After rejoicing, everyone counted the list of personnel and physical conditions, and the result was that 21 people were injured to varying degrees.

Among them, Professor Inovich from the Souss Federation was the most seriously injured - this old fellow as strong as a brown bear, after the sandstorm blew up, he was more excited than anyone else, and after gathering here, he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and ran around in the dark environment of flying sand and rocks, with a strong flashlight, trying to see how big the wind could be, and then he got his wish, and the wind rolled him up and threw him a rock, and immediately his head was broken and his right arm and right finger joint were broken...... That's it, fortunately, there is a broken wall to stop him, otherwise after being swept out by the wind, it is estimated now, no, there must be no one to be found.

The injuries of the others were not serious, they were all bruises on their body parts, or abrasions on their heads and hands that bled from the stones caught in the wind, etc., which were basically no major problems and did not affect their normal activities.

In addition, three others are missing.

Professor Evan Charles from Britain and his two assistants.

This news made the vast majority of people feel frustrated, but there was not much sympathy, but there were palpitations, and then looked at the Chinese drivers and staff, especially the middle-tall, rugged driver leader, everyone couldn't help but feel admiration and gratitude.

Since coming to the Loulan site, almost all scholars and experts have been very prejudiced against the driver and several staff members, and even complained to Jia Shengling, the leader of the expedition team.

Because these people will always stop some of their behavior, and admonish and tell them what to do, like some children who have not yet grown up. It will inevitably make them feel too constrained, or rather, humiliated.

But after last night's terrible sandstorm, everyone no longer has any grudges against the driver and staff.

I finally deeply understood why before coming, the organizers would repeatedly tell and remind them to enter the desert Gobi, and after arriving at the Loulan site, they must pay attention to all aspects, and warned everyone to obey the arrangements of the staff......

It is clear to everyone that in the two-day expedition team, Evan Charles and his assistants were the most disobedient experts, who always ignored the dissuasion of the staff and did not communicate with the rest of the expedition, like a lone wolf, they liked to leave everyone and go to secluded places, and even walked far, far away.

Right now......

Everything points to disaster!

In other words, it is certain that he will die, and it is difficult to find even the corpses.

Seeing the relieved expressions of the driver leader and several staff members, everyone became more and more grateful, and they were even more obedient to the next staff's arrangements, almost all of them followed the staff, regardless of physical and mental fatigue, to the previous station, looking for all the materials that could be used, as well as drinking water and food.

Several cars were all overturned, and most of them were covered by the gravel, and many of the supplies that had been outside, such as tents, tables and chairs, could no longer be found.

The biggest problem at the moment is......

Because the vehicle was damaged and the state-of-the-art high-power satellite communications equipment on board was no longer usable, the expedition lost contact with the rear – God knows when rescuers would arrive.

Under the pressure of such a crisis, no one was lazy, and all of them braved the scorching sun and dug food, water, umbrellas, and tools around the vehicle......

Wen Shuo has become the main force of this digging material!

He is young and strong, and he works neatly, compared with those elderly experts and scholars, he is simply a top ten!

What is especially jaw-dropping, gratifying, and grateful is that even the strong driver leader Zhao Zhijun has experienced the torture of sandstorms all night, and has been in a state of high tension for a long time, although he has the heart at the moment, he does not have too much strength, and Wen Shuo is like a tireless bull, this guy's physical strength and spirit are simply full of perverts!

I saw him holding a small archaeological shovel in each hand, like a burrowing marmot, in the scorching sun, his hands danced like a windmill, rolling up the sand and gravel, and after a while, he dug out a large pile of gravel, and then pulled out boxes of mineral water, instant biscuits, beef jerky, bread and so on from the car.

So much so that later, everyone involuntarily stopped working and watched the fat man's "performance" in amazement

Fortunately, Zhao Zhijun was the first to come back to his senses, and hurriedly beckoned everyone not to be stunned, either to help move things to a place in the shade, or to come forward to help, a person's ability is limited after all, and he can't let a fat man do any work by himself.

Around noon.

The fat man, who was already regarded by everyone as strong as steel, finally sat down in the shade exhausted, eating biscuits and drinking water to relieve fatigue and hunger.

Looking at the fat man sitting under the wall of the shady pit, eating and drinking, everyone was grateful, but also a little envious and jealous - after doing almost one-third of the work of the entire expedition team, that guy did not forget to rely on the half-buried minibus body, dug a pit in the shade, there was the body of the car and the sand accumulated in the car, and the thick sand layer around it, the temperature in the pit was much cooler than the outside.

After losing most of the supplies, almost everyone was instructed by Zhao Zhijun to dig pits and holes everywhere to find shade to avoid the heat, but no one could do it like the fat man, who seized the favorable terrain at the first time and dug the most comfortable potholes.

This guy is simply too selfish, too cunning, and too lewd!

Didn't he realize that there was one seriously wounded person in the expedition, and many more wounded and exhausted personnel?

Didn't he know that he was the youngest and strongest in the expedition?

Not even this quality!

But no matter how much they complain in their hearts, the vast majority of people are embarrassed to step forward and ask the fat man to make way for the old, weak, sick and disabled......

After all, the fat man is the hero of the whole team at present, the life-saving benefactor - first roaring to wake up everyone in a state of mental breakdown, and then tirelessly digging out so much water, food and other supplies from the gravel. If it were not for the efforts of the fat man, facing the scorching sun, in the rapidly warming desert, would these old, weak, sick and disabled people be able to dig up enough water and food for everyone to drink and eat? Without water, they are already exhausted and weak, and most of them are old people, how long can they last?

Therefore, the fat man has worked so hard and saved everyone, and it is natural that the environment and conditions for rest at the moment are better than everyone.

Seeing that everyone was a little dissatisfied and embarrassed by Wen Shuo, Yang Jingbin sighed softly, he knew the fat man's character, and he also knew that this guy was tired today, so he guessed even more...... In the early morning, when the sandstorm had not dispersed, the fat man suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in time to wake up all the crazy people, probably to solve Evan Charles and his party from afar, and this sudden, extremely terrible sandstorm is likely to be related to Evan Charles, because the sandstorm only lasted a few hours, and it was strange in itself.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Jingbin finally couldn't hold back his inner thoughts, and walked over to remind Wen Shuo that he should give up this best position to the seriously injured Professor Inovich - after all, the fat man is a strange person with a mystical method, and he can rely on the occult law to escape the heat.

But when he walked to the pit, Yang Jingbin hesitated and didn't speak for a long time.

Because, the fat man fell asleep.

A fat man with a thick layer of sand on his face, half a piece of bread in his left hand, half a bottle of unscrewed mineral water in his right hand, his legs spread, and a piece of bread in his mouth, he slept very sweetly with his head tilted and his eyes closed, and a string of crystal saliva pulled out of the corners of his mouth.

He's so tired.

"Hey, fatty, don't sleep anymore!" a rugged-looking man stepped forward and kicked the fat man in the thigh, and shouted in Suss with angry eyes.

The translator next to him hurriedly pulled the man and explained the translation to Mr. Yang softly.

"Huh?!" The fat man was in pain, opened his eyes smartly, looked at the three people standing in front of him in a daze, the light was a little dazzling, he raised his hand to cover his forehead, and asked in surprise, "What happened?"

The interpreter rushed ahead of the Suss man and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, Mr. Vlakisl hopes that you can give this hole to the seriously injured Professor Inovich to rest, you see......"

"Ah......" Wen Shuo shook his head vigorously, then he came back to his senses, nodded hurriedly and got up and said, "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I forgot about this stubble just now, quick, bring Professor Inovich over!"

The fat man had a good impression of the sturdy old man.

Vlakisl snorted heavily, turned his head and left, without even saying thank you, and the interpreter quickly thanked him and turned to carry the man.

The fat man also rushed over with great enthusiasm to help carry the sturdy old man here and put it away.

Inovic, who was extremely weak and had an abnormally red face, forced a smile to express his gratitude.

The fat man smiled and said that he was not polite, and then turned around and grabbed Vlakisl's shoulder, and in the surprise on this person's face, the fat man said to the translator: "Hey, did he kick me angrily just now, and forgot to say thank you?"

The interpreter smirked awkwardly and hurriedly apologized to Wen Shuo on behalf of Vlakisel.

Vlakisl shook off the fat man's arm in disgust.

The fat man turned his head to stare at the sturdy man who was about the same height as him, and grinned: "Translate for him, just say I'm going to beat him!"

"Huh?" the translator was stunned.

"No!" Yang Jingbin hurriedly stopped: "Wen Shuo, don't be impulsive......"

Before the words fell, Wen Shuo had already raised his hand and clenched his fist, twisted his neck, and told the other party with his expression and movements - Lao Tzu is going to beat you!!

Seeing this, Vlakisl immediately bowed down and clenched his fists, swaying lightly in a boxing stance.