The camp was full of thick and confused smoke, and visibility was really limited, and the fat man and I searched for a long time, and our palms were sweating, but we still couldn't find where the flamethrowers were still stored.

The fat man anxiously asked me, "Lao Zheng, what should I do if I don't find the fuel bottle?" ”

I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, when I suddenly saw a makeshift cooking stove in front of a collapsed tent, and next to it, there were several small gas canisters, and I thought: This is help.

The gas tank is a steel mobile pressure vessel containing liquid gas, with walls only 2.5 mm thick, which may cause an explosion if it is hit by a strong impact from the outside world.

When the gas tank explodes, there will be two damages, first the tank body rupture and physical explosion, the liquid oil stored in the tank will instantly expand 250~300 times into a gaseous state, generating a shock wave, like a mine explosion, blowing up and destroying a qiē object around it. When it reaches a certain concentration, if it encounters an open flame, a chemical explosion will immediately occur, causing the entire gas space to explode and burn, producing a powerful shock wave that destroys all the surrounding buildings and lifeforms, and is as powerful as a cannonball.

The life-saving thing was found, but how to transport it became a big problem. The fat man found a two-wheeled flat cart, and just wanted to lift the gas canister up, but found that the wheel on one side of the cart had been crooked to one side, and the axle was damaged, and there was no way to use it anymore.

The twists and turns made the two of us exhausted, and the fat man couldn't help but complain: "His grandmother's." How can it be so unpleasant, we are here to save people, not to harm people. God doesn't open his eyes and joke with us. After we transported these things one by one, we couldn't even collect the bodies of those people. ”

I turned a deaf ear to the fat man's complaints, stared at the collapsed tent, and suddenly thought about it, and immediately said to the fat man: "Don't complain, just think about it." Come and help. With that, he walked quickly to the collapsed tent and began to tear the canvas on the outside of the tent. Seeing this, the fat man immediately came over to help.

We tore off the canvas from the tent with three strokes and divided it by two, folded it in half, spread it on the ground, and then rolled the small gas canisters on the ground one by one on the canvas. Time is of the essence. The two of us immediately grabbed a corner of the canvas and dragged a dozen gas canisters towards the outskirts of the camp.

Fortunately, the ground of the desert is full of sand, which reduces the friction resistance between the canvas and the ground, and also prevents the gas tank from being over-bumped and causing it to explode.

The base camp was built on a relatively high sandy slope, because when you enter the desert, there are rules to be found. The so-called "go high but not low, go steep but not flat." Walk through the forest but grass, and do not go around the stones. ”

This is because what looks like a wide and flat road may usually be a quicksand area, and weeds are light and can float on the quicksand, so try not to walk on the grass. In the same way, where there are stones, the bottom is generally solid, and it is safer to walk near the stones, so try not to go around them. It is the safest route through the woods, providing water and food, and being the most reliable reference point in the vast desert.

But if you enter the Kunlun Mountains and travel westward, the trees will be very difficult to encounter.

For the above reasons, the camp will always be set up in the middle of the area, on higher ground.

The temporary vehicle defense team, now in the southwest direction of the base camp, goes straight to them, and needs to pass through a relatively steep sand slope, but fortunately the ground is soft sand, and there is no need to carry the gas canisters down one by one, as long as the gas canisters are pushed down one by one on the top of the sand slope.

The fat man and I pushed all the canisters down the slope, and then sweated and straightened it down the sand slope, only to realize that the gunfire had stopped at some point. I couldn't help but panic: could it be that the battle is over, and our army has been wiped out? Thinking of this, my heart almost stopped beating.

The fat man took the glasses that he had just scraped in the tent, and hurriedly crouched on a small sand dune to check the situation, and I asked him uneasily, "How is it?" ”

The fat man only looked at it for a moment, then handed me the binoculars, and I first saw a swarm of tarantulas in the crypt not far away, which stopped in place, squirming as if they were forming a formation, and they were still no more than ten meters away from the convoy.

I hold the glasses in my hand and adjust the distance between the lens and the objective lens to reduce the distance between the two to allow the glasses to see farther. I put the telescope in front of my eyes from the new, and I clearly saw the traces of the damage to the vehicle, and one or two heads would be exposed from time to time behind the body, but I didn't see Tianyu's face, and a big stone in my heart was still hanging and couldn't be put down.

The fat man suddenly said to me, "That group of monsters seems to be in order, and they should be preparing to launch a final general attack." ”

I nodded and replied, "Now there is no time to delay, the heavy burden has fallen on the shoulders of the two of us, it depends on whether we can play our level and save the lives of our friends." ”

The fat man slapped his chest properly: "I promise the party and the people that I have absolute confidence in destroying these ghosts, snakes, and gods and saving the kind class masses." ”

The fat man's marksmanship is much better than mine, and this difficult task has to be done by him, and I will take him as his deputy.

I saluted the fat man and said: "I promise the party and the people that I will absolutely actively cooperate with Comrade Fat Man's actions, strive to eliminate the evil forces of the dangerous masses in the shortest possible time, and strive to complete the battle unscathed and honorable." ”

After saying that, I carried the gas canister in both hands, and walked forward quietly with my waist bent.

The fat man hung the Type 79 submachine gun on his chest, and also carried two gas canisters, and quietly followed behind me with his waist bent.

The two of us hid and snuck up to a short distance from the tarantula swarm in the crypt. I hid behind a slightly protruding sand dune, made a gesture to the fat man, and then immediately raised a gas can with both hands and threw it out without hesitation. The gas canister that was thrown out rolled to the back of the tarantula swarm in the crypt very angrily, and the fat man did not hesitate for a moment, raised his submachine gun and fired a very accurate shot, detonating the gas canister.

However, the gas canister did explode, but although the explosion was loud, the power was very small, and it did not produce a strong air current, only a few nearby spiders were blown up into the sky, and did not cause much damage to the cave tarantula swarm.

The fat man and I hid behind the sand dunes, and when we saw this scene, we couldn't help but scold my mother: "His grandmother's, why is it a dud?" ”

I never thought that God would set a pattern for me here. Is this going to be a failure?

Because the fat man and I dodged in time, the rear of the exploding crypt tarantula swarm was just a commotion, and we didn't find our deposits.

I think the power of the gas canister shouldn't be so small! It doesn't have much effect like a fart, but it's because the gas canister is too small.

But after thinking about it carefully, I figured out that when I walked over with the gas canister in both hands just now, the weight of the gas canister in my right hand was obviously very light, but I didn't think much about it at the time, but now I understand that there must not be much LPG in the gas canister, so it will be so light. It must be used to cook rice on a regular basis, and the gas in it is almost consumed, so the effect of the explosion is not great.

Thinking of the reason for the dud, I picked up another gas canister, which was obviously much heavier than the one I had earlier.

I raised my hands again and threw the gas canister out of my hand. As a result, because the tank was too heavy, the gas tank was thrown far away from the tarantula swarm in the crypt and sank into the sand.

The fat man who was hiding next to me immediately gave me a disdainful look, and I walked up to the fat man in embarrassment and whispered to him: "The strategy has changed, you are on guard in place, and wait for my command to act again." With that, without waiting for the fat man to answer, he turned around and walked towards the slope behind him.

I dragged the few remaining gas canisters on the canvas to the sand dunes where I had been hiding, and then gestured to the fat man with his hand to "stand by", and then bent over and quietly dragged the gas canisters forward.

The cave tarantula swarm was completely oblivious to the movement behind them, and they formed into neat columns and began to continue their advance forward, preparing to attack again.

As soon as I saw that it was too late, I hurried up my pace, came to the gas canister that I had discarded earlier, loosened the canvas in my hand, and immediately turned and ran back to the fat man, and said to the fat man, "I will lead them there, and you will wait for my order before shooting." ”

The fat man replied, "Okay," then looked at the two remaining gas cylinders beside him and said, "What about these two?" ”

I looked straight ahead, stared at the crypt tarantulas, and said, "Save these two for a while." With that, he quickly jumped out of the sand dune, screaming loudly as he ran forward, trying to attract the attention of the spider swarm.

As a result, walking at the back of the phalanx, some basin-sized dozen crypt tarantulas only twisted their bodies, and then directly ignored the shouting me and continued to move forward.

The fat man was on fire as soon as he saw it, jumped out of the sand dune directly, and while running forward, he shot and strafed, and suddenly, the severed limbs and remnants flew everywhere, and the phalanx of the cave tarantula was in chaos.

The fat man rushed to me in a blink of an eye, and I hurriedly said to him, who was still strafing, "Keep some bullets, and you have to detonate the gas cylinder." ”

The fat man said to me as he strafed, "Don't worry, I know what to expect." (To be continued......)