'Get down! Get down!' And then, just in case the shout hadn't been heard, it is given again. 'Get down.' They are the only words the officer uses, there is no attempt to enter into a negotiation. Perhaps they are the only suitable words known to him in English.
Now the adrenalin is flowing...fast. On the ledge, the man is still squating, thinking about the fall and about that gun. What did the officer think he was going to do with it? One shot and a dead body would be falling eighty-eight stories instead of a living one.
The PLA officer was still walking towards him. There was no more time to think. But time wasn't really needed. He could either jump or he could get shot and fall. There was only one obvious answer.
He jumped.
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