"Whew... Comfortable!"

Half a bottle of underwater belly, Gu Laosan didn't dig anymore, turned around and lay flat under the sand dunes, looking like he was going to dry salted fish.

People are often like this, when facing difficulties alone, no matter how painful it is, they can grit their teeth and persevere, but once they have thighs to hold, they can't use any strength.

Han Daxia squatted to the side with a black face, he had just been beaten by a salted fish, and he was so angry that his stomach hurt, and at this time he was holding the half bottle of water that Gu Lang had left for him, but he couldn't drink it.

According to a salted fish, a good chance of rescue is ruined by someone's carelessness.

Of course, it was not necessary for Han Daxia to call for rescue, and there were more people who could be contacted in Gu Lang's WeChat. Chen Bai, Gu's father, Gu's mother, Wang An, etc., anyone who calls the embassy in Riyadh can call the rescue team.

It's just that from the domestic channel and then contact the official here, in terms of efficiency and speed, it is far less convenient than the old Korean head who "has friends in Saudi Arabia". As a result, who would have thought that at the critical moment, the always reliable old Han actually dropped the chain, which gave a salted fish the opportunity to mock him.

But after a certain badger threw out a bottle of water, the two were not so anxious, and Han Daxia also had the kung fu to be idle here, both Gu Lao San and the goddess of wisdom.

He found out that from the moment he entered the desert, the wise girl abandoned him, and his IQ dropped again and again. Just now, I was worried that the duffel bag was too big for a badger to take out, but in a blink of an eye, I found that people didn't take the whole bag at all, but took it out one by one.

Should we be angry about this? Theoretically, we should be happy, but Lao Han still couldn't help but be angry.

"Ugh..."

With a long sigh, Han Daxia didn't drink the half bottle of water in the end, but put it aside, ran to Gu Lang's place just now and continued to dig the sand.

"Tsk, you're not tired, let's rest!" Gu Lang squinted at Han Daxia on the side, and muttered: "There is a boss who helps us take out things, why do you bother to do that?" You think you are an excavator!"

Han Daxia stretched his face when he heard this, turned his head and said angrily: "What kind of temper is your badger, don't you know yourself? Guess what will happen when it comes out and sees you lazy outside?"

"Uh..."

Gu Laosan's tone froze, and then he hurriedly sat up, obviously being told by Old Han. Just before he could make any moves, another bottle of water flew diagonally and smashed him to the ground with a "bang".

"Whew!"

Han Daxia and Gu Lang, who grinned and got up, looked up, but at a higher position in the sand dune, a certain badger was baring his teeth and seemed to be scolding the street. The number of times the "middle claw" is erected can be called frequent.

Indeed, as Han Daxia said, Wang Ping worked hard to dig sand into it, and he had to stuff it for a long time before he could come out to catch his breath. Not to mention dirty, it's still very stuffy inside, just like mining. As a result, I finally dug it out again, and as soon as I showed my head, I saw a salted fish lazy there. And a bottle of water that took me twenty minutes to deliver, and in a blink of an eye, half of the goods were made.

"You're not too hot!"

Wang Ping scolded enough, and saw a salted fish muttering in a low eyebrow to dig sand with Han Daxia, so he turned around and drilled into the sand dune again.

It was uncomfortable to be uncomfortable, but the sand dunes, which I thought would take a lot of effort to dig into, only found that it was much easier than I imagined when Wang Ping went in.

As long as you use your claws to pick up the sand underneath you, the sand on top will push you to sink under gravity. It's just that when you go out, you need to dig diagonally upwards. If you go out horizontally, you will still be in the same place if you dig for a year. This is also the reason why Wang Ping's position is higher and higher every time.

It was also fortunate that the buried luggage was only a dozen meters away from the edge of the dune, and the most time-consuming search process was directly omitted. It was even said that if last night's storm had lasted for a few more hours, perhaps the dunes would have continued to move and the camp would have been exposed.

But it's not bad at the moment, Wang Ping estimates that if the luggage is buried in the middle of the dune, let alone looking for it, I'm afraid that Gu Laosan won't be able to receive the wifi signal at all.

"It seems that the luck of a salted fish has always been good..."

Wang Ping thought as he dug down, but then shook his head, but he didn't shake it in the sand.

"Phew, the luck of the fart doesn't depend on Lao Tzu!"

After digging down for a while, a badger's paw touched something again, and subconsciously stabbed it with a paw, but it was empty, but it fell directly.

Outside the sand dunes, as soon as the figure of a certain badger disappeared, Gu Laosan stopped, turned around and leaned against the sand dunes, and continued to raise the corpse. Seeing Han Daxia turning his head to look at him in confusion, he rolled his eyes and said, "Just make a show, are you really digging?" Remember to look at the time, the boss is coming out to remind me!"

"Damn... You're so smart!"

Han Daxia couldn't cry or laugh, he really didn't know what to say, so he stopped. It wasn't until nearly twenty minutes later that I started digging again. But the strange thing is that this time a certain badger stayed in it for an unusually long time, and the two of them saw that they had been digging for almost ten minutes and still hadn't come out.

"Boss, where are you, Boss?"

Gu Lang began to be a little worried, and pulled Han Daxia all the way to the sand dune, constantly digging up the sand under his feet to find the figure of a certain badger.

However, after another half an hour, the two of them were almost out of strength in digging, and a certain badger still did not appear.

Gu Lang knelt on the sand with weak legs, and saw that his eyes were red: "Boss... Can you ...... it~" Before a salted fish could cry out, Wang Ping stabbed him in the leg with a paw, and he jumped up in shock.

Picking up the sand in front of him, Wang Ping shook his head and shook off the sand on his hair, and then raised his eyes and glared at the stunned Gu Laosan.

"Why are you pressed outside, why didn't I stab you to death!"

Seeing that a certain badger was fine, Gu Lang breathed a long sigh of relief, and he didn't have any strength after his mood rose and fell, so he sat down directly and complained: "Boss, why did you go for so long this time!"

But then, he and Han Daxia found that a certain badger seemed to come out empty-handed this time.

"Didn't find anything?" asked Han Daxia with a frown.

"Lao Tzu is out, how can he not find it?"

Wang Ping tilted his little head and glared at Lao Han, and then groped in the sand, but he took out a steel cable with a ground nail, turned around and handed it to the two.

"It's ......"

After only being puzzled for a moment, Han Daxia reacted, hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and said in surprise: "You have tied all your luggage to it? Clever! Too smart! Boss, you are really the smartest I have ever seen...... Uh"

Han Daxia didn't wait to finish speaking, but he saw a certain badger shrug his shoulders extremely funny, turned around and slipped down the sand, and went straight to the bottle of water he had just thrown out, as if he didn't plan to help anymore.

Well, Wang Ping is indeed tied to the steel cable, but not all.

When digging underneath just now, he accidentally found Han Daxia's tent last night, and Wang Ping thought that he could remove the steel cable outside and use it as a rope.

However, the feeling of being stuffed in the sand was really uncomfortable, Wang Ping only relied on the approximate location in his memory, pierced the few backpacks he touched with steel cables, and hurriedly climbed out. As a result, halfway through the climb, I found that the steel cable was not long enough, so I dug back and dismantled a few others, which delayed a lot of time.

Seeing the two shouting the trumpet, standing on the sand dune and dragging the steel rope outward, slipping and falling on the sand slope from time to time, Wang Ping washed his paws below and sneered: "Little one, when Lao Tzu doesn't know that you two are lazy outside, right?

Don't look at the sand is very soft, you can sink into it when you step on it, but the resistance to pulling it out is much greater than you think.

When the two of them lost their strength and leaned against the sand dunes to raise their bodies, Han Daxia patted his head, secretly scolded himself for being stupid, and hurriedly got up and ran to the side to watch the lively camels.

This time, he tied the steel rope to the saddle of the camel, and with the strength of the camel, he finally pulled out the things under the sand.

Gu Lang didn't look at it, turned around and lay directly on the sand without moving, but Han Daxia ignored the same fatigue and bent down to check the things that were dragged out.

A total of two and a half backpacks came out. It's only half because the backpack strung at the end of the steel cable at the bottom has been torn open, and most of the contents are scattered. And the pile of things that fell out, especially the crumpled toilet paper-like map, looked familiar.

"Tsk tsk, providence!" Wang Ping's face was full of schadenfreude, this time he didn't have to worry about someone discovering that the map had been passive.

The remaining two backpacks were intact, with Gu Laosan putting equipment and wallets, as well as water and snacks. As for the knapsacks for hay and clothing and food for the two, they were still buried in the sand, and likewise, the campfire stand and the marching pot were not brought out.

"Do you want the boss to help you find it again?" Gu Laosan drooped his eyelids and said without being distracted at all.

"Forget it, those don't matter!"

Han Daxia opened the side of the rag-like backpack, took out a waterproof bag from the mezzanine, stuffed it into his arms without waiting for a badger to see it clearly, and then got up and said: "Don't waste time, let's speed up the progress and rush to Kabash as soon as possible to rest!"