dhibooks Chapter 145
Chapter 145
Rock climbing is not my strong point, not to mention that in the bitter night wind, my hands and feet have already been numb from the cold.
Even if I took adequate measures to keep warm before entering the mountain, after the sun went down, the temperature in the snow-capped mountain was still unbearable for a mortal body. I began to feel that I had made a mistake because I had never experienced such a degree of cold before. , so some underestimated the lethality of low temperature, and now it is probably reaping the fruit of itself.
Not to mention that the difficulty of this U-shaped valley itself is enough for me to drink a pot.When I carefully lowered my body, every muscle in me was trembling, I didn't have the mind to think about anything else, I could only concentrate all my energy on the ice valley in front of me.
After a long period of time, I finally stepped on the bottom of the ice valley, and my whole body was already sore from excessive tension. However, it is always pleasant to say that I have completed half of the total distance.
When I climbed up after reaching the bottom of the valley, the stakes on the original half were useless. Even if I slipped down the hillside, the noose had no protective effect, so I needed to give the noose to Poker Bottle , asked him to help complete the second half of the rock climbing work, so the fat man said on the radio: "Naive, I'll throw the rope down for you, and you go over there and throw it to the little brother."
I said "hmm", and the fat man untied the safety rope, tied a slipknot and threw it down. After I took it, I walked slowly to the other side of the ice valley—in fact, the flat road at the bottom of the valley was only a few meters long. Part of it is a slope, but it is very slippery because of the ice surface, and you must be careful not to be cut by ice thorns and stone edges. In addition, I have used a lot of strength just to go down to the bottom of the valley-only this section of the road, I Just went for quite a long time.
Walking to this side of the valley, I raised my head. Poker Bottle was on the edge of the valley, right above me. He squatted halfway, obviously preparing to meet me, but he looked far away from me. It should be said, looking up The movement of the head was a little bigger, and I even felt a little dizzy.
"Take a deep breath." To my surprise, the voice of the oil bottle suddenly sounded. I don't know if my breathing was so heavy that he could clearly hear it from the radio, so he decided to speak to stabilize my condition.
I held onto the ice wall, slowed down my breathing, and slowly inhaled and exhaled deeply. After repeated several times, I felt a little better.
Altitude sickness is basically unavoidable when going to Tibet, but it is not the first time for me to go to the snow mountain. It stands to reason that there is no certainty as to what level my body can reach in the snow mountain, even if it is possible When I get older, my body is not as good as when I was in my twenties, and I won't be overdrawn to the point where I will feel dizzy.
Probably because the temperature here is too low, and it’s at night, and I have spent too much energy simply resisting the severe cold and finding a good route, which led to this situation. Anyway, I can’t do this again in the future.
After a while, my condition slowly improved, at least the feeling of fatigue had gradually disappeared. After confirming the position, I threw the rope towards the Poker Bottle.I waited for a while, and felt the rope buckle on my body tightened. Poker bottle pulled the rope, which meant "ready".
I started climbing in the second half of the climb. Compared with the psychological pressure of going downhill, going uphill is more of a test of physical strength. Fortunately, Poker bottle also thoughtfully marked all his paths forward, so I don’t need to choose the route by myself. , saving a lot of trouble.
However, when I climbed almost halfway up the mountain wall, I already clearly felt a huge consumption of physical strength. This level of consumption has never been experienced before. I am sure that if this continues, my physical strength will not even be able to support me to climb. on the cliff.
Therefore, even though it is very unwise to do so, I decisively decided to take a short rest right where I am at this moment—the middle of the mountain wall.
The place where I am standing is not an icicle but a protruding rock, which should be the best resting place.I relaxed and took a few steps back to the side of the mountain wall. When I did this action, I felt the rope buckle on my body tightened. It was probably because Poker was worried that something might happen to me, so I pulled the rope twice , indicating to him that everything is fine, and then slowly squatted down to take a rest.
My head is still a little dizzy, it's the feeling of swelling, it feels like hypoglycemia or excessive fatigue, of course, a better explanation is altitude sickness, after stopping the movement, the discomfort is gradually relieved, and I dare not rest After taking too long, I almost recovered and started to prepare to continue climbing.
Finally, I can already see the flat ground on the other side of the cliff, and my physical strength is almost at the limit. I really want to pull the rope directly to hang me up, but it doesn't work.On the one hand, the path chosen by Poker Bottle is not a straight line, and he forcibly uses a rope to pull people. In case the safety rope gets stuck on a sharp ice pick and breaks, it will be a real dilemma. The knot, but completely pressing the center of gravity on the rope will still cause congestion at the binding site, and there may even be necrosis in such weather.
Fortunately, the end is near, I thought so.
The last icicle is a bit far away, I need to take another half step up to reach it, but the mark point half a step up is just a small protrusion, no matter how I look at it, only one foot can step on it, I feel With a click, I had expected that the difficulty of this last step would definitely not be small, but at this moment there was no way out.
I stepped on the protruding sharp rock carefully, then moved my center of gravity up against the ice wall, and reached out to the other side to grab the icicle. At this moment, maybe it was too hard, I suddenly felt dizzy again dizzy.
If I lose my balance in this place, even though there is a rope that will prevent me from falling to my death, the climb just now will be in vain. Thinking of this, I reached out and tried to grab the icicle by force. The sharp pain came from the ankle.
It's over.I only had time to think this way. My foot was sprained and my center of gravity was crooked. I must have lost my grip, and I couldn't stand on my feet anymore.However, the expected fall did not come, and a force grabbed my wrist.I raised my head, and it was no surprise that Poker Bottle had already pulled me between the ups and downs of the rabbit, but because of this, his people were also pulled down.
Fortunately, Pokerfing's speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He didn't lose his center of gravity when he pulled me. He pulled me with one hand and grabbed the safety rope with the other, and stepped firmly on the ground with both feet. On the icicle, the whole person is almost like a fuchsia.
He didn't speak, and I didn't dare to vent my anger. I held his hands tightly and didn't dare to move, for fear of adding to his burden, and Poker-Face was in such an awkward position, relying solely on the strength of my waist and abdomen. Power straightened up and pulled me up by the way.
I was dragged by him and barely climbed up the ice wall. I really had to climb. I didn't even have the strength to stand up, so I could only sit there on my knees. Fortunately, my ankle sprain was not serious, and the main problem was fatigue.
Panting for breath, Poker Face squatted down, put my arm on his shoulder to help me up, and then led me to the bottom of the mountain wall over there, where I saw his backpack , he pointed at the backpack, I froze for a moment, and pointed at it, meaning you let me sit there?
Poker-Face nodded and said, "You rest first, and come to help later."
Then, without too much delay, he walked to the edge of the cliff. The fat man was already waiting. When he saw Poker Bottle was in place, the fat man asked, "Brother, am I ready to come?"
Poker Bottle nodded: "Okay."