Chapter 2: Damn, he

Exactly, Liu Xiaotian was the one who passed out while going down.

In a state of complete unconsciousness.

Of course, he woke up quickly.

Although he was wearing a helmet and breathing mask, the whistling wind in his ears still strongly stimulated his brain.

He blinked open his eyes in a daze…

"Holy shit!" Liu Xiaotian instinctively spat out profanity, and almost passed out again, if not for that voice sounding in time.

But this time, it was purely from fright.

"Hint: correct your direction, maintain the descent posture, otherwise after you fall, even your mom won't recognize you."

"Hint: open the main parachute."

At one, one look`nothing, one wrong version%!'

"Hint, pull forward……left front……left front! Are you short on IQ?!'"

"Chief of Staff, even if you lent me the guts, I wouldn't dare kick him down! Who doesn't know someone up there is protecting this kid?" Chi Hao replied sarcastically.

Is the game not fun, or are those shapely, charming married and unmarried young ladies not attractive? Why bring him here to do what?

Because his brain is basically mush right now, he can't recall any parachuting techniques or how to control the parachute.

"Tell Peng Donghai, starting today, to separately compile Liu Xiaotian's training results and have Kang Lei report to me every three days!" Fan Tianlei said in a low voice after looking at the parachute record in his hand again.

For this reason, He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei have lost count of how many times they've been questioned by superiors, who grabbed their ears.

"Chi Hao, are you sure you didn't kick him down?" Fan Tianlei asked, sitting on the sofa, frowning while holding the parachute record.

At fourteen he was specially recruited by Harbin Institute of Technology; at sixteen he participated in the design update of a new rocket propellant and contributed to constructive improvements; at seventeen he entered the physics department of Huazhong University to pursue a master's, concurrently studying electronic computers, while continuing to serve as a specially appointed consultant for Harbin Institute of Technology's engine power expansion adjustments for the next‑generation fighter design…

"Hint, correct direction to the right."

"Hint: approaching parachute deployment altitude."

If that voice weren't still as mechanical as ever, he'd even suspect someone was deliberately messing with him.

If others heard that, they'd probably laugh their heads off.

As for the research project, he's completely clueless, as if it had nothing to do with him.

And Liu Xiaotian at this moment.

Moreover, the parties relaying the message are still the Brigade Commander and the Chief of Staff? But only He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei, who are on the call, know that getting this kid into the unit was an extremely tortuous process, comparable to the eighty‑one trials.

"Whoosh!"

Even that, in his view, was nothing but a luxury.

He's just a low‑key rich second‑generation who only drives a used Red Flag car; why can't he just live a simple, carefree life?

"This kid… actually succeeded in the parachute jump?" Chi Hao still couldn't believe his eyes.

You system, just be a system properly! Give hints when you should, do what you should—before I transmigrated I'd read plenty of system novels! Why are you making me do crosstalk?

However, at this moment Liu Xiaotian didn't dare to retort.

Even a single parachute jump training didn't succeed until today, the first time.

When the main parachute deployed, Liu Xiaotian felt a huge force yanking him upward sharply.

"Hint: Are you a fucking idiot? I told you to open the parachute!" Even breaking a leg wouldn't be worth it! Two hours later, at the regiment headquarters.

If you opened the parachute at a lower altitude, it would be dangerous.

If Liu Xiaotian knew that those two, who had once bought a several‑hundred‑yuan annual membership and watched the TV series *I Am Special Forces* at least fifteen times, still held such high expectations of him, he'd probably not bother bringing a parachute to jump next time.

……

Of course, it's not yet a success; only a safe landing counts.

If you offend that damn system, the chance of a safe landing probably won't exceed thirty percent.

But regarding the situation of the new recruit Liu Xiaotian, Fan Tianlei didn't even tell the Iron Fist Group's commander Kang Lei, let alone Instructor Chi Hao.

When Chi Hao, who was seventy‑to‑eighty meters above him, saw his main parachute deploy, his anxious heart finally dropped back into his chest, and he immediately opened his own parachute.

"You kid, quit griping here—if you hadn't transferred him out of the Iron Fist Group, there'd naturally be a reason to keep him, what do you have to complain about?" Fan Tianlei laughed helplessly.

Only after that conversation a month ago did Fan Tianlei suddenly notice that the new recruit's gaze had regained its former liveliness.

Yet such a talent seemed, from the day he enlisted, to have been completely wrapped in an impermeable cloth.

Then……

Liu Xiaotian: "……"

And the aircraft engine? The "Cannon Envoy" toy car he bought as a kid, the same model as in the anime *Four‑Wheel Drive Kid*, has been broken for over ten years and he still hasn't fixed it!

Is this a joke? He just transmigrated, yet he has to shoulder such a heavy burden? As a researcher, he could only gaze up at, or even dare not imagine, such an existence before coming to this world!

After Chi Hao left, Fan Tianlei immediately went to the desk, picked up the phone, and called Brigade Commander He Zhijun of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade: "Brigade Commander, I'm now at the Iron Fist Group, reporting good news—that kid succeeded in the parachute jump training!"

Chi Hao, a parachute infantry training instructor holding the rank of major, was also Fan Tianlei's old subordinate.

And that was it.

Even a soldier of the prestigious Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade's Iron Fist Group, a candidate in the Red Blood Cell Group's selection training, finds it worthy of celebration just to complete a measly parachute jump?

This soldier's advantage lies not in his military quality, but in the achievements he earned in school.

As for whether he could land within the designated area, Chi Hao didn't even dare to think about it.

"Hint, correct direction to the left."

Not to mention his mediocre military training scores, even his past achievements—including the research project he's currently involved in—have been put on hold.

"Yes!" Chi Hao stood at attention and saluted.

But whenever they spoke with him alone, they faced a pair of eyes that were no longer lively, even somewhat cloudy.

……

Moreover, from the day he took over this body, he's constantly felt as if some region of his brain were sealed, causing his thoughts to fluctuate between good and bad, often accompanied by dizziness, fogginess, and nausea.

Of course, for those strings of letters that occasionally pop up in the mind and are completely incomprehensible, Liu Xiaotian, who has always advocated 'as long as you haven't fallen, enjoy life well,' has never paid any attention to them.

If he knew that this body also had such a glorious past, he would probably also snort in disdain:

What's so good about being a child prodigy? Overdeveloping the brain naturally leads to a quick demise!

Otherwise, could this body with an obviously gifted 'component' possibly fall to him to take charge? (End of chapter)