Chapter 350

Although comforting Chi Su peacefully, Ling Qing's heart is not as calm as she seems.

Just a few days after the trial, they were given such a bad impression. Will God be too long-sighted.

"I'm not flustered. I'm just a little afraid. It's thunder and lightning. Do you think we'll have that..." Chi Su is really flustered. In such a small world, it's useless for her to be flustered. She's just a little afraid.

Her great youth has just begun. She doesn't want to die so tragically.

"I'm afraid, too." On one side of the water pipe, Chi Su said that she was afraid, and her trembling emotion was also overflowing little by little.

Although they really become special forces, they have to face a lot of risks, and the guarantee coefficient of life safety is also greatly reduced.

However, no matter what, even if you want to die for your country, you should be in the mission of serving your country, rather than being killed by thunder.

"Don't be afraid. No matter what, we are still together." Crowded in the seat with a mountain like Xiong Fei, looking at Chi Su several people comfort way.

At this moment of life and death, Xiong Fei said that it's not true that he is not nervous, but he is a male soldier, so he can't mess up in front of a female soldier.

The thundering of the sky continued, and the lightning continued. Hua Linzheng suddenly felt that this kind of dark, bright and thunderous weather is the most suitable for making horror films.

"Yes, we don't have to be afraid. Anyway, we're not alone, right? We have company, and company..." the more she said, the lower her voice, how could she feel that her voice was so desolate, like a dying struggle.

"... well, not alone, with company." Listen to the voice of the water smoke is not firm, ruler eyes light micro flash, slowly build cavity road.

For a moment, in the time when the tail of the plane is slowly falling down. Bai Mohan was wearing a seat belt, but he leaned forward against gravity, holding the control lever with one hand, and sliding and jumping on various instruments with the other hand.

The instruments in the front passenger's seat are all out of order. Hua Linzheng can't help. He quietly looks at Bai Mohan's actions. From his side face, Hua Linzheng can only see his tight lips and slightly wrinkled brows.

But from Bai Mo Han's firm eyes, Hua Lin Zheng wanted to see that even a little bit of panic came, but he was disappointed to find that there was nothing.

In those deep eyes, in addition to firmness and preciseness, Hua Linzheng didn't see any other negative emotions. Even the previous frivolity disappeared.

Seems to feel white Mo Han has been looking at his line of sight, white Mo Han white busy quickly side head looked at her one eye, evil spirit a smile, way: "how, fell in love with me?"

Looking at Bai Mo Han's evil smile in the corner of his mouth, Hua Lin's zither is a burst of chilly.

Sure enough, Bai Mohan is only suitable for being a comrade in arms.

"You think too much." With a silent response, Hua Linzheng grasped the armrest of the seat and looked at the sky one after another of the lightning that cut through the sky.

The roaring thunder seems to be even louder, which makes people tremble.

Zong fan, who had not been able to enter the cockpit after many hardships, was shocked by the sight when he slid backward into the cabin.

What surprised him was not the figure of the soldiers holding on to the benches and other objects, but the hole at the end of the cabin where the strong airflow was surging.

Two big white gourd size holes, the hole floated into a lot of rain, wet the hole a large area of the ground.

On the left side of the engine room, the air flow is extremely strong, and the tail of the engine body gradually falls down.

Some backpacks are not carried on the back, one by one, they roll to the end of the cabin.

When the backpack rolled to the hole cut by the thunder, the backpack was pulled by the strong and turbulent airflow, and in a moment, it fell out of the cabin quickly and disappeared in the dark.

Watching several backpacks slide out of the cabin one after another, the soldiers are struggling to grasp various supporting objects, but they can't help sliding down. Zong fan was surprised and roared:

"Listen to my command, one by one, quickly find the support and hold on. If you don't find it, hold on to your comrades in arms. Don't fall behind!"

Zongfan looked at one of the soldiers who was closest to him. With his left hand and left foot, he grasped the round pole against his body and reached for a soldier who was about to slide out of the seat.

Zongfan tugged him up and pulled him up in an instant. He hooked the round pole to support him.

Some soldiers lie on the ground, some on benches. They hold the seats and legs tightly with their hands, gritting their teeth to support their falling bodies. Under the dual effects of gravity and strong airflow, they are extremely difficult to support.

Xiong Fei is at the end of the cabin. He's on the left. He's the nearest soldier to the hole. As the plane tilts more and more vertically, he can't support it any more.

"Ah - no, no, I'm about to slip out!" Looking up at his left palm gradually separated from the seat leg, Xiong Fei's right seat leg was so scared that he couldn't help roaring.

"Hold on!" As soon as Xiong Fei shouts, Zongfan looks at him quickly. Seeing his figure swaying above the cave entrance, he can't help but sweat for him.

Although according to Xiong Fei's size, it's not so easy for him to fall out of the cabin, Zongfan is still worried.

There are not many soldiers who are as big as Xiong Fei, and the female soldiers are even smaller. If anyone slides down, they will slip out of the cave and fly to the blue sky.

"Bear flies!" Chai Meng is closer to Xiong Fei. She hears Xiong Fei's voice. She looks down and sees Xiong Fei's face red. One hand has already broken away from the support and is grabbing in the air.

In an emergency, Chai Meng raised his foot and stepped on the cabin wall, then let go of one hand to grasp the edge of the seat.

After feeling that the grip was stable, Chai Meng slowly let go of the hand holding the seat leg, and then with a little support from the bulkhead, Xiong Fei slid his hands, bit by bit, to Xiong Fei.

Anyway, keep Xiongfei away from the tuyere. Otherwise, once the hole is enlarged, Xiongfei will be very dangerous.

"Xiong Fei, hold on!" The air flow is too strong and swift. Chai Meng's whole body is tight. He grabs the seat with both hands, which makes the tendons on the back of his hands burst up. Only then can he control the figure he wants to slide down in an instant.

"Don't come down. I'll put up with it." Seeing Chai Meng's difficult and dangerous slide down, Xiong Fei wants Chai Meng to help him, but this is not a joke.

He doesn't want to implicate Chai Meng, especially since Chai Meng is a female soldier.

Chai Meng ignores Xiong Fei's call and still slides down carefully.