Crossing the Western Tianshan Mountains

Wu Yongjie finally realized why Aiboli was still very reluctant to come here even though he offered him generous treatment, because he was really gambling with his life.

At that moment, Wu Yongjie realized they couldn't go any further. The three of them didn't have the skills to undertake a professional expedition yet. But if they didn't move forward, who would determine the extent of the glacier? Wouldn't Li Jianguo and the others have to do it? Wouldn't they have to continue taking risks?

Ayiboli finally understood what Wu Yongjie was thinking. He walked over and said, "Captain Wu, I can't leave my wife and my children. Even though they're grown up, they still need me!"

Portela said nothing, but just stood there and continued to observe his surroundings like a vigilant leopard.

Wu Yongjie patted Ayiboli's shoulder in understanding. "You are right."

Wu Yongjie didn't immediately consider his next move, but he didn't act rashly. He appeared impulsive and aggressive, but he could be quite steady at times. Especially when faced with a crucial decision, Wu Yongjie's composure was exceptional. He lit a cigarette and gazed at the rolling, snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Beneath the snow, there were ice caves leading underground that they could not fully explore.

These ice caves are connected to underground glaciers.

This glacier could block their way through the Western Tianshan Mountains.

Portela and Ayiboli did not disturb him. They had lived in the mountains for a long time, and what they possessed most was patience and perseverance. They lived in confrontation with the mountains, and in the confrontation with the mountains, they sought the true meaning of life. They knew that sometimes silence was more powerful than noise.

Wu Yongjie finished his cigarette, then continued smoking another. Then he said, "It's the 21st century now. I don't believe there's no way to solve this problem. Let's go back."

Portela and Ayiboli nodded and praised in unison: "Captain Wu, Jiaxixi (Excellent)!"

On the way back, we almost completely followed the footprints we took when we came here, but something went wrong halfway. Some ice caves were not only covered with snow, but the snow was very thick and formed an ice shell. When people stepped on it, they felt that it was solid, very hard and strong, but if they stepped on it repeatedly, there was a high possibility that it would collapse, causing people to fall in.

Wu Yongjie and his friends encountered this kind of thing. First, Ayiboli jumped over, then Portela, and finally Wu Yongjie. As soon as one of his feet stepped on that place, he felt his body lose balance and fell down.

It only took him half a second to realize that there was an ice hole under his feet, and the shell on the ice hole had collapsed, and he was about to fall in.

He instinctively grabbed the snow beside the cave with both hands, but still couldn't stop the trend of falling. At this moment, Portela reacted and grabbed Wu Yongjie's wrist without hesitation, but in this way, Portela's body was also pulled down, but fortunately, the speed of sliding down was a little slower.

Ayiboli quickly untied his belt and hung it on a protruding rock nearby. He held his belt with one hand and pulled Portela's feet with the other...

It sounds slow, but in fact everything happened very quickly. If one of the three people had reacted a little slower, something would have happened within seconds.

Wu Yongjie, who was hanging at the bottom, felt the snow foam falling continuously from above. His face was cold and a lot of white snow had also filled his neck. Botli's expression was ferocious and could not be seen clearly. All he could hear was him saying, "Hold on tight, don't fall down. If you fall down, you will never be able to get up again!"

Wu Yongjie lowered his head and looked down. It was a bottomless hole with cold air rushing up, like a passage to hell.

Wu Yongjie had never been truly afraid of anything since he was a child, but at this moment, fear suddenly grew out from the depths of his heart, like a sharp thorn, piercing every bone in his body.

But when he felt that Portela's body was still sliding down, he knew what the result would be. With red eyes and a hoarse voice, he shouted, "Let me go! Otherwise, we will both slide down!"

Potter couldn't make a sound because he was holding it in.

Ayiboli didn't make a move either. His arm ached as if it was about to be dislocated...

Wu Yongjie knew that it was unlikely that he would escape today, and strange things came to his mind. For example, when he arrived in Wensu County some time ago, he ate a kind of food that made him extremely soothed. Many men gathered around a big earthen stove, and there were many small stoves on the stove. Each small stove had a small pot. The pot base was also the simplest mutton base, but there were many other flavored dipping sauces.

Simmered over low heat, the soup is delicious and the dish can be eaten while it is cooking. The open fire keeps the winter warm and the smell of fireworks is strong, as if you have finally returned to the world from heaven or hell.

He originally planned to find a day with good weather and take Fang Ya out to eat.

Not yet.

He thought again of the West Tianshan Tunnel construction camp, where workers gathered around a big pot, waiting to be served milk tea. Once the tea was served, they stood by and drank it slowly.

The severe cold retreated like this.

He actually thought of Ling Fengxi at this moment... This guy didn't know that the road ahead for tunnel construction was already so bad. He was so determined to cross the Western Tianshan Mountains. If he failed, would he vomit blood?

……

Just as he was daydreaming, he suddenly felt his body moving upwards. When he realized that he might be able to get out, in fact half of his body was already exposed outside. He suddenly reacted, and his legs, which had been stiff, suddenly became flexible. He kicked hard a few times and turned over.

Then I felt a sharp pain in my legs, and my whole body was in pain as if it was stiff. My whole body was in pain, and Portela and Ayiboli were not much better...

One of Aiboli's hands was covered in blood, which was caused by the friction from holding the belt. The other hand was probably dislocated, and he was holding his other hand and crying out in pain.

Portela was in a slightly better condition, but not much better. He sat there in a daze for a long time before finally wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

He cried.

The fact that the situation was finally reversed today and all three of them survived was entirely due to the perseverance and determination of Ayiboli and Portela, two men from the mountains.

It was superfluous to say anything at this time. The three of them just exchanged glances, and they understood at this moment that they had become lifelong friends.

It will never change in my life.

The three of them each held their wounds and relaxed for a long time, then Aiboli turned around and kowtowed to the protruding rock with a look of piety.

Portela followed Ayiboli and kowtowed to the rock.