It is already more than half of the autumn wind, so the branches and trees on the cliff are all covered with withered yellow, and the leaves are basically invisible except for those evergreen trees that do not fall in the summer.

There are many crevices in the cliff where roots grow, and these crevices have been eroded by wind and rain for many years to become what it is today. Less than 10 meters to the right of our feet, there was a bush with well-developed roots, which itself did not grow tall, and now it grew on the cliff face, and because of the weight of the canopy, the whole trunk was pressed almost perpendicular to the cliff wall.

The canopy of the tree is not large, but the root system is well developed, so that a terrace like the ground has formed at the root system.

On the terrace of seven or eight square meters, there are four or five alpine mountaineering tents neatly placed, the orange windbreak layer is very eye-catching, the tent is very new, the color seems to flow out, and the construction time of this simple camp will not exceed half a month.

Because the tent and the camp area were too tidy, we almost thought that there should be people in this place at first, but after hanging on the cliff wall for a long time, we didn't see any movement in the tent, so we climbed towards the camp area built on the roots of the trees.

Five-zero-five, this is the first information we get on the tent immediately after we land, the number code is printed on one corner of the tent, and the three numbers are the size of a fist. This is not a special code, it is just the standard code of a professional outdoor equipment in the world, I don't know the specific meaning of the code, but the only thing I know is that the tent of this specification can withstand the low temperature of minus 60 degrees outside for at least 240 hours.

The temperature changes very little in the alpine unless there is a sudden snowstorm, but the snowstorm does not last more than a week, and this kind of professional and high-quality tent has made a great contribution in the expedition to the North and South Pole. As long as you encounter unusually cold weather conditions on the way, get into the tent and make sure that nothing happens. If it is an ordinary outdoor winter tent, then as long as it endures a day of cold winter and is blown by the split wind, then you can only use a forklift to search and rescue its owner.

This area is almost covered with tents, we don't have much area to move, on one side is the rickety tree trunk, these people are quite comfortable, the trunk branches are hung with solar lights, and there is a special coffee stove where the trunk is connected to the root platform, this thing takes up a lot of space to carry on long distances, the heat conduction efficiency is not high, and it consumes gas, and it can only make coffee. So as long as it's a little more professional, you won't waste space on it, not to mention that this kind of heavy tent has already taken up half of the backpack space.

The camp was so big, there was no place to hide, we didn't go much and decided that there would never be anyone, and there were still some water stains left by washing in the coffee stove, which had only been used in the morning, and it seemed that it was only one step ahead of us.

We don't have these equipment in our team, so it must not be our people, so in this case, then there is only one result, brother, he seems to have brought another group of people?

I was in a trance, these questions were things I didn't want to think about all the way, it was too troublesome, and I felt dizzy as soon as I entered my brain.

The fat man glanced down, there was still no bottom below, there was no rope here, it seemed that a few people in their team had really abandoned some of the extra weight and used the equipment to carry a hunch to improve their lives.

"Damn, one by one, get up early to drink coffee, his grandmother's won't all be yellow-haired ghosts, right?"

I looked at the fat man suspiciously, this grandson always made up his own words when he spoke, I didn't understand, so I asked, "What nonsense?" What is a yellow-haired ghost. ”

The fat man waved his hand: "Alas, blue eyes, foreigner." ”

I suddenly realized, nodded tacitly, and was about to take a break to continue climbing, but I really didn't expect that suddenly a groan came from an open hood behind us.

I instantly turned my head to look at the fat man: "Your tail is stepped on?" After saying that, I turned my head to look at the old generation leaning on the trunk of the tree, and the old generation did not deny the fact that he stepped on someone else's tail. Just as he was thinking about bypassing the position to take a look, the fat man scolded: "Is your mother's Avanti, she still has a long tail...... Eh, there's still something in the tent. ”

"That's called Avatar." When I had finished correcting the fat man, I went with him to the tent that made the sound.

Suddenly, the tent shook again, and I was startled and shrunk back, and the fat man looked at me and grinned, but did not make a sound, but tilted his head and let me go around to the side of the tent opening.

I complied, and the fat man took out his dagger, which was also considered unlucky to be on this valuable tent, the fat man didn't want to pull the zipper politely, he directly cut through the outer canvas of the tent, this kind of tent has at least three layers, the knife is very sharp, the last layer is cut, and a lot of transparent gelatinous particles leak out of it, it is aerogel, it seems that its ability to resist cold is higher than I imagined.

The whole single tent was torn open with a large opening, and because it was not transparent to light, it was not much different from the interior with the curtains drawn. We opened it a few times, and in an instant there was a big black mouse rushing out, I can see this thing clearly, he is covered in shiny black hair, but the sad thing is that he is not as fast as the fat man, and he slashed down and directly hit the back of the big mouse's neck.

The big mouse was cleaned up by the fat man very neatly, twisted twice, and the blood did not flow, and its body was thrown off the cliff by me, but I knew very well that the sound was not at all made by a mouse.

We tore the tent a little bigger, and when the light came in, I immediately saw a mass of stuff curled up in a sleeping bag inside the tent.

It was a man, for I could clearly see that the man was bare on his arm, which was already a bloody blur.

There was heavy breathing inside the tent, and the man was still alive, but the bare hand was missing a few fingers. The wound is uneven, it is a rat that bites off his finger, I am a little shocked, in the early years I heard that there are people in the countryside who sleep at night and are bitten off by rats, but I have never seen it, and now, I really understand the horror of these rats.

But a very puzzled problem appeared in front of our eyes again, the big living person should always know the pain, at least not so that the whole finger is bitten off, this person's situation, it seems that the situation of this person is not very good.

The old generation was finally called to help, and the three of us completely ripped the tent open, only then did I see the person curled up inside, and saw a big blonde hair, I couldn't help but scream: "Yellow haired ghost!" ”

The sleeping bag wrapped around this man's body was cleaned by a few of us, there was a bitten hole in the back of the tent, and the sleeping bag was the same, the rat must have escaped from the fire above, and he got into the tent in the impatience of the flames, only to be hit by it by mistake and met such a person.

I have some pity for this person's luck, but I am really unlucky, I have become like this, and now I am being bullied by rats.

The sleeping bag was completely dismantled, and the sleeping bag was still attached to the seat belt, which was used for landing the wounded at a high altitude. There were no obvious external injuries on this person's body, the only thing that was more terrifying was the bloody hole on his neck that was the thickness of four fingers, but it had been blocked by a blood scab, and the bandages scattered on one side seemed to have been bandaged and tossed open by him.

He was still wearing equipment, and he was probably taken all the way down after he was incapacitated, and now everyone else is out, leaving behind this drag bottle that might have made a mistake.

We checked him out, but the three of us combined for a few tricks, and we don't know what the main reason is for his current condition. One of his hands is considered useless, two fingers have been eaten by rats, and one is still hanging on his finger with skin attached. We rummaged through a large bag in the tent for medicines, and in the end we were pleasantly surprised to find not only medicines, but also an automatic rifle more than half a meter long. It's very much with the fat man's appetite.

Holding a rifle, the fat man looked at the yellow-haired ghost lying down, he snorted a few times, and said: "We are all civilized people, we don't take your things in vain, act as the boss, and practice medicine." ”

I looked at the old man in amazement, but through his eyes, I still knew that this foreigner had given the fat man shabu.

The old generation opened the slightly closed eyes of the yellow-haired ghost, and he didn't need the light at all, I knew that he was hopeless, his pupils may have begun to spread as early as we came down, and people were estimated to be in a coma before they were bitten by a mouse, and thanks to the bite of the mouse, he had the strength to return to the light.

The old generation looked at it, and shook his head, the result is not too optimistic, people can basically be sentenced to death, which makes my heart a little throbbing, in our opinion, this seems to be passing by, can be saved, can not be saved, that is also no way, but he should be able to hear some voices, if it is me, at the time of dying was said to be absolutely dead, there is no power to return to heaven, then I am afraid it is better to help the other party to give a happy.

We shook our heads and didn't know what to say, but suddenly, among the four of us who could breathe, it was this one who didn't have much breath to breathe first.

We were a little farther away from each other, and I didn't hear clearly, and I was the closest, so I hurriedly put my ear to it, but I really couldn't understand what words came out of his mouth in confusion.

The fat man looked helpless at me, so he pushed me away and leaned in by himself, he listened to it for a long time, and kept hey...... Ay...... Ay...... agreed, and seemed to talk.

I waited for him to sit up and asked about the situation, but I didn't expect the fat man to say vaguely: "Hey...... He said thank you for saving his life and told us to go back and tell his mom that he loved her. ”

After listening to the black lines in my head, I felt like I was soaking the fat man, but looking at his sworn appearance, I felt that this person really had something wrong with his brain.

was thinking about how to scold him, but the old generation went straight over, and he did the same as us before, until he heard that this person no longer made a sound, and then turned his head back.

The old man left his original position, and when he turned around, he spoke a very long piece of English. With my ability, I didn't even know the meaning of one of the words, and when he was finished, the fat man and I both looked at him with the eyes of an idol.