051 Stay in the desert to be rescued
Immediately stopping the car, Moussa and I opened the 'door' and rushed down the slope, and in front of them, Professor Aymerdin and the others also heard the noise and hurried down.
The truck was upside down in the dust, and both Ricky and Singer grinned, but they were sane enough to call for help. We broke open the deformed car door and dragged Ricky and Singer out one by one. Ricky was only slightly injured, but Singh in the co-pilot was seriously injured, and the impact of the flip just now made his right 'leg' unable to move, I am afraid that it was already broken, and his right arm was also bleeding.
Ricky looked at Singh's expression full of pain, and felt remorseful: "I'm sorry Singh, I'm sorry, I'm so excited, I just wanted to play in the sand, but I didn't expect it to be like this......
As he spoke, the wound on his face and blood slowly oozing out, I hurriedly asked him to stop and comforted: "It's already like this, don't say more, just lie down in peace first." ”
Ricky nodded in embarrassment and closed his eyes, his brow still furrowed. On the other side, young men were moving all the contents of the truck to the ground, and they had to work hard to straighten the fallen truck. Musa climbed into the tattered driver's seat, tried for a long time, but the car remained silent, and after a while, Musa finally poked his head out and reluctantly threw out a word.
"The truck is broken and can't go. ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped. The vast desert, the car can't be driven, and there are a lot of instruments and items left, which are bound to need to be left behind. However, it is far away from the city, and there is no reference, once the wind blows, it is very easy to 'get lost', and sometimes even the positioning equipment will fail. Besides, who would want to come to the depths of the desert if they were looking for a trailer or a repairman?
Singer's painful moans made Professor Emmedin's brows furrow, full of distress for this proud 'doorman', and immediately waved his hand and decided: "Send Singh and Ricky back to the hospital in the city in the off-road vehicle first, and the others will wait first." ”
As soon as Professor Emmedin's voice fell, the young teacher next to him immediately stood up: "No, these instruments are borrowed for a limited time, and they must be shipped back first." What's more, we don't know how long we'll have to wait, so many people stay here, I'm afraid there won't be enough food and water. ”
The professor thought for a moment and said, "Then leave two people here, there is enough food and water to carry the instrument back." After speaking, he glanced around the crowd, his tone became a little serious, and asked, "Who wants to stay?"
The whimper of the wind blowing the gravel is as faint as a complaint.
After a long silence, I looked up at Professor Emmedin with a determined gaze.
"Me. ”
"Me. ”
At the same time as my voice, there was another familiar male voice. I turned my head in astonishment, and smiled gently at Moses, as if pleased with this tacit understanding.
My heart froze, and I suddenly sweated.
Professor Aymerdin looked at Mousa and then at me, and frowned: "Musa is okay, and if you meet an Arab in the desert, you can also 'talk' a few words." But CECE can't do it, how can you rest assured that you're a 'girl' child staying here?"
I blinked, and said, "I'm not alone, isn't there still Musa?" After thinking about it, I added with reason: "What's more, I can't drive, and now that Singh and Ricky are both injured, it's a long way back to go, so it's impossible to let one person drive to the end, right? It's a hot day, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on. ”
When these words came out, I felt that I had a bit of Yun Yushu's "logical" demeanor for a while.
Professor Emmedin gave me a worried look, and I looked back with a calm gaze. He thought about it for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay then, let's go first." You and Mosa stay here, and we'll get someone back to pick you up as soon as possible. ”
"Good. ”
"Good. ”
In another tacit response, I glared at Musa with feigned annoyance, but a sweetness welled up in my heart.