After being excited, everyone counted the list of personnel and their physical condition, and the result was that twenty-one people were injured to varying degrees.

Among them, Professor Inovich from the Seuss Federation was the worst injured - this old guy as strong as a brown bear was more excited than anyone after the sandstorm blew up. After gathering here, he couldn't suppress his curiosity. In the dark environment of flying sand and rocks, he ran around with a strong flashlight, trying to try how strong the strong wind could be. Then he got what he wanted. The strong wind rolled him up and threw him hard on a rock. He immediately broke his head and broke his right arm and right hand knuckles... For this reason, he had to be fortunately blocked him, otherwise after being swept out by the strong wind, now, no, he would definitely not be able to find anyone.

The injuries of others are not serious. After being hit by stones wrapped in the wind, bruises on the body, or bruises on the head, hands, etc., it is basically nothing serious and will not affect normal activities.

In addition, three others were missing.

Professor Evan Charles from Britain and two of his assistants.

This news made most people feel sad about setbacks, but without much sympathy, they were still scared. Looking at the Chinese drivers and staff, especially the medium-height and rough driver leader, everyone couldn't help but feel admiration and deep gratitude.

Since coming to the Loulan site, almost all scholars and experts have had prejudice against the driver and several staff members, and even complained to the captain of the inspection team, Jia Shengling.

Because these people will always stop their behavior and warn them how to do it, such as treating some children who have not grown up. It will inevitably make them feel overwhelmed, or rather, a kind of humiliation.

But after experiencing the terrifying sandstorm last night, everyone no longer had any resentment towards the driver and staff.

I finally understood why before coming, the organization would repeatedly remind them to enter the desert Gobi and arrive at the Loulan ruins, and remind them to pay attention to all aspects, and warn everyone to obey the arrangements of the staff, etc.

Everyone can see clearly that in the two-day inspection team, Evan Charles and his assistant are the experts who disobey the arrangements. They always ignore the dissuasion of the staff and do not communicate with the rest of the inspection team. They like a lone wolf, who likes to leave everyone and walk towards secluded places, and even go very far.

Now……

There is so much danger!

Or, it is undoubtedly dead, and even the corpse is difficult to find.

Seeing the relief expressions of the driver leader and several staff members, everyone became more grateful and obeyed the arrangements for the staff. Almost everyone followed the staff, regardless of physical and mental fatigue, to the previous station, looking for all the supplies, drinking water and food that could still be used.

Several cars were all overturned and covered up by sand and gravel. Many of the supplies that were originally outside, such as tents, tables and chairs, could not be found again.

The biggest problem facing now is...

Because the vehicle was damaged, the most advanced high-power satellite communication equipment loaded on the vehicle could no longer be used, so the expedition team lost contact with the rear - God knows when will the rescue personnel come.

Under such a crisis pressure, none of the people was lazy. They all surrounded the vehicles and dig out food, water, umbrellas, and tools in the scorching sun...

Wen Shuo became the main force in digging materials this time!

He is young and strong, and works very well. Compared with those older experts and scholars, he is just one of the top ten!

It is particularly eye-catching and delightful. What is grateful is that even the strong driver leader Zhao Zhijun experienced the torture of a sandstorm all night and was out of high tension for a long time. Although he was determined, he did not have much strength at this moment. Wen Shuo was like an ungrateful bull. This guy was so physically and energetic that he was so perverted!

He held a small hand shovel for archaeology in both hands, like a marmot who digged a hole. In the scorching sun, his hands danced like a windmill, rolling up the gravel in the sky. After a while, he dug out a lot of piles of gravel, and then pulled out boxes after boxes of mineral water, biscuits, beef jerky, bread, etc. from the car.

So much so that afterwards, everyone couldn't help but stop working and watched the fat man's "performance" in a daze.

Fortunately, Zhao Zhijun was the first to come back and quickly asked everyone not to stand there. He either went to help move things to the shaded place or went up to help. After all, a person's ability is limited, and he can't let the fat man do all the work himself.

At noon.

The fat man, who was already regarded as strong as steel by everyone, finally sat exhausted in the shade, eating biscuits and drinking water to relieve fatigue and hunger.

Looking at the fat man sitting under the wall of the shaded pit, everyone was grateful and a little envious and jealous. After doing almost one-third of the work of the entire expedition team, the guy did not forget to dig a hole in the shade by leaning on the half-buried minibus body, which was filled with sand and gravel in the car, and thick sand around him blocked it. The temperature in the hole was much cooler than outside.

After losing most of the supplies, almost everyone looked for shaded places to dig holes to avoid heat, but no one could do it like a fat man, and seized the advantageous terrain as soon as possible and dug out the most comfortable hole.

This guy is simply too selfish, too cunning, too vulgar!

Didn’t he realize that there was a serious injury in the expedition team and many people who were exhausted?

Didn’t he know that he was the youngest and the strongest in the inspection team?

Not even this quality!

But no matter how much I complain, most people are embarrassed to step forward and ask the fat man to give way to the elderly, weak, sick and disabled...

After all, the fat man is the hero of the entire team and his life-saving benefactor. He first roared and woke everyone up in a state of mental collapse, and then worked tirelessly to dig out so much water, food and other supplies from the sand. If the fat man had not paid the hard work, facing the toxic sun, in the rapidly heating desert, can these old, weak and sick people dig out enough water and food for everyone to drink and eat? Without water, they are exhausted and weak, and most of them are older people. How long can they last?

Therefore, the fat man worked so hard and saved everyone. It is natural that the rest environment and conditions are better than everyone else.

It was obvious that everyone's expressions were a little dissatisfied and embarrassed with Wen Shuo. Yang Jingbin sighed softly. He understood the fat man's personality and knew that this guy was exhausted today. He even guessed... Before the sandstorm had dispersed in the morning, the fat man suddenly disappeared. Later, he appeared in time to awaken all the crazy people. It was likely that Evan Charles and his group of three people went away to solve the problem. This sudden and extremely terrifying sandstorm was probably related to Evan Charles, because the sandstorm lasted only for a few hours and was strange in itself.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Jingbin finally couldn't hold back his inner thoughts and walked over to remind Wen Shuo that he should give this best position to the seriously injured Professor Inovic - after all, the fat man is a strange man carrying the mysterious method, and he can use the mysterious method to escape the summer heat.

But when he walked to the pit, Yang Jingbin hesitated and did not speak for a long time.

Because, the fat man fell asleep.

The fat man with a thick layer of sand attached to his face, half a piece of bread in his left hand, half a bottle of unwritten mineral water in his right hand, his legs spread apart, and a piece of bread in his mouth, tilted his head and closed his eyes and slept very sweetly, and a string of crystal saliva was pulled out of the corner of his mouth.

He is too tired.

"Hey, fat man, don't sleep anymore!" A rough-looking man stepped forward and kicked the fat man in the thigh, shouting in Sussy with a wide eyes wide open.

The translator next to him hurriedly pulled the man and explained the translation to Teacher Yang softly.

"Hmm?!" The fat man was in pain, and he opened his eyes cleverly, and looked at the three people standing in front of him in a daze. The light was a little dazzling. He raised his hand to cover his forehead and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

The translator snatched in front of the big man Suss and said, "Sorry, Mr. Wen, Mr. Vlakisle hopes that you can give this pit to Professor Inovic, who was seriously injured, for rest, look..."

"Ah..." Wen Shuo shook his head vigorously, then came to his senses, nodded and stood up, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm sorry, I forgot about this just now, hurry up, bring Professor Inovic over!"

The fat man had a good impression of that tough old man.

Vlakisl snorted heavily, turned his head and left, not even saying thank you. The translator quickly thanked him and turned to carry him.

The fat man rushed over with great enthusiasm and helped to carry the tough old man here and put it down.

Inovic, who was extremely weak and had an abnormal red face, smiled and expressed his gratitude.

The fat man smiled and said he was not polite, then turned around and hugged Vlakisl's shoulder. In the face of surprise, the fat man said to the translator: "Hey, did he kick me angrily just now, and forgot to say thank you to me?"

The translator showed an awkward and sneered, and hurriedly apologized to Wenshuo on behalf of Vlakisl.

Vlakisl shook the fat man's arm disgustedly.

The fat man turned his head and stared at the big man Sus who was about the same height as him, and grinned and said, "Translation for him, just say I want to beat him!"

"Hmm?" the translator was stunned.

"No!" Yang Jingbin quickly stopped him and said, "Wen Shuo, don't be impulsive..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Shuo raised his hand and clenched his fist, twisted his neck, and told the other party with his expression and movements that I want to beat you!!
Chapter completed!