Chapter 822 Sea Storm

"One... two... three... four... five!", the gravity of the earth involved Zhuang Rui's body and kept falling to the sea. The skin on Zhuang Rui's face was blown like plasticine by the wind, and he couldn't help changing its shape.

After counting five in his heart, Zhuang Rui suddenly pulled the umbrella rope in his hand, and a white flower-like parachute popped up from behind Zhuang Rui, and the momentum of falling suddenly stopped.

Zhuang Rui only felt a sudden shock in his body. His body was falling down at a speed of about 150 seconds and stopped in the air. Zhuang Rui even had an illusion that his body seemed to be rising now.

Due to the strong wind just now, Zhuang Rui dared to open his eyes now. He just looked down. It was dark everywhere, and he could not see the fluorescent sticks used by several of them to indicate the direction.

The height of Zhuang Rui's skydiving is about 2,000 meters, which can be regarded as a medium-altitude skydiving, and Zhuang Rui opened the parachute when he fell six or seven hundred meters. That is to say, he is now in the air of more than 1,200. He can't sense the rest of the people even if he uses Re

"Damn it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have food and drink on my body, and I can hold on for a few days. As long as I don't meet sharks, my buddy is not afraid of anything..."

Looking at the darkness below, Zhuang Rui was a little scared in his heart, and he cheered himself up with words in his mouth.

You know, on this earth, the area of the ocean is far larger than the land, and the ocean is also one of the fields that human beings can't conquer so far. The seabed, which is thousands of meters deep, is also a place beyond the reach of human beings. It is full of mystery.

No matter how bold a person is, he will feel powerless in the face of the endless sea.

The place where Zhuang Rui is now is the subtropics of the Indian Ocean, but he won't feel very cold. After floating in the air for a while, Zhuang Rui was a little flustered and slowly calmed down.

Parachuting from a height of 2,000 meters, it is estimated that it will take 20 minutes to land to the ground under normal circumstances. If the wind is strong, the time will be extended. Now it may be Peng Fei, and he has not been able to reach the sea.

After floating in the air for five minutes, a muffled thunderous sound suddenly came from the "sky in the distance", and a firelight rose, illuminating the sky.

Not only Zhuang Rui, but also several people who had skipped the sky before also found this change. Except for Peng Fei's foreboding, the other people were stunned, opened their mouths wide, and let the sea breeze pour into their stomachs.

At this time, they no longer have resentment in their hearts. There is no trace of doubt about Zhuang Rui and Nobi Fei's intuition. "If they insist on staying in the plane by themselves", I'm afraid they can only fall into the sea with the fireball on that day.

At this time, the military satellite belonging to China, which is outside the earth, also found this situation. After countless data are summarized, the extremely accurate location and sent to the search teams that went to this sea to search for the survivors of the crashed aircraft.

"What? The firelight was found, which was suspected to be caused by the explosion of the plane?

Ouyang Lei, who has been waiting next to the phone, also knew the news, but now he can only pray that the Buddha, the Buddha of the Jade Emperor, will protect Zhuang Rui. Even if he controls millions of elite soldiers, Ouyang Lei can't do anything at this moment.

"Order all rescue teams to feel the designated sea area as quickly as possible!"

After giving this order, Ouyang Lei sat down in a chair with red eyes. Looking at the reason that turned from the military satellite on the computer screen, he frowned.

But now we can only do our best and listen to fate." No one knows what's going on at the scene.

Obviously, the speed of landing of the wreckage after the explosion of the plane was much faster than that of Zhuang Rui and others. Almost at the same time as the explosion of the plane, a huge fireball fell from the sky to the sea.

"Damn, why am I so far away from them?"

Taking advantage of the firelight caused by the explosion of the plane, Zhuang Rui found several other parachutes, at least one kilometer away from him, which was due to Zhuang Rui's good eyes, otherwise he could not find them at all.

However, he is still floating in the sky. Although his professional skills are not very good, Zhuang Rui is still confident that he can control the direction and land not too far away from them.

In the rope hanging down from the parachute, the lower end of the first and last umbrella rope is specially sewn with a short rope, and a joystick is tied to the short rope. With this joystick, you can control the direction of the parachute.

Zhuang Rui has learned a little about this." He knows that when the skydiver needs to turn, as long as he pulls down the joystick, he can drive the parachute rope to move left and right, so that the parachute can turn.

"Hey? How did you run up? Imbness, which instructor taught me?

Zhuang Rui pulled down a vibrator, but found that the parachute did not descend but rose. He took his body and rose to a higher place. He couldn't help but be anxious and cursed at the banquet. On the left, no! On the right! Still not, Zhuang Rui almost pulled off the rope on the joystick, and the parachute still floated in the opposite direction of the people who had just found it.

"Isn't it?"

After playing with Zhuang Rui for a while, he found that the wind around his body seemed to be much bigger, and the reason for the nine-way steering of the parachute seemed to be caused by the roaring wind around him.

"Where did the water come from? Or is it light?

Zhuang Rui suddenly felt a burst of wetness on his face, stretched out his tongue and licked it, and then looked down at the sea at a distance of seven or eight hundred meters. After being stunned, he found that it was raining.

"The storm next door to Mahler?!"

Zhuang Rui shook his head hard. Now he is sure that he doesn't know what's going on. After jumping off the plane, he actually reached the edge of the stormy sea.

And the sea breeze kept pushing him to the center of the storm, getting farther and farther away from the landing point of Peng Fei and others.

Zhuang Rui felt that the wind blowing on his body was getting bigger and bigger. The rumbling thunder in the clouds seemed to explode in his ear. The parachute was like playing acrobatics, swinging left and right, swaying towards the center of the storm.

One drop, two drops, the raindrops hit on Zhuang Rui's face slowly turned into a line, which made Zhuang Rui's face hurt." Then he poured Zhuang Rui's whole body wet.

Zhuang Rui was not afraid that his clothes were wet. Anyway, it was still the same when he went to the sea, but the endless mess blown by the strong wind made Zhuang Rui feel powerless in his heart.

In the air, looking at the lightning in the distance splitting on the sea, Zhuang Rui's heart almost stopped beating. "Thunder, lightning, the wind roaring" and the power of heaven and earth can be seen at a glance.

At this moment, Zhuang Rui didn't even have the intention to say a few words of Bodhisattva's estimation. The wind was like a big hand, holding Zhuang Rui's parachute and throwing it around. Under the dizziness, Zhuang Rui's thinking was already like paste, and he could not make any judgment and reaction.

I don't know how long it took for Zhuang Rui to regain his intuition and found that he was still in the air, but the heavy rain around him seemed to be much smaller. And it didn't seem to be very far from the sea, but the wind was still strong, and Zhuang Rui didn't know where he had been blown anywhere.

"I'm paralyzed" for two hours? It's endless, my God, give me a good time!"

Zhuang Rui raised his left wrist very hard, took a look at the watch with luminous waterproof function, and found that it had been more than an hour since he parachuted.

In Zhuang Rui's feeling, "the two hours just now seemed to be as long as a century, and the parachute floated around in the sky like a paper crane" was not falling.

Zhuang Rui doesn't know his experience of skydiving this time. Can he apply for the longest skydiving landing time record in the Guinness World Records?

Zhuang Rui also didn't know that he had been blown hundreds of kilometers away from Peng Fei and others by the storm.

In fact, Zhuang Rui is lucky, because if something happens in the Atlantic Ocean, it will not be a "storm" of 10 or 20 meters per second in the Indian Ocean that will greet Zhuang Rui, but a "hurricane" of more than 30 meters per second.

You know, the destructive power of a hurricane is very strong, that is, a car is involved in the hurricane. When it is thrown out, it is absolutely like a big drop of eight pieces. If Zhuang Rui encounters a hurricane this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find even a complete bone.

"Brother He, come on!"

It took Peng Fei more than 30 minutes to fill the rubber raft.

After unpacking the handcuff and tying the safe to the nose buckle of the rubber raft, it was difficult to slide the rubber raft to find the people who had just parachuted. At this time, it has been nearly an hour since his wife jumped off the plane.

He Shuang grabbed Peng Fei's hand, climbed on the rubber raft, pointed to a direction and said, "Liuli and Tianya seem to have fallen in that direction..."

Rowing in the rough sea is an extremely depressing thing. Often you have just rowed more than 10 meters, and a big wave can make the rubber raft go back 20 or 30 meters.

Coupled with the storm in the sea not far away, the waves here have become very large, and often a big wave hits down. The whole rubber raft is full of water. Peng Fei is responsible for rowing, while He Shuang keeps draining water out with plastic paddles.

Even if they could already see the fluorescent sticks on Tianya and Liu Li, Peng Fei and He Shuang, it took more than half an hour to save them from the rubber raft.

"Save...,...help...,..."

In the sound of the waves, there was a call for help in one direction. Peng Fei didn't care to ask Tianya for the phone, so he quickly raised the oar and rowed along the sound.

"It's Ding Hao!"

Peng Fei was a little disappointed. After pulling Ding Hao on the rubber raft, he couldn't wait to ask, "Which of you guys saw the place where Brother Zhuang landed?"

"I didn't see it. The wind is so strong that I can't open my eyes!"

"No, I didn't see..."

"I haven't seen Mr. Zhuang either. It's dark and I can't see anything," everyone's answer made Peng Fei's heart slowly sink.