I can't react all at once, sand? How can there be such a thing here? But the light of the miner's lamp shines very clearly, and my right hand is buried in it just now.

Anyway, I have to find a way to solve the state of my head and feet first, and if I continue like this, I will be overcongested and faint. There seemed to be a lot of sand pouring into the cab, and it itself seemed to have a nearly sixty-degree incline.

Sand poured straight through the doorway, and half of the small space was buried. Talia and I are now half-buried in the sand, and it seems that it is because of the sand that we have survived, and we really want to thank them.

I remember that I must have crashed into the iron wall at the entrance before I lost consciousness. After that, eighty percent of them were swept down the sand into the cab. I don't know what happened to Chen Zaihai and the four engineers, I'm a little worried.

I tried to move my feet, and the sand seemed to be so loose that a small movement caused them to fall straight down, and we went down a short distance. Slipping and spitting out the sand in my mouth, I immediately stopped moving. It's the same as quicksand, if the sand is so soft, once it falls to the bottom of the cab, it will be difficult for us to go up.

And with the way I was holding Taria, it was hard for me to make any big moves. I've done a rough check when I got the miner's lamp, and she doesn't have any obvious injuries, she should just pass out from the shock. If she were still conscious, I wouldn't have to be so passive. It was impossible to go up directly, and it seemed that all I could do was see what bulges I could climb around.

Looking around with a miner's lamp, I didn't find the bulge, but I found something better. It was the sapper shovel that Chen Zaihai and I used to break the steam pipe, and I had casually left it in the cab before. And now it's buried at my feet, probably because my actions just made the sand fall a lot, and the part that was buried is exposed.

With this thing to say, I cautiously reached for the sapper shovel and tried to kick it off. With the lesson learned from last time, this time the movements are very small, about one centimeter every three or four seconds. At this time, if you slide down further, you will not be able to reach the sapper shovel at all.

This time my caution worked, and although there was still some sand falling here and there, we didn't slide any further. This was repeated four or five times, and my right foot felt like it was touching something hard. This must have been the sapper's shovel, and I tried to get it off with my toes as soon as I pressed my ankles.

This time it was also successful, and in the dim scattered light of the miner's lamp, there was a black thing mixed with a large amount of sand rolling down, and I grabbed the black shadow with my eyes. Because of this movement, Talia and I slid down again. My whole heart lifted, and I prayed hard to stop soon. I also knew that we couldn't struggle at this time, it would only make us slide faster, but luckily we skated about a position and stopped.

But even then, the messy pipelines are already very close to us. I could clearly see that the hearth, which had been nearly extinguished, was still wide open underneath, and that it was now half filled with sand and could no longer burn.

It occurred to me that the sand must have been used to cool it, and because of the iron wall, the air in the cab was moving very slowly, and that amount of water vapor would have to wait a long time to get out. The surface of the sand is a little moist to the touch, and it seems to have absorbed a lot of moisture in it.

Now think about how long this sand has killed us in two ways. If you can go back, you must put a handful of sand next to the statue of the chairman, and if you have nothing to do, you may be able to do something good. I played a little joke on myself to ease my nerves.

It wasn't a great success, and I thought the joke was so cold, but I ended up letting it go. I looked at the thing I just received, and sure enough, it was the sapper shovel I used before, and it was still in the state of a pickaxe.

It saved me a lot of trouble, and I looked around for a place where I could smash the sapper shovel in. Soon I found the perfect place, a broken steam pipe. The pipes themselves are iron and very strong, and I had to work hard to break them.

However, the resistance at that time has become a boost today. The arc inside the pickaxe hooked the pipe wall and shook it vigorously to make sure it wasn't stuck. It's good to barely move, and it's easy to do with this support point.

At this time, my three-proof suit had not been completely taken off, and I tore the fabric inside it into ropes one by one, and used them to tie Talia tightly to my chest. The next thing I was going to climb up was that I couldn't spare a hand to hold her all the time.

Grabbing the stuck sapper shovel in my right hand, I slid my entire lower body down the steep sand slope with a force on my waist. There was a huge amount of loose sand, and I immediately closed my eyes and mouth, and at the same time held my breath, and the sand was about to bury my head and face and fall to the ground.

But they also came and went quickly, and it didn't take long for them to stop. I shook the sand off my body vigorously, and finally got out of the upside-down hanging position. All of a sudden I felt my head clear, and now I was lying flat on the sandy slope, holding the sapper shovel in my right hand to prevent myself from slipping.

What worries me is that even with such a big move, Talia doesn't look like she's woken up. I did check her breathing and it was normal, but now I'm a little hesitant. Breathing only proves that she is still alive, and if she doesn't wake up for such a long time, it can't be some internal injury, right? It's better to climb out of this cab and give her a serious check, I thought.

I double-checked the strength of the rope that held Talia together, and all I had to do was use this sapper shovel to slowly smash it up like a mountain. Most of the sand is piled up in the lower left of the cab, and it seems that the locomotive itself is not properly tilted.

On the right, I can clearly see the inner wall full of irons and pipes, which gives me a good place to stay. Stepping on the nearest pipe, I flipped myself over. Talia, who was tied to her chest, immediately fell down because of gravity, and this time she almost pulled me down.

I immediately hugged her with my left hand, and I steadied my body with my feet, barely falling off. It seems that I still have to exercise my body in the future, Talia is so slender that she almost got me down, if Chen Zaihai is not finished.

Talia's head on her chest seemed to move, she was Soviet, and she was about the same height as me. It was a great struggle for me to carry her around, and she shook her head out with her long white blonde hair. My vision has generally turned white and gold, which is really a troublesome woman, and fainting will cause me difficulties.

I had no choice but to use my left hand to pull her hair away. The head moved again, and this time it even rubbed against my chest a few times, did this guy want to make himself comfortable? Talia, I'm so worried about you, did you just fall asleep?

I'd love to see what Talya's sleeping face looks like, I've always been so strong, but the situation doesn't allow me to do such a leisurely thing.

Once I had re-secured Talya, I looked up again to find the next place to stay, and once I had decided, I climbed up the same way I had done before.

Before this mission, I also did a lot of field exploration work, all of which were to run deep in the mountains and old forests, cliffs, and I don't know how many times I walked through the north-south dividing line of the Qinling Huai River. Of course, the experience of rock climbing is indispensable, and the most feared thing when climbing short distances is temporary rest. Our local guides always say that climbing a mountain is all about a lot of energy, and if you hold it all the time, you might go up all at once.

Once you stop to rest in the middle of the way, you will definitely find that stopping on the cliff is more physically demanding than being afraid all the time, and the more you rest, the more you will not be able to climb up. At the beginning, many of us did not believe in this evil, and had to hang on the cliff to rest halfway up, and they actually hung there. In the end, the crying father cried for help, and the guide was stunned to carry them on their backs one by one.

After that, when I was climbing for a short distance, I didn't dare to desert anymore, and no matter how tired I was, I would force myself to climb it in one go. When I get to the flat ground, I don't want to hang in that kind of place, so that the sky should not be, and the earth is not spiritual.

I'm not on the cliff now, but it doesn't make a difference in terms of movement. The distance has been shortened a lot, but I'm still carrying another person on my back. I don't have the physical strength of the guide, and to be honest, my feet are a little weak after just two steps.

Sore and painful. I gritted my teeth and endured. Now I don't have ropes to protect me, and the whole train is at an angle. To be smaller, there is a drop of more than ten meters here, and there are some disconnected pipelines below, and a careless fall is enough for us to bear.

By the time I finally climbed to the iron wall at the entrance to the cab, it was nearly an hour later. The halfway point felt like hell, and I didn't even know how I got out of the last step

There was a corner between the iron wall and the inner wall of the car, and I used the last of my strength to move myself there. After that, I was sweating profusely and panting, and my heart was about to jump out.

Leaning around the corner, I untied Talia from her body and carefully carried her to the deepest part of the corner. It's good, so it shouldn't fall. Completely collapsed, I sat on the edge of the corner and lay down with my legs floating in the air.

Chen Zaihai should still be on it, and the four engineers outside don't know whether they are alive or dead. There's a lot more to do, but I'm so tired right now

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