"Di"
At the beginning of Zongfan's voice, they obviously heard the helicopter beep, and then their helicopter suddenly stopped in mid air, a second later, it continued to fly forward again.
"..." for a moment, you look at me and I look at you, and they all stare at each other in disbelief.
"Oh..." in the face of such an embarrassing situation, Hua Lin Zheng had a headache, stretched out her hand to cover her forehead and wailed. Do they want to be so lucky.
Even if this broken helicopter can't catch up with Hans ronz, it's not ready to send them back to the battlefield.
At the moment, Hua Linzheng wants to scold the owner of the helicopter. He doesn't have the money to refuel the helicopter. He doesn't know it will kill people.
"Look for a parachute." Gritting his teeth and enduring for a while, Hua Linzheng finally said such a sentence flatly.
For this helicopter, which has been plagued by many bad things, Hua Linzheng no longer hopes to find a parachute on such a poor helicopter.
The broken helicopter is poor. In fact, it is not poor. The white powder in the military backpack they put in the corner is worth more than seven figures of silver at least.
"Ling Qing, see if you can land down." Hua Linzheng is turning up and down in the cabin to find the figure of the parachute while following Ling Qingdao who is driving the helicopter.
The land under their feet is full of trees. There is no river near here. If the plane falls or they jump, they are likely to die.
"It's falling! But there's no place to drop it. There's not enough oil! You see if you can rope down, I can't control this broken machine, I'm going to fall! "
The helicopter stuck more and more frequently, and the warning never stopped.
Ling Qing also blames her carelessness. She is determined to catch up with Hans ronz's helicopter. She never glances at the fuel gauge at all. Now it's OK. She's out of fuel.
Ling Qing also wondered that the plane had to turn a few hands before it came to her. Why did Xiong Fei and Chi Su not notice that the helicopter was running out of fuel? She was still chasing it.
"Rope down? Ling Qing, are you kidding! The altitude is at least 1000 meters, and the broken landing rope is only 300 meters, which can support up to 400 meters. Let's rope down, you want to kill us
Chi Su's eyes widened as soon as Ling Qing asked them to come down. Don't make such a joke with her.
"Then you must think of a way! In a minute, we'll all crash and die! "
Ling Qing also raised the volume and yelled back at Chi su. Chi Su thought she wanted to fall. She just wanted to die.
"Found it! There's a parachute Ling Qing and Chi Su are still roaring at each other. Zong fan, who is writhing at the tail of the plane, pulls out an umbrella bag from a pile of debris and shouts at others.
"It seems that this machine is still a little human! Zongfan, throw it to us
Looking for the size of the parachute at the head of the cabin, Zongfan yelled at him when he saw Zongfan holding an umbrella bag in his hand.
Small cabin, scattered in every corner of the search for a few people, in the hands of Zongfan saw the umbrella bag, also moved in his direction, ready to start on the pile of debris.
In front of a high shelf at the end of the plane, Hua Lin Zheng was tossing in a pile of black bags high to the chest.
Hua Lin Zheng grabs a black bag in her hand, and the small box inside falls to the ground.
"I'll go! What the hell is that
When Hua Linzheng saw clearly what those small boxes were, she could no longer help roaring.
She found an umbrella bag, but she didn't find it. She found a big bag of Durex or something. What did she want.
This is a helicopter, not a hotel, OK? What's the point of this kind of thing? It's still a big bag!
Who will be so dissatisfied with this broken helicopter, you have to prepare a big bag of Durex to enjoy it.
"What?" When Chi Su was attracted by Hua Lin Zheng and looked at the pile of small boxes under her feet, she was speechless.
And, if that's too much.
Strawberry flavor, mint flavor, all kinds of sweet fruit flavor, and what particles, this will not be too complete.
In the exclamation of Hua Linzheng, they look at the boxes of men, Bai Mohan, Xiong Fei and Zongfan, who come out of the broken bags. After a twinkling look at each other, they resolutely turn their heads and choose to ignore them.
"Didn't you find the parachute? You'd better hurry down! "
Ling Qing is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot in the driver's seat. As a result, when she looks back, she sees that other people are standing still. She immediately growls.
"Find is found, but only three parachutes..." Zongfan looked at them rummaged through the three parachutes, a little sigh back to Lingqing.
It's true that he found three parachutes, but Zongfan began to doubt its safety when he looked at the three obviously old parachutes.
This helicopter is really not a good egg!
Even if there is such a unreliable thing as no oil, there is not even a decent parachute.
"Three?" Ling Qing stares, but she stares at the more and more out of order helicopter joystick.
"Three is three! One of us, you jump down quickly, and we're going to crash -- "
The last word of Ling Qing is just a long voice.
The fuselage was shaking more and more, and several people in the cabin began to shake unsteadily.
"Don't worry about that. Let's go down and talk about it!" Zongfan saw other people staring at the old umbrella bag and doubted its safety just like him, but now they have no choice.
"Chi Su, come here! I'll hold you Zong fan quickly took the umbrella bag in his hand and went to the cabin door while calling Chi su.
"Oh." Six people have three parachutes. If they want to land together, they can only parachute by two people. Seeing Zong FanFeng's figure walking towards the cabin door, they quickly follow up.
Zong fan and Chi Su go to the cabin door. Hua Lin Zheng, Bai Mo Han and Xiong Fei, who stay at the tail of the plane, begin to stare at each other.
There are three of them and Ling Qing left. In fact, Hua Linzheng's first reaction is to share a parachute with Ling Qing.
But they all have doubts about the safety of the umbrella bag. If we want to distribute it in a safe and balanced way, it's better to have a man and a woman, just like Zongfan and Chi su.
If Bai Mohan and Xiong Fei share the same umbrella bag, the weight of their two men will be heavier than that of Hua Linzheng and Ling Qing.
"Who are you with Ling Qing?" There are also two umbrella bags, one in the hand of Hua Linzheng and the other in the hand of Xiong Fei. Hua Linzheng looks at Bai Mohan and Xiong Fei and asks.