The black sandstorm just now came too suddenly, and it was already dark in an instant, and the camels have the ability to remember the route and direction on weekdays, but after the fright of the black sandstorm just now, they have already panicked and ran, and now they must not be able to remember the route and direction. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Whitebeard" took the blanket from a camel for the previous night's rest, spread it on the ground, sat down cross-legged, and once again took out his battered cigarette from his waist, and smoked it.

The rest of his life after the catastrophe is a happy thing, as the so-called catastrophe will not die, there will be a blessing, but now he is smoking at an inopportune time, and it is not the case for anyone to look at.

Mazi was already a little irritable by the strong wind just now, and finally the black sandstorm passed, and the fire had just gone down, when he met "Whitebeard" and made this out, and suddenly a fire of ignorance came out of his heart again: "You old guy don't go to your camel, what kind of big cigarette is you smoking?" ”

"Whitebeard" is more than 20 years older than us, and he doesn't like Mazi's tone and style on weekdays, and his attitude towards him is just to ignore him, and he won't speak if he can, but now Mazi is about to point at his nose and scold his mother, and the old man's temper is not small, so he took a puff of cigarette and scolded: "You fat cub knows a fart, we originally relied on camels to identify routes, and now camels can't find the direction, you and I shout that there is a fart, and you have the ability to find camels by yourself!" ”

I know best what kind of temper Mazi is, and my twenty or thirty years of friendship can fight without a word, not to mention the "white beard" who has only known him for a few days, he reads little, and there is no idea of respecting the old and loving the young at all, and the person he respects the most is his father, who died last year, and now he is like the monkey who took off the hoop spell, there is nothing to restrain him, and to say something unpleasant, that is, someone spends money to ask him to kill, if the money is in place, I am afraid he can agree.

Now these two people are already on the needle point of the wheat mang, no one can let anyone, if the fucking fight, just the physique of the pockmark, and then five "white beards" are not a problem, if it is normal, I don't bother to care about his shit, but now "white beard" is the only key to whether we can leave the desert, if we really make "white beard" out of three long and two short, dead in the desert, then the remaining five of us will have to be fucking buried!

I stretched out my hand and dragged Mazi: "Mazi, I remember that there is still half a bag of fried peanuts in our backpacks, anyway, we are idle now, you go to find it, let's change the taste, I have been eating naan in the past two days, I am a little sick to my stomach!" ”

Now the only thing that can impress Mazi is money and food, I don't have money, and I can only rely on food to stabilize his mood first, sure enough, after hearing the food, Mazi's attitude has improved a lot, and he no longer cares about the "white beard" who is still sitting on the ground and smoking, and runs to me to ride the camel to find fried peanuts.

Taking advantage of the time to take peanuts from pockmarks, I also hurriedly chatted with "Whitebeard": "Old man, it's not a way to stay like this all the time, isn't there any way to distinguish the route?" ”

"Whitebeard" glanced at me, knocked the cigarette gun and said, "There is really nothing to be done now, you see that those camels are still a little dazed!" Check it out in a little while! Let's see if they can remember the road before the Black Sandstorm! ”

I looked back at the camels in the caravan, and it did look a little silly, only to know that the shaking of the head and tail left and right Panpan, just like the dementia, people can't help but laugh when they look at it. But I can't laugh now, if they can't be slowed down, we won't want to leave the desert, and even if we determine the route and direction by our own ability, it will be difficult to leave the Gurbantunggut desert with our feet.

Mazi suddenly shouted to me on the side of the camel team carrying a plastic bag: "Lao Xu, you can fucking play tricks on people, this is obviously not half a bag, make me happy in vain!" ”

I squinted at the bag he was carrying, it was indeed not as much as I remembered before, but I hadn't opened the bag since I entered the desert, and it didn't make sense that part of the fried peanuts in it had evaporated?

Just when I was wondering what was going on, Mazi had already come over with a bag: "Forget it, I can't fucking go out, it's not bad to have some peanuts to pad my stomach!" ”

He shook the plastic bag at a few of us as he spoke, but shook out the peanuts in the bag and fell to the ground, and when he approached me, I saw clearly, it turned out that the plastic bag did not know when, and there were already a few holes underneath.

It stands to reason that the plastic bag containing peanuts is wrapped in a thick canvas bag, which is well protected by the canvas bag, and it is impossible to easily miss it, and there has been no strenuous movement along the way except for a bump just now.

I didn't care about eating peanuts, so I took the bag from Mazi and handed it to Feng Pingping directly, asking her to divide the peanuts for everyone, and I ran directly to the camel herd and checked my canvas bag.

Such a thick canvas bag can not withstand the devastation of the wind and sand just now, it is enough to see how fierce the wind and sand just now, a look down only to find that there are still a few peanuts under the soles of the feet, think about it should have been just made by pockmarks, not far from the peanuts on the sand, it was wet, and the range of humidity is still expanding, I looked up at the sky, there were originally a few white clouds in the sky after a black sandstorm just now, and it has already become cloudless, and there is no reason for it to rain, look up along the wet place, I was shocked - fuck our tank was leaking!

The water tank is originally a thin layer, and the degree of solidity may not be as large as the canvas bag, so think about it, the canvas bag can not withstand the destruction of the wind and sand and leak holes, and the water tank leaks is also a normal thing.

Water tank leakage is not a trivial matter, I quickly called a few people over there who are still eating peanuts, I heard that the water tank is leaking, where are a few people still in the mood to eat, there is no water in the desert, we can not survive a day, this truth everyone understands, and I don't need to say more, after just half a day, the water in the water tank has leaked almost, and the remaining amount can only be used to fill the kettle again, now do not hurry up to find the water source, I'm afraid the death will be faster!