Chapter 67: The Bottom

Ah Jin's voice continued to echo in the cave, and each impact diluted the nameless anger in my heart by three points.

The jar looked at me with guilt in his eyes.

"Jar... What's going on with us..."

I sat on the edge of the well, my feet swinging in the dark, and it felt as if everything had just happened as if it were a breathtaking dream.

The jar obviously felt the same way as me, he wasn't very expressive, just patted me on the shoulder, and I could clearly feel his loss.

I handed the jar a cigarette, "Let's take a break and go in, you're right, I guess Huacheng is in some danger, I have to save him." ”

The jar shook his head slightly, "It's not necessarily that he's in danger, brother, he may have been too focused and accidentally forgot about us." ”

After smoking, I went back to the camp with four headlamps and three sharp hunting knives.

Before going down the shaft, the cylinder pinned the pistol in the hand of the scarred corpse to the waist, and there were still four rounds left in the magazine.

These four bullets can save lives at critical times.

Now the three of us are ready, I squatted on the edge of the well and grabbed the rope and lifted it, although the forty-meter rope was a little heavy, it was still lifted by me, so I also died, Huacheng is no longer on the rope at this time.

At this time, it is useless to ponder these again, the cylinder starts and grabs the climbing rope and slowly goes down, he said that he has great strength, if I have no strength on it and my hand is loose, his shoulder can still step on me.

I was still a little excited, but the moment I completely surrendered my weight to the rope, I realized how difficult abseiling was to do it, and my arms were already hot and sore after only twenty seconds.

First of all, our feet have nowhere to kick, so we can only hold the rope awkwardly, and there is no protective gear in our hands, and there is not even a safety buckle on our bodies.

The strength of the cylinder's arm is much greater than mine, and the muscular endurance is not known to be many times stronger than me, the more I climb, the more I want to discuss with him whether it is okay to sit directly on his shoulder, after all, face is not important at this time, the important thing is that my arm is about to be wasted.

After a few minutes of hard climbing, my arms could no longer support me, I only felt a cramp in my biceps, and then my body slid down uncontrollably.

The cylinder quickly stopped and pushed it up from the shoulder, even if I squatted on his shoulder, Ah Jin on top of my head quickly slid down and reached out and grabbed my wrist.

The tank was slightly panting, it was obvious that it was far from his limit, it was like a deadly rappelling to me, it was like a slightly strenuous jog for him.

"Put your arms down and rest for a while and let the blood flow." After the jar finished speaking, he put his hand down alternately and shook it.

There is a limit to human blood pressure, when your arm is higher than the heart for a long time, it will be difficult for blood to flow to the end of the arm, which directly leads to insufficient oxygen supply to the muscles, and the secreted lactic acid cannot be metabolized in time.

This is one of the main reasons why people feel soreness and heat in their arms faster than usual during the process of climbing.

I took a break and looked around, it was dark, and my headlamp didn't shine anything, as if the ancient well we had climbed down was the entrance to this void.

After a short break, we descended for a few more minutes, but the tank told me that our worst fears had finally happened.

That is, I haven't stepped on the ground yet, but the rope is already there.

"What the hell?" I was a little panicked.

The cylinder's tone was calm, but it was probably mainly to not scare me, "Well, I still have about a meter left under my feet." ”

I asked the jar again, "Do you see the ground?" ”

The jar hooked its head and shone down, and I also looked down, and there was a gray thing faintly appearing in the light, which looked slender and long, but it was estimated that it was at least about five or six meters away from us.

"Brother, there seems to be a small stone road hanging below us, and we don't know where to go." The jar looked up at me.

I twisted his head from the headlamp and almost fell off the rope.

The cylinder hurriedly lowered his head, "It's about a meter wide, I should be able to jump." ”

Jumping from a height of five or six meters to a small stone path one meter wide?

It's too risky, but then we have no other way out, and then climb forty meters back?

Impossible, at least not for me.

"Be careful!"

The jar said "don't shake", and then after the rope was almost stationary, he let go of his hands and fell down with a "whoosh"!

I hurriedly looked down, and saw that the two hands of the cylinder were holding the edge of the narrow hanging stone road, and the whole person was hanging under it and desperately climbing up, and it seemed that he had almost fallen down just now......

After climbing up the cylinder, he rode directly to the suspended stone road like a horse, and then looked up at me, "Jump when the rope is not shaking, I'll catch you below, it's okay." ”

I actually wanted to struggle for a while, but my arms couldn't support me anymore, and I didn't wait for the rope to be completely still.

But my left hand seemed to loosen a few tenths of a second later than my right, so that my body fell diagonally in such a way, and the rope was still swinging slightly when I let go.

All in all, I'm completely off target!

The moment I let go, I heard the jar scream, and when I realized that I might be finished, I noticed that the panicked jar below was almost a meter or so away from me.

"Wu Yan!" The two legs of the jar sandwiched the stone road and the whole body leaned in my direction, and grabbed the clothes on my back!

"! You stupid beep! Let you steady the jump, what kind of fame are you doing! The cylinder scolded.

I hung face down in front of me in an endless darkness without any references, it was too torturous, but fortunately the jar caught me at the last moment, and at least my life was saved.

After all, it wasn't difficult to lift me up with his strength.

Just when I was stinking and shameless self-comforting, I heard a "bang" sound from my back, and then I felt a chill on my back.

"Don't move! Clothes are going to be torn! ”

After the jar roared, there was another "bang", and at the same time, my whole body fell down a lot!

In this case, no matter how powerful the cylinder is, it will not be able to pull me up!

Suddenly, there was a "whirl" overhead, and a slender figure fell from the sky!