Interstellar cat guide

More than half of the staff who followed the mountaineering team were newcomers who had just graduated, and they had only experienced four or five trips. They never thought that they would encounter such a situation. , I even forgot to escape, just stood there, trembling unconsciously from being frightened.

Even an explorer like Xiong Lal doesn't know what to do, so he can only wait for the other teams to arrive before making plans.

The flood was mixed with the torrential rain, and it became more and more fierce. The waiting time was submerged from the bottom to the knees. A guy carrying a camera was drenched in the drenching and cried bitterly. He felt that his life was over. The tears also infected other staff members, and the atmosphere of despair permeated instantly. Seeing that the cracks had reached their feet, the delirious few almost stumbled and fell, scaring the people around them out of their wits.

Mao Mi hugged a tree tightly, his body was soaked, and his teeth chattered from the cold.He kept hitting his forehead hard, trying to wake himself up. Only when his forehead was flushed red did the other teams try their best to climb up. One staff member even broke a leg when he was hit by a rock, or was killed by someone else. It was thrown up.

"What's going on now that we agreed to break the peak in March?" The chief producer wiped off the muddy water on his face and shouted at the others.

"Yes... I'm sorry, we don't know, it's already passed..."

"I'm sorry for the fart, it's all over now, it's all over!"

"Isn't it..."

Mao Mi let go of his hand, and just as he was about to persuade him, the mountain shook violently, and the crack collapsed in an instant. He almost instinctively threw himself on the edge of the cliff, swung his hand down, and managed to catch the falling body. The collars of the staff were so hard that even in such a majestic heavy rain, the sound of bone dislocation could be heard clearly and audibly.

"Hmm." Mao Mi endured the severe pain, his lower lip was bitten bloody, but with strong will, he still held onto the man tightly, and shouted with all his strength, "Strength! Come up, come up!"

The sense of weightlessness scared the staff out of their wits, and the collar strangled his neck until he was about to suffocate. He screamed for a long time before he heard Mao Mi's call. Only then did the rocks climb up again with difficulty.

He returned to the ground and choked on the muddy water a few times. After seeing Mao Mi's miserable state, he realized what happened, and bowed directly to him: "Thank you, thank you very much, I..."

Mao Mi looked around at the people who were still collapsing, and tentatively bent his saving hand, but he didn't feel anything. For a moment, boundless anger arose in his heart, and he stood directly on a stone, hoarse, like never before. The roar of the past cursed: "Wake up! Throw away all the backpacks and luggage, leaving only one or two important bags. If you don't want to die, throw them away! Can you be sober!! Is it useful to fight? Is crying useful? He Damn wake me up!"

The water level was down to the waist, Xiong Laer saw Mao Mi shouting with red eyes, finally regained his sanity, grabbed the backpacks of several producers and threw them down the mountain, and echoed back: "The things in my bag That’s enough, you’re looking for death if you’re carrying heavy loads, the memory chips left behind in the cameras, throw them all away! Listen to Mao Mi!”

Under his thick voice, the sense of security gradually rose again. People threw down their backpacks in twos and threes, barely suppressed their collapsed emotions, and asked tremblingly: "Then now... what should we do now... we Never been in a situation like this before, and there was no first aid equipment, we..."

Seeing that the scene had eased a little, Mao Mi also calmed down, and said as calmly as possible: "I will take you away, I learned a little how to find the way during the split peak period."

At this time, he only vaguely recalled some of Mao Hu's roughly mentioned words, but he knew that his vague memory at this time was all their hope.

The young man stood condescendingly under the rocks. His body was covered with muddy water and blood stains stained by the ground he fell on before. Against the monstrous torrential water and the terrifying mountain behind him, he was pitifully thin and small, but his expression was firm and steady. , so that people can't help but be convinced, and regard him as the last straw.

"But your hands... what about your hands?" The young man whose life he saved asked timidly, "It's more dangerous to lead the way like this."

His left forearm was twisting and turning to one side at this moment, it was obviously broken, and it looked like it was in shocking pain.

I wanted to say that I could bear it, but I didn't want a little girl to wipe away the tears, so I took the initiative to say: "I learned bone setting from my grandfather before, you can try..."

"I haven't heard you mention it before."

"Is it reliable?"

The staff chattered again, and the little girl didn't dare to raise her head in embarrassment: "I've only learned a little, I, I'm not proficient, I..."

"Hurry up, please." Mao Mi bent down and picked up a wooden stick in the water, biting it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and turned his body sideways.

The little girl, who was only in her early twenties, trembled across the water, touched his arm with her cold fingers, and looked at Mao Mi's disfigured face covered in muddy water, suddenly feeling sad, recalling the knowledge she had learned before, With the same stoic expression, he pressed hard along the bone.

Mao Mi's body shook violently, and the blood flowed down the wood. If Xiong Lal hadn't reacted quickly to catch him, he would have fallen to the ground immediately.He whimpered and trembled for a long time before recovering from the severe pain. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were still blurred, and he almost thought he had passed through a hell.

Sensation slowly climbed up from his arms, Mao Mi couldn't help sobbing, took a little water and sprinkled it on his face before completely calming down, took a half-human-high wooden stick from Xiong Laer's hand, and said firmly: "Let's go, if we don't go, it's really too late."

In fact, it has only been 10 minutes since the other teams climbed up to now, but for everyone, it is longer than a century.

At this time, the producer almost collapsed and shouted at a camera guy: "I told you to throw away everything, why are you still carrying the camera!"

The young man was obviously too scared to stand still, but he still held the camera tenaciously, motionless: "You taught me, and our duty is to record! If I don't take pictures of such a once-in-a-lifetime moment, I will be dereliction of duty!"

"You're sick! Life is more important than anything else, the worst thing is to switch to automatic flight mode!"

"Automatic flight may be damaged by rocks. I must record this. It is all taught by you. If you carry a camera, you must be faithful to the record!"

The producer was speechless, and tried to slap him and snatch the camera with difficulty, but was stopped by Xiong Laer.

But seeing the giant man who was still standing yelled in pain, his clothes were torn into pieces, his hair all over his body swelled up in the heavy rain, his joints deformed, and he turned into a giant bear in an instant.

This is a giant bear that stands more than three meters tall. Its hair is brown and red, its head is as handsome and majestic as a wolf, its body is strong and strong, and its tail is long and big, just like a squirrel. adult man.

"You just shoot here, whoever fails to tell me, I will take you away." Xiong Laer swung the boy on his back with his tail, and walked back consciously, "Mao Mi leads the way, I will cut the back."

"Let me break it..." A staff member said shyly.

The producer finally regained his sanity, and said bitterly: "At this time, to be polite is to seek death. Only Daxiong has the ability to stop. If you delay for a second, you will die for a second. They are all ready to go."

Xiong Lal, who regards the animal form as so important, changed his form and gave up his back. For him, this may be more uncomfortable than giving his life.Mao Mi looked at him respectfully for a few seconds, grabbed the stick, and turned around resolutely: "Follow me."

The chaotic crowd gradually lined up under the leadership of one head and one tail, and Lin Guangmo followed behind Mao Mi to prevent him from being exhausted.

Other resident members also followed closely behind, encouraging each other gave them a layer of confidence. Even though the past experience is not very useful at this time, they still have physical advantages and more skills, and they gradually began to Help each other and get orderly in the face of natural disasters.

On the only remaining camera screen, the long line was like a thin black line in the rumbling and collapsing mountain, as if it could be submerged in just a flip of the hand.Stones are flying along the mud flow, and the water level is constantly rising. Advance and retreat are inevitable disasters.

Mao Mi's legs had lost all sense for a long time, and only her waist could barely feel the biting cold of the water flow.The rain blurred his eyes, and he didn't bother to wipe them. The sense of urgency against time and the heavy panting of the people behind him were like a mountain pressing on his thin shoulders. He could only concentrate with all his strength so as to distinguish carefully. underwater road.

He doesn't want to die.

Nobody wants to.

So there is no other way but to move forward and persevere.

For a moment, even he thought about giving up.When he chose to be the first to lead the way, it meant that he chose to bear the lives of these dozens of people. This was an extremely heavy responsibility, heavier than his own life.

The originally difficult and dangerous mountain road is now full of dangers. One wrong step is fatal. No one has time to speak. The deadly silence tightens their hearts. People are holding hands. The only thing to do in the midst of loud noise and terrible vibrations.

I don't know how long I walked, and I couldn't be sure if I was walking on the right path. Most of the people were injured during the journey, whether they were mild or serious, but they didn't cry out for the pain, or they didn't know the pain anymore. They only had the determination to move forward. Prompting them to lift their legs that have long been unable to walk, with the last breath of energy in their bodies, they climbed against the water like walking corpses.

Mao Mi's figure in the camera is particularly thin. When the camera zooms in, his straight back begins to show a tired arc. The raindrops the size of coins hit him heavily, and he doesn't waver in the slightest. My own extreme physical effort led the way.

Even in this shaky scene, he has a reliable sense of calm and security, like a savior who binds everyone's hearts together, making people forget his thin and injured body and only know to follow his footsteps.

The rain only abates as the sky darkens.

Xiong Laer took out the flashlight and asked people to pass it to Mao Mi. At this time, the flood had submerged Mao Mi's chest. He raised his chin and struggled to identify the direction in the night.

Shen Ziyou said worriedly: "Now is the calm period, but the last earthquake will start in half an hour, this..."

"What is that! There seems to be a hole in front!" A sharp-eyed staff member shouted ecstatically.

"That's right, that's right!" Xiong Lal put down the person on his back, stood up and looked, the beast's excellent eyesight at night saw the distant terrain clearly, ran to the front, and shook off the heavy water droplets on his body , rubbed Mao Mi with his big head, "Are you okay, let me lead the way next."

"Okay...thank you..." Before he finished thanking, he staggered and fell down.

Xiong Laer was startled, and quickly rolled him up with his tail, put him on his back gently, and turned his head to encourage them: "Everyone! I'm sure there is a cave in front, not far from the top of the mountain, and it must be safe there, cheer up, let's cheer up Climb up!"

"come on!"

"come on!"

"We can do it!"

……

The sound of cheering resounded in the mountains one after another, and the atmosphere was finally much more relaxed. It was only now that everyone saw the dawn of hope. Even the wounded speeded up their pace as if they had forgotten their pain. suffer.

Under the confident leadership of Xiong Laer, they marched for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the huge cave one after another.

After lighting a fire with a lighter, Xiong Laer put Maomi on a dry boulder, and quickly inspected the cave before the earthquake started.

In the light of the fire, the cave full of green plants was also covered with a lot of green dry slime, which looked very disgusting.

"This should be a cave that was abandoned by wild beasts a long time ago." Xiong Lal let go of his last trace of worry after his inspection. But it should be useful, everyone rest at ease."

Hearing what he said, the people who had been frightened all day breathed a sigh of relief, put their clothes by the fire, took out food from their pockets and bear bags, and shared a little bit.

The earthquake started again soon, but the top of the mountain was not as violent as the bottom, and the slight shaking made them drowsy like a cradle.

Xiong Laer glanced at the thick hair on his body, then at the heavy rain outside, and sighed, but he did not transform into a human form, but lay down next to Mao Mi, and put him, Lin Guangmo, Shen Ziyou and others together. Close to their belly, and then cover them with their tails to keep warm together.

The loud rumbling sound continued throughout the night.

The indistinct crying also continued throughout the night.

Only the rain stopped slowly in the second half of the night.

Mao Mi shuddered in the warm hair, opened his eyes, and in the silence, he gently brushed his tail away, and sat in front of the cave entrance, only to see that the beautiful mountain was now a mess and chaos as hell.

He buried his head between his knees, and in the cold wind, he heard himself say two inaudible words.

"Jingchu."