Seeing that stone, my mood is like a person who has been drifting on the sea holding a wooden board for several days suddenly sees an isolated island. Being able to hide behind a boulder can at least recover a little physical strength.
Less than thirty or forty meters away from the giant rock, Zhang Ling reminded Jia Sidao, who led the way in front of him, and said: "It doesn't seem to be right, I don't feel right!"
Jia Sidao reacted very swiftly. Hearing what Zhang Ling said, without saying anything, he drew out his hunting knife and threw it at the huge rock with all his strength.
I saw the steady giant rock suddenly skyrocketed, and his figure rose a lot, and then ran away with a creepy sound, stomping the mountain in the wind.
"What is that?" I asked in surprise.
"It's a snowman."
"Ah? Why does the snowman appear here?" I continued to ask.
Jia Sidao said: "The Snowman is very smart. He is pretending to be a rock, waiting for us to go to the trap. Once we get close to it just now, because of the difference in shape and strength, there will be no chance to fight back."
After speaking, Jia Sidao suddenly said: "Follow it!"
Big eyes surprised and asked: "Follow it? Why?"
Jia Sidao said: "Idiot! The extreme wind speed of this westerly zone, the snowman lives in this area all year round, must be familiar with the road conditions, and follow it to have the hope of surviving!"
Stepping in the direction of the snowman’s escape, the west wind is gradually decreasing. The lower the wind speed, the faster our speed will be. However, the snowman’s mountain-like figure gradually fades in the mist. Once the sign of this activity is lost, we Will also be permanently lost in the west wind belt of death.
Jia Sidao resisted the westerly wind, and told everyone: "If this goes on, we will soon lose the position of the snowman. Another stronger wind group is forming. Before that we can't find shelter, no one. To survive. We have to take a risk!"
Zhang Ling said, "Let's talk, what are we going to do?"
Jia Sidao said: "Now the wind cannot blow us off the ground. At this time, we don't need the main rope, but only need the seat belts between the team members to move forward at full speed with the thrust of the westerly wind."
There was a brief silence for a few seconds, Jia Sidao's suggestion was too risky. Don’t tighten the main rope with the fixed point, and move forward with the strength of several people. If it happens again just now
Such a rope dragon incident was the result of the entire army being wiped out.
Moreover, this suggestion is based on the fact that we can definitely find the valleys between the peaks. If we can't find them, even if we desperately cross the west wind belt, how can we turn around
Jia Sidao was anxious and asked, "You guys are talking, maybe we only have one or two minutes, and we can't delay a moment!"
I said, "Goddaddy, listen to you."
Big Eye also said: "Just do as you say!"
Zhang Ling glanced at us and said, "Then cut the rope!"
The rope was cut, and we suddenly felt that the huge pulling force against the westerly wind suddenly loosened, and we all rushed forward involuntarily under the blow of the westerly wind.
West Wind used its last breath, like a duck rushing back to the cage, to make the steps of this group of people who are connected in a line slippery and staggering.
We are like players participating in cooperative sports, all tied to a rope. If any one of them cannot keep pace with everyone, the whole team may be dragged down.
If we are climbing and pulling the main rope forward, it can be compared to sailing in the flood. But at this moment, we are more like riding a plank with a broken mast. The direction is no longer controlled, and we can only listen to the westerly wind.
Maybe hope is right ahead, maybe it's death, but who is thinking about it at this moment? Everyone only knows to run, to run at full strength, and only to keep up with the speed of the wind, the body can be under their own control.
It is impossible to judge how thick the fog is. To make matters worse, the snowman's body finally disappeared in the fog, and could not be found again.
I don't know how long I ran, but later it almost became an instinctive runaway. It was not clear whether the wind was pushing me or I was running.
The frozen soil under the feet gradually turned into ice stains, the ice stains piled up into snow blankets, the snow blankets turned into snow jackets, and the snow jackets gradually changed into snow troughs. Deep foot and shallow foot, running and rolling, the sound of thumping and rolling down one after another .
With a "pounce", the big eyes that ran in front of me fell in the snow, and then avoided me, who had fallen, holding his hands high like the Statue of Liberty in the United States, and hissed, "We are out!"
I lifted my face from the snow, ignoring the snowflakes on my face, I saw in front of me,
In the mushroom-like snow pile, there was a crack in the middle of the umbrella cover.
At least here, no westerly wind can be felt, and the west wind belt of death has become a noun of the past tense for us.
We cast thankful eyes to Jia Sidao. Jia Sidao stood in the kneeless snow, panting slightly, although he was wearing a hood, the smile in his eyes could still be seen.
Big Eye said: "The snowman should have disappeared near here, and we should really thank it for leading us."
Jia Sidao ignored Big Eye's words, but looked along the crack. Only above the crack in the snow pile, the bare black rock was exposed.
He said encouragingly: "Don't stop, everyone, rush over the last two hundred meters! We will be able to reach the summit soon."
I also reacted, stretched out my hands and raised my big eyes, and said, "Get up!"
Jia Sidao steadily pointed to the top of the peak, and we began to climb to the top slowly and with difficulty.
As for the snowman who brought us out, none of us mentioned it again, not because everyone didn't think about it, but because that thing represents danger, and it may even be more dangerous than death westerly.
There is a layer of soil directly below this snow crack, and the gap between the two banks is like a high cliff wall, which blocks the wind. The climb to the top was originally the most difficult and dangerous part of the journey, but it became the safest and easiest part of the journey.
When I was halfway through the climb, my earphones suddenly heard a "sand" noise. Before I could speak, Zhang Ling immediately asked: "There is interference in the electronic signal, what is your reaction?"
I immediately said: "Yes."
Big eyes froze for a moment, and said, "There is noise."
I took off the helmet, unplugged the oxygen inhaler, and breathed slightly. The cold air on the snow top was heartbreaking.
Jia Sidao also removed the helmet early and said: "It is a strong magnetic field response. This peak may contain huge magnetic field energy. Some natural magnetic rocks can shield all electronic signals. We met in the temple. The same."
Deep anxiety flashed in Zhang Ling's eyes and said, "Don't leave each other's field of vision. Once you leave, you may not be able to find it."
When we climbed to the top of the snow-capped mountain, it was already a step too late, and the whole mountain was covered by the mist.
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