Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

1944 6 Month 6 Day.

Before Rosen had time to open his eyes, he heard the loud roar of the engine, and then he smelled a mixture of gun oil, tobacco and sweat.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in pitch darkness. The people around him and opposite him were full of American soldiers. Each of them was loaded with equipment and various supplies. They looked particularly bloated and tied in safety belts like roast ducks for sale.

He looked down at himself and saw that he was dressed the same way.

With the help of dim light vision, Rosen carefully examined his left hand and noticed a shallow scar on the back of his hand. He immediately knew that he was transported to this world again.

What puzzled him was that the last time he went to the Wonder Woman world, he was clearly wearing his own clothes, so why did he wear a US military uniform this time?

He glanced at the chest badge, which was still from the 101st Airborne Division.

Airborne Division?! Oh my god!

In an instant, Rosen came to his senses. From the scene before him, he knew without asking that they were preparing to parachute.

But the problem is that he has never participated in such an exciting and dangerous activity before. Asking him to jump down from a height of several thousand meters out of the blue is really a bit too much to ask!

"Assistant, can we discuss choosing a new time point for entering this world?"

"No."

"If it doesn't work, at least give me a new identity!"

……

No matter how much Rosen called out in his heart, the assistant no longer responded.

This is really going to kill me! Rosen was so depressed that he wanted to go crazy.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

The next moment, fierce artillery fire rang out without warning. Through the window of the C-47 transport plane, Rosen could see balls of flames flickering in the dark sky, illuminating the surrounding thick clouds exceptionally beautifully.

Blue, green, and red tracer bullets streaked across the night sky, like long whips lashing wildly at the fat and slightly clumsy C-47.

Suddenly, Rosen felt the plane he was sitting on shook unexpectedly.

Ding ding ding ding.

Then there was a series of rapid metallic collision sounds, like the sound of shaking pebbles in a tin can.

"Damn it..." An American soldier diagonally opposite cursed, and then half of his body was beaten to pieces.

Some blood even splashed on Rosen's body.

For the first time, he felt how fucked up it was to be in the air.

Even if one has great skills, he cannot display them in this limited space, like a huge iron coffin, in the cabin.

If the shrapnel from the anti-aircraft gun just now hit me, it’s hard to say whether I could withstand it with my current strength.

The chief flight attendant opened the cabin door.

"Stand up and hook up!"

The red indicator light at the cabin door lit up, illuminating the faces of everyone in the cabin red, as if they were covered in blood.

Rosen stood up like the others and hung the hook connected to the guide parachute on the steel cable.

The ding ding ding ding sound rang out again.

Suddenly, Rosen felt a strong sense of danger sweeping over his heart, and almost instinctively turned his body to avoid the danger.

"Dodge: Level 1, you can sense the incoming long-range attacks through instinct and subconsciously dodge them in time. At the current level, you have a 20% chance of dodging flying attacks."

Whoosh, a shrill sound was heard.

puff.

The guy standing behind Rosen, who kept muttering to himself "God", had half of his neck cut off on the spot.

Although he had escaped the disaster by luck, Rosen still didn't dare to relax, especially he didn't dare to gamble his life on the 20% chance, so he snapped his fingers.

A ray of light that only he could see spread out, but there was nothing special or unusual about it.

But Rosen felt much more at ease.

"Dance, dance."

"If you don't jump, everyone will die!"

……

The paratroopers began to shout.

At this time, they could clearly see from the open cabin door that the anti-aircraft guns below were firing frantically, with tracer bullets of all sizes flashing in the air, some of which were very close to their planes.

Ding ding ding.

The sound of metal collision, like the devil's weird laughter, rang out again.

The next moment, Rosen felt that the scene around him suddenly slowed down.

He could see an irregular piece of shrapnel that had penetrated the skin of the C-47 slowly floating in his direction.

This speed was enough for him to dodge easily, and he also pulled the guy in front of him.

"Slow Arrow: The ranged attacks of enemies in this light will be slowed down, even enough to allow you to race against the enemy's ranged attack weapons. The coverage radius is 13 meters and lasts for 12 seconds. The enemy's ranged attacks are slowed down by 33%. The mana cost is 5."

After a moment, the effect of the slow arrow ends.

The shrapnel flew across most of the cabin and got nailed to the inner wall.

"Let us out."

All the paratroopers were yelling at the top of their lungs; they didn't want to stay in the danger-ridden cabin for even a moment.

The same goes for Rosen.

Even though he had the two skills of dodging and slow arrow, which were enough to deal with most ranged attacks, he still felt that staying in the cabin was not very safe.

Just then, the green light came on, indicating permission for skydiving.

So the paratroopers, who had been impatient for a long time, rushed out of the cabin, just like dumplings being pushed into the pot.

Rosen jumped down as well.

The hook pulled open the guide parachute, and then the main parachute opened with a bang.

Not long after Rosen began to fall, he felt a huge force suddenly pulling him, and his accelerated descent came to an abrupt halt.

The feeling of floating in the wind while hanging on a parachute was very strange, something he had never experienced before.

However, at this time and place, he really had no mood to slowly enjoy this wonderful experience.

Because when looking down from a high vantage point, there are traces of tracer bullets everywhere, and in places that cannot be seen are more anti-aircraft shells.

If you get hit, you'll be completely gone, maybe not even a body left.

However, Rosen did not have much time to sigh, because it only took four or five seconds from opening the parachute to landing.

What was waiting for him was not the thick and soft earth, but a leafy branch.

If it weren't for his low-light vision, which allowed him to see below in the dark night, he would most likely have crashed into it.

If you are lucky, you will get a black eye and a swollen face. If you are unlucky, you may be pierced by the branches and become an unlucky person stuck on the tree for people to sigh: This guy has really bad luck!

Rosen nimbly dodged the oncoming branches and pulled out his saber to cut the parachute rope.

After being freed from the parachute, he landed squarely on a thick branch.

Click.

The huge impact force caused the branch to break.

Rosen was not panicked at all and slid down the branch to the ground.

Phew. He breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he finally landed safely.