Blue and White Society Chapter 33

  Chapter 33 Flight Suit

   It's easy for Mo Poor to fly, but if he wants to fly safely, comfortably and conveniently, he needs the assistance of equipment.

  If possible, Mo Poor would like to buy a wing suit directly and modify it himself.

  But wingsuits cannot be bought directly, only customized, and wingsuit flight qualifications also require extremely strict conditions, not everyone can buy them.

  Just as all helicopters have to apply for routes in the country, all private flying objects are divided into altitudes, and if they exceed the altitude, they will be restricted by flight management regulations.

  In China, flying in the sky is not controlled, only...animals.

  So the flight suit that Mo Poor wants to design for himself must also have the function of biological camouflage, so that he can soar in the sky like a big bird.

   It doesn't matter if you can't buy wingsuits, you can modify it with a skydiving suit. Except for the extremely low sliding ratio, the skydiving suit has all the functions that Mo Poor needs.

  First of all, it is made of nylon material, which has a good thermal effect. It is light and comfortable to wear next to the skin, and it is also moisture-proof and waterproof. It can also be used in rainy days.

  However, Mo Poor still didn't know how to use it in rainy weather, and he was killed by a thunderbolt.

  Secondly, protective helmets, altimeters, and umbrella backpacks are also useful. After shopping around, Mo Poor has purchased all the equipment needed for skydiving.

   Also includes some air bags, catheters, exhaust valves and other materials. And various coating paints, and simulated coats.

  At night, he stayed in the hotel and was obsessed with making flight suits. He equipped the skydiving suit with built-in airbags, which were located on the arms, legs and behind the chest.

   I have to say that this thing looks like a wingsuit when it is made, but it only looks like it. If you actually use it, you will have to fall to your death.

  Whether it is skydiving or wingsuit flying, it must be equipped with a parachute.

  However, Mo Poor directly removed the umbrella bag.

  This parachute bag has a system. When it detects that the main parachute is not opened normally at a certain height, the system will automatically cut off the main parachute and activate the backup parachute.

  This system has excellent performance for safety, but the function is monotonous, and it is only used for skydiving.

  Mo Poor didn't need to skydive, so he directly changed the automatic parachute opener connected to it to an automatic exhaust valve.

  His major is mechanical design and manufacturing. Although he can't make any complicated machinery, a simple airbag exhaust device is still possible.

  Through modification, he used this system to make a normally closed airbag for the flight suit, so that the air he blows in would not come out, and then drove him to fly.

  When you don't need the air arrow, or want to change the direction of the air arrow, you can directly deflate the airbag through the original parachute opening device.

  After deflation, the system will continue to return to the normally closed state to maintain the air bag seal.

   There are two specific control methods. Through the six buttons on the finger, the six air valves can be controlled respectively.

   There is also a pull button on the waist, which can release all airbags in one go.

   "Got it... try the effect first."

  Mo Poor put on his flight suit, put on his helmet, and blow air directly at the No. 1 tube connected to the helmet.

   Number one corresponds to the airbag on the back, number two is the chest, number three and four are the hands, and number five and six are the legs.

  In order to prevent the air from flowing back, the air he blows into the catheter, as long as it enters the airbag, cannot come out again, unless the air is released before it can be reinjected.

  Because it was an indoor experiment, he played very lightly.

  Feeling the airbag on his back bulge slightly, Mo Poor stopped blowing, and then there was a breeze blowing on his face, which was a part of the gas that hadn't entered the airbag, rushed out of the duct, blown across his face and left.

   "Floating up..."

  Mo Poor's body rose slowly, leaning slightly forward, slowly rising at a rate of a few centimeters per second.

  He blew air again in mid-air. This time he felt strength in his chest, and his body immediately began to move sideways. At the same time, he pressed the No. 1 exhaust valve, and then re-injected air.

  You can experience the two airbags on the back of the chest, one pushes him forward, and the other faces obliquely upwards, driving him to slowly fly to the window.

   "It's very easy to operate, but there must be no mistakes in the landing point. If the control of the hand, brain and mouth is uncoordinated, and there is a misoperation, it is easy to tear the flight suit..."

   "So this is suitable for open areas, not too narrow places, otherwise, I will not be able to control it."

  After Mo Poor practiced repeatedly for an hour, he immediately painted the flight suit.

  First of all, paint it to look like a bird, especially the helmet, and put on the simulated headgear to directly become the head of an eagle.

  A pair of wings are inserted in the back, and the legs are covered with decorations similar to tail feathers. At least from a distance, as long as the feet do not split randomly, it still looks like a bird.

  This kind of camouflage can only be seen from a distance, not up close.

  It is just to prevent someone from seeing his little black shadow in the sky and discovering that it is a human form.

  Once you observe him at close range, you don't look like a bird, but like a monster.

   Yes, this flight suit is only suitable for high-altitude flying.

  At night, Mo Qiong retreated from his room and hurried on his way overnight.

  He ascended from the suburbs, rushed all the way to the top of the clouds at 1,500 meters, and then began to fly flat.

   "The South is all about the humidity..."

  Mo Poor took out a towel from the small backpack at his waist and stuffed it into the eagle's mouth.

  I have to wipe my helmet with this from time to time along the way.

   Otherwise, there will be water drops in front of his eyes, and he can hardly see anything clearly.

   After flying for a long time, even the rag is wet.

"It's really beautiful to see the moon in the sky." During the smooth flight, Mo Poor didn't need any manipulations. At this height, even without air arrows, he could still glide at a small angle. Operate slowly.

   Even, after he is proficient, he can look around and even adjust his body posture wantonly during high-speed flight.

  In fact, he can fly sitting, lying down, or standing up.

   This flight suit is just a container, propelled by air arrows, flying around him, and it doesn't have much to do with his posture.

   His flight relies on landmarks, such as directly landing on Mount Tai, then he will fly in the direction of Mount Tai.

  After finding that I have deviated too far from the target I really want to go through GPS, I let go of the air, reset a landing point, and change the adjustment channel such as Songshan.

  Mo Poor flew all the way leisurely, enjoying the feeling of flying.

  Different from the last time, this time he bypassed all the cities, and then all walked the mountains.

  Gan Province is already mountainous, and I don't know how many beautiful mountains and rivers I passed along the way. Unfortunately, it was too dark, and he flew too high to see clearly.

   During the flight, he could only look at the black mountains in the hazy clouds.

  He was concentrating so as not to hit a mountain on his path.

   After flying for more than three hours, it was more than four o'clock in the morning, the darkest time before dawn.

   "Huh?" Mo Poor felt that he saw something in the past.

   When he turned his head and searched as hard as he could, he found that the high mountain beside him, about 100 meters away from him, was lit with lights, forming several beams of light, sweeping back and forth towards the sky.

   "There are people..." Mo Poor was astonished. How could there be so many people at four o'clock in the morning on this dark mountain?

  I saw many people on the top of the mountain looking up and pointing.

  He hurriedly shifted to the right, distanced himself from the mountain, and pretended to be a big bird.

  With such a little visibility, the opponent can see at most a bird-shaped black shadow.

  The distance is less than 100 meters. Although the opponent can't see his reality clearly, he must be able to see the abnormality of his body shape.

  It's too big, how can there be such a big bird in the world? Nearly two meters from head to tail, did the ostrich take off?

  As long as the sense of sight distance is not too bad, people will have these doubts.

   "It seems to be a scenic spot, but it's so dark, what are these people coming out to see...uh..."

  Suddenly, Mo Poor suddenly thought that there would indeed be people going up the mountain at this hour of the morning.

  Because in about half an hour, the sky will be bright, and you can see the sunrise on the mountain.

  Many people like to climb up the mountain in the middle of the night, waiting for the process of the dawn light appearing in the clouds and mists in the dark world, shining through the mountains and rivers.

  Mo Poor watched the lights bouncing up and down from a distance, and the faint light of the mobile phone was also beating, so he knew that someone must be holding the mobile phone and jumping.

  He was wearing a helmet, so he couldn't hear the sound at all, but he also knew that someone must be exclaiming about this huge flying bird.

   "Pay attention to the scenic spots and bypass them all,"

  Mo Poor began to maneuver carefully, shuttling between the mountains.

  Wherever he looked, his body flew there, turning and turning, and gradually flew over this mountainous area.

   "Well, it should be regarded as a monster."

   "Did you see clearly? Flying so fast!"

   "It must be alive anyway, our lights scared it away."

   "I didn't expect there to be such a big bird in Sanqing Mountain."

   "There is no such big bird in the world that flies so fast. Well, it is simply a divine sculpture."

   "Condors can't fly..."

   "That's because it eats too much fat!"

  The tourists on the top of the mountain talked a lot, and some of them went around asking others if they took pictures.

  It was too dark, and they could only see birds with their naked eyes.

   It always felt that it was big and fast, and they could still hear the whistling sound coming from the night sky.

   Someone took the photo, but it was clearer only when the light was not turned on at first.

  After turning on the light, the beam of light swayed wildly, but the picture was not clear.

   "At such a long distance, the darker it is, the more difficult it is to take pictures with lights, and it is impossible to see."

   "My picture is still the clearest, at least the outline can be seen clearly, and it can be seen firmly that it is a huge bird."

   "Share with friends."

   "I posted on Weibo, you can follow me."

   An hour later, as the tourists on the mountain spread, the tourists near the bottom of the mountain also knew about it.

  They all regarded it as a miraculous event, and many regretted not getting up early to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise, otherwise they would have seen the divine sculpture that was bigger than a human.

  At eight o'clock in the morning, Mo Poor was sitting in a breakfast shop eating something while looking at his phone, and finally found the relevant post.

  After finding out that he was being seen, Mo Poor paid close attention to what happened afterwards.

  He landed at five o'clock, and then began to pay attention to the local post bar, the post bar of travel friends, and he didn't see it until now.

   "Divine sculpture?"

   "Is it really just a black shadow? In this case, it's not even a monster..."

   Mo Poor looked at his photo, then flipped through the comments below.

  Some joked that it was a monster, and some guessed it was a genetic mutation, or a bird with macrosomia.

   No one was terrified, and no one went to ask the bottom line.

  Things of this level have long been immune to modern people, not to mention that it has no other miracles except for its size.

   Actually, it doesn't matter even if it is regarded as a monster. In this era, you can see monsters everywhere, gods and men everywhere, and UFOs everywhere.

   Could it be true?

   Mo Poor thought to himself, even if he was treated as a monster, he would at most be a material for the editor of the shock department.

  As long as there is no real hammer, you don't even have the qualifications of Shangxing Satellite TV.

   Even if there are photos and videos, they will be questioned and eventually become a joke.

  Even if the witnesses believed in their own eyes, could they still find him? Who knows who this fly over is? What species is it? Where do you live? What is the ID number?

   It is impossible for the witnesses to chase Mo Poor. Even if there are a few who think too much, they really treat this as a monster. At most, they will remain in awe of the world for the rest of their lives, and have nothing to do with Mo Poor.

   These days, unless something big happens, who really cares what that fly is...

  (end of this chapter)

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