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Chapter 541 Berber Survival Skills

In the hinterland of the desert under the setting sun, the three vehicles found a suitable camping location on the west side of the low mountain that stretched for four to five hundred meters.

While it was still early, Wei Ran did not rush to set up a tent. Instead, he walked in a circle along the foot of the mountain.

This bare stone mountain is not too high. I don’t know if it is due to the movement of the wind. The east and west sides of this mountain range that extends almost due south and due north present completely different scenes.

On the east side, the accumulated yellow sand makes the mountain above the surface only about 20 meters high. But on the west side, the distance between the ground surface and the top of the mountain is more than 40 meters, forming a natural sand retaining wall.

Accordingly, climbing to the top of the mountain from the west side is as difficult as finding water around here, but it is much easier on the east side of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Wei Ran glanced at his companions who were camping at the foot of the mountain on the west side and the rising bonfire. Then he found a hot stone and sat down, taking out a telescope from the metal book and observing. surrounding terrain.

Unfortunately, wherever you look, you can see almost endless yellow sand. Only on the southwest skyline can you vaguely see the outline of what seems to be a mountain range.

Without even looking at the satellite map, he could be sure that the faintly visible mountains were most likely located in Libya.

Putting away the telescope, Wei Ran took a few steps back. Only when he was sure that the people at the foot of the mountain could no longer see him did he start to make plans in his mind.

For the sake of the 500,000 euros, of course he wouldn't mind using the metal book to find out what happened to Edward's grandfather, Mr. Laws, and what secrets Edward hid.

What's more, after a preliminary inspection of the terrain here and combined with the geographical location. He was basically certain that if he returned to the era of Mr. Rouse with the help of a metal book, he would most likely not encounter the various dangers that would only be encountered on a frontal battlefield. On the contrary, the real dangers to his life might be more serious. Most of them come from the harsh natural environment test.

"Sure enough, money can make all the difference"

Wei

Ran muttered to himself while taking out the metal book Three oil drums and a big red food box.

These three 20-liter oil drums contain kerosene, ice-cold beer and equally ice-cold fresh water respectively. In the double-layered food box, except for the crucial authenticator, the rest of the space was filled with foods such as chocolate and compressed biscuits.

The only thing left uncertain now is whether he can still take out these things when he returns to his grandfather Rouse's time with the help of Edward's broken telescope.

Waving his hand to put away the food box and three oil drums, Wei Ran patted the sand on his buttocks and strolled down the foot of the mountain, secretly thinking about finding an opportunity to let Suo go by at night. Liman helps, go and talk to that BobThe Er people learned some desert survival skills.

By the time he slowly walked back to the west side of the mountains, Saleh, his son and Mr. Edward had already set up their own tents.

Even the Berber guide had already placed the tagine on the campfire and was busy baking flatbread-like pasta on the hot sand. .

"Victor, do you need me to help you put up the tent?" Soliman asked while handing Wei Ran a coconut with a straw inserted.

"I can do it myself"

Wei Ran took the coconut and took a sip, then asked, "Soliman, can you help me ask the Berber guide? , how did they survive in the desert? Do they have any special survival skills?"

"Survival skills"

Saleh, who was cutting watermelon next to him, took over the topic, " Just give up, those Berber desert survival skills are of no use at all."

Wei Ran simply sat cross-legged on the hot, soft sand and asked curiously, "Why is that?"

“They can walk thirty kilometers in the desert in one night with only two legs, but they only need a few sips of water and a few dried dates.”

Salih picked up the cut watermelon and handed it to Mr. Edward next to him. He turned around and took a piece himself

and continued to chew on it, "Whether it's Berber , or the Bedouin or the even rarer Tuareg, they have been living in this desert for a long time, and their hearts and bodies have long adapted to the environment here. ”

"I actually had the same idea as you before." Soliman took a sip of coconut water. "What do you think they did?"

"What?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"They will only tell you to put a few more dates in your pocket."

Soliman didn't know whose tone he was imitating, and continued in a tone of voice, "Also. Yes, I chase the stars at night, and sleep while hiding from the wind and desert plants during the day."

"Rest during the day and drive at night"

Wei Ran spread his hands when he saw the other party. , "I can understand chasing the stars, but why do you have to sleep hiding from the wind and desert plants"

"The wind will take away the moisture from the body"

Soliman didn't understand He explained with concern, "There are usually scorpions or poisonous snakes hidden near desert plants, but these are just common sense. Why do you want that British man to eat the fresh goat testicles of the Berbers and then come here?" A disgusting and appetizing wilderness survival"

"I'm not interested." Wei Ran threw the clean coconut to the other party, "Help me split it, I'll put up the tent first."< /p>

"If you are interested in trying to survive in the desert wilderness, I can send you 20 kilometers away and let you find a way to walk back on your own."

Saleh is here When Wei Ran passed by him, he held back his bad words and joked, "I believe Ms. Anna will definitely be interested in my proposal. ”

“Then I will have to eat my Mr. Photographer”

Wei Ran responded to the other party’s teasing with teasing, and strolled to the armored pickup truck. At the end, he opened the tarp and started to take things out.

This time when he came to walk Mr. Edward in the desert, although Teacher Anna specially arranged a truck for him to transport supplies, for the sake of safety, Wei Ran was also on his own. There are a lot of things packed in the car.

In addition to a full set of camping supplies and two spare tires, this small cargo compartment also contains two additional items. The 100-liter iron drum contained vital fuel and equally vital fresh water. However, when he threw the recliner, which was purely for enjoyment, outside the car. , when he was about to move out the rolled-up tent, he discovered that two pairs of iconic big ears popped out of it, and at the same time, a strong odor filled the tent.

"Soliman, what's going on?"

Wei Ran held the collar of a fennec fox in one hand and shouted to Soliman who was not far away. Although they are obviously not yet adults, and the light blue bows on their necks also prove that these two little things may have owners.

"Why did you steal two little foxes and come here to use them as pets? As pets?" Soliman obviously hasn't figured out the situation yet.

"Why should I steal them?" Wei Ran asked helplessly, "They are in my cargo compartment, and they also took my The tent peed. ”

“You didn’t steal it”

Soliman turned to look at the Berber guide not far away, and asked a few words in Arabic that Wei Ran couldn’t understand. The reporter stood up and went to Wei Ran's side and looked at the two little guys with feces and urine on their bodies. He pointed at the sand under his feet without thinking. Then he said something and continued to return to the campfire and started busy cooking. Went.

“He should be a gift from the children in the tribe.

Soliman came over with a watermelon and explained while nibbling, "Their tribe raises a lot of these little things. These two should be the ones born three or four months ago." If you find it troublesome, you can just throw them anywhere and let them fend for themselves. If you want to keep them, you can use sand to wash them. "

"Why are those Berbers raising so many foxes?" Wei Ran asked as he jumped out of the pickup truck carrying these two smelly things.

"Don't Look down on them."

Soliman explained nonchalantly, "These little things are good at catching scorpions, and they even dare to bite a few poisonous snakes. "

"Just to catch scorpions and poisonous snakes" Wei Ran asked subconsciously

"Berbers also eat poisonous snakes and scorpions"

Soli Man patted his forehead and said, "Victor, are you an idiot? Those Berbers don't sleep on beds in buildings like people in the city. In this desert, poisonous snakes and scorpions can kill people." , even ifIf people can escape, their camels and goats will also suffer. "

"I thought they were just pets," Wei Ran grinned. He really didn't expect that these cute little things actually had jobs.

"The Berbers don't need useless pets."

Soliman became more interested when he came here, licking his lips and said, "But I heard from the Berbers that the meat of these little things is actually quite good." The delicious food, especially after being bitten by a poisonous snake, is not as good as us."

"Forget it, let them live.

Wei Ran forced these two smelly little things to Soliman, "Help wash them with sand. I will set up a tent first. When I get back, I will ask if I can take them back to Russia." , these two little things are quite suitable as gifts. ”

“It must be for women,” Soliman judged with great certainty.

While Soliman used sand to almost bury the two children alive, While taking a shower, Wei Ran also set up a tent that was stained with large urine stains.

"Soliman, did you bring a spare tent?" Wei Ran asked with a frown. It wasn't big, but it inevitably made the smell in the tent a bit unpleasant.

Soliman gloated about the situation and took out two foxes with only their heads exposed in the sand and threw them into Wei Ran's tent. “I didn’t expect to encounter this situation, so I’m sorry, I brought a spare tent. ", please remember:, free fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft

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