hanging on the rope ladder, Yang Qi was like a leaf in the air, swinging wildly with the rope ladder.
Most people hanging on a rope ladder would have been shaken down long ago. This is a huge test of physical strength and endurance.
Fortunately, Yang Qi is a pilot, and they are much more powerful than normal people in the air.
Jiang Shiyue suddenly grabbed Chen Shanhe's hand and looked at him seriously, "Chen Shanhe, I believe in you! Your master believes in you too!"
Chen Shanhe's pupils suddenly shrank, his thin lips tightened, and he looked at Jiang Shiyue.
Jiang Shiyue's eyes were firm and his expression was encouraging.
Chen Shanhe nodded slowly and said hesitantly: "Even if I can. If they can't get down, it will be difficult for me to get up."
Jiang Shiyue was stunned at first, then looked up at Yang Qi who was hanging in the air.
Yang Qi probably couldn't hold on any longer, so he gave up communicating with the ground and was slowly crawling towards the cabin.
Yes! If the people on the plane can’t get off, how can the people on the ground get on?
And the time left for them is getting shorter and shorter, so every second is precious.
Chen Shanhe and Jiang Shiyue exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Connect the rope ladder."
Chen Shanhe waved her red skirt and red scarf to signal the plane to change direction and let Yang Qi, who had the best flying skills, fly as low as possible.
Jiang Shiyue rushed to the foot of the mountain and called on the women to take down all the sheets and quilt covers in the sleeper car and tie them together.
The advantage of strength in numbers is brought to its fullest at this moment.
One group of people is responsible for removing the sheets, while the other group is responsible for tying the sheets together into a firm knot.
Jiang Shiyue stood on a high ground and shouted for help: "Is there any comrade who is particularly strong? Can he throw something very heavy far away?"
Several people stood up from among the tourists and nearby refugees.
"I wield a sledgehammer."
"I'm just an ordinary farmer, but I'm naturally stronger than others."
"I chop wood every day, so I'm used to holding an axe. My right arm is stronger."
“…”
Everyone revealed their occupations and specialties.
Jiang Shiyue noticed that a young man in his thirties stood up silently without saying anything.
But Jiang Shiyue remembered that he was there when Chen Shanhe was gathering people just now.
At that time he said he was an active-duty soldier.
Jiang Shiyue first pointed to the bed sheet ropes that everyone had just connected, then pointed to a rope ladder floating on the plane that was swaying and circling in the air, and told the "strongmen", "This plane is running low on fuel and needs to make an emergency landing. My husband needs a rope ladder to climb onto the plane. He is an extremely good pilot and wants to do his best to save the plane..."
When they heard that human lives were at stake, these "strongmen" rushed to the top of the mountain, swung their arms with the help of the wind, and threw the newly connected bed sheet rope ladder into the air.
Due to its length, the rope ladder made of bed sheets was heavier than expected. Several strong men failed, and the height it was thrown to was still a long distance from the rope ladder on the plane.
Jiang Shiyue acted decisively and took people to dismantle the rope ladder, leaving only a bed sheet rope.
The effect of this was immediate, and the strongmen threw the balls significantly higher and farther.
However, the rope ladder on the plane was not stationary and there was wind, so it was impossible to aim accurately.
Even if someone reaches the required height, they still cannot hang onto the rope ladder accurately.
After a few rounds, more and more strongmen were exhausted and no longer had enough strength to throw the bed sheets and ropes.
Chen Shanhe tried it several times himself. He was strong enough, but the rope made from the twisted sheets would always rub against the rope ladder.
At this time, a man came down from the plane, hung on the end of the rope ladder, and risked his life to grab the bed sheet rope thrown up by the strongmen.
However, I failed again and again.
The plane's fuel was getting lower and lower.
Yang Qi was becoming more and more anxious. If he continued to waste time, the remaining fuel would not be enough to support the plane to fly to the seaside.
Not only would the officers and soldiers on the plane die, but the passengers below would also be implicated.
He signaled to Chen Shanhe that he was giving up.
Chen Shanhe was silent.
At this moment, a young man suddenly stood up and said, "Let me give it a try?"
Jiang Shiyue glanced sideways and saw the young man who had not introduced himself.
Jiang Shiyue noticed him. He was different from others. Others would fail many times but still keep throwing.
After the young man failed for the first time, he stood aside with a frown, just observing without taking any action, and occasionally he would tap the ground with his toes to scratch something.
Chen Shanhe, who was about to try it one last time, handed the bed sheet in his hand to the young man without hesitation.
The young man held the bottom of the big knot with his right hand and closed his eyes.
Seeing that he was slow to move, the others urged him on.
"Brother, hurry up! We're running out of time."
"That's right! Can you do it? If not, try the next one."
"That's right! The people on the plane are still waiting for help! You..."
Chen Shanhe made a silencing gesture, signaling everyone to shut up.
Jiang Shiyue didn't say anything.
In novels or TV dramas, young people like these either have mental problems or really have some special abilities.
She expected the latter.
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