Chapter 382 A ruthless man comparable to Bifang!
Bifang suddenly stood up, his slightly red ears moved slightly, trying to catch the sounds from all around, but all he could hear was the whistling of the cold wind. Looking at the bewildered crowd, Bifang asked with some doubt.
"Did you guys hear any noise?"
Yao Jun shivered with cold, picked his ears, and said nonchalantly, "No, it's just too windy, are you hallucinating? It's so cold, it would be great if I could have a bowl of hot chicken soup at this time, hehehe."
Bifang was speechless. This guy was so obsessed with the Tibetan snow chicken?
There was no way he could count on the people in front of him, so Bifang could only hope for the audience. For some reason, he seemed to have really heard people shouting just now.
Unfortunately, the audience didn't understand what was going on and didn't hear any shouting at all.
[Is Fang Shen hallucinating? 】
[How can there be any sound when the wind is so strong? ]
[Isn't it the crowing of a rooster? 】
[The sound of the wind is too much like a roar, right? I must have heard it wrong.]
"Did I really hear wrongly?"
Bifang doubted himself a little, wondering if the wind was really too strong and he had heard it wrong.
"Are we still going to the pass?" Rob looked at the sky again and found that time might not be enough. The appearance of Tibetan snowcocks delayed some time. It would be a bit nervous to go now. Once it gets dark, the journey will become very dangerous. No one would climb Mount Everest at night.
Bifang hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. However, just as he was about to move forward, a faint shout came through the cold wind again, immediately stopping everyone.
"No, it seems like someone is really shouting!"
"What's that sound? Are you trying to scare me?" Yao Jun, who was fantasizing about chicken soup, raised his head and looked around. He didn't hear any unusual sound.
"Listen, there's a shout." Bifang said in a low voice, "It sounds like someone is asking for help!"
The flags suddenly fluttered and a cold wind blew towards us.
As it got darker, the wind became stronger and its direction changed. The westerly wind that had been blowing since dusk turned into a northerly wind, blowing on the body as sharply as if it were cut by a cold knife.
Bifang was extremely nervous as he watched the flags planted everywhere on the base camp not far away fluttering in the wind, as if they would be torn apart at any time.
Seeing Bifang so serious, everyone held their breath and listened quietly. After a while, there seemed to be a special sound mixed in the violent wind, once, twice, and finally it seemed like a shouting with all one's strength, and the sound of the fluttering flags suddenly changed.
"Help! HELP!!"
Wow, it’s really a cry for help, and it’s in two languages!
Bifang looked up suddenly, and he finally heard what the sound was.
It's really a call for help!
"Shit, what happened? Is someone killed?" Yao Jun was frightened and the chicken soup disappeared from his mind. He quickly looked around and found that he was still there, except for Wang Yongbo and Jue Ye who were staying in the tent. They were all there. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was soon lifted again.
Although they were not our own people, someone still died!
But the wind was howling and no one could hear where the sound came from. They had to hold their breath. But they were at an altitude of nearly 6,000 meters, so how could they possibly hold their breath?
"Oxygen tanks, bring the oxygen tanks here quickly!" Rob immediately ordered the Sherpas to take out the oxygen tanks and then handed them to everyone, but when it was Bifang's turn, he was rejected.
Not caring about anything else, everyone picked up the oxygen tanks and raised them up at the same time, then took a deep breath and held their breath.
The sound of wind and heartbeat.
There are only two figures left between heaven and earth.
Bifang's heart was pounding, and when everyone was about to give up, he suddenly looked up.
"It's up there! Very close!"
Everyone looked up in the direction of Bifang's finger, but they only saw a cliff that was more than ten meters high!
"It's over. How do we get up here?" Jarrett looked at the high wall and turned to look at Rob. "Guide Rob, how do we get up here? Is there a road nearby?"
Rob's expression froze, staring blankly at the cliff, and said bitterly: "Yes, but you can only go up the slope and then descend from other platforms. It's at least 500 meters! And it's very difficult to walk, many of them are cliff pillars and cliffs!"
Five hundred meters at an altitude where you get out of breath and even feel dizzy after running just two steps is completely equivalent to one thousand five hundred meters on flat ground, and it is a challenging one thousand five hundred meters at that. By the time they catch up, they will be dead!
Hearing this, Bifang tightened his backpack, took off his gloves, gripped the rock surface and began to climb with his bare hands.
When everyone reacted, Bifang had already arrived three meters above their heads!
Rob: “!”
While he was stunned, Bifang climbed another two meters. The height of five meters was already a little scary.
[Damn, a familiar taste]
[No way, someone had an accident right after arriving at the base camp? ]
【Mount Everest is both a milestone and a tombstone, haven’t you heard of it?】
[The mortality rate is 4%... There were more than a hundred people in the base camp just now... Someone is bound to die? It's terrifying to think about it...]
[Damn, it's so scary when you say that]
[Someone has to die, why can't it be me? ]
[It’s not easy for others to walk here, but Lao Fang can still climb... Really awesome...]
Rob took out a portable thermometer in disbelief. The outdoor temperature was minus eight degrees Celsius.
Frozen?
That's impossible! This is a special outdoor thermometer that can accurately measure temperatures as low as minus sixty degrees.
There must be something wrong with the world.
Rob thought as he looked at Bifang which had already climbed to ten meters.
Is this fucking new guy?
What the hell! It's a new guy!
"Let's go up quickly." Rob looked at the Bifang above, gritted his teeth, and directed the Sherpa porters to follow him. Then he said to Yao Jun and others, "You wait here, don't go back to the camp directly, wait for us to come back."
The cold mountain wind blew, and Bifang's fingers were frozen and a little stiff, but there was nothing he could do because his gloves were warm and if he didn't take them off, he wouldn't be able to do vertical climbing at all.
Fortunately, the distance of more than ten meters is not too high. When Bifang successfully climbed up, although he had some difficulty breathing and dizziness, the symptoms were relieved more quickly after a few breaths.
This was also the first time Bifang felt dizzy since climbing the mountain, which shows how dangerous Mount Everest is!
After reaching the platform, the cry for help became much clearer. Bifang looked at the steeper ice wall and quickly found the source of the sound.
Not far to his right, a climber was lying on the slope, with loose rocks sliding down below him. However, there was no platform below him, only a bottomless abyss! If he slipped, he would surely die!
The rubble kept rolling down from under the climbers and then fell into the abyss without any echo at all.
The climber didn't dare to move, but there were too many pieces of debris under him and he would soon slide down along . He didn't even dare to call for help too loudly.
Once the sound is too loud, the vibration will intensify and there will even be a risk of sliding directly. If Bifang and others were not right below it, they would not be able to hear it at all!
The audience was stunned when they saw this scene. It was simply a slow death!
[Fuck, this is too scary! ]
[Fuck, my palms are sweating. ]
[How did you do this? No teammates?]
[Slide all the way from above to here? ]
[If it were me, I wouldn't even dare to scream, I would just pee in my pants! ]
"HELP!! HELP!! Help, help!"
There was urgency in the climber's voice. Any big vibration at this moment would cost him his life. He didn't even dare to breathe too hard.
But how is this possible?
The violent beating of the heart caused the oxygen consumption to rise sharply, and the thin oxygen was a death warrant. The climber who dared not breathe hard had his eyes turned white, and a strong feeling of dizziness came over him. He even began to have hallucinations. He accidentally neglected his vigilance and instinctively took a deep breath. Suddenly, the gravel under him rolled again, and the climber's body dropped twenty centimeters directly!
"Help, is there anyone?"
The cold made the climber's body cooler and cooler. The man didn't dare to open his eyes, but he could feel the light gradually fading.
The visibility is extremely poor when climbing Mount Everest at night. Once it gets dark, he will completely lose the chance of rescue. The double pressure of body and mind has almost made him collapse. The fact that he has persisted until now is a manifestation of his strong psychological quality.
[Fuck, he can actually speak Chinese, is he one of us? ]
[I don’t care about asking for help in two languages, this is too good]
[How did they do this? It's really ridiculous.]
The audience in the live broadcast room were all frightened by this fatal situation, and Bifang hurried to comfort the other party.
"Hey, Huaxia? Are you okay?"
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the climber's ears, like the dawn piercing the darkness. The climber even had auditory hallucinations because of the cold, but when the voice sounded again, he finally realized that someone was coming!
Someone is coming, someone is really coming!
A glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in the climber's anxious heart, but the sound came from the back of his head. He wanted to turn back, but was immediately stopped.
"Hey, don't move, don't move!"
Bifang stopped the other party's movements. He knew what the other party was going to do when he saw his neck moving. But at this time, let alone turning his head, it was best to even stop breathing.
As if realizing his mistake, the other party immediately stopped the action.
Very good, very good.
Just follow instructions.
Bifang breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at his feet, trying to find a firm place to stand. However, the platform was indeed not big, and next to it was a smooth sloping ice wall with several protruding rocks embedded in it, but without exception they were all far away from the victims. The one under his feet was the closest, but it was still at least two meters away.
"What are you doing?" The other party's voice was a little hoarse and distorted.
"I'm thinking of a way, don't worry, I won't leave, don't worry." Bifang immediately comforted the other party. People are very fragile emotionally and psychologically at this time. His appearance undoubtedly brought light to the other party. If he remained indifferent, it would definitely make the other party completely desperate.
"Are you a guide? Or a Sherpa?"
Bifang was stunned. He had never expected the other party to ask this question. Was he just chatting to distract his attention? To avoid too much psychological pressure? But if that was the case, shouldn't he be the one to say this?
Although he didn't know what the other party meant, Bifang replied: "Neither, I'm just a mountain climber."
Just when Bifang was about to offer rescue, the victim's next words stunned not only the audience but even Bifang himself.
"Have you received professional rescue training? If not, call your guide over immediately, otherwise you will only make things worse!"
After hearing this, Bifang was stunned on the spot, and the audience was even more shocked.
【??? What kind of god ? How could he be so cruel?】
[This is the first time I've met such a person. He's so awesome. He can still stay calm even in such a situation.]
[Awesome, really awesome, the last time I saw someone like this was last time]
[Stupid, it's Fang Shen! I've only seen Fang Shen stay calm in this situation. ]
A ruthless character!
This word flashed through Bifang's mind.
He is still so rational at this moment!
To a large extent, the other party was right to refuse Bifang's rescue. In this case, blindly accepting help from strangers may indeed make the situation worse, just like a person who has never received first aid training performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation!
But this is a good thing. The other party can't see me now, so all rescue operations must be commanded by Bifang. The calmer the other party is, the easier it will be to launch a rescue.
"Don't worry, I've received training, you just need to listen to me. You are now lying on a layer of flowing rocks, and the most important thing is to stop the downward trend. I will hand you my trekking pole in a moment, stretch out your left hand and see if you can reach it."
After hearing Bifang's words, he obviously relaxed a lot. He leaned quietly against the ice wall, saying no more and trying to conserve all his energy as much as possible. The severe cold and the intense heartbeat had already made him begin to lose his strength.
Bifang stood on the edge of the platform, extended the trekking pole as far as possible, and at the same time asked the other person to slowly raise and straighten his left hand.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard the two stretched, they were still less than 30 centimeters apart and could not reach each other.
Bifang looked up and saw that the wall above was an ice wall, which was different from the rock wall under his feet. Even if he could use an ice pick to climb up, the other party would not have time to support himself. In desperation, he had to try another method.
"How are you now? Do you still have the energy?"
"It's very bad. I'm having difficulty breathing and my brain is very dizzy. It should be altitude sickness. I'm seriously lacking in physical strength."
If you are physically exhausted, that will be very troublesome.
The audience outside the screen were extremely anxious, but there was nothing they could do. In just a few minutes, the opponent had descended nearly half a meter. Among all the people present, only Bifang was the most professional. As for the guide Rob, he was still on his way on horseback.
After thinking for a moment, Bifang immediately put down his backpack, unzipped it and took out a piece of Dyneema fiber rope: "Don't worry, I'll try another way. I have a piece of rope here. I'll make a tightening loop on the other end and throw it over. Raise your left hand, not too high. I'll try my best to put the rope on your left hand and then pull you up!"
The other party did not say anything, but made an OK gesture on the ice wall, obviously approving the plan.
With a plan in mind, Bifang quickly found the rope end, folded it in half, then wrapped the shorter end around it three times, and passed the rope end through the loop reserved behind his hand, and a noose was completed.
This is a tightening loop. When the buckle pulls the other end of the rope, the knot will automatically tighten, and the more you struggle, the tighter it will become. It is perfect for those who are physically exhausted.
"Okay, raise your hands."
The other person bent his left arm and raised it up .
If the purpose was to lasso a cow, the accuracy would naturally be low, but at a distance of less than three meters, lassoing a hand was a piece of cake. Bifang lassoed the opponent easily and tightened the rope!
There's hope!
