Chapter 51 Rushing to Death
The little crew chief never floated again.
Muddy waves crashed against the dam, leaving only the sound of wind and rain.
The cold raindrops hit their faces randomly, and the two men and one woman in the pavilion suddenly came to their senses.
"Hey, help people, help people quickly!"
"You have a safety rope, go down and save him!"
As if they suddenly woke up, they suddenly became nervous about their friends and screamed at me.
Looking at the pale and gray faces, I had an increasingly uneasy feeling.
"What are you still standing for? Go ahead as fast as you can!"
"Do you know that not saving someone is the same as killing someone?"
"Move quickly, you are still not human."
All kinds of harsh sounds came towards me, and these three people seemed to be really anxious.
"It's too late." I stood outside the pavilion, holding tightly to the rusty railings of the iron bridge. "If you don't want to be like him, just leave quickly. This is not a good place."
"You are unwilling to save people, and you are still making sarcastic remarks here! Are you still a human being?" the curly-haired girl cursed.
"I have no obligation to save him! I also have a safety rope here. If you want to save someone, I can give the rope to you." I put my hand into my backpack.
The three of them shut up instantly.
A sneer appeared on my lips.
Actually I only have one safety rope, I said that on purpose.
They are obviously aware of the dangers of the reservoir, but they are not willing to put themselves at risk.
"Since you are not sincerely saving people, don't pretend to be here."
"Hey, what do you mean by this? Who said that we are not sincere in saving people, we just didn't react just now. Who wants to see his friend drowned in the water with his own eyes?" the curly-haired girl said reluctantly.
"How he fell into the water, you know better than me."
When the boy fell into the water, I happened to have my back to them. Although I didn't see him falling into the water, I guessed that he had something to do with the three of them.
The three of them stopped talking again, and their already pale faces became even uglier.
I didn't want to get entangled with them, so I grabbed the railing and walked onto the iron bridge carefully.
The water flows down through the gaps in the iron frame, and the bridge makes a creaking sound. On the left is the rolling water wave in the reservoir, and on the right is the downstream about 60 meters high.
No matter where you stumble and fall, it will not end well.
The wind was strong, the rain was pounding, and I was wearing a diving suit with limited mobility. I held on to the iron railing tightly, taking every step with extreme caution.
Halfway through, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the reservoir on the left out of the corner of my eye. That dark thing seemed to be approaching me.
My heart tightened and I turned my head sharply.
In the sight blurred by the heavy rain, there were only dead branches and fallen leaves in the rolling water waves.
The iron bridge is hollow. Due to heavy rains, the water level has risen, and the rolling water surface is less than three meters away from the bridge deck.
In the turbid water, there are always dark things flashing past.
The bridge is not safe and must be crossed as soon as possible.
I gripped the railing tightly and sped up.
With a tense heart, I kept staring at the water carefully. When my feet stepped on the solid ground, I breathed a long sigh of relief.
Standing in the pavilion, the wind was still strong, but the rain did not hit my head and face.
After wiping my wet head, I put down my hiking bag and was about to sit down and take a breath when I saw the three people holding their glasses on the iron bridge and walking towards this direction with great difficulty.
"What do they want to do?" I frowned, feeling annoyed.
They acted in a panic, as if something terrible was chasing them.
The rain was so heavy that I couldn't see clearly even though I squinted my eyes for a long time.
"Hurry, hurry up!"
They were panic-stricken, but they wanted to go faster but couldn't. They held on to their glasses, which they didn't know about life and death, and finally ran to the middle of the iron bridge.
"He's coming and he's going to catch up with us!"
"Help, help!"
Hua Shishi didn't know what happened, but he suddenly fell and slipped out of the wide gap in the iron railing. Fortunately, he grabbed the edge of the iron bridge with both hands and didn't fall into the water.
The body is suspended above the water, and the rolling waves seem to be right under my feet.
The two women quickly put down their glasses and went to pull up the flowered shirts. Unfortunately, they were too weak and couldn't pull up the flowered shirts after working for a long time.
"Hey, stop watching there, come here and help!"
The curly-haired girl waved at me anxiously.
Come again?
Why don't these people just stay in the pavilion over there? Why are they running around? It’s like rushing to die!
To save or not to save?
To be honest, I really don't want to help.
But after some inner struggle, I stood up, walked out of the pavilion, grabbed the iron railings, and climbed onto the iron bridge again.
In the rolling waves, the black thing appeared again.
Ups and downs, approaching the position of the flowered shirt.
The distance was not too far, and this time I saw it really clearly, and my scalp was numb.
It was a human head, with long black hair spread out to cover the face, so no matter which angle you looked at it, you couldn't see the face, only the black hair.
"Pull me up quickly, hurry up! He's coming!"
Hua Shishi seemed to have seen the head, and shouted in horror. His two legs hanging in the air kept kicking, which not only had no effect, but also accelerated the consumption of physical strength.
The hand holding on to the railing gradually broke away, and the whole person slid uncontrollably towards the rolling water.
The two women tried their best but couldn't pull him up even half a minute, and I was still about five meters away from them.
He is the darkest one among the five, second only to Xiao Flathead.
That's too late.
When the black head appeared below him, the pale hand completely cut it open.
The flowered shirt had a horrified expression, and together with the dripping water drops, it crashed into the rolling water.
The water splashed, and the flowered shirt was instantly submerged by the waves and never floated again.
In the wind and rain, the curly-haired girl's hands were hanging in the air, looking at this scene with pain and fear. It was unclear whether the water on her face was rain or tears.
The grief is not fake, it seems more sad than the straight-haired girlfriend in the floral shirt.
The straight-haired girl didn't know if she was just frightened. She stared blankly at the rolling river, with huge fear in her eyes. She struggled to get up from the ground, grabbed the iron railing and ran towards me tremblingly.
I sighed, stopped, and retreated to the pavilion.
Then, the curly-haired girl came to her senses, wiped her face and ran into the pavilion, looking at the straight-haired girl with eyes filled with hatred.
No one cared about the bespectacled man lying on the iron bridge. This poor man was once again abandoned by his companions.
He was the most innocent from beginning to end. I shook my head and prepared to save him.
"Are you really going to save him?" The curly-haired girl suddenly spoke coldly.
"Why aren't you letting me save people now?" I felt very funny.
The curly-haired girl shrank her pale body and glanced at the water in fear.
"We just saw Huang Hao in the water and ran here. We want to save people. You'd better think carefully."