After just one sentence, the top of the cargo compartment became silent again.

Manniu is indeed very powerful. According to Zhang Jianyang's estimate, it will be at least twenty tons, and ten tons are more than one hundred tons, but it does not take much effort to pull it up.

On the entire road, except for the sound of wheels crushing, it was the occasional nasal sound made by Manniu. In addition, it seemed very quiet.

Zhang Jianyang stayed on the corner of the cargo compartment, silently looking at the front of the road, thinking about things in his mind. After leaving for five years, there must be many changes. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid of arousing suspicion, so Zhang Jianyang could only do it. Anyway, he was about to return to his long-lost home, and it was not too short of this time.

A light breeze blew, and a dust blew up on the road.

A very ordinary gust of light breeze made Zhang Jianyang's eye holes suddenly shrink. In the five years in the illusion, he could have captured unknown dangers through countless subtle changes. The breeze just now seemed dull, but Zhang Jianyang knew that this was just a slight sign before the danger came, and the wind would rise soon.

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

"In half an hour, there will be a moderately intense sandstorm."

Zhang Jianyang is a person who repays kindness and grudges. The caravan can accept him and take him along the way, but he is kind. He can't bear to see the caravan unprepared and be attacked by the sandstorm.

Sandstorms are only one word different from sandstorms, but their power is a world of difference.

Those who have never seen a sandstorm will never understand the terror of sandstorms. As a product of nature after the nuclear war, it is no longer something human power can resist. Once it is formed, it will have the power to move mountains and seas. Everything passing through will be submerged by endless sand and buried deep in the sand.

Sandstorms can be divided into low, medium and high according to their intensity.

Zhang Jianyang, who has experienced too many things, understands how terrible it is to have a moderately intense sandstorm.

After saying this thoughtless sentence, Zhang Jianyang closed his mouth again. As for whether he believed it, it was not Zhang Jianyang who could control it.

When you hear that a medium-intensity sandstorm will appear, all the six people in the cargo compartment have a drastic change in their faces. People living in this area certainly know the terribleness of sandstorms. Without preparation, even the strong men of the third and fourth level will only be buried alive, let alone ordinary people like themselves?

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

Who doesn’t have rich field knowledge for those who can go out with the caravan?

Take Chen Zhuangping himself as an example. He has 15 or 6 years of experience with the team. What kind of storms have never seen? If a sandstorm really came, he would have seen it long ago. What's more, the probability of a sandstorm is very small, and there may not be one in a year. Chen Zhuangping has only seen it twice after being with the team for more than ten years.

And Zhang Jianyang is just a young boy. Why did he know that a moderately intense sandstorm will appear in half an hour?

"Young boy, don't be alarmist. If there were sandstorms, we would have been notified long ago."

A dark-skinned man next to Chen Zhuangping said disdainfully that his years of traveling made his skin dark and healthy under the scorching sun, and his face was full of vicissitudes. As the people who were departing in the caravan were treated better than others, but they were dancing with the god of death. In the unknown world in the wild, they might never go back one day.

Zhang Jianyang did not return the words, but just shook his head gently.

Chen Zhuangping is a cautious person. After all, sandstorms are too terrible. You would rather believe that they have than they don’t. In his heart, Zhang Jianyang is a mysterious traveler. Perhaps his judgment of nature has his uniqueness. So Chen Zhuangping hesitated for a moment, ignored the ridicule of his friends, stood up and said, "I'll inform the captain."

Wang Hanguang, better than Chen Zhuangping, said anxiously: "Old Chen, you don't know about the fat man's personality, what if it's not?"

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

"With my more than ten years of experience, it is impossible for a sandstorm to appear."

"Yes, Old Chen, I don't have to do it."

The people in the cargo compartment persuaded Chen Zhuangping in a verbal manner, and glared at Zhang Jianyang again. The sky was calm now, and without the warning from the sand city, how could there be a sandstorm?

Chen Zhuangping smiled and said, "What if it is true? I have been with the team for more than ten years. Isn't it because we are usually cautious enough?" After that, he climbed down from the cargo compartment and arrived at another cargo compartment from the tractor. In just a few minutes, he quickly arrived at the first cargo compartment.

A moment later, Chen Zhuangping returned lonely, with a light red slap mark on his face, and he seemed to have become more than teenagers.

Wang Hanguang pulled Chen Zhuangping up and said angrily: "He... how can he hit people? Old Chen, you are out of loyalty. I will go to him. At worst, I don't want this job anymore."

The other four people could only look at Chen Zhuangping with a sad look on the rabbit and the fox. They did not have the courage of Wang Hanguang. It was not easy to have a job in this world. In their location, in the sand city, there were countless people waiting for them to come in.

Chen Zhuangping squeezed out a smile and stopped the impulsive Wang Hanguang and said earnestly: "Hanguang, don't be impulsive. You are also a young man, why can't you restrain your temperament? If you lose your job, what will your family eat and drink? We are originally inferior residents, so it is natural to be angry."

Thinking of the family, Wang Hanguang moved his mouth and finally could only squat down with his head hatred.

Chen Zhuangping did not blame Zhang Jianyang, so he smiled at him, then sat down, pulled out the old cigarette gun, and sucked it bang.

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

Chen Zhuangping was a little surprised. In the area of ​​Shacheng, it was rare to get a tobacco leaf tobacco and it was difficult to see finished cigarettes. Only middle-aged and upper-class people could afford to smoke the finished cigarettes. The cigarettes handed over by Zhang Jianyang made Chen Zhuangping feel flattered and subconsciously took them over.

Zhang Jianyang lit one by himself, and two rays of smoke sprayed out of his nose, making him feel comfortable.

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

Chen Zhuangping was smoking and staring at Zhang Jianyang with both eyes. Even if he was wronged just now, he had to think about the entire caravan. At least half of the people in the caravan were families. If there were any problems, how could he explain to the people waiting in the sand city?

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

"But why didn't we receive news about sand storms? The caravan is equipped with communicators. As long as the sand city issues a warning, the chamber of commerce will definitely notify us. What's more, with my more than ten years of experience, the formation of sand storms has a strong precursor. The sand storm is far away from us, but we can already feel the residual power at the edge of it." Chen Zhuangping stared at the sky and said.

"It's very simple. This sandstorm is still brewing and will be formed around the area near us."

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

Chen Zhuangping's actions made everyone in the cargo compartment nervous, and the gun was immediately pointed at the surroundings and Zhang Jianyang. Affected by Chen Zhuangping's cargo compartment, the people in the other cargo compartments were all on alert, which indirectly caused the caravan to stop.

"What's going on?"

There was a shout from the front, and the fat man stood up with an upset expression and looked back at the platform behind Manniu.

Seeing that his actions were in exchange for such changes, Chen Zhuangping was also shocked. This was a job loss. He shrank his neck and smirked: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Chen Zhuangping, if you don't want to do it, get out of the caravan. If it weren't for your diligence, you'd have been cleared out of the caravan at your age. Next time, you pick up things and leave. Those who want to enter the caravan will go to the sea." The fat man was a little annoyed. It's nothing wrong to be cautious, but in this safe area, there is no danger at all. Do you really think that the guards in Shacheng are decorations? It's a little bit of a fuss. Is it still the style of an experienced team member?

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

"Why didn't you leave when you know there is a sandstorm?" Chen Zhuangping said in a low voice.

Zhang Jianyang smiled faintly: "Why should I leave? I can still take a ride in the caravan." He paused and said: "I know you don't believe me, but what I said is the truth. There are many ways to form a sandstorm. I think you must have never experienced the scene when a sandstorm 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 the dust in the wind, but what I see is its airflow movement."

This is a very profound science. Zhang Jianyang has only explored it after dozens of life and death tests. There are only a few people in this world who know it.

Zhang Jianyang has a very special temperament. At first you would think it was a very ordinary person, but when you come into contact with him, you can immediately feel a kind of self-confidence, a kind of self-confidence hidden and strong self-confidence, and the confidence to control everything, as if everything he said, no matter how absurd it is, is correct.

All the people who form this temperament are superiors who hold huge power. They need to have this temperament for a lifetime. 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 did not believe it, and it was a bit late to believe it now. The breeze just now turned from gentleness to violent, and waves of sand were blown up, making the large area yellow and hazy, and the visibility suddenly became less than twenty meters.

The momentary change was unexpected. The caravan covered with endless sand and soil suddenly fell into panic.

Animals are much more sensitive to nature than humans. The two bulls become impatient and uneasy, making a deafening "moo" sound, and speeding up on the road, making driving trainers unable to control them.

"What's going on?"

"Everyone should take it, don't be left behind."

"Stay steady, keep calm!"

The caravan was in chaos, and the fat man, as the captain of the caravan, was so scared that he was just screaming. Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden strong wind. Until now, he still didn't believe what Zhang Jianyang said, there would be a sandstorm.

With the visibility getting smaller and smaller, the fat man's terrified voice made the entire caravan even more chaotic, making people feel like they were overturned.

What's even more terrifying is...

"The sand is moving, no, the whole dune is moving."

With a heart-wrenching roar, the whole earth was shaking, giving people the illusion that the earth was moving.

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

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