"Extend from here and try to compact the surrounding area so it won't collapse easily."
In the pit, Yao Jun plowed the snow according to Bifang's instructions. Jarrett threw the snow out behind him, and soon a small snowdrift piled up inside the confined space.
After digging for about ten minutes, Yao Jun loosened his hands and collapsed directly into the hole. He stuck out his tongue and gasped. He swallowed and said: "I can't do it anymore. I really can't do it. It's too narrow. My waist is too narrow."
It’s almost broken, let’s replace it, let’s replace it.”
Hearing this, Jarrett got out of the cave and pulled out Yao Jun. Bifang took the headlight and looked into the cave.
"How long have you been digging now? I feel like nothing has changed. Dogs can dig faster than you."
Yao Jun bit off his gloves and shook his hands: "I can't do it any more. The posture is too tiring. Standing tall and pulling at the snow will make you useless."
"Let me do it." Rob put on his gloves and crawled in along the entrance of the cave. Then Tenzin followed behind him and plowed the snow. The snowdrift in the cave continued to grow.
Yao Jun took out an energy bar from his arms and said vaguely while refusing, "Why don't you dig a bigger hole?"
"If you dig it too big, it will collapse easily." Bi Fang also sat down next to him, took out a stick of energy gel and sucked it into his mouth. The cold energy gel slid into his stomach, and it didn't take long for him to feel the heat.
My limbs are always feeling better, and my stiff muscles feel much better.
Compared with energy bars, energy gels are easier to digest and bring heat to the body quickly.
"I see that the igloos you built before are much bigger than this one. Why don't they collapse?"
"First of all, I have never built an igloo. Mohe was a snow nest that time. Do you understand snow nest? Snow nest, snow house, and igloo. These are three different things. The time to build them increases in sequence, and the quality also goes from poor to poor.
Well, sometimes a good igloo can take even a day to complete. A simple snow nest may only take a few hours, but even a simple snow nest is built entirely with tamped snow, so the structure is of course more stable."
There is no snow to cover everyone, and it is still covered with dry snow. It is not easy to compact the surrounding area. If the internal space is slightly larger, it will easily collapse.
"Look at what we have here, it is round. The round structure is as strong as an egg, so it can be so big without collapsing. Moreover, the Eagle Head Ice Slope is supported like a beam."
Bi Fang raised his head. Under the illumination of the headlight, the audience could clearly see that the internal space was circular, and the eagle-headed eagle on the ice slope carried large amounts of snow.
"Hey, that means we are lucky. I don't know what happened to the others. It's probably more bad than good."
Yes, although Eagle Head Ice Slope is not uncommon, how many people can hide under it before the avalanche?
What's more, the Khumbu Glacier is full of cracks, large and small, so you have to be cautious about escaping. Even if you are not buried by an avalanche, you may fall into an ice cave, and you will still have a narrow escape.
Rob, who was digging a hole, heard the conversation behind him, and the movements of his hands couldn't help but slow down a lot. Yeah, what should the others do?
My good friend Fisher set off with the team, maybe less than a hundred meters behind them, and the corresponding fate was indeed very different.
Making the sign of the cross on his chest, Rob swept the snow out from under him.
Hope God bless.
In the dark ice cave, a figure curled up and trembled.
Fisher rested his head on the ice wall and breathed heavily. The hot breath from his mouth spat out on the smooth ice surface and quickly condensed into frost.
Cold, unprecedented cold, his body was getting colder inch by inch, every breath meant the loss of heat, hypothermia fell on him, and the ticking sound of the watch could be heard silently in the cracks, every minute and second
All life is passing by.
"Cough cough, cough cough."
His throat seemed to be blocked by something. Fisher tried his best to cough out, and spit out the warm and rusty lumps. He lowered his head, and under the light of the headlight, his black gloves were stained with scarlet.
Thick blood clots.
Ten minutes ago, an avalanche struck, and everyone couldn't hear Fisher's command at all. They hurriedly untied the ropes and fled in all directions.
Unlike Bi Fang's team, people's instincts in chaos will take the high ground and even close their brains to isolate outside information. Therefore, Bi Fang didn't waste any time, stretched out his hand to grab the rope and directly used the strongest means to think on their behalf.
Although Fisher has rich mountaineering experience, he has obviously not experienced too many life and death crises. It is very difficult for him to stay calm. He cannot lead others to avoid crises as decisively and confidently as Bifang. If something goes wrong,
He could no longer control the team members, and the instincts of everyone in the team were fully unleashed, running away like a group of frightened rabbits.
In desperation, Fisher could only run for his own life, but before he could run very far, the ground beneath his feet gave way, and the whole person fell directly into darkness, and then Fisher's face was smashed to the ground.
During the fall, Fisher instinctively stretched out his right hand, trying to pierce the ice with the ax to slow down his fall, but the weight of his rapidly falling body pulled his arm out of the shoulder socket, leaving a
A pile of broken bones and torn soft tissue.
The fall stopped with the crunching of bones.
"I'm going to die," Fisher thought.
"Maybe he's dead." Fisher thought again.
He could feel his lungs rising and falling, trying to breathe the wind into his body, and every gasp brought a sharp pain.
Looking down, he found that his legs were hanging in the air. He landed on an ice shelf suspended above the darkness. There was a pale blue-white halo above his head, and he could not move.
But for now, he's alive.
The existence of his left hand completely disappeared. Not only that, but many ribs may have been broken. Who knows how deep this crack is.
Now his biggest wish is to drink a cup of hot coffee.
Looking around, Fisher realized he was not on a platform extending out of the crack, but rather a block of ice that had fallen out of the crack and become stuck between the walls.
How long will it remain wedged in a constantly moving, ever-changing glacier?
Fisher's body swayed slightly, testing his limits. A sharp pain spread throughout his body, making him dizzy and making every breath painful. He touched his face and found that the wounds on his eye sockets and forehead were frozen.
Yes, the bleeding stopped temporarily.
It took Fisher nearly ten minutes to straighten himself up and twist to a safe perch on the ice.
The simple movement made him panting, and the cold air spurted out from the depths of the glacier. He could already feel his body shaking, his fingers freezing, and he soon became numb.
He reached into his arms with his right hand and took out his cell phone.
no signal.
The snow layer is too thick, or the cracks are too deep, and there is no signal for mobile phones.
It was impossible to wait for rescue. In his current state, it wouldn't be long before he would freeze to death or fall to death.
Above Fisher's head, the snow was soft; air from the cracks condensed on the walls, leaving a surface of creamy consistency.
The width of the crack was about two and a half meters, but when Fisher looked to the right, he saw that the crack on the left seemed to be narrowing. If he was lucky, it might be narrow enough for him to climb up in a "chimney style".
Or let your body get stuck in the crack and climb up with only one hand.
With his free right hand, Fisher held an ax at eye level, shuffled to the right, kicked his crampons into the ice, then reached across his body with the same hand to bring the other ax as far as he could.
The ground was placed on the far left. When he held the first axe, shifted his weight, and then grabbed the second axe with his right hand, the pain in his body made him scream, but he could only endure it.
But when Fisher lowered his head, the headlight illuminated a dark blue, and in the light, he was stunned by a familiar figure.