The caravan traveled quickly on the endless golden sand dunes.
After learning that they were competing against a big sandstorm for time, all the caravan drivers had been in a state of tension.
It's not like these caravan guys have never encountered big sandstorms.
On the contrary, on this desert trade route that they have traveled hundreds of times, the ruthless natural environment will always bring them "surprises" from time to time.
And every "surprise" will cause them to lose at least dozens of people.
In the desert of Xue Hua's previous life, natural disasters such as sandstorms were terrifying enough in themselves.
In this world, this horror has become dozens of times worse.
Sandstorms in this world will not only have tons of flying sand rushing towards you, trying to bury you alive under the sand, but they will also often be accompanied by giant tornadoes that can tear apart steel, as well as hard sandstone that is somehow formed.
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Either of these two things is enough to kill a level 20 professional, let alone an ordinary civilian.
Therefore, the more people have experienced a sandstorm, the more afraid of its power it is.
The traveling speed of the caravan seemed very fast under the strong whips of the caravan drivers who were filled with fear, but no one knew what was going on.
Fighting against nature has always been the most frightening activity. No one knows whether they will plunge into a big sandstorm that suddenly appears in front of them in the next second.
Warev did not dare to slack off at all. The wine bag that he never left his hand in the past was now being ignored by him.
He was holding a monocular at the moment, standing on the truck and staring at the sea of sand south of the caravan.
Just when he felt that his eyes were getting dry and tired, and he was about to blink and take a rest, several white voices riding camels suddenly emerged from behind a sand dune in the distance.
They drove the camels frantically and rushed towards the caravan. Warev could even feel their panic and fear through the telescope.
What happened?!
Vajile is a renowned explorer!
Although he was just a civilian, he even had the record of killing two "Desert Jumpers" with a machete!
Although that battle cost him half a year of lying in bed and almost losing his life, as a civilian, having such a record is enough to be called an "elite".
What on earth could have caused this elite explorer to be so alarmed?
Warev suddenly felt a strong sense of foreboding in his heart.
The exploration team marched toward the caravan for dozens of miles. The leader, Vajile, suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist and waved it violently horizontally above his head.
This is a secret code agreed upon by explorers, specially used to report the exploration situation to the caravan when they can't wait any longer.
There are many other secret codes like this, and they even form a type of body language that all caravan leaders and explorers must learn.
The code currently used by Vajile only represents one meaning.
Danger!
Warev's face instantly turned livid. He turned around very simply and jumped directly from the roof of the truck that was nearly three meters high. After rolling on the sand to absorb the impact, without saying a word, he raised his legs and
It's like running directly in front of a motorcade, shouting loudly as they run.
"Stop! The convoy in front! Stop!"
Amid his shouts, the convoy in front slowly stopped, and several men wearing blue waistcoats ran over from the front car.
"Master, what are your requirements?"
Warev held his legs and breathlessly issued orders to them quickly.
"Hadi! You go and notify the rear convoy! Let them all stop! Barry! You go and inform all the managers and ask them to come to me! Hamid! You go and inform Zhebal! Let him take all the convoys with him.
People, go to the south side of the caravan and organize a defense line! Quick, quick, quick!"
"Okay!" The slightly nervous tone of the person in charge immediately caused a few guys to panic. As soon as they received the order, they began to run towards the rear convoy and began to convey Warev's order.
They all knew that Warev was a very wise caravan leader, and few things could make him get nervous.
And if even he becomes nervous, it means one thing - the caravan is likely to encounter a catastrophe!
Soon, a group of people wearing blue and white robes gathered in front of Warev, and the motorcade slowly stopped.
At the same time, a group of caravan guards wearing metal and leather hybrid armor, holding long-handled weapons, and carrying the unique aura of mercenaries were gathered into the business by a guy nearly two meters tall and holding a giant long-handled battle axe.
On the south side of the caravan, after an order was given, the guards quickly dispersed and established a temporary defense line relying on caravans on the sand dunes south of the caravan.
Warev waited until all his managers had arrived before he began to issue orders with a stern face.
"Hasib, go and gather all the breeders, let them drive the beasts of burden to form a protective wall around the caravan, and then put the beasts of burden behind the caravan!"
"Understood!" Hasheb took the order and quickly ran towards the caravan.
"Ophar, you go and gather all the servants, counters, cooks and other irrelevant people, and assemble them behind the protective wall!"
"Yes! The person in charge!" Opal nodded and ran towards the caravan.
"Samuel, you go gather all the coolies and divide them into two groups. One group will help the breeders place the pack animals and caravans, and the other group will go behind the protective wall and start digging sand caves!"
"Okay! Chief!" Samir also nodded and quickly began to gather people.
"Rahim, go and invite all the guests in the caravan over. I want to talk to them personally!"
"Get it done right away, boss!" Rahim quickly turned around and ran towards the caravan area where the professionals lived together.
"Everyone remaining, cooperate with the dispatchers to arrange supplies! Our caravan is about to face a major crisis!"
Warev paused and swallowed.
"May Akarat bless us..."
While everyone was busy carrying out their tasks, the six explorers riding camels finally ran back to the caravan.
Vajile rolled off the camel's back and rushed to Warev in a panic. Before he could ask any questions, he said directly: "It's a black sandstorm! Black sandstorm!!"
"Ah! I know...Hey..." Warev exclaimed when he heard this, and then calmed down as if he had already realized it, with a bitter look on the corner of his mouth.
smile.
In fact, Warev had already guessed the outcome when he saw Vajile looking miserable on the back of the camel.
Apart from the legendary black sand storm, nothing else could scare Vajile, known as the "Desert Man", to this level.
The so-called "Black Sand Storm" is actually a rumor spread among all the caravans traveling in the Aranok Desert.
A true rumor.
According to rumors, black sandstorms will suddenly blow up from the desert from time to time without any warning. They will start from the place where they are blown and end at the edge of the desert. Everything they encounter along the way will be destroyed by it.
An oasis city near Lugaoyin once encountered a black sandstorm.
At that time, explorers in Oasis City also issued warnings, but the town managers thought it was just an ordinary sandstorm, so they did not take it seriously.
But when the sandstorm dissipated and some professionals traveled to the oasis city, they discovered that the entire oasis had turned into a sand dune, and everything in the past was gone.
Whether it was towns, humans or livestock, they all disappeared directly into the black sand storm.
Even the nearby monster projections were swallowed up by the black sand storm or driven to other places.
These originally emotionless projections seemed to have an instinctive fear of the black sandstorm, and would even actively retreat from its path when the black sandstorm was about to hit.
When Vajile reported to Warev for the first time, he did not regard the strange-colored sandstorm that covered the sky like black smoke as the legendary black sandstorm. It was not until Warev asked him to go to observe again that he learned from some details.
This horrifying truth was discovered.
However, by this time it was too late.
Warev's caravan happened to be crossing the path of the black sandstorm, and the black sandstorm moved much faster than a normal sandstorm.
At the current speed of the caravan, if it continues to move forward, it will be swallowed up by a black sandstorm unpreparedly in half an hour.
