"Damn it! You will fall to death! I said this method is not reliable!"
I'm dead, I can't go up this time, and I can't go down. This is because it has to be air-dried to hang here.
I don’t know how much it will be after air-drying, but I can’t air-dry it naturally. I need to be dehydrated first. I was hanging on the way, being a crazy thinker, and there was a violent shaking from the rope below.
That is Gu Tang is climbing up.
In the current situation, it is extremely difficult to climb up the ropes, with almost no relay points, relying entirely on arm strength.
In my heart, why a group of people are so powerful one by one.
"Officer Gu! Do you want to climb up? I can't. I'll fall down halfway through the climb." I shouted, "Or you should go up first and then pull me up? But how do you get around me?" If I knew it, I went down first.
"No! Don't bypass you," Gu Tang shouted, "I think of a way!"
He had already crawled under my feet at this time, rustling he didn't know what he was doing there.
"Have you eaten deep-fried dough sticks?" he asked as he rustled underneath.
"Youtiao? Have you eaten it, soy juice, soy bean juice!" My mouth came out of water, "Soy juice, delicious."
I remembered the days when I was a child. "My hometown is in Beijing. I used to eat fried dough sticks every morning. I eat leftovers in the morning at noon, and leftovers at noon in the evening."
Gu Tang seemed to smile, and he was still rustling something there, "Do you know how you make fried dough sticks?" He said, "Just rub a piece of white noodles, and then it will become a blow. ."
Then he continued: "After kneading the noodles, we need to fold them in half, and then deep-fry them, so the fried dough sticks we bought look like two twisted together, but in fact there is only one folded in half."
"What do you want to say? Is it really good to discuss the handmade method of my country's traditional gourmet fried dough sticks and the deceptiveness of their quantity at this time?" I shouted.
"In fact, our current climbing rope is similar to youtiao, and it is also screwed together by two parts." He said.
"You mean..." I paused. "You are splitting the rope into two parts to extend its length?"
Gu Tang rustled for a long time, "Yes, I thought it was too simple. This rope is very tough and not easy to take apart."
"If it is easy to take apart, it will be a problem." I was speechless. "Can it be called a climbing rope if it is easy to take apart?"
The two people hung in the air for an unknown period of time. It is estimated that it is midnight. A small piece of moonlight is shining in the depths of the mountain, and a slight cold wind blows by, occasionally bringing a wisp of dust on the cliff wall.
"All right."
Finally, Gu Tang's relieved voice came from below.
"Don't move, I'll go down first, I'm afraid half of the rope can't bear the weight of two people." He said.
Gu Tang's method is actually very simple. Split the lower rope into two parts to extend the length of the rope, but the disadvantages of doing so are also obvious. The possibility of rope breakage will be greatly increased, and the risk factor will be higher.
Gu Tang slowly slid down.
I turned my head to look at him with difficulty, with a touch of light, slowly blending into the darkness below.
The rope was trembling violently, and I seemed to hear a sour squeak.
Only one small spot is left underneath.
Finally, with a dull sound of heavy objects falling from below, the trembling of the rope stopped.
For a moment, the silence was terrible. (End of this chapter)