The undulating sand dunes look peaceful and elegant under the dim skylight before dawn. They are a gray-yellow color, intersecting with the light blue-gray in the sky, which is a lonely beauty.
There was no sound around, and even the wind was inaudible at this time. Everything was a still life painting of melted colors, filling the air around the body, with a little moisture at this time. Cassia and Kara finally finally
I was able to take off the mask and inhale the rare fresh breath. I could feel this tiny amount of moisture on my face that was red from stuffiness.
"There is not much time until dawn completely rises. We need to hide before the sun rises completely." Kara spread out the map with both hands. She also placed the compass next to the map for reference. Because there is an optical sight on the sniper rifle,
Cassia's vision has been greatly improved.
Kara was still closing one eye, looking through the long sight at the distance ahead where the scenery was almost the same. There was still endless yellow sand, and the station marked on the map did not appear in front of them.
"How's it going?" Cassia opened the water bag and took a sip of water, looking at Kara who was taking back the utensils and asked.
"Of course it's terrible." Carla turned around and replied, "While there is still some time, let's go directly to the next target. Although the supply station is important, our purpose is to have a better journey. A few days ago we
You need to walk more distance while your body is still in a state of excitement."
The footsteps of the two people broke the peaceful world like a picture, and the chain-like footprints meandered along with the ups and downs of the sand dunes.
The sky became brighter and brighter, and finally a ray of light suddenly appeared in the entire desert, and then countless fiery red colors began to render the entire desert like huge paintbrushes. This is a picture of alternating red and black shadows, row after row.
The column spread out, like a continuous wave, and disappeared without a trace within a few dozen seconds.
The real sunshine has come out, and the face without a mask can clearly feel the huge power contained in the rays. The increase in temperature is definitely visible to the naked eye. In just a few minutes, the moisture in the surrounding air changes under the light.
In the world of silence and ruins, dryness and heat are the main themes in the desert.
The sun came out half an hour earlier than the two expected, but in order not to ruin their fixed itinerary, they walked an extra ten kilometers with the blazing white sun climbing half of the sky above their heads. Until the heat wave surged in front of them.
The temperature rose to about 50 degrees. Cassia and Kara quickly took out the tent frames they carried and set up camp behind the leeward slope of a dune chain. Then they covered the entire tent with yellow sand to reduce the midday sun.
The temperature of light exposure.
There was only one tent for the two of them, and they could only simply live together during the more than ten days of travel.
The temperature inside the tent is not very low. The heat is like a steamer, without any moisture. Every minute and second spent here is torture.
"There is no need to allocate manpower to keep watch. No one will come in this kind of weather. Those pitiful animals in the desert must be in the same condition as us. If they come out, they can be used as today's food." Carla has already added
The heavy equipment she was wearing was put aside. She leaned on it and closed her eyes. "Of course, I also hope to see people coming in this desert."
Cassia also leaned on her backpack. The size of the tent did not allow them to stretch their limbs freely. Closing her eyes, Cassia cleared her mind of thoughts, even though the surroundings were not an environment where people could sleep peacefully.
.But rest is necessary, and fatigue will gradually accumulate. You can close your eyes to relax your body and mind if you can't sleep, which is also a kind of rest.
I don't know how long it has been, but Cassia's mind has been in a daze. The temperature has risen so much that he feels uncomfortable physically. He has tried his best to control his physiological activities so that they don't have much rest.
Wasting a little energy. Until the reed in the mechanical watch made a sound, Cassia and Kara opened their eyes at the same time.
"Sure enough, I didn't fall asleep." Cassia glanced at the watch on her hand. The time on it was six o'clock in the afternoon. They were about to get up and go on their way.
"It would be good to have a rest." Kara was already fully equipped on the side. She started to open the tent, and the hot yellow sand came in one after another. The heat wave seemed to have found an outlet and surged over.
"It's a terrible temperature. I suddenly discovered that the low temperature in school is also very gentle." Carla, who got out of the tent, was looking at the sun that was slowly sinking. Her body was shining because of the sun protection clothing, and there was a dark shadow behind her. The two then set out on the road, and not long after, the wind began to blow. The yellow sand began to dance in the air, and the sand grains under their feet began to travel with the wind. The dust was blown into the air, causing the last light of dusk to flash up and down in the air like waves. The wind reached its maximum at nine o'clock in the evening. As soon as Cassia lifted her steps, the footprints she left had been smoothed away. All traces would be completely eroded by the natural force of the desert, leaving nothing behind.
By late at night, the wind had subsided. All the animals hiding under the gravel also came out at this time. While Cassia and the others were on their way, they would also choose prey to hunt. After being hungry for a day, they were in the first stage of eating.
The demand is very high.
There was nothing to make a fire, and neither of them wanted to eat bloody food. They discussed taking the meat with them and covering it in the sand at noon tomorrow to let the sun steam them before eating.
In the early morning of the first day of advance, they arrived at a place more than 200 miles away from the old station. The ups and downs of the sand dunes doubled their distance, and the physical exertion was very high, far exceeding the estimated value. And they finally arrived in the desert
I saw traces of a section of the highway, and following the path of the highway and the guidance of the map, the second expected supply station was not spared, and was completely buried under the sand dunes of an unknown location.
The two of them didn't have high expectations, but their moods became heavy.
The deeper you go into the desert, the greater the wind and danger will be. How many supply stations there can still exist and how many can not be covered by the yellow sand? The chance of this is probably getting smaller and smaller.
Continuing on their way, the two people obviously sped up. They changed their strategy and wanted to take advantage of the fact that they had enough everything in the previous few days to go as deep into the desert as possible and cover a longer distance.
The route has not changed, and we are still following the supply stations set up one by one.
But in the continuous disappointment, the mood of the two people also became impetuous.
Seven days later, at night, the moon's light was very bright, and he could barely see the scenery not far away around him. Cassia opened the mask, her face was a little pale, her mouth was dry and cracked, and her eyes were full of tiredness. Her body
I can still resist, but my spirit has begun to feel trance.
The temperature at noon today reached an unprecedented 90 degrees. All the fresh meat they put outside was roasted into jerky, and the temperature at night also dropped to a lower 20 degrees.
The exhaled air turned into white mist, containing precious moisture.
Now Kara is walking in front, holding the scope removed from the sniper rifle in her hand. The bright red cross pupils can capture more subtle light. Cassia is squatting behind, studying the map in her hand, which marks this place.
There should be a large-scale supply station nearby, which serves as the central heart of dozens of small stations around it and plays a connecting role. If even such a supply station is buried by the sand, then they will have no impact on other supply stations or
The base will no longer report any thoughts.
"Yes!" Carla stood on the sand dune and looked at it for a long time. Finally, a slight light appeared on the bright red cross pupils. It was the light of a high-pressure mercury lamp. It existed like a lighthouse in the desert sea, signaling to people who were lost that they had no choice.