Although the view was dark, Ling Qingyu could still see her girls and several teams below. They had installed reflectors with tiny light sources, which Ling Qingyu's enhanced vision could make out as a faint line. Her eyes were not ordinary. She rotated herself to face the direction of their destination, spreading her limbs to slow down the fall and increase the horizontal distance covered on the ground, trailing behind the others.
Wind brushed against her skin, but everyone was equipped with headsets as ear protection, nullifying the loud noise.
"Last person out of the plane," said Ling Qingyu over the radio.
Communication between personnel during a skydive was possible with a push-button equipped on the palm, provided the words remained succinct and clear.
"Copied. Watch us from above and act as needed. Remember, you are to follow my trail," Tang Ziyi replied.
"Understood."
Tang Ziyi then addressed the other teams, "Sitrep, Kilos."
