Chapter 17 Chapter 16 Suicide Note

Hu Liang and Zhang Yicheng dragged the snow leopard's body outside, and they hadn't returned to the cave for a long time. When I heard a scream, I thought to myself, something happened to them.The wind was very loud at night in the snow-capped mountains, and I couldn't tell who made the cry, nor could I tell the difference between male and female voices.At that time, I didn't care about listening to Han Xiaoqiang's storytelling, so I grabbed the flashlight and rushed out of the cave, leaving Han Xiaoqiang to take care of Yang Ning. As soon as night fell in the Himalayas, I entered an extremely cold hell world. I could hardly walk an inch and felt that the saliva in my mouth was frozen.The light of the flashlight was originally straight, but it was broken by the strong wind in the snowy night, let alone relying on it for lighting.In the snow valley, I tried my best to open my eyes to find someone based on my feeling, but all I could see was the flying snow like black cotton wool, and I couldn't see the flashlights that Hu Liang and the others were carrying.

Maybe you will say, why are you so stupid, can't find anyone, can't you shout?But the night in the Himalayas is very dangerous. It’s not because you’re worried about avalanches caused by shouting, but because you open your mouth and the wind pours into your stomach, which can freeze your intestines black.I came out wearing a mask, otherwise the peeling lips would have to be peeled off again.I once thought, let’s forget it, it’s better to go back to the warm cave, at least I won’t be frozen to death in the snow valley. In that environment, noble minds are often overwhelmed by the fear of the unknown, and saints exist only in ideal stories.I wanted to retreat, but I still walked to the front of Snow Valley, which is the five-clawed black stone that Zhang Yicheng mentioned.After I went there, I didn't find anyone. I lay down on the ground and looked. There was still a little red snow dew on the surface, and the snow leopard with its severed head was buried underneath.However, Hu Liang and Zhang Yicheng were not nearby.

At night, some beasts will return to their nests, but some very ferocious beasts only come out at night.I was worried that something happened to Hu Liang and the others, and I couldn't hold back any longer, and wanted to use primitive methods to find someone.Just as I was about to open my mouth, I saw a faint bright spot in front of me, which might be a flashlight shining.I ran over with the flashlight in my hand and gasped unconsciously, but the wind and snow blew into my mouth, causing severe pain to both lungs. When I ran over, about a hundred meters away, there was really a flashlight in the snow, and it was half buried.That flashlight belonged to Zhang Yicheng, and Hu Liang and Zhang Yicheng only turned on one flashlight when they went out because they were worried about running out of energy.I saw the flashlight inserted obliquely in the snow, and I thought it was terrible. We all know that we must keep the light source in the Himalayas, otherwise it will be a dead end. They will not easily drop the flashlight. The only possibility is that something happened to them.

I regretted so much, I would have known that I would go out together, and I would have taken care of me to some extent.Who would have thought that something would happen at such a short distance, I was still wondering when they would drag the snow leopard back to the cave.There are several corners in Snow Valley, and the flashlight fell not far from the previous corner.I pulled the torch out of the snow, scrubbed off the snow, and turned it off.In this kind of terrain, it is useless to look at the footprints. Basically, as soon as you take a step, the footprints are immediately filled with snow.

Anyone who has been to the northern belt of the Himalayas knows that the weather at night is changeable, and the severe weather is the main one.Going out in this situation, it is easy to get lost in the snow-capped mountains, unable to find the way back, and freeze to death in the snow where no one passes by.After I put Zhang Yicheng's flashlight in my arms, I wondered whether I should go back to the cave. It would be too far to run like this, and it was not the way.In case Han Xiaoqiang sees that we haven't gone back and follows us anxiously to find someone, wouldn't Yang Ning be on the order.Yang Ning has mental problems now, if she is allowed to run out alone, it will be difficult to find her again.

After much deliberation, I decided to go back to the cave first, maybe Hu Liang and the others had already gone back.In today's view, my various decisions are very selfish, but in certain circumstances, self-sacrifice is sometimes foolish.If I die, it is impossible for Han Xiaoqiang and Yang Ning to walk out of the snow mountain, the two of them are the weakest.Zhang Yicheng has hunting experience in snow-capped mountains, and with him, Hu Liang's safety factor is greater than that of Yang Ning. Fate always likes to play tricks on people. As soon as I turned around, I heard the sound of babbling on the edge of the mountain on both sides.It stands to reason that on the roaring plateau and snow-capped mountains, only the sound of the wind can be heard, and two people have to shout at each other when talking to each other, and it is difficult to hear the babbling.But when I raised my head, I was stunned immediately. On the cliff, there was a huge monster, like a huge eagle perched on the steep rock wall.

That's... I was stunned for a full minute, and finally recovered - there was a plane on the cliff! This discovery made my blood boil. We are the only ones flying the hump route, we are the only ones who have crossed the Himalayas, and we are the only ones who have fallen into the plateau snow-capped mountains.At night, I couldn't see the plane clearly, and I didn't know how long it had been on it.In the haze of flying snow, I only saw the outline of the plane shaking, which should be caused by the impact of flying snow.During the daytime, the air mass passing through the border did not bring down the plane, which shows that the plane was attracted by something.

To be honest, I was very excited at that moment. Although I knew that my comrades in arms did not survive and could only find their bones, I still couldn't calm down.Even if you can't take them away alive, at least let them have a handful of loess to cover their bodies.I raised my head and calculated, the plane was embedded in a cliff two to three hundred meters away, and it was impossible to climb up it with bare hands.I don't dare to stay below for a long time now, if the plane falls, I will definitely be smashed into a meatloaf. Just as I took a few steps back, I caught a glimpse of the plane on the cliff with a flash, brighter than a flashlight.I was dazzled by the light, and immediately became more excited. Could it be that there were still people on the plane, could it be the same group of comrades who flew out.In order to confirm whether it was the same batch of planes flying out, I turned on both flashlights and shone on the edge of the towering cliff together.However, the light from the flashlight was bounced off by the snow, and it only illuminated more than ten meters before disappearing.My neck was sore, and I could barely make out the smoke coming from the tail of the plane.

Our plane crashed last night. It exploded and caught fire during the night, but it was also blown out by snow overnight.Therefore, that plane may not have come out together with our group, it is probably a friendly plane that was dispatched tonight.I was afraid that there would be survivors, so I didn't dare to run away immediately, but stood in the distance and looked around, trying to figure out how to get up.The plane shook several times, a few times greatly, but it just didn't fall down.I also hope that it will not fall, otherwise the comrades above will not die, and the plane will die if it falls.

Just when I didn't know what to do, a scream came from the plane. It turned out that the sound I heard in the cave came from the plane.It was hard to figure out whether the sound was someone screaming or the sound of the wind blowing into the cabin.In order to make sure there was no one else up there, I made an exception and yelled upwards, hoping to get a response.But the roar was covered by the wind and snow. If there were people on the plane, it would be difficult to hear it.The only thing I can do is to shake the flashlight down. There is always a chance for people on the plane to see it. It seems that someone used a flashlight to shine down just now.

Time passed bit by bit, and my whole body was stuck on the snow, and a thick layer of snow soon covered my body.The plane shook several times, and gradually became stable, probably frozen by ice and snow.However, I still can't figure out how such a large plane is embedded in the rock.It stands to reason that if you hit your head on a mountain, shouldn't you fall off?Of course, no one answered this question at that time, and I was not interested in finding out, I just wanted to make sure there were no survivors inside. Not much time really passed, only a few minutes in fact, but at that time I felt like a day and a night.I almost forgot about Hu Liang and Zhang Yicheng, but since their flashlights fell in this direction, they might have spotted the plane on the cliff.The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger. After the plane stabilized, it was blown wobbly again.I felt a pressure even when I stood below, and wanted to go a little further, but found that my feet were so numb that I couldn't walk fast. At this time, a rock-like object fell from the bottom of the mountain. I thought the plane was about to fall, so I quickly huddled in the corner of the snow valley with my head covered.However, only a few piles of snow and the stone-like thing fell.Having said that, it wasn't the sound of stones falling down. The sound of stones falling on the snow-capped mountains was almost inaudible, or it was a very deep sound.Just now something fell down, ding ding dong dong, it should be a metal box. After the thing fell on the snow, I dragged my two heavy legs and walked over. In the light of the flashlight, it was an American cigar tin box.The trademark on the surface of the box has faded and is invisible, and the paint leather has been frozen off. It can be seen that the cigar tin box has been sleeping in the snow mountain for a long time, otherwise it would not be possible to freeze like this in a few days.I picked up the cigar tin box and hurried to the side, fearing that something might fall down, and then I was eager to open the cigar tin box. When I was training in the United States, I didn't get into the habit of smoking. It's just that there was nothing to eat and nothing to drink on the snow-capped mountains.As soon as I see a cigar, I want to smoke one before I die, damn it, and enjoy the American treatment.Unexpectedly, I managed to open the tin box of cigars, but there was not a single cigar in it, only a few pieces of torn paper. "Hey, just break the paper, it's good if it can be used as fuel." I grabbed the folded paper, and just about to put it in my pocket, I froze immediately. Who would be so bored, would put a few pieces of paper in a cigar tin, could it be a suicide note?Since we entered the industry, we all know that we may die in the next second. Many people have written a suicide note in advance and how to explain the funeral, just like Yang Ning who disappeared three months ago.When I think of this, I feel sore in my heart. Without hesitation, I immediately unfolded those few sheets of paper, wanting to read them carefully in the snowy night. The few sheets of paper were blown by the wind, flapping, and a few places were blown apart quickly.With a flashlight under my arm, I wanted to read the contents of the paper clearly, but I was dumbfounded when I saw it.