Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 396 The Desperate Speed ​​of Rescue

"How? How much is this?"

"Three! I'm not a fool."

"Isn't it because you are afraid that you will be stunned?"

Bi Fang smiled. Everyone was safe and sound, which greatly relieved the pressure in his heart. Right now, he didn't have to worry about oxygen for the time being, and his life safety was also guaranteed. It can be said that apart from being buried, he was fine.

Yao Jun pushed Bi Fang's fingers away, stood up staggeringly, and turned on the headlight, only to find that there were snow walls all around, and a solid rock wall behind him.

"What's wrong with us?"

Rob on the side also lost his memory for a short time, let alone remembering what happened.

Bi Fang recounted the matter again, and then told everyone how the current space was formed.

Shocked, Yao Jun touched the snow wall, not knowing what to say: "My God, I must have saved the world in my previous life."

"The first-person avalanche, this is the most shocking film I've ever made in my life." Jarrett sat on the ground with a wry smile, he hadn't recovered from his near-death escape.

There were four avalanches in ten years, but they encountered one avalanche. Fortunately, there were no casualties.

"Xianzi, by the way, are you still broadcasting live?" Yao Jun asked.

"There is no live broadcast, and the drone is not drowned together, but I still have a first-person camera on the glasses." Bi Fang helped his sunglasses, pretending that the camera was on the glasses.

Although he brought a headlight and the darkness receded, but the light was not good, Yao Jun didn't care: "Why don't you continue to broadcast, what a good material, this is much more exciting than the last time you pretended to be buried, hurry up, I still If you want to report my father's safety, the old man must be crazy! Don't beat me with a belt when you go back."

Bi Fang is as good as others. In fact, when he just woke up, he also had the idea of ​​live broadcasting, to give some comfort to the anxious audience, but when he thought that other people were still alive and dead, he was still broadcasting the live broadcast, which was a bit immoral.

Everyone is fine now, and Bi Fang doesn't mind either.

At 4:34, eight minutes had passed since the avalanche occurred.

[How many teams were buried in total. 】

[Not sure, but there is one for Lao Fang and one for foreigners, at least sixteen people, right? 】

[Didn't Bi Fang meet one before, but was left behind later]

[Not sure, anyway, they must have stopped, and if they didn't stop, it would be almost eight minutes, and the golden rescue time is still seven minutes, usually less than]

【How to rescue Mount Everest】

[Helicopter, the helicopter should be able to fly up now, although it is a bit reluctant]

【Can fly but can't stop】

[Drop down, didn’t Lao Fang teach you that? 】

[I always feel that Lao Fang should be the one who came to save people now, I can't fix it for you anymore]

Although there were no phone numbers in the live broadcast room, the dense barrage never stopped. Every minute, hundreds of thousands of barrages passed by, and even the number of viewers soared to 4.5 million.

Avalanche live broadcast, this is a historic live broadcast that has never been seen before. Many people who have never watched the live broadcast have been attracted to it. If it works well, it will be a great fortune to keep these strange viewers!

Unfortunately, I don't know what happened to Bi Fang.

There were screams outside the tent, Wang Yongbo inside the tent sighed, and the photographers on the side were also at a loss. Not only Bi Fang, but also his boss Jarrett also suffered an avalanche, and his life and death were uncertain.

They can feel the vast avalanche from the base camp. The snow flow is rushing down the mountain vastly, just like the magma gushing out of a volcanic eruption, which cannot be resisted by human beings at all.

Human beings have evolved for 14 million years, but even with the development of science and technology, they are still powerless against this natural disaster.

Wang Yongbo looked at the woman beside him: "When will rescue arrive?"

The woman was a doctor arranged by the guide company, and she also stayed at the base camp.

Carlyle looked sad. As an experienced team doctor, she could not see any hope of surviving. Facing Wang Yongbo's question, she was even ashamed to say it.

"It may be this afternoon, or it may be tomorrow morning."

Afternoon, morning?

Wang Yongbo was taken aback when he heard these two words. He even had hallucinations because of his altitude sickness. The golden rescue time was fifteen minutes, and then you told me that the rescue might start in ten hours! ?

"Are you kidding?" Wang Yongbo read out every word with a grim expression. He couldn't believe the efficiency of such a rescue. Instead of telling him that the rescue would start in ten hours, it would be better for him to start preparing to collect the corpse now!

Carlyle was also very helpless, holding his head in his hands, not knowing how to respond.

In fact, she only estimated based on the previous few rescue operations. The first three times, no matter which one, the rescue was carried out on the second day, and even the number of helicopters sent was pitifully small.

The weather on Mount Everest is bad, and rescue cannot be carried out in the event of a disaster. Instead of waiting for the rescue team, it is better to save yourself.

Wang Yongbo gritted his teeth and stared at Kai Lei. After staring for more than ten seconds, his facial muscles suddenly relaxed. He sighed and sat down on the chair beside him. No one could do anything.

He mechanically turned on the phone, clicked on Bi Fang's live broadcast, it was still pitch black, and the barrage on it frantically flickered.

[Eat enough and have nothing to do. If you don’t do it, you won’t die. What age? Do you still want to rely on this to attract traffic? corny]

[How much is it? Fifty cents? 】

[I think what's wrong with 5 cents? With these 50 cents, people can support themselves and their families. what about you? Envious of others taking more and not working hard. I know how to scold him and scold you. Is this interesting? It is time to use the Internet to think about how to make money. How to make yourself better. Childish~! 】

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Wang Yongbo, who was already extremely depressed, was completely ignited. Where did this navy come from?

Called directly to the company headquarters.

"Where did these people come from? Have you checked the IP?"

Although Wang Yongbo was angry, he didn't lose his mind. He stared at the speech on the bullet screen, feeling very strange. There are everyone on the Internet, and it's normal to have black fans. Usually there are also Bi Fang's live broadcast room, but no one cares about it. Naturally, some fans responded, but the current frequency of appearances is too high.

"I've checked Mr. Wang, and it's still those common naval organizations, and the leader is Laohu."

"Sharks and tiger teeth are not willing to die? What the hell are you taking advantage of the fire to rob at this time?" Hearing this familiar name, Wang Yongbo immediately thought of Langya's deadly enemy, and spit out all the spit.

Laohu is the leader of the navy, known as the governor of the 100,000 navy, and has a lot of contact information to promote the navy, from the big star on the red carpet to the up owner of island B. As long as you have money, you can get full marks. , even a teenager with Down syndrome can become a symbol of glory for the nation.

Just as Wang Yongbo gritted his teeth and hung up the phone, Bi Fang's live broadcast room on the phone suddenly flickered.

Dazzled?

Wang Yongbo rubbed his eyes, but the next second, the camera shook again.

Yes, it did shake!

Wang Yongbo was very sure. After the camera shakes in the live broadcast room, a familiar voice came out from the microphone.

"Why is the headlight broken?"

Bangbang knocked twice.

The lights suddenly turned on in the dark studio.

"Phew, it's finally done."

The audience looked at Bi Fang and said.