Wangshan walks down the horse, and the sea is endless!
In the dark and gloomy front, the low mountain that suddenly protruded, shaped like an isolated grave in the world, is located in the depths of the pattered rain curtain, seemingly close in front of you, but the three of them walked swiftly and breathed a sigh of relief. I walked for more than half an hour without breathing, but still can't get closer, as if we have been on the same spot... ..
As soon as I raised my hand, I stood still first.
Focusing the flashlight to the extreme, I still can't see the situation of the lonely mountain on the opposite side. The gloomy rain over the sky seems to have cast a heavy black veil on that mountain.
Turning his head and looking again, he found that Rapp's face was also covered with a deep chill at this time. He was next to the snowman, lowered his voice and said to me: "Little boss, the situation is a bit strange! Let's leave. For a long time, the mountain looked like it hadn’t moved at all... We... Didn't we meet... The legendary ghost hit the wall? "
I shook my head and lowered my voice, and said to him: "A ghost hits the wall? I don't see it, where is the ghost where the bird doesn't shit?"
"However, this situation is indeed a bit embarrassing, and I am not sure about it now..."
While I was talking, I asked Rapp to take out the spare flashlight and carefully photographed the wet frozen ground under my feet, to make sure it was a simple way for a ghost to hit the wall.
There are many opinions on the principle of the supernatural phenomenon of ghost hitting the wall, but its function is always only one, and that is to let people go around in place!
We followed the marks left by the old bandits and tracked them all the way!
The old guy is experienced and cautious, and the marks left are extremely traceable!
Every 50 meters or so, he would build up a small pile of rocks, arranged in the shape of corners, squares, circles, platforms, and columns, and cyclically change every two hundred and fifty meters.
The first stone block at the beginning was built in the shape of a product, which means that this is their first lap;
After entering the next cycle, the order of the stone cubes will become square, corner, round, platform, column;
Also, on the second lap, a mark representing'two' will be made on the first stone, and so on. As long as there is no external interference, this mark will never make a mistake.
Right now, it has been almost an hour since we discovered the mountain. Regardless of the rain factor, the three of them walked less than four kilometers at most.
I remember that when Lonely Mountain appeared, we were in the "four" cycle. According to the mark tracking method left by the old bandits, during the period, we should have gone through two cycles.
At this time, Rapp and I searched for a half circle nearby, and found a spelled out number'seven' on a stone platform. At the moment, the possibility of a ghost hitting the wall was ruled out.
Rapp listened to my analysis and verified with his own eyes that we have indeed been moving forward along the mark. With pale and indifferent expressions, he barely relaxed a little, and sighed, "Oh, scared me to death. It's not a ghost hitting the wall." ... Little boss, what kind of ghost is the strange mountain in front of me? It doesn't look far away, why can't I go all the way?"
"good?"
I shook my head with a heavy heart and said, "Brother Rapp, this is not good at all! If we meet a ghost hitting a wall, follow the old method and walk forward with bored eyes. Sooner or later, we will be able to go out! But now, we are even on the opposite side. The situation of the mountain is not clear, what is fortunate?"
When I was reminded, Rapp became bored and anxiously said: "I said the little boss, over there, is it the kind of mirage that is visible and intangible?"
"I've heard people say before, that stuff seems to be quite common on our side..."
When he said that, I felt even more hopeless!
Damn it, don't let this guy talk about it, right
The terrain and environment here meet the conditions for forming a mirage!
Especially the weird rain that fell in the early morning seems to be quite freezing on the body, but this place is originally a snowfield sandwiched between two snow mountains. After the rain, it will increase the local temperature, which also meets the temperature conditions for the formation of a mirage. .
If this is the case, will the old bandits be misled by this mysterious and deadly illusion and have been walking towards the deepest part of the wasteland
The more I think about it, the more I feel chilled. At the end of the wasteland, no one knows what is going on, icebergs and snowy seas, cold valleys and forests
Since the team has not yet reached Gang Rinpoche, all of our weapons and equipment are bought from Meng Gantang. The only thing that can barely catch the eye is the small pistol that Meng Gantang obtained for Zhao Jiao's group of nizi last time on the endless sea incident, and we took it with us before we set off.
In the morning, before the old bandit and Yu Mingjie left, they only equipped with two torches and two pistols. These guys who are struggling to fight birds alone, if they really get lost in the snow under the iron curtain, they will inevitably encounter all kinds of The beasts and monsters that haunt the snow-capped mountains, maybe another snowman comes, that basically has been sentenced to death!
When I think of this, I don’t dare to consume it anymore. No matter what the strange mountain is, it doesn’t matter anymore. I must find those two guys as soon as possible... ..
I secretly drew my saber in my hand and threw the speargun to Rapp. Only Rapp can exert the greatest power. Holding the flashlight in the other hand, I gestured to the snowman next to him and let it go forward. open circuit.
Rapp and I were half a step behind from left and right, and the guards were behind it. The two people and the beast formed a formation of sharp knives. Following the marks left on the ground, they once again ran towards the strange mountain in the distance.... ..
Every time I pass by a small stone, the worry in my heart grows stronger.
After more than half an hour of walking and running forward, my heart has fallen to the bottom, and I raised my hand and shouted at the snowman who opened the road in front of me. I gritted my teeth and looked at the foot, one made of stones. Number-eleven, rushed to Lapu with a hoarse voice: "Brother Lapu, you plan the route for us along the way. How deep is the snowy field where we are now?"
Lapp is particularly sensitive to map numbers, and he said without hesitation: "Little boss, this snowy field is not clearly marked on the map, but since it is on the floodplain belt of Maquan River, the depth is more than 130 kilometers at most! "
"Plus, we came directly from the river. Due to the terrain and natural factors, the impact zone on the left bank should be wider than the right bank where we are."
"According to my preliminary estimate, the length of this snowfield should be between forty kilometers and fifty kilometers!"
When I heard the two numbers that Rapp finally held out, I was relieved at first:
Fortunately, according to the indication of the mark, our current position is about 15 kilometers away from the river bank at most, and it is still in the middle of the wasteland.
But immediately, Rapp continued: "Little boss, the range of numbers I mentioned has a lot of speculation factors. Generally, like this sloped valley impact zone, the alluvial plains on both sides will never be equal. The area of the plains in the tilting direction is often very different from the area in the uplift direction, and it may even be the number of four to one or five to one."
"The wasteland where we are currently located is in the upwardly inclined part of the entire impact zone, and its area may be much smaller than I estimated... So... "
I waited for him to finish, and the whole person was blown up directly: "Damn, when is Brother Rapp, are you still playing this clever trick of writing? Don't be the damn thing, say to the worst, Quickly report me an accurate number!"
"twenty!"
Lapp gritted his teeth and said loudly: "In the worst case, this ice sheet is only 20 kilometers long, which is better than 30 kilometers. It is difficult to exceed this range! Moreover, it is next to the Himalayas and the snow hills at the junction of the mountain plains. Chuan may still occupy part of the area..."
I heard this, my mind buzzed, and there was a blank for a short time, and then my voice was trembling after recovery: "You, you mean, here, here may have been at the foot of the Himalayas? Old bandits and them ...Have already entered the mountain?"
Lappman claimed that he looked ahead with an unknown look under the white light of the flashlight, and continued: "Little boss, there is one more thing, I may...I already know...that strange mountain. What's going on..." (End of this chapter)