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Chapter 550: Picking up rags and hiding in the sand

In the hot desert hinterland, Felix lay in the shadow of a boulder and slept very soundly. Morris, who was less than five meters away from him, also struggled to change into a pair of clean pants, and by the way, he buried the pants stained with feces and urine in the sand that was about to become hot at the edge of the shadow.

For him, a navigator whose lower limbs are paralyzed, whether he can escape from the desert alive may not be as troublesome as incontinence.

Turning around with difficulty and looking in the direction of Leon's body, Morris sighed silently. Of course he wanted to leave here alive, but he was still hesitant to believe Felix.

Maybe give him a try

Morris glanced at the two watches and two compass needles fixed on his wrists, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"We must get those magazines." A hundred or ten meters away, Wei Ran, who had been hiding behind the boulder, also made up his mind at the same time.

Since Laon’s death, Felix has discarded most of the submachine gun magazines collected from the plane next to Laon’s body. For Weihan, those magazines are Although it is not necessary, if you have the opportunity to replenish your pistol with some ammunition, it will undoubtedly increase your life-saving bargaining chip.

Having made up his mind, Wei Ran raised his telescope and looked at the navigator Morris, who was still busy cleaning his personal hygiene with sand a hundred meters away. Then he cleaned his footprints and walked towards Backed a few hundred meters due west.

Finding a location that was both secluded and cool enough, Wei Ran took off his one-piece flight suit as usual and lay down on it as a cushion.

Perhaps they are too close to each other, or the temptation of those magazines. In short, Wei Ran's sleep was not peaceful. Every now and then, he would wake up, glance at the watch he had put in the tin can, and then close his eyes again.

As time passed by towards dusk, Weiran immediately put on his warm one-piece flight suit, put on his watch, and put away the cans. He quickly climbed up to a high ground and looked at Felix and the two with the help of binoculars.

Under his silent gaze, Felix threw away almost all the unused things on his body and on the chair. Then he put the parachute rope connected to the chair on his shoulders and pulled it. With Morris sitting on it, he started to walk north.

Glancing at the compass in front of him, Wei Ran raised the telescope again and waited until the back of Felix dragging Morris was completely obscured by the sand dunes they climbed over. He immediately put away his telescope and compass, and trotted towards Leon's body.

During the day, the high temperature has caused Leon to emit a somewhat unpleasant odor, but in this desert that is like a restricted area for life, not even a fly can be seen.

Not daring to waste time, Wei Ran picked up two loaded submachine gun magazines and stuffed them into his pants pockets, and then started rummaging through Laon's body.

Fortunately,He really found some small items, including half a box of R6 cigarettes, an Austrian passport, and inside the passport, there were two photos and a gold plate about the size of a photo, almost two millimeters thick.

"Where did you get all this gold?"

Wei Ran muttered to himself and put the heavy gold plate into his pocket. Although I can't bring back my own era, I can't just leave it here and waste it.

After putting away the gold plate, Wei Ran looked at the photo in his passport. The first photo is a group photo of Leon in a suit and an old man wearing glasses. On the blackboard behind them, there are some drawings similar to the distribution of rivers.

This photo is nothing, but the second photo is interesting. This photo is a group photo. In this black and white photo, 12 shirtless men are standing on the endless desert. They are all wearing shorts, showing their strong muscles, and they are holding either shovels or large wrenches in their hands.

A group photo with almost the same content

He had also seen the scanned copy in Edward's faulty USB flash drive, but the upper right corner of the group photo was burned off Just go with the boss.

However, it was in the upper right corner of the same group photo that Wei Ran not only saw the smile on the face of Leon holding a telescope, but also saw the man who shared cigarettes with him on the plane. The young man, and the face of the man whose real name was Rouse

Unfortunately, the background chosen for this photo was too monotonous. Not only could no special terrain be seen, but the desert was exceptionally flat. , so that he couldn't tell where it was taken.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran put the two photos back into his passport and stuffed them into Leon's pants pocket along with the half pack of cigarettes.

Taking out a Rolleiflex double-lens reflex camera and taking a photo of Leon's death, Wei Ran turned around and walked toward the place where Felix and Felix once rested a hundred meters away.

Some things were also abandoned here, including a blanket that smelled of shit and urine, Felix's paratrooper-type steel helmet and an RZ1 parachute with only some scraps left.

Other things don't matter, but this piece of silk parachute that has been cut to pieces is a good thing.

Without any hesitation, Wei Ran immediately picked up a can skin and used a sharp edge to cut off a piece of white silk cloth that was one and a half meters square. He used it as a headscarf and wrapped his entire face tightly. Strictly.

Finally, he put on the leather flying hat and goggles. Wei Ran tried to take a big breath and saw that there was no obstruction at all. Then he found a stone and sat down with satisfaction.

First remove the bullets from the two submachine gun magazines that were picked up, then take out the titanium alloy pistol from the metal book, and fill its magazines with bullets. Wei Ran put all the remaining dozens of bullets into his pants pocket, then picked up the shotgun and followed Felix's footprints to catch up.go.

Although the pistol is full of bullets now, he has no intention of throwing away the shotgun. After all, his hand

The firepower of the gun is not as intensive as that of the submachine gun, but This shotgun uses large hunting bullets, but its range is far beyond that of the submachine gun in Felix's hand.

Undoubtedly, this would allow him to easily disarm Felix with his range advantage when he decided to meet him.

Hurrying slowly along the way, when he once again narrowed the distance between the two sides to less than two hundred meters and kept moving forward, a hazy halo appeared around the crescent moon above his head. .

Compared with the beautiful night sky, Wei Ran stared at the compass in his hand and frowned. At this time, although Felix's heading was still heading north, it had shifted to the west. It was at least 20 degrees

This is Morris' decision

Wei Ran secretly clenched the shotgun in his hand and followed quietly, waiting for Felix's call. respond.

However, contrary to his expectation, Felix showed no reaction at all throughout the night except for taking a break at noon. From beginning to end, Felix acted like a diligent old scalper. He pulled Morris forward hard.

"Could it be that he is such a good person?" Wei Ran fell into almost the same confusion as Morris, but finally resisted the impulse and decided to continue to follow them and observe for a few days before talking.

Before the sun rose, under the guidance of Morris, Felix's direction gradually adjusted back to true north. And after the sun rose completely, it stopped in the shadow of a sand dune.

As usual, Wei Ran hid in the shadow of a sand dune a hundred meters away from the two of them, quietly observing them with the help of a telescope.

However, there was nothing unusual about Felix. After strictly distributing food and water, he lay directly on the soft sand and handed over the guarding and sentry work to Morris with confidence.

Seeing this, Wei Ran stopped paying attention to them, hid in his hiding spot, poured a large bowl of beer out of a coconut shell, and then took out a piece of tinfoil

Take a hard bite of the wrapped Snickers bar.

After filling his stomach carelessly and drinking two extra bowls of water, Weiran took off the wrist watch from his one-piece flight suit with familiarity, put it into a tin can and placed it far away, then took off his clothes. He took off his flight suit and put it under his body and closed his eyes.

However, before he had enough sleep, he was awakened by yellow sand flying in the sky. When he subconsciously looked towards the windward side, what caught his eyes was the wind canopy in the northeast that was at least ten kilometers wide, carrying a lot of wind and sand, and getting closer and closer

"Fuck this What the hell is a sandstorm?"

Wei Ran's sleepiness was immediately wiped away by the scene in front of him. Without thinking, he put on the thick one-piece flight suit as quickly as possible, and then put on his watch. He put it on and put the tin can into the mesh bag and fixed it on his belt.

When he hurriedly arranged the silk scarf on his head and fixed it with a flying hat and goggles, the surrounding visibility also dropped greatly, and even the blazing sun above his head became like a Like a light bulb with low battery.

Without any time to look in the direction of Felix and others, Wei Ran emptied the three bullets in the shotgun as quickly as possible, then climbed up to the middle of the sand dune and inserted the muzzle of the sock-wrapped gun into it. He entered the yellow sand at his feet, and he himself lay curled up on the sand, holding the shotgun as an anchor in a fetal position. At the same time, he also pointed his feet in the direction of the wind and sand.

Fortunately, because he had goggles and a turban made of parachute cloth, he could open his eyes unscrupulously in the terrifying strong wind, always being on guard against the stones blown along with the wind and sand.

At the same time, because he is located at a relatively high position, the relatively large and heavy stones blown by the wind basically roll under the sand dunes, and a few can hit the larger ones. , the largest one is the size of a matchbox.

Although these stones also hurt him, thanks to the protection of the one-piece flight suit, he was not injured.

In contrast, Felix

The two of them were much better. Because one of them was awake from beginning to end, they discovered the blow earlier than Weiran. sandstorms, and therefore longer preparation time.

With Felix's busy work, the long chair that was originally used as a trailer thrust its two metal legs into the sand at a 45-degree angle. Their weapons also acted as anchors, connecting The rope was buried deeper into the yellow sand, while Felix and Morris huddled into the gap on the leeward side of the bench, holding on to the chair legs with their hands.

In the howling wind, Wei Ran felt that the sand dune he was hiding in was getting shorter at a speed visible to the naked eye, so that he had to endure the severe pain of being hit by rocks on his hand from time to time, and continued to shoot the shotgun into the yellow ground. Poke deeper into the sand.

On the contrary, the two Felixes, who were a hundred or ten meters away, had to turn over from time to time to avoid being completely buried by the rapidly accumulating yellow sand.

We can’t stay in this place

Wei Ran saw that half of the sand dune had been cut off after a while, gritted his teeth and pulled out the shotgun. In a crawling posture, he was pushed by the wind and climbed towards a rapidly rising sand pile in the distance.

If you have not experienced it personally, it is really difficult to understand the horror of a sandstorm. Although Wei Ran crawled forward in the direction of the wind, he had to punch the barrel of the shotgun into the sand from time to time to avoid being caught behind him. The strong wind blew over it.

But in this case, they will inevitably have to bear the pain of being hit by the flying gravel carried by the strong wind. But in order to survive, in order not to be hit by the wind and hit on the rocks or even buried, he had to endure the pain and crawl forward little by little.

The yellow sand carried by the strong wind has completely blocked the sunlight above the head, and the surroundings seem to have fast-forwarded from noon to dusk.Everywhere he looked, there was a doomsday scene that was orange and almost red. From time to time, there were even some man-made objects blown in from nowhere and disappeared in a flash.

At this time, Weiran no longer cared about the return mission, and just wanted to climb to that building as quickly as possible. In less than ten minutes

there were almost Behind the two-story dune.

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters.

When Wei Ran was pushed by the wind and easily ran to the top of the selected sand dune, he had no time to stop, so he fell down with claws and teeth, rolling all the way out from the other side of the dune. Slithered down, and finally stopped at the foot of the lee side of the dune.

What made him dumbfounded was that there was actually a tangled barbed wire here. On the barbed wire, there were even a few cans of Spam luncheon meat produced by silly Americans tied up with thin wires. And a few carved coconut shells with noses and eyes

The other end of the barbed wire fence that almost hit his face was already buried deep in the sand dune behind him that blocked the strong wind. Not coming out.

Although it was almost disfigured by this barbed wire that had been wandering for hundreds of kilometers in the desert, fortunately, the sand dune behind it, which was still increasing in size, actually blocked the strong wind.

At this time, although there was still a lot of yellow sand around him, at least, even if he stood up, he no longer had to worry about being blown away by the wind.

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