Nine Hundred and Eighty-Eight The Servant Army Falls

Ye Han's brain almost exploded: "What's going on?"

"Enemy anti-aircraft position, distance 270, number 40, and still increasing!"

Before Ye Han could speak, several lasers had already fallen from the sky, wantonly harvesting the lives of giant insects. Ye Han opened his throat and yelled: "Red Sea, seven o'clock direction..."

Before he finished speaking, dozens of thin lights flashed by, and the side and rear of the Red Sea were instantly severely damaged. Not only did a large number of armor fragments fall off, but an engine was penetrated by the thin light, and then the engine suddenly exploded from the inside, and the hull sank suddenly.

The giant insects only had time to emit a wave of thin light, and had no chance to launch a second round of shooting, and were slaughtered by air firepower.

"Red Sea, how are you?" Ye Han's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and his eyes were wide open.

"I can still control it, I can still control it!"

Lin Yi said anxiously: "Three kilometers in altitude... Commander, the speed is getting faster and faster!"

"Hong Hai, can you still control it?"

"I'm controlling it..."

The side of the spaceship on the screen flashed with light, and the Hong Hai suddenly tilted to one side.

Lin Yi's desperate voice drilled into everyone's ears: "It exploded, the fourth engine exploded!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the screen. The remaining two engines of the Hong Hai were on the port side. The spaceship seemed to have a limp. It first tilted uncontrollably, and then rolled in the air like a barrel. Many servants were thrown out of the ship by the rolling spaceship and fell in various postures.

"Two kilometers!" Lin Yi's voice broke the silence.

Ye Han said in a heavy voice: "Hong Hai, abandon the ship, you tried your best."

The radio was silent for a moment, and finally a low voice came: "Yes."

The only two remaining engines of the Hong Hai suddenly turned 180 degrees and exerted force in the opposite direction. The momentum of rotation was immediately effectively curbed and became slower and slower.

At the same time, the emergency detachment alarm sounded in the Hong Hai.

The hull of the Red Sea had long been pierced by the light, and the air inside the ship had been lost, but the flashing alarm lights also reminded the remaining servants, who immediately took action and fled the spaceship as quickly as possible.

The Red Sea quickly regained its balance, and then began to rotate in the opposite direction. At the moment when the spaceship was balanced, Lin Yi's voice rang out again: "One thousand meters!"

At the same time, a two-person lifeboat suddenly popped out from above the Red Sea.

If the spaceship did not wait for the balance to be restored, the lifeboat would probably fall headfirst and hit the ground directly when it was ejected from the ship.

Everyone in the bridge of the Yaoshan ship breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Ye Han's mind turned, and the biochip had calculated that the speed of the servants when they touched the ground was about 70 to 80 meters per second.

The speed limit of the servants when landing was about 35 to 40 meters. At their current speed, landing was equivalent to death.

That was more than 10,000 servants!

They only had the last ten seconds left to live... But at this moment, everyone suddenly discovered that no matter where they were, all the servants were trying to find their companions. There were two or three of them, and five or seven or six of them. They gathered together in the air.

Everyone was a little confused. What did it mean? Fancy parachuting?

Before everyone could figure it out, the falling servants had already given the answer.

The servants formed groups of two, tightened their bodies in the air to adjust their postures, pulled their hands together and kicked their feet, squatting in the air like they were doing acrobatics.

What were they trying to do?

As soon as this thought entered Ye Han's brain, the servants who were about to touch the ground suddenly separated. The one below tried his best to kick up, and the one above tried his best to jump up.

So the servant below accelerated his fall, crashed into the ground, and broke his bones and muscles, which was terrible, while the one above slowed down sharply.

Ye Han's eyes almost popped out. He could actually slow down in this way?

In a blink of an eye, dozens of hundreds of pairs of servants assisted each other. A large number of servants fell to the ground and died, but an equal number of servants got a precious chance to survive.

However, the speed of falling was still a bit fast.

Many servants broke their legs and feet when they landed, and only half of them landed successfully.

The servants who successfully landed did not wait, but jumped with all their strength, or caught their falling companions, or pushed their companions who were falling straight down sideways to help them land.

Only a small part of the servants landed. The rolling Red Sea fell from the sky and crashed to the ground. Half of the hull was embedded in the ground, and all kinds of debris flew all over the sky.

Many servants who successfully landed had no time to dodge and were tragically pressed under the spacecraft. Many servants who were about to land were hit by the flying debris and died on the spot.

The remaining servants had no time to grieve for their companions and tried their best to land safely.

Because of the insufficient speed, the Red Sea did not explode. Some of the servants who happened to be above the spacecraft inevitably hit the wreckage of the spacecraft. They could have landed successfully, but they were pierced by the steel on the warship.

More and more servants landed successfully. Often, when a servant fell from the sky, several servants would jump up from the ground at the same time. The success rate of safe landing was getting higher and higher. Until the last servant landed, Ye Han breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know what to say.

The servants' move really shocked him too much. They should have been wiped out, but half of them survived. If they jumped directly from space, would some of them be able to land successfully?

"My God..." Luo Qi's eyes were straight, "Boss, what should we do next?"

"What else can we do? Continue landing!" Ye Han answered without hesitation, "Notify the resistance organization, and send another ship... no, three ships!"

"More ships?" Luo Qi wondered if he had heard wrong.

Ye Han said: "They don't care, so why should we care?" More than 10,000 servants finally saved 5,000, which is a very good result for airborne landing.

This is not self-consolation. Although landing operations and airborne operations are not the same thing, they are very similar in nature. Both have to face dense anti-aircraft firepower, face the enemy's crazy counterattack, and give their lives to the sky...

There is a reason why the Marine Corps was changed to an airborne division.

And the airborne troops have always been the branch with the highest death rate. There were 16 large-scale airborne operations at the battle level in World War II, but four won and twelve lost, with a success rate of only 25%.

During the Normandy Landing, the Allies airdropped more than 60,000 paratroopers, and only less than 7,000 were left at the end of the battle; the death rate of the German airborne troops in World War II was 75%; even the most successful airborne operations in World War II had a casualty rate of more than 70%.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a miracle that the POWs were able to ensure that half of their personnel landed safely when the spacecraft crashed. If it were human paratroopers, it is hard to say whether so many people would survive.

So, this loss is nothing? Is there any reason not to allow the resistance organization to continue airborne?