For the next few days, they continued to follow the wreckage of the trucks, but because of their previous discoveries, they began to pay extra attention to the loose sand on the side of the road.

To their surprise, they found several nuclear radiation detectors of the same model, not only that, but they even found a lot of other things, most of which were water bottles, backpacks, cigarettes, canned food boxes and other daily necessities, and the number was not small, all of them were only shallow buried next to the rubble of the truck.

Through these abandoned items, Xia Qing analyzed and concluded that the personnel of this convoy should have received an order to evacuate from here urgently, because they only saw all kinds of abandoned things on the way, but never found the remains of a human body, so she concluded that although those Soviets were very nervous when they evacuated, they were not panicked, and they were not attacked, and it seemed that they must be well-trained soldiers.

Basically no one objected to Xia Qing's inference, because her logical thinking ability is very strong, and her views are also very consistent with the actual situation, so her inference is basically valid, but it also gives rise to a series of new problems.

That is such a huge convoy, how can it be said that it will be withdrawn? You know, throwing away such a number of trucks, even for the Soviet Union back then, was definitely a major loss, so what happened at that time to make their top brass give such an order? The answer is unknown.

In addition, there is another puzzling problem, and that is the large number of team members. Since they are leaving. Why not use trucks as a means of transportation? Is it because of the gasoline in the tanks of these trucks. Did it all turn into sand in an instant?

Whatever the reason, there must be some other way for them to transport it.

You know, the number of these people is really not small, and the best way to evacuate these people as soon as possible may be to transport them by rail, but how can there be a railway here? The Pamirs are a region of ravines, with an average altitude of more than 5,000 meters, where railways are built. It's just a fantasy.

Since there is no railway, there is only one possibility left, and that is air freight.

However, Gao Chao believes that air transportation, like railway transportation, is absolutely impossible to achieve, not that it is impossible to take off and land planes here, but he feels that so many people are impossible to transport by plane, and the cost of doing so is too high. Not to mention how many transport planes will take off and land, just build a military airfield in this environment. It's an impossible task.

Gao Gao's judgment has also been agreed by others, his idea is basically not wrong, it is impossible to build an airport on the Pamir Plateau, especially more than 30 years ago, when the world was still in the Cold War period, whether it is technology or financial resources, it is impossible to compare with now, so what cannot be done until today, how can people at that time realize it?

Perhaps his high judgment is reasonable, but he ignores the fact that humans have always had a tendency to be arrogant, and they tend to underestimate the abilities of their ancestors.

In this way, the whole thing is even more confusing, why did the Soviets send such a large convoy? What exactly are they looking for? Why did they all evacuate in a hurry when they had found nothing? What happened to them thirty years ago? How did they evacuate?

This series of questions is simply stuffed into a superb brain, for him, a bunch of questions in the past have not been answered, and now a lot of new questions have emerged, there is no doubt that he is getting deeper and deeper.

While Gao Chao and Xia Qing were diligent in thinking, it seemed that only the fat man and Acei didn't care so much about these things.

For the fat man, this mission doesn't seem to have started yet, because his attention is completely on the Mausoleum of the Western Night King that he is about to arrive, that is his goal, and the only thing he cares about, and now they are only halfway, so according to the fat man's thoughts, they really shouldn't worry about the Soviet convoy thirty years ago, what they should do is to eat and drink enough, adjust their mentality, don't wait until the Tomb of the Western Night King, half of the brain cells are dead.

Similar to the fat man, Aseti didn't care about the Soviet convoy, nor was he interested in the things that happened here thirty years ago, he had always maintained a certain state of excitement, he seemed to be more keen to find the tomb of the Western Night King as soon as possible, so every day that passed, he seemed to be a little more excited than the day before, so that along the way, only he and the fat man talked and laughed, which also made the journey of the four of them seem a lot easier.

Time is always longer in a boring place.

They walked on the Pamir plateau for a few days, as if it had been a few years, the sun was scorching during the day, and the strong ultraviolet rays burned their skin unconsciously, but it could not bring them a trace of warmth, and the wind in the Pamirs was still raging, the direction of the wind was always changing, with fine sand, like a pervasive virus, burrowing into their clothes, backpacks, and even their mouths.

When it was time to rest at night, they also talked less and less, and the behavior of human beings in the extreme environment was completely a natural state, with no language, no emotions, only a tired body, and when they came into contact with the cold sleeping bag, it barely took a minute for all four of them to fall asleep immediately.

After a few days of confusion, finally in the evening of one day, Gao Chao, who was walking in the front, stopped.

He was so tired, and the huge backpack on his shoulders made him look a little thin.

The complexion on his face had turned reddish-brown, which was caused by ultraviolet rays, and he squinted his eyes and used his hand to pull the long wind-blown hair on his forehead, and there were some wrinkles on his face.

He stopped, but no one behind him noticed his actions.

They were still far away, and none of them would react to his sudden stop, and along the way, I don't know how many times he had stopped like this, they were all very tired.

Gao Chao stood beside the rubble of a truck, he squinted and stared ahead, his lips were already chapped, and the water they were carrying was about to run out, he was indeed tired, but this time he stopped, not because he wanted to rest for a while.

He suddenly turned around and looked at them behind him, he trembled a little, and couldn't help but shout in a hoarse voice: "...... ahead"

He coughed incessantly as he uttered only two words, and for the first time in the day, they had all gone forward in silence.

He coughed dryly twice before shouting loudly again: "The car team in front has come to an end." ”

(To be continued.) )