Chapter 698

At this moment, the plane continues to climb. It has passed an altitude of seven kilometers and is about to enter the stratosphere. In this way, I immediately entered the altitude of 10000 meters without any protection or equipment. In a short period of more than ten minutes, I exceeded the height of Everest. Not to mention low temperature, strong airflow and just lack of oxygen, people will unconsciously lose consciousness and quickly fall down 10000 meters.

Low temperature will make people instantly fall into a state of suspended death, the metabolism and body resistance will be completely reduced by half, and the action ability will be completely lost. At that time, don't say that Xu Youbing still wants to move, but now his fingers clutching the spoiler have lost any consciousness.

Because if you can see it now, the surface of this hand has frozen, even integrated with the ice on the wing surface, completely wrapped by thick ice. In other words, brother Bing's right hand is now completely rigid, just because he still holds the spoiler tightly, which is entirely due to the instinctive reaction under forced memory. Even now, the five fingers of this hand are completely not controlled by brother Bing's brain, but completely rigid on the spoiler.

So brother Bing is unable to take off his backpack at the moment, because he wants to take off his backpack from his arm, he has to forcibly move his right hand. Now it seems that this is completely impossible.

But how could brother Bing, who was stubborn and never gave up, compromise to failure like this. At the moment, brother Bing grabbed the backpack with a resentful hand and tried his best to pull the backpack to his mouth. Suddenly, a huge wind blew to the mouth of the backpack, and brother Bing's head was biased aside by the backpack.

However, he bit the strong CANVAS BACKPACK. Brother Bing's left hand quickly untied the backpack belt. The military backpack belt is strong and long. It can be extended for a variety of purposes. It can even be used as a traction rope pulled by a car on the battlefield in wartime. Brother Bing untied a short section, quickly wrapped it around his arm, rolled it up along his arm, put his head over his shoulder, and quickly tied a knot with one hand. Brother Bing grabbed the backpack and took a hard breath. Then he continued to bite the backpack and open the backpack belt!

Little by little, Wang Zhijun's greetings came from time to time: "how's brother Bing? You must insist!"

"That's good, boy. I'll throw it away. You try to fix your backpack on the landing gear!" Brother Bing finally untied the backpack belt, and then tied the mouth of the backpack again. Then he grabbed the backpack with two * inside and threw it directly in front of the wing. This time, he tried his best, and even felt that his unconscious right hand couldn't help shaking, and even heard a small click.

Bang! Crackling

The backpack with two * finally lived up to expectations and was perfectly dropped from the front. But affected by the hurricane, it was like a stone tied to the head of a rope. It was blown left and right under the wing, hitting the landing gear and wing. Brother Bing couldn't see this at all. If he did, he would rather fall off the wing than throw the backpack with * down like this.

The reason why the heavy * was not blown away was that it was larger and heavier than the bullet, and was confined to the * fixed grid dedicated to the backpack. But such a dangerous guy can't stand such a collision. If he accidentally hits the excitation position at the bottom, I'm afraid it's not just that brother Bing's life is so serious. The consequence will be that the whole 747 moment will lift up a huge flame in the altitude of 10000 meters, and instantly turn into a brilliant fireworks bomb, thus magnificent the whole sky.

Wang Zhijun couldn't reach out and hooked his backpack, but the backpack wandering back and forth by the wind could not be easily caught by him. He was blown by the wind several times and was about to catch it, but it flew again in an instant.

"Paralyzed, can you not fly!" Wang Zhijun couldn't help scolding. The boy is really frozen at the moment. With his proud physical quality, he feels like he is going to be frozen in less than ten minutes on the landing gear.

With a bang, Wang Zhijun was severely hit by a heavy guy, and a big bag popped out of his head in an instant. Lying in the trough, he instinctively grabbed the object. Before Wang Zhijun scolded the grass mud horse, his heart jumped wildly. I NIMA turned out to be a backpack: "brother Bing, grab it and fix it. How are you? Can you find a way to get down!"

"Hoo!" Xu Youbing took a hard breath. He felt that the depression of his whole body was vomited out of his chest at the moment.

"Zhijun, you climb back, believe me, I want to jump down. Only if I let go and jump down, can I enter the landing gear!"

"Jump down? This! " Wang Zhijun's eyes were as big as a bell. A person jumped off the wing, or 10000 meters high, you think you can play 10000 meters bungee jumping. Besides, what you wear is only a backpack belt, which will be tightened accidentally. Even the backpack belt and hurricane can cut people in two in an instant.

At an altitude of 10000 meters, the temperature has reached minus 40 or 50 degrees, and the contraction and toughness of the body instinct have been reduced. In such an environment, jumping off the wing is almost no different from looking for death. Besides, there is still a huge landing gear below. In case of hitting the landing gear, what is the difference between jumping and not jumping!

But at this time, Wang Zhijun suddenly heard Xu Youbing shouting on the wing, and then a large piece of ice on the wing above his head slipped and pulled down, making him instinctively sneak into the narrow link channel to avoid. At this time, I suddenly saw a figure in a trance and jumped off the wing.

Whoosh

The sharp hurricane blew the straight backpack belt crashing, and the strong backpack belt was completely pulled into a thin line of more than ten meters. At the moment, this thin line is being dragged by the plane, just like dragging a kite, with a person at the tail.

Wang Zhijun was stunned. Fortunately, what he worried about didn't happen. Brother Bing didn't jump from the front of the wing, but behind the wing. In this way, he completely avoided being involved in the end of the engine and couldn't hit the landing gear. God bless him, he will not be torn apart by the thin backpack.

"God, that guy finally fell! You are murderers, you are executioners, my God! "

"I saw it, it fell, it fell, ah, God!"

"And the rope, don't talk nonsense. Everyone sit down and don't cause the plane to happen. God bless this guy. He's still tied with a rope. Let's pray for him. This is the limit of mankind. This is an absolute hero!"

"Yes, pray! Pray to the Almighty Lord to help a group of such heroes. He must not be satisfied with the deceptive nonsense of those stupid pigs in Sam's country, so he will sneak into the country and leave the country that cries for freedom! "

"Yes, pray for the hero!"

The passengers in the cabin couldn't help shouting. Such a shocking and completely incredible thing happened in front of them. Such a hero is like Superman - he is a warrior, an absolute warrior!