Whoosh!
All he could hear was the sound of the cold wind whistling. At this moment, Yang Yifan could not open his eyes, nor could he hear any movement. He only knew that the speed of falling was getting faster and faster.
If he didn't die in the hands of the Koreans and the Japanese, would he have fallen into meat paste and died without a complete corpse?
Although he was unwilling, he had no other choice.
Another five minutes passed.
Yang Yifan used all his strength to pull down the bulletproof helmet on his head to block the whistling cold wind. Then, he quickly opened his eyes.
What was that?
When he saw a hot air balloon below, a hint of joy flashed across Yang Yifan's eyes.
An opportunity!
However, the distance seemed to be a little off.
Closing his eyes, he squeezed out all the strength in his body. Suddenly, Yang Yifan twisted his waist. With a crack, his body suddenly turned around and turned around.
Then, without any hesitation, he curled up into a ball and counted the time silently in his heart, waiting for the moment to explode.
They were getting closer.
Success or failure depended on this.
I'm going all out!
Yang Yifan gritted his teeth and suddenly opened his curled up body. At the same time, his hands and feet flipped at the same time.
It moved!
He flipped around.
It was not enough.
The feeling of suffocation, coupled with the wind pressure from the rapid fall, made it very difficult for Yang Yifan to even move a finger. But now, he had to go all out. Otherwise, if he missed the opportunity, he could only wait for death.
"Move."
Whoosh!
At this critical moment, Yang Yifan flipped to the right again.
Thump.
When his body touched the top of the hot air balloon, Yang Yifan heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that his life was most likely saved.
Whoosh.
Although the hot air balloon was big enough and the material was tough enough, it obviously could not withstand the impact of Yang Yifan falling from the clouds. At this moment, he was no different from a cannonball that had reached a high speed.
Thump! Thump!
The hot air balloon suddenly split open. Yang Yifan felt it. His body hit the basket under the hot air balloon again. There seemed to be someone else. He only heard two faint screams and then there was no other movement.
Bang!
The basket of the passenger also cracked open, and Yang Yifan's entire body was tightly wrapped in the hot air balloon's tarp.
However, after being blocked, his speed of descent finally slowed down, and he could finally breathe.
However, he was not completely out of danger.
Struggling, he peeked through the gap. He was about to reach the ground.
There were no trees or lakes.
Was he still going to die?
However, at this point, he was really exhausted. He might as well close his eyes and leave it to fate.
However, he still felt a little regretful. He had thought that he could do many things with this plunder system. He even felt that one day, he could completely change the current situation in China.
But now?
However, he didn't regret it. He believed that any real Chinese man would not miss the opportunity to kill the Japanese and f * ck the Koreans. They wouldn't beg for mercy from the Japanese or kneel down to the Koreans just to survive.
Thump!
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his body touch something.
He landed.
No, something didn't seem right. Why was it a little soft?
Yang Yifan opened his eyes and immediately saw his body fly up again.
He was sent flying.
His eyes moved, and he saw that a fishing net had appeared below him. Below it were all kinds of large springs and military inflatable cushions.
Someone had saved him.
It shouldn't be the Koreans. Those guys would definitely want him to die as miserably as possible.
Whoosh!
When his body fell again, Yang Yifan saw a few figures in camouflage. Their faces were still smeared with oil paint, so he could not see their true faces.
However, Yang Yifan knew that they were all Chinese soldiers.
Thump!
This time, Yang Yifan was not bounced up. Instead, he was caught by someone.
"Target confirmed."
"He's still breathing."
"Let's go."
A familiar voice entered his ears, causing Yang Yifan's heart to heat up. He felt that all his previous efforts had not been in vain. His motherland had not forgotten him.
After persisting for so long, coupled with the constant fighting with the Koreans, the Japanese, and the Americans, Yang Yifan had also reached his limit. Once he relaxed, he fainted.
Carrying Yang Yifan, the group quickly disappeared from this place.
Less than a minute later, Korean assault helicopters appeared in the sky, and a large number of armored vehicles roared over from the ground.
However, when those cudgels saw the arrangements on the ground, they were all dumbfounded. Someone had actually gotten there first?
"Search."
"Yes."
"Inform the command center to seal off this area immediately. That guy has been rescued.”
"Yes."
When the news was sent back, the higher-ups of the Korean military almost vomited blood and died. Did this cooked duck really fly away right under their eyes?
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