The Charismatic Charlie Wade

This was a good thing for Charlie. If today had been cloudless, the chance of doing the jump during the day would’ve been near impossible.

With the conditions, he was confident he could jump close to the rebel base.

Charlie stood at the edge of the hatch.

Vasily counted the last three in a nervous shout “3, 2, 1, jump!”

Charlie turned his head to the group, “I’ll see you all in six hour!”

He leapt through the hatch and plummeted into the cloud cover, the chill hit him immediately.

At an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, the temperature was -15 celsius (5°F), while the ground was about 15 celsius (59°F).

This was nothing to him, instead his attention was focused on keeping his figure stable and not losing control of his body in the rapid descent.

Buried in the cloud cover, he couldn’t yet see the situation below.

Thankfully he had Vasily’s voice in his ear, reminding him “Master Wade, your speed of descent and direction are stable at about 50 meters per second, please try to maintain that! You’re expected to reach the safe opening height after one and a half minutes.”

Charlie shouted loudly “Okay!”

Charlie broke through the

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in one of the valleys was a simple looking village, with poorly built

points of egress from the north and south, while the mountains to the east and west formed natural

peaks on both sides stood man-made fortifications and watch towers, with the vague

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