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At the same time, he looked at Zhang Xiaoxian who was also anxious beside him and asked in confusion: "Wenjin, the chance of surviving parachuting in this situation is almost zero. You have to be mentally prepared..."

After all, Zhang Xiaoxian seems to know the 788 Exploration Team very well. Therefore, in Professor Zhu's opinion, although Chen Wenjin's attitude towards the 788 Exploration Team is somewhat complicated, there should be some connection.

He couldn't understand why the 788 exploration team would parachute under such circumstances, but the result was already doomed.

Zhang Xiaoxian gritted her teeth as the rain dripped across her raincoat and fell on her face, revealing a bit of determination: "This team always does things that are hard to understand, and also creates incredible miracles. If the people who parachuted in were really them, maybe there would be a different result."

Professor Zhu didn't say anything, but just nodded gently. However, the look in his eyes had already revealed his inner thoughts - he didn't hold out any hope in this situation. Even if he survived, he would definitely be seriously injured...

At the same time, after landing, Bai Hua drew out the black gold ancient knife again and cut his palm with his backhand.

As a force extended from the arm to the blade, the blood suddenly burst into flames.

As the flames flickered, they looked like a flaming birch dancing in the air, which was particularly eye-catching.

Holding the fire knife high, Bai Birch repeated several movements. The flame burned with the wind, which made it more like Bai Birch was walking in the air.

Han Feng then came back to his senses from his shock: "Bai Hua is giving us ground instructions, everyone pay attention to his gestures!"

Under Bai Hua's command, the team members finally gained the confidence to adjust the direction of descent.

During the descent, they were surprised to find that the flames on the birch blades were not extinguished by the heavy rain. Instead, the rain that fell on them caused bursts of steam to evaporate. Even the steam turned into the phantom of the birch and slowly dissipated.

"Bai Hua is really amazing. The power of his bloodline is too strong. After the mission is over, I will have to ask him for some precious blood. It will definitely be of great use in the future."

Zhu Qingyang muttered to himself, and following Bai Hua's command, they determined the descent direction one by one, and slowly landed following closely.

However, when they descended to a height of about thirty meters, they unexpectedly discovered that this was a wind vent.

Due to the wind vent penetrating through, the airflow was extremely turbulent, causing their parachutes to almost get out of control and they were unable to land.

Han Feng saw it and was anxious. He made a quick decision: "There is no other way. We can only detach from the parachute! Fortunately, there are only about 30 meters left. We should be able to withstand it."

Upon hearing this, Wen Wenbin looked at Han Feng in surprise, but found that the other two nodded in agreement.

They naturally couldn't do it when Bai Hua cut the parachute rope at an altitude of hundreds of meters before, but now there are only more than 30 meters left, they are confident that they can use their means and give it a try.

So, Han Feng drew out the dagger from his waist without hesitation, cut the rope of the parachute, and fell down rapidly.

But soon, he quickly opened the Vajra Umbrella and used the powerful pulling force it generated to slow down his falling speed.

At the same time, he quickly took out the compass, and a force emanated from the compass, which stopped his body from falling rapidly.

Relying on the small formation with the Vajra Umbrella and compass as the core, Han Feng seemed to have invisible steps under his feet, constantly offsetting his falling speed and getting closer and closer to the ground.

This scene happened to be seen from afar by Professor Zhu and others who came rushing over, and they were shocked.

Someone actually cut the parachute rope by himself?

Are these people here trying to die in some fancy way?

However, what surprised them even more was that when the man opened a peculiarly shaped umbrella, his falling speed actually gradually slowed down.

"This... this is not scientific..."

Professor Zhu looked at Han Feng in confusion as he gradually descended, was obscured by the dense forest, and disappeared from his sight.

But at this time, Zhang Xiaoxian's voice came faintly: "Professor, this team can often not be measured scientifically."

As soon as he finished speaking, they saw again that among the three remaining people in the air, Zhu Yingying and Zhu Qingyang also cut the ropes almost without hesitation and fell from the sky.

Seeing Han Feng descending with a parachute, Zhu Qingyang and Zhu Yingying no longer hesitated.

On the way down, Zhu Qingyang quickly took out two talismans and muttered something. The talismans instantly turned into two flames, shining like fire dragons.

This scene was seen by Professor Zhu from a distance. His eyes lit up and he thought, "Could the fire I saw earlier not be an illusion?"

However, something even stranger happened. Professor Zhu clearly saw that after the flash of fire, Zhu Qingyang's falling speed suddenly slowed down, as if he was stuck in the air.

The fire in his hand gradually dimmed, and then his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

This scene made everyone stand there in a daze, forgetting to hurry on their way.

They muttered to themselves that this scene was too unbelievable.

At the same time, the female figure in the distance, Zhu Yingying, also took action.

She pulled out the rope from her waist with her backhand. There was a claw hanging on the rope. She threw it accurately towards the high branch below.

When Feihu Claw firmly grasped the tree trunk, a mysterious fan transformed from the bracelet appeared in her hand.

This peculiarly shaped fan seemed to appear out of thin air in the eyes of everyone, which was amazing.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yingying grabbed the rope and held the fan, falling rapidly into the dense forest, her life or death unknown.

This magical team made Professor Zhu and others feel even more incredible.

At the same time, on the other side of the forest, Zhu Yingying quickly shook her wrist, and nine hidden weapons shot out from the Xuanji fan, evenly distributed on the tree trunks.

Then, the Xuanji fan in her hand turned into a Xuanji ruler again, and she tied the end of the Flying Tiger Claw rope to the Xuanji ruler.

In this way, her arms can be cushioned to the greatest extent under the action of inertia.

Zhu Yingying's body fell freely downward, and the originally relaxed Flying Tiger Claw instantly became tense.

She spun several times in the air like an aerial acrobat to offset inertia.

Then she used the nine hidden weapons on the tree trunk to land accurately, and then exerted force to move down step by step.

When she reached the ground, the inertia of her body had been almost offset, except that her knees were a little sore.

But this situation is already very ideal.

If it were someone else, it would be very difficult to perform this series of movements accurately in the rainstorm, not to mention that the impact force generated by each movement is enough to cause serious injuries.

Fortunately, Zhao Qi's training of Zhu Yingying was to improve her skills in moving mountains and filling the sea, and the law of concealment and escape required extremely high physical agility.

This is clearly demonstrated in this situation.

Zhu Qingyang took a deep breath and patted his chest: "I was so scared. I almost lost my life here."

Han Feng shook his head helplessly: "Come on, you are obviously the easiest one, you came down with the help of the spell."

Zhu Qingyang immediately laughed proudly: "You don't understand, this is called talent, you can't even use it even if I tell you to!"

Zhu Qingyang always felt that he had a talent for the art of spells, but Zhao Qi did not expose him.

He did not tell Zhu Qingyang that the spells he used were often just some low- or medium-level spells, or some high-level spells without strict restrictions.

He is still far from being a true warlock.

But at least among the few people, Zhu Qingyang does have a slight advantage in talismans.

When he was falling, he used the flying talisman.

A true sorcerer would often disdain to use such low-level spells and only need a wind-controlling spell to fly in the clouds.

Zhu Qingyang naturally had no idea about these, so it was normal for him to feel proud at this moment.

Compared with Zhu Qingyang and Han Feng, Zhu Yingying is much more careful.

She came to Bai Hua as soon as possible and asked worriedly, "Menyouping, are you okay?"

Bai Hua shook his head. Although he didn't say anything, it seemed that he was not hurt at all.

Zhu Qingyang came over soon after, looked him up and down, and said excitedly: "Old Zhang, you are really good. You can withstand such a strong impact from such a high altitude purely by relying on your physical body. Bloodline warriors are really strong. Can you teach me?"

Han Feng's voice came slowly: "Forget it, Bai Hua's body is full of the authentic auspicious beast Bai Hua blood. You have only vulgar blood in your body at most."

When Zhu Qingyang was about to start his daily bickering, he suddenly realized something and frowned slightly: "Do you feel like someone is missing?"

When they heard this, several people looked up and discovered that Wen Wenbin had not cut off the parachute and was still floating in the air.

At this time, Professor Zhu and others a thousand meters away also stared at Wen Wenbin in the sky with wide eyes, their eyes full of worry.

Those people cut their parachutes and fell down. At that height, they already had an idea of ​​the result in their minds.

Even if he is lucky enough not to die, he will definitely be severely disabled.

Therefore, in the eyes of Professor Zhu and others, Wen Wenbin, who is still floating in the air, is the wisest.

"Speed ​​up, he can't hold on for much longer, we have to find a way to get him down!" Professor Zhu urged everyone to speed up.

However, what Professor Zhu did not expect was that several people he thought were dead or seriously injured and unconscious were actually instigating the "only survivor" at this time.

"Night Wolf, don't hesitate, come down quickly!"

"Yelang, listen to me, cut the parachute or it will be too late!" The voices of Zhu Qingyang and others were faintly heard, and Wen Wenbin was speechless.

He is still amazed at how they managed to do it.

Especially since Bai Hua jumped down without any preparation and yet nothing happened to him.

The same was true for others. Wen Wenbin didn't know what methods they used, but everyone was safe and sound.

But the reason why Wen Wenbin did not cut off the parachute and rashly follow them down was because he knew that there was no way he would be safe and sound.

Apart from anything else, at least Han Feng had a strange umbrella, and Zhu Yingying took out a strange mechanical fan and rope from somewhere.

Not to mention Zhu Qingyang's box, no one knew what he would take out from it in the next second.

As for myself, I have nothing except the conventional special warfare equipment.

He couldn't cut his parachute and hope to use the rifle on his back to slow his descent, could he?

This thought flashed through Wen Wenbin's mind, but made him even more hesitant.

The anxious calls of the team members reached his ears, but Wen Wenbin still couldn't make a decision.

He looked down, his heart filled with confusion and anxiety.

Han Feng's anxious voice resounded through the sky: "Yelang, don't hesitate, cut off the parachute quickly!"

This was the first time he spoke in such a commanding tone, but Wen Wenbin felt even more puzzled.

He tried his best and shouted to the bottom: "Captain! I can't get down!"

His voice was filled with helplessness and fear.

The team members finally understood Wen Wenbin's concerns. Zhu Qingyang immediately shouted, "Yelang, believe me! The commander left you something to save your life. Just come down!"

These words made Wen Wenbin feel even more strange.

He looked around, and apart from the special combat uniform and special forces weapons on his body, he did not see any so-called "life-saving things".

Han Feng understood that it would be difficult to make Wen Wenbin fully believe it with just such an explanation.

He watched Wen Wenbin gradually move away from the landing site and knew that it would be too late if he didn't come down.

"Night Wolf, I now order you as squad leader to cut off the parachute immediately. This is an order!"

Han Feng's voice was firm and powerful, and his tone made Wen Wenbin irresistible.

Although Wen Wenbin still didn't understand why Han Feng issued such a military order, he knew that if he didn't cut off the parachute, he would be carried by the wind to an unknown direction.

Not only will you be separated from the team, you may even land in the wrong place, and your life will be in danger.

Wen Wenbin gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and cut the parachute.

The next second, he began to fall rapidly.

At this moment, he gave up any struggle and gently closed his eyes.

He knew very well that it would be impossible to survive if he fell from this height.

Someone in the team who was hurrying on the road said, "Professor, look, the only remaining person has also cut the rope!"

Professor Zhu and others stopped and looked up.

They saw Wen Wenbin falling rapidly towards the ground, and Professor Zhu's heart was filled with regret and self-blame.

"I instructed the 788 Exploration Team to come..."

Professor Zhu said to Zhang Xiaoxian solemnly, "Now, they are dying one by one. I shouldn't have held out such hope. How could anyone go up the mountain under such circumstances?"

Professor Zhu felt extremely guilty and tormented.

He couldn't imagine how intense the psychological struggle these people went through when cutting the ropes.

If you don't cut the rope, you may be carried to an unknown place by the wind, and the final result will still be death.

Maybe they just want to give it a try, but the hope of survival is too slim in the face of reality.

Wen Wenbin, who was falling rapidly in the distance, soon disappeared from the sight of Professor Zhu and others.

This made Professor Zhu feel even more tormented.

In his opinion, the team lost their lives because of his wrong decision. He felt extremely sad and regretful.

At this moment, even Zhang Xiaoxian felt a little depressed.

How could anyone survive in this situation?

So what if it was the 788 Exploration Team? After all, they were just mortals!