Toca stood there and listened carefully for a moment, then answered with a slightly uncertain tone.

"I think I heard a scream?"

Zhang Bei nodded, found a taller tree and quickly climbed up.

Blocking the sun with one hand, he looked towards the sky.

Although the helicopter was not seen, more than a dozen parachutes came into view.

Seeing that familiar military green color, Zhang Bei reacted instantly.

Judging by time, this group of people have now gone through training for a year and a half, and it is indeed time for them to get to the practical part.

In military subjects, this thing is called jungle skydiving. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Meili Snow Mountain is the most suitable place nearby.

Zhang Bei's camera is hung on his chest most of the time. Now that he is standing on a tree, the sky cannot be seen in the live broadcast room.

But the wind blew through the mountain forest, causing a wave of green, causing a group of people to quickly start taking screenshots.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Natural scenery does not require post-processing at all. Does Zhang Bei's live broadcast room have a beauty function?

The displayed picture can be used directly as a mobile phone screen saver.

Climbing down from the tree again, he looked at Director Hu's confused eyes and explained: "Recruit skydiving training is not allowed, let's go to that grassland."

After hearing something that couldn't be broadcast, Director Hu nodded, took the time to take a breath of oxygen, and followed the two of them.

It took a total of two hours and forty minutes before the three of them finally emerged from the complex old forest and sat on the grass.

Director Hu collapsed directly to the ground and fastened the oxygen bottle mask tightly to his face.

Toca took a slow sip from the kettle and leaned against the tree without wanting to move.

Most of the time he was in the old forest, he either took care of elderly professors or students who needed to do research.

These two speeds are not fast at all, and traveling is extremely easy.

But following Zhang Bei up the mountain, if he wasn't fast, this beast would just walk in front of him.

He is a guide. Let the guests go in front of him?

It's a bit insulting!

Although Zhang Bei's physical strength was still good, he and Toca were basically the ones leading the way, and now he felt a soreness in his arms.

While slowly drinking the spicy water from the thermos cup, a voice suddenly came from above my head.

"Ouch~~fuck~~~Help~~~"

The vibrato had a pitch that made Zhang Bei stunned.

Reminiscent of a group of people who were training for skydiving before, I silently adjusted the portraits in the live broadcast room to blur.

After taking care of the preliminary preparations, Zhang Bei raised his head and looked upward.

Under the warm sunshine, a dark-faced man was trying hard to control the parachute, trying to land accurately on the grass.

But the wind in the sky would not listen to him, and the huge parachute led the strong man straight towards the tree on the side.

"Wow!"

The big man controlled himself at the critical moment and did not hit the tree, but he was now in a very embarrassing situation.

The whole person has been hung on the tree, more than three meters above the ground.

There is still a rock under the tree, and if it falls down with the paracord rope cut off, it's like asking for death.

The big man moved the parachute rope vigorously and finally confirmed that it was impossible to get down from the tree on his own.

Looking at the three people not far away who almost laughed out loud, their black faces suddenly became slightly rosy.

"Oh my god, who can help me fix this thing?"

Hearing this familiar accent, Zhang Bei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Fellow, who are you?"

"It's from Shengjing. After the distribution, this one was sent to me."

Zhang Bei looked at the man hanging on the tree, took out a bundle of climbing ropes from his backpack, tied a stone to the front end and threw it towards the tree with all his strength.

"Tie it tight!"

"Okay!"

The man took the climbing rope from Zhang Bei and wrapped it directly around his waist.

Then he cut the parachute rope and climbed towards the tree trunk with the help of Zhang Bei's strength.

I have to say that people who have been trained can move really fast.

In just over a minute, people had already come down from the tree and stood on the ground.

The strong man rubbed his aching shoulders and glanced at Zhang Bei with gratitude.

"Thank you, brother. Otherwise, if I go back today, it will be a five-kilometer cross-country trip!"

"It's a small matter, what should you do with your parachute?"

"It's okay. They are all positioned. Someone will take them back after we gather."

As professional paratroopers, their main task is to train for parachuting.

They don't need to worry about parachute recovery.

Maybe the red-skinned instructor could come up with some way to torture their affiliated company.

After glancing at the meeting point on his watch, the big man quickly took out something wrapped in a black plastic bag from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Bei.

"Thank you for your kindness. We are all fellow countrymen. You should know how to eat this stuff!"

Zhang Bei glanced at the figure of the big man running towards the distance, and stared curiously at the plastic bag in his hand.

Opening it casually, you will see a large ball of yellow dough-like stuff.

Seeing this thing, Zhang Bei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Good stuff!"

Director Hu also came up with curiosity, frowned at the large group: "Cornmeal?"

"No, let's hurry on. We'll be at the 2,600-meter mark soon. I'll explain when we get there."

Seeing that Zhang Bei didn't want to explain, Director Hu nodded and followed the two of them, wondering what this thing was.

Although he has some understanding of traditional culture, he does not specialize in it after all.

Only when it comes to ecological development do I look up information.

After passing through this grassland, it didn't take long for the three of them to arrive at the river Toca mentioned.

Zhang Bei looked at the faint traces of the previous river bed and touched his chin.

"If the landform has not changed, it will indeed look like the photo."

Director Hu squatted aside and observed for a long time.

"This kind of river cannot support a population of peacocks now."

Zhang Bei sighed and quickly took out the tinfoil and military shovel.

"Work, let me explain to you what this is."

General Zhang Bei handed the shovel to Director Hu, pointed at the yellow dough in his hand and explained.

"This kind of noodles is made by fermenting corn in water mill."

"Due to fermentation, it has a slightly sour taste."

"And this thing can be regarded as a snack in Northeast China, but looking at the dough, many people must know how to eat it."

Director Hu and Zhang Bei have been together for such a long time and are very skilled in building stoves.

The stove was set up in just ten minutes.

Toca picked up some dry branches and stuffed them under the stove.

After lighting it casually, he stared at the dough in Zhang Bei's hand.

"Cut the beef into pieces first and copy it later."
Chapter completed!