Huge blocks of ice fell from above our heads and kept hitting us, sometimes even blocking our way. A few of us simply crawled through the narrow angle between the ice block and the ice wall.
We kept running and sliding like this for an hour before we hit the ground heavily and rolled several times before barely stopping.
At this time, the ice crevice above our heads has been completely sealed by the huge ice wall that fell down. It is impossible to return from the original route.
I didn't know what I bumped into, and my head was covered all of a sudden. As soon as I let go of my hand, the flashlight fell, and the light source was lost all of a sudden.
Immediately, I felt darkness in front of my eyes. I don't know whether it was the darkness caused by the disappearance of the light source, or whether my head was completely confused.
I struggled for a few moments while half awake, and then I saw a flashlight light on my left hand side, and dust and ice foam were floating all over the sky, choking us all as if we were suffering from tuberculosis. For a long time, this
It just calmed down a bit.
"Is he still alive? Get him straightened up." Hearing the smell of Northeastern stubble, he knew it was Lao Hei.
As soon as I saw the flashlight moving, a deep voice came: "I'm fine, just a little bruised."
It was obviously Lang Qing who spoke.
I felt like my whole body was being torn apart, and my bones were almost shattered into ice foam. I gasped for breath, and after a while, I managed to say, "I'm not dead yet."
Not far behind me, there was the sound of a furry monkey humming. It looked like he might have been a little injured, but judging from the sound, it shouldn't be serious.
Lang Qing's flashlight flashed over, and sure enough, he saw the hairy monkey holding his ankle and grinning. It seemed that he sprained his foot while running, but along the way, he was under the dual pressure of fear and survival.
I didn't feel it at all.
Now that the critical moment of life and death has passed, the pain begins.
Lang Qing touched his ankle and said, "It's just a little swollen, nothing serious."
He was born as a herdsman in Inner Mongolia, and he is the best at dealing with this kind of fall and sprain. Since he said it was okay, then he said it was okay.
The four of us gathered together, and each of us was a little disappointed, but fortunately it was not serious.
As for Lao Hei, Lang Qing cut a piece of flesh off his face, which saved his life, but also left a hole.
Before the ice crevice collapsed, Lang Qing had already done a simple hemostasis and bandage on him, but after all the trouble, there were signs of blood leaking out. But he was in good condition, and it seemed that he had used it.
Anesthetic, otherwise the pain would be so painful that he would curse his mother.
Now the four of us are in a bit of an awkward situation. Although none of us are seriously injured, the gap above our heads has been smashed by the ice cap. There is no hope of returning the same way, so we can only find another way.
Lang Qing's flashlight swept around, only in front of us, there was a dark tunnel-like crack, which seemed to have been formed by the vibration just now.
We have no other choice now. If we want to find a way out, we have no choice but to go on.
We discussed it and sorted out the supplies we had. We still have one gun and two magazines with no more than forty rounds of ammunition. There are also three Type 67 wooden handle grenades. Those things are here
This place is considered to have heavy firepower, so it probably won't be used easily.
Fortunately, we actually still have two flashlights, one is in Lang Qing's hand, and the other was dug out of Maohouer's bag and is still intact.
But what worried us was that after rummaging through all four of us, we found only two packs of compressed biscuits and a jug of water, which was not enough for four living people.
After realizing the seriousness of the situation, we discussed it and concluded that the matter had reached a point where there was no need to delay, so we set off immediately to find a way out.
The road cut out of the ice crevice dropped to a 30-degree slope. We drove along this downslope for five or six hours without seeing any sign of an exit.
But now, the number of ice blocks on the ice wall has been significantly reduced, a large number of dark brown rocks can be seen, and the temperature here has also increased significantly. Obviously, we are now very close to the snow line.
After walking for another seven hours or so, the ice crevice completely disappeared and was replaced by a huge mountain crack.
The rocks in the cracks in the mountain were weird and jagged, hanging above our heads with claws and claws, as if they would pounce down at any time.
After nearly twelve hours of rapid marching, we didn't get any water, and several of us were almost exhausted. By the end, we were already numb, and we just subconsciously moved forward step by step.
However, this huge underground crack is just a road in Huashan. After walking down it for more than ten hours, there is not even a larger branch road. In fact, we have no choice at all.
This underground fissure is not completely straight. According to our feeling, we have been walking downward and toward the northeast. After several turns, we are now probably turning due south.
After another two hours, the road under our feet had obviously changed. It was no longer as bumpy as before. What shocked us even more was that there were stone steps on some extremely steep slopes.
There are traces of artificial construction everywhere.
Calculating that we are now deep underground with a negative altitude, more than a few thousand meters below the majestic Qilian Mountains, there are traces of artificial excavation, which is hard for us to accept anyway.
When I was immersed in shock, I suddenly heard Maohouer exclaiming: "Squad leader, look, what is that?"
At this time, not only Lao Hei, but also Lang Qing and I were attracted by his words. Following the direction of his finger, a huge rectangular bronze block suddenly appeared in front of us.
The proportions of that thing are really like a bronze coffin, but it is also too huge, with a height of five meters and a length of more than ten meters.
The huge bronze coffin was suspended in mid-air about ten meters high. We could only vaguely distinguish its appearance by relying on the only flashlight light from below.
Seen from below, it is suspended in mid-air by four copper chains at the four corners. The four giant copper chains at the four corners are as thick as a person and extend diagonally upward in different directions.
The place where the copper chain is inlaid is too high, beyond the lighting range of the flashlight, so the specific situation cannot be seen clearly.
And at the bottom of the huge copper coffin, one third of the way to the front, a copper chain penetrated from the inside, then fell to the ground, extending deeper into the darkness.