The temperature is very high, and the fiery red light of the setting sun is reflected very dazzlingly by the endless sea of sand in front of you.
The wind and sand made everyone who got out of the car squint their eyes slightly. They jumped off the heavy truck one by one holding their weapons, and the logistics department personnel of the military school did not say a word.
A thick layer of yellow sand accumulated inside the dilapidated station, submerging the legs of the few wooden tables.
There were traces of iron fixing on the cracked wood, and it was covered with fine dust. After Cassia and the others followed the two people from the logistics department, the powder began to wander in the slightly quiet room. Everything inside looked like yellow sand.
It is equally dry. There is fine quicksand inside the empty glass. I don’t know how long the wine bottle has been there, and the moisture inside has already been lost through the gaps on it.
Rather than saying that this is a building in the form of a station, the structure inside is more like a bar. There are also graffiti paintings painted with paint on the walls, but due to dryness, the paint has fallen off eight or nine times, leaving only a faint shadow.
There.
The logistics staff walked to the cabinets containing cups and jars, dug away the yellow sand accumulated underneath, and exposed the locker doors.
Inside the locker are steel shovels that have been out of maintenance for a long time. Although there are no traces of oxidation or insect infestation, they still seem to have the heat of being tortured by high temperatures.
"It's work, it's work!" The people from the logistics department pulled out a large bundle of steel shovels tied inside. They took the steel shovels and walked to the side of the station, where there was an iron box that was almost completely buried by the yellow sand.
shaped building, revealing a corner that has been worn away by gravel for a long time.
"Let's dig. The first step in your mission is to obtain these basic supplies in the desert. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether you can take the mission to the next step." The people from the logistics department piled up the supplies with shovels after shovels.
He shoveled away the yellow sand and called to the twenty students behind him, "This is your destination. How you carry out the mission next is your own business. But if you want to survive in the desert, water is necessary. Besides,
The heavy truck needs to be replenished with steam and water for power when driving back. Even though we have all undergone surgeries, the temperature is close to 70 or 80 degrees at noon in the desert. If you are wearing these clothes, it will be a damn thing if you don't get roasted into jerky.
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"This is a small supply station that was abandoned by the military. According to the records, there should be some supplies for desert hiking left in it." The yellow sand was flying in the wind, and the two people from the logistics department put on masks. They had been prepared.
However, among the students, there were only four people who also took out masks and put them on.
Everyone interprets and prepares for tasks differently.
The yellow sand flew up and turned into dust and mist that filled the air. The strong wind caused by the huge temperature difference between day and night was blocked in front of the station, forming small cyclones here, and the dust also persisted for a long time.
The pile of sand didn't look very big, but it wasn't until the stars filled the dark blue sky at night that the iron door was dug out.
At this moment, the time on the mechanical watch already pointed at ten o'clock.
Inside the iron door is lifeless air that has been silent for a long time. The surrounding temperature has now dropped to about minus five degrees. The air sucked into the throat is not only cold, but also dry and completely devoid of moisture. It cannot be seen in the distance.
In the dark yellow, a few hungry wolf howls can be heard from time to time.
Under the door is a staircase made of stone steps leading to the basement, with a little gravel gathered on it. Two people from the school's logistics department walked in front with a bright light. There were only a few dozen steps, and at the end was a short corridor.
There you can see the spacious storage room underground.
The people from the logistics department inserted the password card into the card slot on the edge of the corridor. The various gears and shafts of the differential engine that had not been operated for a long time seemed like old bones that had long since decayed. The harsh friction sounds from the operation were heard in the underground storage room.
It echoed for a long time.
The high-voltage mercury lamps on the roof began to flicker like fireflies, and the stored electricity allowed them to regain their vitality after being left there for too long.
A few minutes had passed since all the lights were turned on, and the small appearance of the basement was truly revealed in Cassia's eyes.
Perhaps they were already accustomed to seeing such dilapidated and abandoned bases, so the two people from the logistics department just walked out with water pipes and steam hoses to replenish the source of power for the heavy trucks. The site of the abandoned base was built on an underground river in the desert.
Only in this way can we ensure that we have enough sources of life water and steam in such a thirsty desert.
"The supplies prepared for you are in the iron boxes in the corner. You should prepare them early. There is not much time left for you to set off." The two people carried the long tubes out and did not forget to stand aside.
The observing Cassia and the others were reminded.
Those boxes were sealed very tightly. They were probably the last things left here. When I abandoned this small station, I didn't know how long it would take for these things to be used, so they were all welded into the iron boxes.
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"I'll do it." When everyone was looking at the iron box and worried, Gustin spoke at this time. After the distribution of materials, it meant the formation of a team, and it was exactly what he had in mind to show off his strength at the right time.
This is an ordinary iron box with a thickness of one millimeter. Gustin pulled out his dagger, stepped forward and stood firm with very particular steps. The output was very powerful and the speed was extremely fast. After four sparks flashed, a piece of
The square iron sheet fell down with a sound. The iron sheet scratched by the dagger revealed a silvery white color, and the scratches were very smooth.
Several iron boxes were all cut open, and the dagger in Gustin's hand was still shining with cold light, without even a trace of obvious friction. This not only means that the workmanship of the dagger is excellent, but also that Gustin is skilled in swordsmanship.
and the accuracy of power angle control.
Sure enough, the comprehensive performance ranking is still somewhat convincing, Cassia stood silently in the crowd.
Inside the box are a water bag, a mask to prevent wind and sand, a backpack, clothes to protect from the sun, a tent, a compass, a small thermometer, a detailed map of the surrounding area, high-top shoes of different sizes, ropes,,,, a lot of them, twenty people.
Totally more than enough.
Everyone silently searched for something suitable for them, and then changed their clothes as needed.
Time passed quickly, and by the time everyone was fully prepared, it was already late at night, and the temperature had dropped to minus fifteen degrees. A strong wind blew outside, and the quicksand was rolling under the force of the wind, and the sea of sand made tiny noises like countless ants walking.
Talking in sleep.
The condition of the heavy truck was restored. The two people from the logistics department started the heavy truck and finally said, "You have to set off early. You cannot reach the Gerun Oasis before the full moon night. That is a very troublesome thing. Final wishes
Good luck to you!", then disappeared into the yellow sand sweeping across the sky with two huge lights.
The atmosphere in the basement suddenly became subtle. Because they discovered that the people in the logistics department had left nothing behind, not even food distribution. After sending the group here, the two of them had no more words to say.
, except for the last kind reminder.
Everyone thought of the map in their hands. When they unfolded the map, it was all marked with a map of yellow sand. A winding river was like a blue sharp knife dividing the entire huge desert into two halves. A crescent-shaped inner lake.
It is embedded in the center of the desert, with dots of green surrounding it. The largest piece of green is the green space next to the crescent moon, which is marked "Gerun Oasis".
The old station where they were located was numbered 7734 on the map. They visually measured the distance between the two on the map and silently multiplied the scale data in their minds.
The actual distance is more than 3,000 kilometers, and it is thirteen days away on a full moon night. They thought silently almost at the same time.