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Chapter 550 JUMP!

"What else? Don't forget you volunteered to participate; I didn't ask for it," Tang Ziyi spread her hands, feigning innocence.

"You really treat me like your Doraemon," Ling Qingyu shook her head bitterly. "What's my role this time, fully-covered logistics officer?"

"You can be if you want," Tang Ziyi smiled. "Please accept the girls if they have a nature call."

Ling Qingyu's face darkened at the thought of her girls entering her bracelet for that sole purpose, effectively turning it into a portable toilet—worse than Doraemon.

"Stop giving me that angry look. Don't you care about their safety? Their comfort? Their privacy?" Tang Ziyi continued her rhythmic attack. "Oh, those poor girls. They could have lived good lives, but because of their unscrupulous, abusive boss..."

Ling Qingyu wanted to swear and slam this bastard's head. If people didn't know her well, they might actually think she was a boss who exploited her employees.

But Tang Ziyi's words seemed to be working, as Ling Qingyu's resistance weakened. If her girls needed her help, she should simply let them have it.

The two bickered endlessly until the plane started to move. They both huffed and fell silent.

Soon, the engines roared, and everyone inside felt the acceleration as the plane lifted its heavy body off the ground.

Holding onto the rails, everyone tried to stabilize themselves, even though they were strapped in safely. The nearby rails on the wall were grasped by many hands.

Ling Qingyu had thought, as usual, that the plane would slowly climb, adjust, and ascend higher. But nope, compared to civilian aircraft, the ride was harsher, with no regard for comfort or enjoyment.

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Fortunately, the pilot wasn't insane enough to climb straight to 10,000 meters immediately. There were still several stages to adapt to the pressure change.

Otherwise, so many ear-popping and lightheaded moments would have jeopardized the mission before the team even reached the destination.

Three hours flashed by in the blink of an eye.

The Y-20 flew at an altitude of 10,000 meters above sea level. The sky had dimmed, and only the last few rays of the setting sun glowed against the metal.

For this operation, it was clear the planners had timed everything perfectly, even exploiting the cover of darkness to hide the trails of parachutes.

Ling Qingyu returned to her seat after conversing with the pilot. Now that their destination was nearing, she discussed the timing and distance calculations with the experts as a jumpmaster, factoring in variables like the plane's velocity and the outside weather conditions.

Tang Ziyi received Ling Qingyu's nod and immediately ordered a group of 100 men to check their parachute mechanisms.

One by one, they automatically formed a line, checking the person in front while Tang Ziyi walked along the path, inspecting with her eyes before returning to Ling Qingyu's side.

"Let me check yours," said Tang Ziyi.

"Go ahead. I hope you don't accidentally loosen any strings," Ling Qingyu joked.

"It doesn't matter; you have more endurance than a cockroach," Tang Ziyi retorted. "I'm sure if you fell to the ground, you'd survive."

Ling Qingyu felt a grasp on her ancient bracelet and smiled. "Indeed, I can swoop in midair if a drastic situation arises."

"Clear to deploy. You're good to go."

Ling Qingyu nodded and checked Tang Ziyi's. "You're clear too."

Then, the overhead light turned red. They were getting close. Ling Qingyu fist-bumped Tang Ziyi and stayed at the front of the formation. The latter returned to her team.

To avoid spreading out after the jump, the entire formation would jump at once. Of course, not all 100 operators would leap simultaneously—that would be madness. The jump would be performed one team after another.

Communications went dead silent except for the wind howls and the sound of metal rubbing against metal.

Operators stabilized their lower bodies to adjust to the vibrations of the Y-20 aircraft. Ling Qingyu stared at the light source, as if afraid she might miss the precious moment if she looked away.

Seconds felt like minutes, and finally, the long-awaited green light appeared. Ling Qingyu blinked and signaled with her arm. "Go! Go! Go!"

A dozen operators ran and jumped without hesitation, followed by the group behind them. Against the night sky, only their shadows could be seen, blending into the darkness.

Tang Ziyi's group, the final team, also leaped.

"The bay stands clear. Thanks for the safe flight," reported Ling Qingyu.

"Happy landing!" The crews flashed thumbs-up.

Ling Qingyu unhooked the safety straps and scanned the cargo bay and smiled, then saluted the crew before diving down to follow her girls.