Chapter 1791 Survival Game 42
The staff standing at the door of the cabin did the same thing as before, and finally signaled that she could jump.
The woman gritted her teeth and tried to jump, but she leaned forward slightly and then retracted.
"I don't dare, I don't dare~" she cried. This was a high altitude. If the parachute was broken, she would die in an ugly way.
The staff member on the side raised his gun and pointed it at her. This is a very simple choice. If you jump, you may still live. If you don't jump, you will definitely die. You can choose whether to jump in alive or to be thrown to death.
The woman could only feel her heart skip a beat and jumped down.
Everyone cautiously stuck their heads out and watched the woman falling all the way down like a kite that had lost its string.
It seemed that she pulled the ring, and then opened the backpack behind her. What came out was not a white cloud like the one on the 51st just now, but some colorful shredded paper used for New Year celebrations.
Shredded paper was flying in the air, colorful but full of ridicule. The woman kept falling like this. For more than ten seconds, it seemed like half a century, and finally she fell to the ground. Looking down from above, she is as small as an ant, and her life is as small and fragile as an ant.
One person died, he really fell to death...
No. 3 was the chubby one. He looked sad and murmured: "There are two left, seven people, two out of seven, a survival rate of less than 30%..."
If he knew that the survival rate of a good parachute here should be one in six, 16.67%, he would definitely cry.
More likely, no one chose the good parachute.
Xining really wanted to cry at this moment, but what's the use of crying? Damn it, she knew this, and her hope of survival was slim to none.
The loudspeaker sounded: "The third person please come forward."
No one wants to jump first. If there are still two people who can survive, they would rather be beaten to death and thrown down. Beating to death is more painful than falling to death.
The little fat man only swung his legs, stepped forward tremblingly, closed his eyes and roared before jumping down.
Xi Ning didn't go to see the result of Xiaopang, and it would be the turn of the Virgin Man and her next. The parachute behind the Virgin Man must be good. But it doesn't rule out that the parachute behind her is also good, or in other words, under the halo of the Virgin Man, when she and the Virgin Man exchange backpacks, the good parachute behind her is replaced by the Virgin Man's bad parachute.
Finally she thought of a way, and time was running out. She immediately opened the safety belt around her waist, stepped forward, and tied the Virgin Man to her waist with the safety belt.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
After it was tied up, she pulled it and yelled at the Virgin Man. The sound of the helicopter's propeller engine was so loud that she had to speak loudly to hear it: "The parachute can bear 150 kilograms!"
The virgin man understood immediately and nodded happily, indicating his agreement!
The current load-bearing capacity of a single parachute is 150 to 200 kilograms, while Asians are smaller and the Virgin Man is of medium build. Even if he has a lot of muscles, he still weighs about 150 kilograms. The body owner's weight was originally around 100 pounds. He had not eaten well in the past two days and must have lost weight. Even if the weight is missing, the combined weight of the two of them is enough to be within the weight-bearing capacity of the parachute.
Therefore, in the movie, the male and female protagonists share a parachute because it does not mean that the parachute cannot bear the weight, nor does it mean that the other person will be thrown to death.
When I saw the male and female protagonists fighting to leave hope for each other's survival, saying a lot of sensational words and then taking the initiative to unbuckle the safety belt, I didn't know whether Parachute bought a fake product or the screenwriter was mentally retarded, so I didn't bother to check. Check the load-bearing capacity of the parachute. Well, it was for the plot, or during the Anti-Japanese War, the manufacturing requirements for parachutes were not high and they could only bear the weight of one person. Of course, this kind of plot often involves two people falling heavily into a tree. The branches and leaves of the tree act as a buffer, and both people survive.
Moving to the helicopter again, the Madonna Man unbuckled his waist safety belt and tied the two people together. This should be no problem, it was strong enough.
If the Virgin's parachute is broken, hers is hope. Two parachutes for two people increases the survival rate.
There is no need to try every means to exchange parachutes now. Anyway, one of the parachutes they are carrying must be good.
Seeing the two of them moving to the cabin door at the same time, the two staff members turned their helmets slightly, probably looking at each other. Then he turned back and made no objection.
The rules of this game are: Each contestant will jump from a height of one thousand meters and open a parachute. Of these ten parachutes, only three were intact and the other seven were broken.
It just says that every contestant must jump from a high altitude, but there is no requirement that they must jump one by one!
Mo Ming: "I knew you would find a way, excellent!"
Xining...did he give her a paper certificate after returning and stick it on some grass on the planet? Too lazy to complain.
"I said three, let's dance together!" the Virgin Man shouted.
Don't worry, Xining hugged the Virgin Man tightly with both arms and shouted: "Three!"
The virgin man was stunned for a moment, but then he immediately laughed, hugged her tightly, and rolled down together.
The wind whizzed by my ears, and the pressure generated as I sank made it suffocating.
After a few seconds, Madonna Man pulled the tab of his parachute.
There was only a "poof~" sound, and a piece of white gauze floated out of his backpack, and then...without a follow-up, a piece of white gauze about three or four meters long was dragged behind the backpack, following them like a white streamer. Falling down, they are quite beautiful and aesthetic, making them look like shooting stars or meteorites.
When the person carrying this backpack opened it, he thought it was good, but it turned out to be bad. My mood goes from great joy to great sadness, and finally I fall to the ground in extreme fear. This is okay.
Xi Ning smiled bitterly. It was indeed a trap. If she exchanged with the Virgin Man, she would definitely die. At that time, she really wanted to exchange, but if there was no exchange, what would be the outcome?
The two people were tied together and very close. You could see a bit of disappointment in the eyes of the virgin man, but there was no despair yet. After all, he still had a backpack.
She pulled the parachute ring sharply, and both of their hearts were beating violently.
After the parachute is opened, it takes a while to fully deploy. After waiting for three long seconds, a long strap stretches out from the backpack, getting longer and longer. When the last rectangular parachute deploys in mid-air, Xining's heart finally settled.
"Oh ho~" The Virgin Man looked up at the parachute above his head, shouted with joy like a child, and then grinned widely.
While Xining was happy, he suddenly became angry. If he didn't say that this parachute was bad, how could it be good? Mo Ming, you bastard, come out and explain yourself. Forget about being a dark system, now he can even deceive his own god. Where is the trust in God and the system?
(End of chapter)