After just one sentence, there was silence again on the roof of the cargo compartment.

The strength of the bull is indeed very large, a cargo compartment, according to Zhang Jianyang's estimate, is at least 20 tons, and 10 sections is more than 100 tons, but it pulls up, but it does not take much effort.

The whole road, except for the sound of the wheels crushing and the occasional nasal sound of the bulls, seemed very quiet.

Zhang Jianyang stayed in the corner of the cargo compartment, silently looking at the front of the road, his mind was always thinking about things, and after leaving bizarrely for five years, there will definitely be a lot of changes. I wanted to ask, but I was afraid of arousing suspicion, Zhang Jianyang could only do it, anyway, he was about to return to his home after a long absence, and it was not bad for this time.

A light wind blew, kicking up a cloud of dust on the road.

A very ordinary gust of breeze made Zhang Jianyang's eyes shrink suddenly, in the five years in the illusion world, he could already capture the unknown danger through countless subtle changes. And this breeze just now seemed to be insipid and impermanent, but Zhang Jianyang knew that this was just a small precursor before the danger came, and it wouldn't be long before the wind would rise.

But Zhang Jianyang didn't know how to explain it to the caravan, after all, it was too unacceptable.

"Within half an hour, a sandstorm of moderate intensity will form."

Zhang Jianyang is a person who repays kindness and grievances, and the caravan can accept him and give him a ride by the way, which is kindness, and he can't bear to see the caravan unprepared, so he is attacked by a sandstorm.

Sandstorms are only one word different from sandstorms, but their power is worlds apart.

People who have never seen a sandstorm will never understand the horror of a sandstorm. As a natural product of the aftermath of a nuclear war, it is no longer irresistible to manpower. Once formed, it will have the power to move mountains and seas, and everything in the area it passes through will be submerged in endless sand and buried deep in the sand.

Sandstorms can be classified as low, moderate, and high according to their intensity.

Zhang Jianyang, who has experienced too much, understands how terrible a moderate-intensity sandstorm can be.

After saying this sentence that seemed to be headless and brainless, Zhang Jianyang closed his mouth again, as for whether he believed it or not, it was not for Zhang Jianyang to manage.

Hearing that a moderately strong sandstorm would appear, the faces of the six people in the cargo compartment all changed drastically. The people who live in this area, of course, know the horror of the sandstorm, and if they are not prepared, even if they are strong people of the third or fourth order, they can only be buried alive, let alone ordinary people like themselves?

In just a moment, Chen Zhuangping and the others came back to their senses.

Who is not able to travel with a caravan and has a wealth of knowledge in the field?

Take Chen Zhuangping himself, who has fifteen or six years of experience in the team, what kind of wind and waves have not been seen? If there really was a sandstorm, he would have seen it. What's more, the probability of a sandstorm is very small, and there may not be one in a year, and Chen Zhuangping has been with the team for more than ten years, and he has only seen it twice.

And Zhang Jianyang is just a young student, how did he know that there would be a moderate sandstorm in half an hour?

"Young boy, don't be alarmist, if there was a sandstorm, we would have been notified a long time ago."

A dark-skinned man next to Chen Zhuangping said disdainfully, his perennial travel, under the fierce words, made his skin dark and healthy, and there were too many vicissitudes on his face. The people who go out with the caravan are treated better than others, but they are dancing with death, and in the unknown world of the wild, maybe one day they will never be able to go back.

Zhang Jianyang didn't fight back, just shook his head gently.

Chen Zhuangping is a cautious person, sandstorms are too terrible after all, and he would rather believe them than believe them. In his heart, Zhang Jianyang is a mysterious traveler, and perhaps his judgment of nature has his own uniqueness. So Chen Zhuangping hesitated, ignored the ridicule of his partners, stood up and said, "I'll go and inform the captain." ”

Wang Hanguang, who was better with Chen Zhuangping, hurriedly said: "Old Chen, you don't know the fat man's surname, what if it's not?" ”

"Lao Chen, do you believe the words of a young man of unknown origin?"

"With my experience of more than ten years, there is no way there will be a sandstorm."

"Yes, Lao Chen, I can't do it."

The people on the cargo compartment persuaded Chen Zhuangping with nonsense, and glared at Zhang Jianyang again, now that the sky is calm, how can there be a sandstorm without the warning from Shacheng?

Chen Zhuangping laughed and said, "What if it's true? After more than ten years with the team, the reason why we have been safe all the way is precisely because we are usually cautious enough? After saying that, he climbed down from the cargo compartment and reached another cargo compartment from the tractor, and it was only a few minutes before he reached the first cargo compartment.

After a while, Chen Zhuangping returned lonely, with a pale red slap mark on his face, and he seemed to be a teenager old.

Wang Hanguang pulled Chen Zhuangping up and said indignantly: "He...... How can he beat people, Lao Chen, you are out of loyalty. I'll go to him, but I don't want this job. ”

The other four people could only look at Chen Zhuangping with the sad eyes of the rabbit and the fox, they didn't have Wang Hanguang's courage, in this world, it is not easy to have a job, their position is in Shacheng, excluding countless people waiting to come in.

Chen Zhuangping squeezed out a smile, stopped the impulsive Wang Hanguang, and said earnestly: "Hanguang, don't be impulsive, you are also an old and young person, why can't you keep your surname?" If you lose your job, what will your family eat and drink? Those of us who were originally inferior residents were naturally angry. ”

Thinking of the old and young family, Wang Hanguang moved his mouth, and finally could only squat down with his head in hate.

Chen Zhuangping didn't blame Zhang Jianyang, smiled at him, then sat down, took out the old smoking gun, and smoked it vigorously.

Zhang Jianyang walked over, took out the cigarette he had brought in his pocket five years ago from his pocket, handed one to Chen Zhuangping, and said, "Uncle Chen, smoke." ”

Chen Zhuangping was a little stunned, in this area of Shacheng, it is already rare to be able to get a little tobacco leaf loose smoke, it is difficult to see the finished cigarette, this finished cigarette, but only the middle and upper class can afford to smoke. The cigarette handed over by Zhang Jianyang made Chen Zhuangping feel flattered, and he subconsciously took it.

Zhang Jianyang lit one himself, and two smoke sprayed out of his nose, making his whole person feel comfortable.

"Xiao Zhang, are you really sure there will be a sandstorm?"

Chen Zhuangping, who was smoking, stared at Zhang Jianyang with two eyes, even if he had just been wronged, he had to think about the entire caravan. At least half of the people in the caravan are family members, if there is something long and short, how can he explain to the people waiting in Shacheng?

Zhang Jianyang's face was calm, he took the last puff hard, flew the cigarette butt into the sand on the side of the road, and said, "Of course it's sure." ”

"But why haven't we heard from the sandstorm? The caravan is equipped with a communicator, and as long as Sand City gives a warning, the Chamber of Commerce will definitely notify us. What's more, with my experience of more than ten years, the formation of sandstorms has a strong precursor, sandstorms are far away from us, but we can already feel the aftermath of its edge. Chen Zhuangping stared at the sky and said.

"Quite simply, this sandstorm is still brewing and will be centered around our immediate area."

"What?" Chen Zhuangping lost his voice, he stood up abruptly and looked around.

Chen Zhuangping's actions made all the people in the cargo compartment nervous, and the muzzles of the guns were immediately aimed at the surroundings and Zhang Jianyang. Affected by Chen Zhuangping's cargo compartment, the people in the other cargo compartments all entered a state of alert, which indirectly caused the caravan to stop.

"What's going on?"

There was a shout of questioning from the front, and the fat man stood up with an unhappy face, looking behind the platform behind the brute bull.

Seeing this change in his actions, Chen Zhuangping was also taken aback, this was a loss of work, he shrunk his neck and laughed: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Chen Zhuangping, if you don't want to do it, get out of the caravan yourself, if it weren't for the fact that you are still diligent, you would have been cleared out of the caravan long ago at your age. And next time, you pick up your own things and leave, and those who want to enter the caravan go to the sea. "I found out that it was Chen Zhuangping, the fat man was a little annoyed, it was not wrong to be cautious, but in this safe area, there could be no danger at all, and it was really a decoration for the guards of Shacheng? Is it still the style of an experienced entourage to make a fuss at the slightest fuss?

The caravan started again, and Chen Zhuangping could only stay honestly.

"Why didn't you leave knowing there was a sandstorm?" Chen Zhuangping said in a low voice.

Zhang Jianyang smiled lightly: "Why should I leave, stay in the caravan and take a ride." He paused and said, "I know you don't believe me, but what I'm telling is the truth." There are many ways in which a sandstorm can form, and I don't think you have experienced it when it was formed. Zhang Jianyang pointed to the wind blowing on the side of the road, "In your eyes, this kind of wind is very ordinary, what you see is only dust in the wind, but what I see is the way it moves." ”

This is a very profound knowledge, and Zhang Jianyang has also gone through dozens of life and death tests before he found out, and there are only a few people in this world who know it.

Zhang Jianyang's body has a very special temperament, at first you will think that it is an ordinary person, but when you come into contact, you can immediately feel a kind of self-confidence, a kind of hidden strong self-confidence, the self-confidence of controlling everything, as if everything he said, even if it is ridiculous, is also correct.

The people who form this temperament are all high-ranking people who hold huge power, and it takes them a lifetime to have this temperament, and it is hard to imagine how Zhang Jianyang, who is twenty-seven or eight, has this temperament.

But it was useless for Chen Zhuangping to believe it, because others didn't believe it, and now it was a little late to believe it, the breeze just now, from docile, to violent, bursts of sand were blown up, making a large area yellow and hazy, and the visibility suddenly became less than twenty meters.

The change in an instant was unexpected, and the caravan covered by the endless sand suddenly fell into a panic.

Animals are much more sensitive to the dangers of nature than humans, and the two bulls become restless, let out a deafening "moo", and speed up the road, so that the driving trainer has no way to control them.

"What's going on?"

"Everyone, hold on, don't be left behind."

"Steady, steady!"

The caravan was in a mess, and the fat man, who was the captain of the caravel, was so frightened that he was just screaming, and everyone was caught off guard by the sudden wind, and until now, he still didn't believe what Zhang Jianyang said, there would be a sandstorm.

In this situation where visibility is getting smaller and smaller, the frightened voice of the fat man makes the entire caravan even more chaotic, making people feel like they are on their backs.

What's even more terrifying is ......

"The sand is moving, no, it's the whole sand dunes moving."

With a heart-rending roar, the whole earth shook, giving the illusion that the earth was moving.

Anyone who has experienced a sandstorm knows that it is not an illusion, but one of the special surnames of the sandstorm, which can make the entire sand dune move, and everything will be buried wherever it passes.

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