For a pilot, skydiving is not an easy task. Losing his plane and trusting his life on a rag is definitely a very embarrassing experience for him.
In the cold wind, hanging precariously on the parachute, Zhao Feng felt that he might fall to his death in this strange place.
Although he is a Chinese, he has never been to the southern oil fields, nor to Wangchun City, Tengyun, or Nanfengkou.
But now, he has indeed come, and he has arrived here in a way that he will never forget: he is floating in the wind, with the earth getting closer and closer under his feet.
As a person with the surname Zhao, Zhao Feng's origins are indeed extraordinary: he is a member of the royal family, but apart from his genealogy, he really has nothing to do with the real royal family now.
His grandfather's grandfather's ancestor was a brother of the emperor at that time, and he was named a British Duke. He was also a prominent relative of the emperor at that time.
It's a pity that the subsequent heirs were not very capable, and they didn't dare to stand up and invest because they didn't have the ability. In the end, they gradually fell out of favor after the new emperor ascended the throne, and only got a downgraded title.
So the prominent duke became a marquis, the marquis was demoted to an earl, the earl was demoted to a viscount after two generations, and the viscount committed a crime and was punished and demoted to a baron...
Later, he started working as a lieutenant in a junior high school, as a lieutenant... By the time Zhao Feng arrived, he was almost unable to make it as a lieutenant, so he took the opportunity to go to Long Island to learn to be a pilot.
After becoming a pilot, he took advantage of the Great China Empire's efforts to build the air force and retained his rank as a captain, barely becoming an officer.
As a result, this time, as an elite pilot who had been to Dragon Island for training, he was ordered to fly a state-of-the-art fighter jet to perform an escort mission, but he was shot down in this useless place.
He didn't even know where he fell. The moment his legs landed on the ground, he even felt that he might never be able to leave the wheelchair for the rest of his life.
The huge impact made his legs seem to be broken. Before he could confirm whether he had broken his legs, the white parachute above his head came down, making it difficult for him to distinguish between east, west and north.
Zhao Feng, who was frightened half to death by the parachute above his head, quickly used his hands to lift the parachute covering him. As a result, a gust of wind blew over and the parachute pulled him down again.
Ignoring the pain in his knees, Zhao Feng began to untie the straps on his body. The umbrella he was wearing was a good thing imported from the Tang Dynasty, and it was quite easy to take off.
The parachutes used by bomber pilots are all imitations produced by the Dahua Empire itself, and no one knows the quality. However, the parachutes given to their fighter pilots are all imported from Datang, and I heard that there are very few quality problems.
Panting heavily, Zhao Feng emerged from the white parachute that had completely covered the ground. The good news is that his legs are not broken, so he can still walk; the bad news is that he can only walk now...
In the wilderness, there were trees and shrubs all around. Only the place where he landed was an open space, and there seemed to be a small village in the distance.
Zhao Kai carefully identified the location, and then saw the remains of a fighter jet burning and smoking not far from where he landed.
He touched his waist and drew a revolver from there. This is the standard self-defense weapon for Dahua Empire pilots. Each one has six rounds of bullets, so they can be used as a weapon.
Carrying the pistol, he staggered towards the wreckage of the fighter jet that was smoking. He didn't know if there would be anything there, but curiosity made him go over.
What he was thinking was that if he could meet an unlucky companion there, the two of them might be able to help each other and not be too lonely.
However, Wangshan is a dead horse. This distance seems to be very short, but it is not easy to walk. The grass here is very high. When walking in the dirt, one foot is deep and the other is shallow. It seems that we haven't walked very far after walking for a long time.
He is a royal relative of the Great China Empire. If he is captured, will he embarrass the royal family? While walking forward, Zhao Feng was thinking about problems in his mind.
If I encounter enemies at that moment, will I have to fight those enemies to the end? Shoot and kill five enemies, then kill yourself with the last bullet?
If you do this, will you be praised by the emperor? Will his two children receive knighthoods as a result?
I guess so? It is very likely that he will be promoted to a junior high school... This junior high school is different from the real school officials. It has a low-class "noble" title, and its status may not be as good as the "knight" title given by the feudal lord.
Just thinking about it, Zhao Feng walked to the side of the crashed plane. After taking a closer look, he recognized that it was a bomber from the Dahua Empire, but most of the body was damaged during the fall, so The rest of it doesn't look like much.
He saw the remaining support bars at the wing roots of the aircraft's wings and the broken wire ropes. Then he saw the dead machine gunner in front of the cabin, hanging there like a piece of dried meat.
Zhao Feng staggered over and walked under the hanging machine gunner. Zhao Feng frowned involuntarily. He saw the body of the machine gunner whose body had been shot through by bullets, and the nose of the machine that had more than half of it broken into pieces.
The power of Datang's machine guns was really terrifying, Zhao Feng had just experienced it. His plane was hit only twice, and he had to abandon the plane immediately and jump out of the cabin.
If he had been a little later and hesitated for a few seconds, he might not even have a chance to parachute: his plane would soon shatter into two pieces in the air.
In the choking smoke, Zhao Feng walked around half of the wing to look at the cockpit of the bomber. What shocked him was that the pilot was still in the cockpit, hanging on the seat with his head hanging down.
He hurriedly walked over to check on the pilot who had not had time to parachute. As he walked, he lowered his voice and shouted, trying to wake up the unfortunate guy: "Hey! Wake up! Are you okay?"
The pilot hanging there did not respond. Zhao Feng walked over and found that the other person's neck was bent at a very strange angle. The impact of landing broke the pilot's neck, and the pilot was already dead.
"Damn it." Zhao Feng cursed, and then heard the sound of another plane crashing above his head.
He looked up and saw another bomber being shot down and crashing towards the other side of the forest. He saw someone jumping out of the plane and deploying a parachute.
Then he saw with his own eyes that the parachute was not fully opened, and was swayed back and forth in a ball by the wind, and quickly hit the ground with the pilot below.
Zhao Feng couldn't bear to close his eyes. He seemed to be able to hear the dull sound of a ball of meat hitting the ground.
This was the last Dahua aircraft he saw. When he opened his eyes again, the fighting group of aircraft was no longer visible above his head.
The planes of the Tang Army seemed to have gone away, and the planes of the Dahua Empire also seemed to have left here - or maybe they were all shot down and none of them escaped.
Zhao Feng coughed twice, stimulated by the burning wreckage of the plane, and walked away from the worthless bomber wreckage with his pistol in hand.
All four people on the plane were dead, including the two pilots and the two gunners.
The machine gunner's head in the back row could not be found. Zhao Feng walked over and took a look and almost vomited everything in his stomach.
In fact, there was nothing in his stomach, so he retched for a long time and then quickly left this disgusting place.
After he staggered away from the wreckage of the plane, he saw the people who came to him - or in other words, the Tang Army troops who came to capture him.
When Zhao Feng saw the Tang Army soldiers carrying rifles, he bent down, picked up his pistol and got ready for battle.
At this time, he thought of his children, his wife waiting at home, and some of the messy things he had just thought about.
He thought that he would work hard here to deal with the Tang people in front of him, so that the other party could also see the dignity and pride of the royal blood of the Dahua Empire.
But just as he was about to pull the trigger and fire the first shot, a Lion-type armored reconnaissance vehicle rushed out of the bushes nearby. Its huge body scared the surrounding birds into jumping up.
The commander who was leaning on the turret saw Zhao Feng hiding in the grass at a glance. He pointed at Zhao Feng's position and loudly reminded the surrounding infantry that there was a living person there.
"Be careful! He has a pistol!" the commander shouted loudly while getting into the turret. Hearing his shout, the surrounding Tang Army grenadiers immediately bent down and hid in the tall weeds.
Zhao Feng was startled by this huge eight-wheeled armored vehicle, and then he lost confidence in his ability to fight hard and break through the encirclement.
Are you kidding me? He is a pilot, not the mercenary ranger in those novels - he dares to try to sneak attack an enemy, let him fight several enemies at once, and have to deal with an armored chariot... How is that possible?
So he quickly dropped the revolver in his hand, as if it was hot to the touch. Then he skillfully raised his hands and shouted loudly: "I am the Royal Family of Dahua! Don't shoot! Don't shoot, I surrender!"
The identity he was prepared to fight for before has now become the talisman that keeps him alive. Afraid that the other party might not hear clearly or shoot him, Zhao Feng stood up and shouted loudly again: "I am a member of the royal family of Dahua! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I surrender!"
Through the observation window, he saw that the other party had thrown away his pistol. The commander of the armored reconnaissance vehicle, who was about to close the hatch, opened the hatch above his head and stuck his head out.
He heard the other party's shout, and a thick smile appeared on his face: "Did you hear that! We also captured a Dahua royal family!"
"Hahaha!" The surrounding soldiers of the Tang Dynasty laughed loudly, and then gathered around: "Don't crowd, don't crowd! Come and see what the relatives of Emperor Dahua look like!"
