The last member of the team, consisting of Xinan, two Sherpas and a porter, jumped over an ice crevasse when the ice and snow on the edge of the ice crevice suddenly shattered, and the Sherpa suddenly fell into the ice crevasse.

The porter in the middle of the group was also suddenly brought down by the successive ropes, and the whole person fell on the ice, dragged by the ropes and slid on the ice, Xinan and the remaining Sherpa quickly lay on the ground, fortunately, when the porter was dragged to the edge of the ice, they stopped the momentum of slipping.

The deliberately muffled cries for help attract the attention of the entire team (no loud cries for help, too much sound waves may cause avalanches on the mountain).

Tenzin Kawa himself has a lot of experience in mountaineering, and his mountaineering resume is enough to impress most mountain guides, although his iron-blooded methods are terrifying, but when the real crisis comes, everyone still invariably focuses on Tenzin Kawa, after all, he has always been a hero in the hearts of Sherpas, and this team is almost all Sherpas.

"Split into two groups to rescue, and the others move on and hurry through this glacier belt." Tenzin Kawa gave the order.

Our group, consisting of the four of us plus Larry, was one of the two closest groups, and we immediately approached the group that had the accident.

Another group went to the rescue, consisting of four people, three Sherpas, the leader named Poche, and the other was the young white man, named John.

Under the command of Larry and Poche, everyone was relatively calm, and after quickly approaching the scene of the incident, they adopted a seated position for protection, cautiously approaching the ice crevasse.

After getting a little closer, Poche asked, "How's it going?" (To make it understandable to us, Porche uses Chinese.) ）

"The drop was about five metres high, but luckily the snow bridge below was sturdy – the Karma had injured one of his legs, but he was still able to move. The other was fine, they were stuck on the snow bridge. ”

The Sherpa in the middle of the team told the situation to Pope, who was the first to approach, and the Sherpa was lying on the ground, the rope on his body was very tight, and the other end of the rope was connected to the two people who had unfortunately fallen into the ice crevice.

"Larry, your group will install the pulley set as soon as possible and prepare to lift, and my group will go to the ice crack to see it clearly, and wait for my password later." Poche, who was the oldest of the three groups in terms of age and seniority, was now under his command, and there was no objection to it.

But here's the problem, out of the five people in our group, only Larry has a lot of experience in mountaineering, and the four of us who don't know anything about installing a pulley set.

After the old knife and I quickly unified one thing with their eyes, they spoke: "Boche, why don't you prepare a pulley group, our group of complex rescues." ”

Poche immediately understood what I meant, but still frowned: "Can you do it?" The rescue situation in the glacier belt is complex and prone to accidents. ”

I insisted, "We have to take a risk, we don't have time to waste." ”

Poche hesitated for two or three seconds, then immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay." ”

I said to Larry, "Larry, all four of us are under your command. ”

Larry nodded a little nervously, wiped his face with his hand, and pointed to the cracks in the ice not far away like cracked wounds: "Put down your backpack first, bring an ice axe and an ice pick, I have rope in my bag, you don't have to look for it." I will try my best to lie on the ice and slowly climb over, so that as much area of my body as possible to contact the ice surface, and the front and rear team members will grasp the distance, understand? ”

We all nodded.

"I'll start first, don't rush, master the distance, and keep the rope as tight as possible."

After Larry finished speaking, he untied his backpack, put the rope on his body, and then held an ice axe in one hand and an ice pick in the other, and the whole person fell on the ground made of ice and snow, and crawled towards the ice crack.

After him is me, and I do the same, then Lao Dao, Shen Tangzhi, and finally Hyde.

As Larry moved forward, I had to move forward with the same rope, and I kept a distance of about fifteen meters from him, keeping the rope between the two of them tight, and after me, so did the old knives.

On the way to crawl, maybe it was an illusion - my body could feel a slight vibration on the ice, and a faint "click" sound, as if the ice was cracking under me, but with my eyes, it was not, and this feeling made my mind extremely tense, and the so-called walking on thin ice was like this.

It didn't take long for Larry to move to the edge of the ice, and I saw Larry's head in the ice, and then I heard the shreds of Nepali in the cold wind, and I breathed a sigh of relief—Larry and the Karma were talking.

This at least means that in Larry's judgment, the ice crack is relatively stable, otherwise Larry would definitely urge everyone to form a longer rope group, and only try the way of the pulley group to rescue him, and he himself will retreat immediately, so as not to cause more pressure on the ice crack surface.

The others had already begun to move, and Poche's group had all removed their blankets from their shoulders, and the pulley set had begun to be installed.

Among the group of people in distress, those who are still on the ice are Xinan and another Sherpa, the Sherpa is quite calm, and he tightly holds the rope in his hand, while Xinan is already sweating profusely, lying on the ice and not daring to move, the whole person looks extremely nervous.

Larry went back and told me that our task at this point was to keep ourselves firmly on the ground and prevent some accidents:

If the ice crevices continue to crack and he himself is in danger, then I need to be able to stop his fall with a rope as soon as possible.

"Now, let's start anchoring." Larry said.

Anchor points are used to hold ropes and pulleys in place, and with anchor points, we can have a relatively strong support point on the ice - as long as the ice surface does not crack.

I looked around at the ground around me, picked a sturdy-looking spot, and began to use an ice axe to cut through the snow in preparation for an anchor point.

The snow wasn't deep, and it didn't take me long for the ice axe to hit the ice below.

Larry in front of me touched the ice faster than I did, and I heard him say a few words to the Sherpa next to me, in Nepali.

I asked him what was wrong.

Larry's face was ugly, and he said that if it was a relatively stable and safe dry glacier, the ice of this kind of glacier would be gray and very transparent, while the ice surface in front of him was mainly white and more transparent.

I took a closer look, and sure enough, as Larry said, the ice was very white and transparent.

Looking back at the old knife and Shen Tang in the distance, their faces were also very solemn.

The ice was much harder than I had imagined, and it took me a lot of effort to knock a finger-deep hole in the ice, wipe off the remaining snow foam with my hands, and prepare to use the icicles to lay the anchor point.

But at this moment, I suddenly felt as if something was shaking in my vision!

That seems to be ...... Light?

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and my heart sank suddenly—it was refraction!

Refraction of light from under the ice!

Beneath the ice, there's movement!

I quickly threw away the ice pick and ice axe in my hand, and threw myself on the ground, I pulled the kettle from my waist, unscrewed the lid, and poured the water from the kettle on the ice.

The snow on the ice melted quickly, and the "dirty ice" on the surface of the glacier melted somewhat, and then, almost frantically, I wiped the water stains on the ice with my hands and sleeves, and then I put my face on the ice and looked under the ice......

After a while, my eyes widened and I breathed more and more rapidly, and finally my whole body trembled slightly.

An invisible fear instantly gripped my heart, and I couldn't help but shout: "Dark River! Beneath this glacier - there is a dark river! ”

"What?!" Larry looked back at me with a look of shock.

I pointed my finger at the ice: "The ice here is thin, and there is a dark river down there!" ”

Everyone froze, but before everyone could come back to their senses, almost at the same time, another exclamation came from not far away—

"Snow Bridge! The snow bridge is going to crack—"

That's the voice of the Karma!

Almost as if it were a teaser, I immediately heard a few "clicks", and the desperate voice of the Karma came: "No-"

"Larry, help me!" The Karma group of Sherpas who were still on the ice got up and called for help to Larry, but before Larry could call for help, the Sherpa was suddenly pulled on the ice by the rope on his body and dragged into the ice crevice!

He let out a terrible cry and disappeared from sight.

But a familiar figure ran towards the outer edge of the glacier belt, and it turned out to be Xinan!

I immediately understood that this guy had already secretly cut the rope attached to his body!

Larry yelled in Nepali and crawled at me like a lizard, yelling, "That bastard is going to kill us!" Crawl! Climb! ”

Beneath the glacier, a sleeping beast is about to wake up, and Larry's warning is like a deep snort before the beast wakes up.

This time, I really felt a slight vibration on the ice, and at the same time, there was a "creaking" sound in my ears, which sounded like a beast chewing on bones, which was terrifying.

In an instant, all the points of the event were connected in a straight line in my mind - the snow bridge would break, the ice crevasse would expand, and all the ice surface I stepped on would collapse into the dark river under the glacier!

The problem is that the dark river under my feet is just a lucky glimpse of the leopard, and I don't know how wide and long the dark river is, and where it leads!

If there is a huge hollow layer under this glacier......

The creaking sound of the ice breaking suddenly became louder, and I heard a frightened scream in the distance, it was Xinan's cry for help!

At a glance, I saw that Xinan was desperately trying to escape from the ice crevasse where the Karma was in distress, and behind Xinan, a shocking huge crack appeared on the glacier, and it was closely following Xinan's footsteps, and around this huge glacier fissure, the spider web-like cracks spread rapidly!

Then, piece by piece, the glacier shattered and collapsed, and the creaking sound turned into a terrible roar!

Almost instantly, a new crack was like the huge mouth of a fierce beast, and it suddenly caught up with Xinan's footsteps.

"Help! No—"

Xinan, who was trapped in the ice crevice, let out a miserable cry, and in the next second, the cry for help was covered by the roar of the glacier collapse, and Xinan had disappeared from the ice.

"Mr. Ji, get up and run-"

Larry had already run to my side, and I was just waking up from a dream, and I was not afraid to use my hands and feet together, and I was no longer afraid of whether it would cause a second collapse - because the ice crack behind me had cracked in our direction!

Larry pulled me up and shouted as hard as he could, "Run!" Come on! ”

All of us, including Old Knife, got up from the ground and ran with Larry.

"Help, help us!"

Not far away, another cry for help sounded, and when I looked, it was Poche's group!

It turned out that due to Xinan's wild running on the ice, two new ice crevasses branched out at the same time, one cracked in our direction, and the other group actually turned a corner after devouring Xinan's group of people!

Almost instantly, the two Sherpas at the very end of the line were swept into the depths of the ice, and there were ropes between them, and the remaining three were now being pulled by the taut ropes and gliding on the ice, and they were about to be dragged into the shattered ice.

The only good news is that at this point, the ice crevasse suddenly stopped cracking.

"Cut the rope!" Larry shouted at them.

"Knives, knives...... It's gone—" The voice of the response was already crying.

They were being dragged in a straight line with the direction they fled, and if they were not rescued, they would pass us and be swallowed up by the ice like everyone else.

If the Sherpa in the middle of Poche's group had cut the ropes, everyone would have been saved, but his knife had fallen......

If someone else cuts the rope, it costs them their lives.

"Catch, everybody hold the ground!" Poche shouted, "We Sherpas can't give up honor!" Larry, think of a way! ”

By "honor", Poche is the reputation of the Sherpa Alpine Collaboration in the world – the most effective and trustworthy mountaineers, always taking on the most dangerous work, never giving up the lives of their comrades until absolutely necessary......

Marry for men, die for life!

Porche's words are clear: others must be saved, and there can be no more sacrifices.

Two of Popche's group had already been swallowed by the ice crevasse, and of the remaining three, Pope was far away from the ice, followed by the young white man named John.

Suddenly, K's prompt came to mind: "Follow the stranger".

Perhaps, we can't afford to lose these two white people, and they may be of great help in the rest of the journey.

And at this time, I suddenly realized that I still had an ice axe and an ice pick in my hand!

A sudden surge of courage made me shout: "Cut the rope!" I'm going to save people! ”

Larry, Lao Dao, Shen Tangzhi, and even Hyde, who was farthest away, all exclaimed in different languages at the same time: "No! ”