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A meeting was being held nervously in the newly renovated wooden house of the Zhuping Village Committee. Except for the telegraph operator Xie Junhui, all the people in the house were old smokers, especially Guo Nanbei, who smoked one cigarette after another. He wished he could chew the cigarettes and swallow them. go. So when Xiao Xie opened the door and there was a lot of smoke, he thought there was a fire in the house.
Old Luotou was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette. From time to time he glanced at Guo Nanbei, who had a solemn look on his face. He still had that harmless expression on his face. If you observe carefully, Lao Luotou seems to be younger, at least more energetic than a few days ago. It is probably because he and Guo Nanbei have been eating and drinking in the past two days.
Platoon leader Chen Hu carefully drew on the map with red and blue pencils. He was planning the route into the mountain according to Lao Tou's oral instructions, and from time to time he used an eraser to erase lines that he thought were inappropriate.
The dim light of the kerosene lamp gives a warm feeling. Guo Nanbei has a special affection for this kind of old-fashioned oil lamp. When he was young, he used this kind of oil lamp in the countryside. Later, he used gas and other lamps, which are the so-called "carbide", whose scientific name is calcium carbide. When soaked in water, it will produce acetylene. gas.
"However, very few people could get calcium carbide in those days, and the army used it casually. The only place where this kind of rabbit didn't poop was kerosene. Nowadays, the domestic economy is developing rapidly, and many rural areas have been electrified. However, the remote Zhuping Village in southern Sichuan is still suffering from slash-and-burn farming.
"Chief, it's done." Chen Hu finally exhaled and pushed the map in front of Guo Nanbei: "It was planned according to Uncle Luo's wishes. Do you have anything to add?"
Guo Nanbei only glanced at the red and blue colors on the map and said: "Don't look at it, the map is dead and people are alive. Lao Luo is known as the living map of southern Sichuan. There are many places to walk through, and you can touch Tiger Leaping Mountain with your eyes closed." .¡±
"What about you?" Chen Hu looked at Guo Nanbei in confusion, his face turned red from holding back, why do you need to plan a route if this is the case?
Guo Nanbei smoked his pipe: "It's useless if you don't sharpen your guns quickly in battle. I thought that the team members must have this picture in mind, just in case"
"Halfway through the words, Guo Nanbei's heart felt like a stone was stuck in his heart. He didn't want to convey his state of mind to his subordinates. Whether it's just talking on paper or memorizing it by rote, everyone is familiar with the map and has peace of mind. In case of an unexpected situation, the team members can use this map to save themselves.
"Then let me let the brothers study it and make preparations for departure?" Chen Hu knew very well that he couldn't say a word at this time. The old leader was too angry in case he encountered his Iron Scales Ike.
Guo Nanbei was stuffing cigarettes into his pipe again. He glanced at Lao Luo Tou from the corner of his eye and nodded slightly: "Have enough weapons and ammunition. Let's set off on time at dawn."
"Yes." Chen Hu saluted with a military salute and turned around.
The oil lamp flickered a few times and was almost blown out by the wind. Guo Nanbei leaned close to the flame to light his pipe, but accidentally put out the lamp, and the room became pitch black.
"Lao Luo, how long does it take to reach Tiger Leaping Mountain Pass?" Guo Nanbei's voice came from the darkness.
Lao Luotou coughed a few times and said hoarsely: "If everything goes well, we'll be there in half a day."
"What if it doesn't go well?"
In the darkness, Lao Luotou coughed violently again. He did not answer Guo Nanbei's words. He didn't know why.
Guo Nanbei lit the oil lamp himself and looked at Old Luo Tou sitting in the corner thoughtfully: "If it doesn't go well, I will smash the guard sign and make it into molten iron."
That brand has almost become Guo Nanbei's heartache, not because Old Luo Tou said that whoever gets the guardian soul will die. He was not afraid of death, but what he was afraid of was that the sign should not be in his hands, but should be given to Nan Fei. Perhaps only he could unlock the secret.
The night breeze is blowing and the air is cold. Although the Qingming Festival has passed, the mountainous areas in southern Sichuan at high latitudes are still relatively humid and cold. Probably because of his bad mood during this period, Guo Nanbei felt the haze in the sky after coming out of the house. Zhou Fanghua's scientific expedition team has been out of contact for fifteen days, Chu Nanfei's search and rescue team has been out of contact for more than seven days, and there has been no news from Jiang Yihan's reinforcement team for three days, right?
This period of time passed like a year, chasing the telegraph operator every day to search for signals in the mountains, but undoubtedly ended in disappointment. Therefore, Guo Nanbei is particularly sensitive to dates. Today, the fog in the mountains has finally dissipated. He is going to lead his brothers to break through Diegu Peak!
Almost all his subordinates, including Xiao Weidong, are full of confidence. They don¡¯t know what Guo Nanbei is worried about? According to Xiao Weidong's understanding, we should have set off into the Diegufeng Mountain Area early, and even set up an outpost camp in the mountain to facilitate better rescue. Guo Nanbei doesn't want to act quickly, but he is always worried that history will repeat itself.
Only the team members who have participated in the Lop Nur Abyss operation know the stakes, but now I am the only one there. The most serious consequence of that action wasIt burned like a huge torch when struck by lightning.
Who said fire and water are incompatible? The scene in front of me completely overturned normal understanding, the "torch" burned in the heavy rain.
¡°What a fucking spectacle!¡± one of the team members said.
Jiang Yihan stared at the burning giant tree and said indifferently: "It doesn't rain there, of course it can burn. We have to be careful of flash floods. We have to move to another location later. The terrain here is too low."
He was not sure whether such a large stone forest pond could buffer flash floods, so for the sake of safety it was better to be cautious.
"Compared with Zhou Fanghua's archaeological team and Chu Nanfei's search and rescue team, Jiang Yihan is much happier. At least they can feel day and night, see heavy rain, hear thunder, feel the warmth of the sun and the tranquility of the moon. Despite the harrowing three-day trek and the thrilling challenges of the initial fog, they arrived safely at Shilintang.
No one can explain how this team escaped from that mysterious space. Why did they get different results when they were also lost in the fog? In Chu Nanfei¡¯s words, this is life!
Chu Nanfei doesn¡¯t believe in fate. He often says that his fate is very hard and he can kill the Lord of Hell.
The night is slow and moonless.
It felt like the sky was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and the visibility to the front, rear, left, and right was almost zero. How would it feel if someone were locked in an enclosed space of absolute darkness? You will imagine that the air in the surrounding trough can squeeze you flat, making you unable to stretch your limbs, move your body, or even breathe. You may also feel that the space is infinite, and as long as you can move, all places you can go are your territory.
So there is a famous saying: The world is as big as your heart is.
" And Chu Nanfei happened to be the latter. It wasn't because he was big-hearted, it was just that feeling. The whole world seemed to be just a few people from the search and rescue team, seeing each other with maximum visibility, and then continued climbing and groping towards the Tiger Leaping Mountain Pass, occasionally stopping to look at each other to confirm that each other still existed. It's not a way to gain a sense of presence, but a method I thought of after Liu Jinsheng "lost".
With an altitude of 1,800 meters, the absolute height is only over 900 meters. Why haven¡¯t we reached the mountain pass after climbing for so long? No matter judging from the physical exertion or the "one cigarette" time, we should have successfully reached the summit now. Because Chu Nanfei smoked one cigarette after another, not for the sake of smoking, but to count the time by holding the cigarette in his mouth without inhaling and letting the cigarette burn by itself.
This method is very effective when it is absolutely dark and you don¡¯t know how long the night is.
The search formation was kept very authentic: Chu Nanfei opened the way in front, Liu Jinsheng and Li Baoguo kept a distance of about five meters on the flanks, followed by a five-person expert team led by Zhang Hongwei, with Ouyang Na responsible for contact to avoid getting lost. After Huang Yuanyuan and Zheng Aimin broke up, they used flashlights to coordinate the team.
"Boss, how many cigarettes do you have?"
"The twenty-fourth branch."
"Why is it still twenty-four? It should be twenty-six, right?" Liu Jinsheng asked in a raised voice while holding the assault rifle.
The fireworks went out and almost burned Chu Nanfei¡¯s fingers: ¡°The smoke is gone.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com