In the gray night sky, the parachutes descended lower and lower, closer and closer, silently and eerily, like angels suddenly falling from the sky. Luo Zheng could see clearly, there were people on the parachutes, as well as supplies. He breathed a sigh of relief. The absence of an enemy ambush at this time indicated there were indeed no enemies around. Luo Zheng got up and quickly walked over to greet them.
Quickly, the parachutes landed one after another, and everyone quickly packed up their chutes. Luo Zheng noticed that Fu Di was the closest to him and was momentarily stunned. Then he snapped back to reality and greeted him joyfully. Fu Di, noticing Luo Zheng, had not yet had time to fully pack up his parachute, promptly saluted, looking at Luo Zheng with admiration, saying, "Hello, Leader."
"Don't salute on the battlefield, it attracts enemy fire. It's a rule. Are you getting used to it?" Luo Zheng said with a smile.
