Daomu Biji

These words are very rough and ugly, but they are extremely hard and clear, and the flashlight has been scraped and deformed, which may be the reason why it is always bright and dark.

The glass cover of the flashlight is covered with a thick layer of waterproof tape, the color is green, and that's how the blue goddess comes from! I couldn't help but scold, the dead fat man scared my soul, even if the search team saw it, I'm afraid it would be scared to death.

The meaning of these words is very clear, that is, tell me that they are still alive, but need rescue, the clue to find them is siphoning tide.

This flashlight has the longest power consumption of no more than ten hours, and it can still shine. The light is so bright that the time it is tied to the baby fish will not be long.

This guy is really fat! This baby fish hasn't appeared until now, obviously he judged that I would launch at this time. However, at least a thousand meters away from the missing place, how did they reach the underground without an oxygen cylinder?

Forget it, I don't want to think about it, I just feel that the whole person is clear, and a piece of vague stone finally sinks. Knowing that they must be alive, the rest are not important.

The most important thing now is to rescue people.

When I saw the phenomenon of siphon tide on the shore, it was speculated that the bottom of the lake may have an opening to the underground river. Looking now, the inference is correct, and the place where they are trapped is near the mouth.

The fat man said to follow the water flow, but the siphon tide has not started, how could there be water flow?

I tossed out the flashlight and wanted to feel the water around me. The cold lake water made my hands numb, and the rough things were okay. I felt that the water flow was completely useless, and visually, the water flow was still.

Thinking again, there is a way to grab the deposits on the iron man and let them float in the water.

Under the light of the searchlight, the white suspended particles spread out at once. I watched carefully. They gradually calmed down in the water, and then, very slowly, began to move towards the wellhead.

Sure enough! There is very, very slow water flowing down the well.

Siphonic tide still exists, but it is so weak that it cannot be detected by the naked eye. Looking at the direction, the oxygen pressure on the other side may be very low, making the water flow here **** back.

I looked at the oxygen meter, and there was still some time. I only brought this set of oxygen equipment. If I ca n’t find anyone this time, I might have to wait for Agui to bring in other equipment before I get a second chance, which is two to three. After the day, I must confirm whether they can persist for so many days. If possible, at such a short distance, I hope to bring them out at once.

Estimated the time, after the oxygen meter is zero, the compressed air inside can still last for twenty minutes. As long as the return time is controlled at about ten minutes, the time I can use for exploration is at least ten minutes.

It's not too late! I untied the oxygen cylinder on my body and sank it into the well with my hand, then planted it.

The inside of the well was very narrow. Fortunately, it was dug straight and sank all the way down. Looking at the altimeter, the oxygen pressure soon exceeded seven atmospheres and the depth was almost 90 meters.

Head down, the discomfort of the body reached the limit. Before, I was very nervous and did not feel it. Now it is only a little easier. The nausea caused by the extreme suffocating pressure immediately began to spread in the throat.

At this time, I must not vomit. There is gas in the organs in my body. Under the pressure of vomiting, the deposits may all rush into the trachea. I have to hold back hard, almost using the strength of the whole body to focus my attention. Move to the spot of the probe light.

Soon after, the blue bricks disappeared, revealing the veins of the rock. Obviously their project was only here, and the bottom was simply excavation. Also at this time, I began to feel bad, and heard a strange sound coming from the depths of the well, and the speed of the water became faster bit by bit.

The more I heard, the worse I felt, as if it was a very turbulent sound of water. I was about to stop and listen. The oxygen bottle below was suddenly pulled by a force and jittered.

I used my teeth to bite the respirator and let the snorkel hang the oxygen bottle, which was very difficult. This jitter, without a bit of a bit, the respirator took off from my mouth and sank deep.

I rushed forward and grabbed it. Fortunately, I made a security measure. There was a strap hanging around my neck. I wanted to pull the strap and pull the oxygen bottle up. I didn't expect the oxygen cylinder to sink to more than a meter, but it disappeared into my field of vision at a very fast rate.

At that moment, I saw the bottom of the well. It turned out that there was a water channel perpendicular to the well below the well. The water in it was very turbulent, and the oxygen bottle was sucked away at once. I just wanted to yell, the band around the neck of the oxygen cylinder was tightened first, and the force was so great that I almost strangled my neck.

Seeing that I was being pulled into the torrent, I bit my teeth and wanted to use the power of my neck to pull out the oxygen cylinder, but only after a few seconds I knew it was impossible, and because the blood vessels in the neck were stuck, my brain started No blood supply.

I scold fat people in my heart, why didn't I write this? Want to untie the strap with one hand, but can you still die if you untie it? At this point, I was almost unable to think. I just let my hands and feet loose and sink, and I followed the water first. Anyway, the fat man also made me follow the siphon tide.

Before waiting for any feeling, the person was pulled down by a great force. Half a second later, he was already dragged into the water channel, and was swept away by the current. I wanted to maintain my posture, but my shoulders slammed around. Fortunately, the waterway itself was two or three people wide, and it was hit by torrents all year round. It's very smooth, otherwise there will be some horns, and these two must be peeling.

Coincidentally, the oxygen cylinder was spinning in the water, and also turned to the side, and I collided with me after a slight delay. I was short of breath at this time, and I could hardly hold on, regardless of whether it was three, seven, twenty-one.

Finally found the snake-like snorkel in the turbulent water and hurriedly stuffed it back into his mouth. I didn't take a sip, but came down a steep dip. I flipped a few times, and my head hit the wall like a pinball machine and went down.

This fell directly shattered me. I did n’t know what was going on for a long time. I just instinctively bit the respirator, and I did n’t know how long I was taken forward. I suddenly heard a loud noise. The oxygen cylinder hit something blocking the waterway.

I woke up and wanted to protect my head but I didn't have time to react. Then I ran into the thing, and with a muffled sound, I ran into a mess. I am not as flexible as an oxygen cylinder. After a collision, I can only be pressed there by the water. Raise your hand. It was found to be an iron fence, and he turned around and touched it hard, without any gaps.

Is this the destination? When I looked up, there was no way around, all of them were extremely solid rock walls, and there was a dead end.

I don't believe it. I adjusted my posture and took photos with the searchlight carefully.

Damn it! It's weird! The fat man said that they can be found along the siphon tide. Why is it dead now?

Thinking again, I suddenly had a cold sweat, and my heart was bad. Is the fat man in the middle of the waterway? I was bumped into a mess just now, have I missed it?

It ’s just too fast, I did n’t even think about the situation around me in the past, and it ’s impossible to have such a fast response speed. In this case, I found an exit, and then went in immediately. Fortunately, I felt I was washed down. Not long, if the entrance is really in the passage, it should not be far away.

This place is relatively spacious. I carried an oxygen cylinder on my back and started to try to go back to the rock by the current. But after two steps, he realized that it was a bit terrible, and the water flow was too fast! Even where there is a hand, you have to use all your energy to move, not to mention the rock wall is smooth and deadly.

I tried all kinds of methods, tried various angles, and the results were all failures. The most successful one was about ten steps away from the iron fence, but as soon as the foot slipped, it was immediately returned to its original shape and was completely exhausted.

I was more and more feeling bad by the water.

It seems very ordinary here, but it is definitely a desperate situation. I am trapped in a place without a cage. Why didn't the fat man write down this detail?

If he couldn't really get out, he was killed this time!

Looked at the oxygen meter, the value can no longer be displayed, obviously it may run out at any time. I was a little flustered, shaking the iron railing vigorously, trying to see if I could take it down and walk back, but I found that it was all poured into the cracks in the stone with iron slurry, and it was sturdy.

The back was dark, and the searchlight shone, and the waterway dropped sharply, and the water flow became more rapid. Perhaps it was for this reason that the iron railing was built here, fearing that people would be caught in the narrower waterways.

For a time, I really panicked. I couldn't even hold my respirator. I took a deep breath and told myself to calm down.

I was always able to think of a way to get stuck when I was trapped, because human beings are creatures that can exert great potential with a little hope. I began to think quickly, watching and touching at the same time, trying to find a hint of inspiration.

At the beginning, I was full of confidence, thinking that there is no way to be a dead man, but what made me despair is that this time is different from the past. Although it is an open environment, it is very simple. It has been touched for a long time, but it is more confirmed. It is impossible for him to overcome the current, nor to remove the iron railing.

Although I continue to think, I have a vague thought in my mind: I can't escape this time!

Will definitely die.

The next few minutes, I will never forget in my life.

In a dark water channel, there are no monsters and nothing scary. Although my subjective consciousness does not want to admit it, the subconscious knows very clearly that he must die after a short period of time. The real death, this time cannot escape.

This feeling is terrible, the words are simply beyond description.

I suddenly regretted all the decisions I had made. On the one hand, I wanted to tell myself that I could not give up. I wanted to fight for the last moment, but my heart was completely desperate, and various thoughts appeared in my mind uncontrollably. Then he began to lose his mind, thinking about what would happen if he surfaced at that time? I thought about how my family would react if I died? Regret and fear make the brain confused.

Oxygen meter has long lost the value, can not determine when it will suffocate, can only make the last effort, while waiting for the moment to arrive.