Chapter 9 Chapter 8 Melting

Han Xiaoqiang once received a distress signal from a woman on the plane, speaking with a Shaanxi accent, and then the signal was cut off.After so long, I thought the woman was killed, but I didn't expect that she had nine lives, and she is still alive and well.Since that woman can survive, so can we, why can't Yang Ning?But now three months have passed, even if Yang Ning survived the crash, she has no food supplies, and it is impossible to live for three months.Moreover, there is no evidence to prove that Yang Ning's plane crashed in the snow mountain, maybe it was somewhere else.If Yang Ning survived, in three months, he should contact us anyway.

In an instant, the woman's voice echoed in the snow valley, and I could feel the snow on the mountain trembling, ready to roll into the valley at any moment.I tried to respond loudly, regardless of whether the snow would collapse, but I opened my mouth, and the woman stopped screaming. "Damn it! Is that woman playing tricks on us?" Zhang Yicheng asked angrily. "Could it be that she helped to bury these comrades?" I guessed in a low voice. "Now she can't protect herself, and she yells for help. Do you think she has time to dig a hole and bury all her comrades?" Hu Liang also lowered his voice, and then looked at the snow above his head.

The woman stopped screaming again. I don't know what happened. From the content of the cry for help, it can be inferred that she is in danger.We don't know the exact location, and we don't have the conditions to find her, otherwise it would be like finding a needle in a haystack.Perhaps, judging from the current moral outlook, we have no conscience, and we are willing to die.But under the circumstances at that time, even if they were fully armed to rescue people, it was difficult to find the woman who called for help, not to mention that no one knew where she was.The snow mountain is so big, we haven't turned over yet, it may be dark.There was nothing we could do, and we felt so guilty that the only thing we could do was to hope that God would open his eyes and bless the woman to escape.

Zhang Yicheng was still not at ease: "You heard the woman shout just now, is there any danger in the snow-capped mountains? Could it be that the Japanese really set up a base in the mountains?" "It's impossible!" I subconsciously touched the gun, which was still on my waist, "If they had built a base, we would have been shot down by them if we flew over the snow-capped mountains at night." "Then tell me where the devil's three planes went last night, don't tell me they came out for a walk!" Zhang Yicheng insisted. Hu Liang kept looking in all directions, but saw no other movement, so he said: "Don't fight! If there is a devil's base here, we will definitely encounter it. The most important thing now is how to survive!"

I think this is reasonable, and I don't want to argue any longer, otherwise Zhang Yicheng will fight me if he gets anxious.Looking at the tiny snow curtain in front of me, I was overwhelmed by sadness again, and bowed deeply three times towards the place where my comrades-in-arms were buried.Zhang Yicheng and Hu Liang also bowed, and everyone's movements were tacitly synchronized.After we bowed, Han Xiaoqiang was still in the cabin of the C-53, not intending to come out to salute and bow.In the morning, Han Xiaoqiang's complexion was very bad, and I immediately wondered if he might have passed out due to lack of oxygen.

Zhang Yicheng didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile that Han Xiaoqiang was being lazy and wanted to sleep in. After the C-53 crashed, the fuselage was torn apart, but the cabin was in tatters, which could not stop the wind and snow at all.There is no difference between staying in the cabin and standing outside. When I saw this, I went in and urged Han Xiaoqiang to come out quickly so that I could salute my comrades.I called out a few times, but Han Xiaoqiang didn't agree, so I got into the cabin suspiciously, and the kid really fell into a coma. Zhang Yicheng was shocked: "Fuck, what should I do? Do you want to blow mouth to mouth?"

"He must be hypoxic! He needs to breathe!" Hu Liang knelt down and said. I have never breathed on a man's mouth, that is, artificial respiration, and I was a little embarrassed.Besides, altitude sickness cannot be solved by blowing air. Han Xiaoqiang must be transferred to a place with a lower altitude immediately.We don't have a plane anymore, and we don't have any medicine to overcome altitude sickness, so we have to try blowing air through our mouths.Hu Liang was trying to save people, and when I was thinking about it, he put his mouth together first.After a while, Han Xiaoqiang woke up, but when he saw us, he was frightened.

I hurriedly asked: "Xiaoqiang, why do you look at us like this, if you don't blow your mouth properly, you will die!" "Are you all right? I sat down inside just now, and someone hit me, and then I fainted! Didn't you see that person?" Han Xiaoqiang was full of surprise. "Are you confused due to lack of oxygen, who beat you?" Zhang Yicheng said coldly. "It's true, if you don't believe me, look at the back of my head!" Han Xiaoqiang took off his flying cap and let us look at it. Sure enough, Han Xiaoqiang had a wound on the back of his head, but the wound looked very strange.I leaned down and observed the wound, where there were burnt marks and a little fuzzy flesh and blood.Not only that, even Han Xiaoqiang's flying cap was a bit burnt and wet, probably caused by the melting snow that fell on the cap.But we were all standing outside, and the wreckage of the C-53 was so rotten that no one could hide inside without being seen.Who could knock Han Xiaoqiang out under the eyes of the three of them, leaving weird wounds, and why did he knock him out.

Han Xiaoqiang didn't know what happened, he just remembered that the back of his head felt hot, and then his eyes turned black.We all thought that Han Xiaoqiang fainted due to lack of oxygen, and we all concentrated in the cabin. If someone escaped at this time, it is still possible.So, I hurried out, but there were only footprints on the snow when we came, and no one else had walked around.Hu Liang left Zhang Yicheng to take care of Han Xiaoqiang, followed him out, and then asked me if I felt the snow was melting. I stood in the snow, my feet were cold, and I didn't pay much attention to where on the snow mountain it was not cold.After being reminded by Hu Liang, I realized that water had seeped into my boots, and some snow even melted into a puddle of water.This accident happened in the blink of an eye. Everyone said that the snow mountain was frozen all year round, so it must be hearsay.His grandma said, if the snow mountain melts now, we will not be able to fly out with wings.

Fortunately, the phenomenon of snow melting is not obvious, and the snow did not continue to deteriorate after the appearance of snow water.However, the temperature did not rise just now. If the temperature rises, we will not be slow to fail to notice it.Compared with Han Xiaoqiang, I am not much stronger, my head hurts from night.Therefore, I am too lazy to think about it. Anyway, there are a lot of strange things on the snow mountain, and there is no shortage of this one thing.Hu Liang asked me to search in the wreckage of C-53, maybe I could find an oxygen cylinder, so that we could take a few breaths when we couldn't bear it.

When I returned to the cabin, Han Xiaoqiang was still rubbing the back of his head, and Zhang Yicheng was standing behind him watching.I asked Han Xiaoqiang to rest for a while, and Hu Liang and I continued to search the wreckage, taking everything we could carry.Zhang Yicheng was happy to be at leisure, sat on the ground with Han Xiaoqiang, and asked Hu Liang how he felt when he kissed him.I deliberately didn't listen to such gossip, and buried myself in the search for the oxygen cylinder. The hard work paid off, and I really dug out an undamaged oxygen cylinder. But Han Xiaoqiang refused to take oxygen. We persuaded him, but he said it would harm him.On the snow-capped mountains, it was hard work, but you can’t breathe oxygen if you have difficulty breathing, otherwise you will become dependent on oxygen cylinders.As long as we continue walking, we will all adapt to the snowy mountain climate, and the oxygen cylinder should not be used until we really faint.We all thought that Han Xiaoqiang was not strong-willed, but no amount of persuasion would work. Zhang Yicheng simply stuffed the oxygen bottle into his backpack and took it out when needed. Han Xiaoqiang was still rubbing his head. I was worried that he had a concussion, so I asked if he felt dizzy.But asking this question is like asking for nothing. If no one knocks Han Xiaoqiang on the head, he will also feel dizzy.As for the mysterious murderer, we tried our best to figure it out. It is impossible for there to be a transparent person on the snow mountain.In order to avoid further accidents, I told everyone not to leave alone, even if you go to shit, you have to be accompanied by someone. At this time, Hu Liang looked up at the sky, and then asked Han Xiaoqiang if he could leave, and if he couldn't, don't force him.I also said that it's okay to stay one more day, if you can't walk anymore, then stay here for one more night.Zhang Yicheng didn't do it, he talked about the dangers of staying in the snow mountain one after another, and he only picked the most frightening aspects to talk about.Han Xiaoqiang insisted on walking with an ugly face, maybe he didn't want to hold back, or maybe he was angry at Zhang Yicheng's words. "Don't think my words are harsh, it's not like you didn't hear, that woman was crying while shouting, God knows what's on the snow mountain?" Zhang Yicheng snorted. Han Xiaoqiang explained impatiently: "I know it all! I really want to move forward quickly. If there are other planes crashing here, maybe their radios can still work! I will try to fix them, and then I can communicate with the navigation system." Stations or passing planes. Cargo planes fly at night, but bombers may also pass over the snow-capped mountains during the day.” I nodded and said, "That's a good idea, but the environment in the mountains is too bad. It's hard to fix it after falling on the snow-capped mountains, right? Are you sure?" Han Xiaoqiang assured: "This matter is on me. As long as I find the wreckage of a few planes, I can replace the parts and repair them. There is still hope." At first hope was ignited, but Zhang Yicheng said coldly again: "You are so good at repairing, there is no electricity, we found 10,000 radios and didn't break them!" This kind of issue was endlessly debated, and no one would be convinced. Seeing that he was about to get angry again, Hu Liang, who was silent, stood up to smooth things over.Calling for help is certainly an effective method, but the hope is too slim to rely solely on asking for help.Hu Liang tends to rely on himself for everything, and his comrades-in-arms are short of manpower, so there is no time to save us.But Han Xiaoqiang still wanted to find a working radio, maybe he was still thinking about the Shaanxi woman's plane, maybe it could still fly. The blue sky and white snow are so beautiful, but we have no intention of appreciating them. After the debate stopped, we continued to walk along the snow valley, longing for the exit at the end, and then the plain below.But dreams are always beautiful, and reality is always cruel. We have not gone far, and there is a swishing sound behind us.The sound was very small at first, and we all thought it was the wind, but as the sound got louder, we realized that the sound was behind.Hu Liang looked back and saw an oil drum rolling over from behind, rolled into the snow valley, and made a groove.That oil barrel was the model we were transporting. Zhang Yicheng looked back and cursed, "Damn it, the oil barrel is so good that it wants to play stalking with us!" I fixed my eyebrows and looked carefully, feeling terrified in my heart, as if there was a person in the oil drum.Open your eyes again and look, fuck it, isn't that an oil barrel for devils?