Chapter 387: Being Your Comrade-in-Arms Was My Honor

Daniel Lyson watched him with a grin. "Cousin, did you ever play dodgeball when you were a kid?" Leighton Jauncy froze for a beat, then nodded. "Yeah, of course. But what the hell does that have to do with parachuting?" Daniel chuckled. "Same principle." He turned and barked orders. "Move. Pile up a ramp here, three to four meters high. Fast. I want at least five of them!" No one understood what he was getting at, but they still yanked out their entrenching shovels and rushed in, digging like...