I took a deep breath and frowned, not knowing what Zhang Guoqing had experienced.

What the hell is the demon and monster he is talking about?

And he was talking about a battalion, which means that there were four or five hundred people here, to say the least.

I dug up a total of 20 military trucks, and on average, there were more than 20 people in a car, and four or five hundred was just right.

"Four or five hundred, all dead here?" The thought of four or five hundred people buried in the sand beneath me gave me chills.

Only then did I notice that the fire at my feet had been extinguished.

The luncheon meat is not fully heated, but the white fat is gone, and there is no taste of raw oil, and it still tastes so delicious.

It's a pity that there are not many of them, only two boxes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I can't help it, I'm alone in the desert, if there is no food and water, I will die, so I can only take yours! "I was scavenging supplies from the cabs of various military trucks, and I was muttering words on my lips.

Although I know that by digging up an entire military truck, I can get more.

But I didn't, it was too much work.

Second, I don't want to see so many dead soldiers at once.

Twenty cars were looted, and I got eleven jugs of water, fifty or sixty cans, and forty flashlights, all of which I had to take with me, because they were all useful to me, especially the flashlights, and I took them all with me, although there was an easier way, which was to remove the batteries, but I decided to take them all.

I didn't have a backpack, so I carried more than a dozen satchels.

There were other things that I didn't need and I didn't take.

I want to emphasize here that is the military coat I was looking for, but I didn't find it.

The reason why I want to find a military coat is also to protect against the cold, it is too cold in the desert at night, there is no fire, there are no thick clothes, I can freeze to death, I can survive, I don't know if it is lucky.

Although I didn't find a military coat, I did find a sheepskin coat, presumably owned by a soldier or a leader, and I took it for my own survival.

After that, although I was very tired and sleepy, I left this sand valley and I didn't want to stay here.

It's not because I'm afraid that there are four or five hundred soldiers buried here, but because I need to find someone else, and although I have enough food and water now, who knows how long it will take to get out of this desert, and if I finish eating and drinking, and before I get out, then I will not be trapped here and die.

Leaving the valley, I discerned the direction a little and walked in what I thought was the right direction.

I didn't actually have a destination, I remember that the convoy was heading west, and since it was heading west, it meant that our destination was in the west, and I just had to go west.

After walking for more than three hours, the sun rose to its highest, and it was almost too hot, and I really couldn't walk.

I think

Walking in the desert during the day is chronic suicide.

I was tired and thirsty and fast, and I thought that eleven jugs of water would be enough for me to drink for eleven days.

As a result, it was only three hours, and I had dried four pots, and I couldn't go on like this, and if I continued like this, I would run out of water in two days.

If they can find Victoria in these two days, they can do it, but what if they can't find it? Am I going to die of thirst?

So I made a decision to find a place to rest, and it just so happened that I was also sleepy and could wait until the evening to get on the road.

It's cold at night, and you won't get cold when you exercise.

However, it is still very difficult to find a place where I can block the sun, and I searched for a long time, and finally saw a dry tree in the desert, which was Populus euphratica.

When this tree is alive, it is the same color as the desert, golden and yellow, and it will be very, very beautiful and magnificent when it reflects the sunset in the evening.

When you die, it's also very magical.

It is said that after this tree dies, it can not fall for thousands of years, and after it falls, it can not rot for thousands of years, and it is the most typical tree in the desert.

The tree is estimated to be more than a thousand years old, because it fell and had no bark, and it is estimated that the bark was blown away by the wind and sand.

The trunk is a bit like jade, probably polished by wind and sand, and it is unusually smooth.

I chose a branch, and put the sheepskin coat I had brought over the trunk, and tied it with a rope, so that if the wind might blow it away again, it was an essential equipment for my survival at night.

I made an awning out of a sheepskin coat and branches, and then I lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

It was still a bit hot at first, because the sand was piping hot.

But the advantage of this climate is that as long as there is no sun, it will cool down quickly.

When the temperature cooled down, I woke up and was frozen and woody.

At this time, the sun had set, leaving a red glow in the sky, like its reluctance.

With the little light I had left, I quickly broke some branches and heated a box of canned food, all of which were luncheon meat, and nothing else, but I still liked to eat it.

This may have something to do with the fact that I am not a nobleman in my bones, and I have not developed the habits of the nobles, and the stomach of the nobles.

I remember once encountering, personally experienced, with a girl who didn't know where to hook up, to a high-end Western restaurant to pretend to be forced.

High-end restaurants, what you order is nothing more than some seafood, lobster or something.

After the girl finished taking photos and posting them to Moments, I started eating, and it tasted really good.

But there was a table next to it that was on fire, and a girl ate a bite of shrimp and spit it out, saying that it was not fresh shrimp, it was frozen, and shouted to call the manager and the chef.

I thought it was a bit of a fuss, and it tasted good.

As a result, the girl said that if she ate frozen seafood, she would vomit, and then she really vomited

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I was completely speechless at the time, our group of pseudo-upper-class people, who had saved up for several months of wages to have a meal, and all kinds of people who showed off on Moments, all of a sudden turned white.

Okay, look at people, this is the real aristocracy, you will vomit when you eat frozen, and we just feasted, and we praised other people's things for being delicious and fresh, which is a shame to be a big shame.

In order to save face and pretend to be a nobleman, many beauties also vomited on the spot, and the girl I brought also vomited, not that she was pretending, or that she was also a real nobleman, but it was too disgusting for so many people to vomit, and she couldn't help but vomit.

It was quite a big deal at the time, and finally the high-end restaurant in the royal city closed.

Although frozen shrimp is not a violation of anything, but everyone is going to prove that they are nobles, you are not worthy of nobles now, who still goes, and finally has to close because there is no one.

Later, that girl, I never made an appointment again, the reason is very simple, the girl's vomiting appearance is too ugly, the things that spit out are too bad, I can no longer put my mouth down, when I think of kissing her, her expression of vomiting, and the taste of the food that I spit out, I want to vomit myself.

"Gross!" Now that I think about it, I still want to vomit, and I almost vomited the luncheon meat I ate.

After eating, it was completely dark, the wind was up, it was quite cold, it was still cloudy tonight, there was no moon and clouds, I wrapped my sheepskin coat tightly, turned on my flashlight, and began to walk forward.

The desert is pitch black, there is no reference, outside the range of the light, nothing can be seen in the dark, this is the most likely time to get lost, every time I walk a certain distance, I will stop to look at the sand dunes, and then adjust the direction to continue.

I didn't know how to do it before, but I learned it from them in Victoria.

How to tell, that is the direction of the desert wind, the desert is generally blowing northwest wind.

Wind is the main reason for the formation of sand dunes.

Just look at the slope of the dunes, as well as the hardness and softness, and you can roughly determine the northwest direction.

The side with a small slope of the dunes is northwest, the large side is southeast, the hard side is northwest, and the soft side is southeast.

Keep adjusting the direction and keep moving forward.

But a person's journey is boring, boring, and without a reference, and it is very tormenting.

And there is no hope of going out at all, which makes me despair.

As I walked, I was a little self-defeating and didn't want to go.

Sitting on the ground, draining, after a while, getting up and continuing to walk, not wanting to walk again, over and over again.

I don't know how long I walked, anyway, it wasn't dawn, I really didn't want to go, lying on the ground, looking at the dark sky, I told myself: "Forget it, don't go, so be it!" ”

Just as I was in despair, a blinding light suddenly passed through my line of sight.

I was startled, jumped up, and saw a field of light.