While the tribe members were riding camels to search for the wreckage of the plane within the range designated by Weihan, the old Berber chief also directed Saleh to drive the off-road vehicle over the sand ridges and Finally, they stopped in the shadow of a sand dune, and commanded the tribal armed members who were holding weapons and wearing relatively more "urban" clothes to start busy setting up tents and establishing a camp.
Wei Ran, who followed, was not idle either. He also set up his own tent with the help of his little follower, Abba Abba. But before he could get in, Aba and Aba had already got in first with four little foxes.
"I'm afraid this little brat wants to recognize me as his father"
Wei Ran blatantly muttered something in Chinese, and in the end he could only unload the recliner in the cargo compartment. He propped himself up on the edge of the tent and lay down. He never knew he was so popular with children.
Although this kid occasionally has unpopular "naughty kid" qualities, it is undeniable that as Aba and Aba get closer and closer, the nomadic tribe members wearing various robes have become more and more interested in him. His attitude became more and more enthusiastic.
No matter how Soliman evaluates these nomadic tribes, or whether their direct smuggling business relies on emotions or fists, at least Wei Ran cannot deny that he seems to be really being taken advantage of by those helpers in robes. As friends.
Seeing that there were still 10 minutes left before four o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Ran got into the armored pickup truck in advance as usual, started the car and drove out slowly.
In the center of the camp, the members of the nomadic tribe who were busy just now, under the leadership of the old patriarch, gathered together facing the direction of Mecca and began to pray five times a day. one.
Even Abba Abba, who was laughing and rolling around in the tent with the little fox in his arms just now, is now kneeling down behind the old patriarch with a solemn expression, ready to recite the Quran silently.
At the edge of the camp, Edward, who was holding a thick cigar in his mouth, joked to Saleh sitting next to him, "That guy Victor is hiding out again. Is he so against religious beliefs?"
"Maybe it's just that he doesn't need it."
Salih, who also held a cigar in his hand, smiled and replied, "All the Chinese people I have seen are like this, religious To them, faith may be more like a fair deal where everyone gets what they need. When they feel that the deal is unfair, even if it is God who is making the deal with them, they will kick it away.
"A very novel statement" Edward commented with a smile.
Salih spread his hands, "But such people are scary, aren't they?"
"You seem to know the Chinese people very well" Edward asked, taking advantage of the topic.
Salih smiled and said, "Most Chinese people are very generous guests. Doing business with them is much more profitable than doing business with God."
"That's what you're saying. He also treats his faith as a business." Edward brought the topic back.
"Who is not?" Saleh puffed out an ambiguous answer.
While these two old men, who were over fifty years old, were chatting, Wei Ran had already driven the car into the shadow of a sand beam and dug out a can of beer from the car refrigerator in the back seat out of boredom. Killing time.
It wasn’t until more than an hour later that he slowly restarted the car and walked back. The reason why Saleh and Edward talked about the reason why he hid while those nomadic tribes were worshiping was only one aspect, and it could even be said to be superficial.
In fact, Wei Ran is just patiently cultivating their habitual thinking. Let them, especially Edward, get used to the fact that he would choose to leave when those tribe members were worshiping every day.
As for the reason for doing this, it is naturally to create a reasonable and unsuspected opportunity for myself to sneak a peek at the spot where gold may be buried.
When he stopped the car again, the aroma of food was already wafting in the camp, and his little follower Aba Aba once again used Wei Ran's tent as an amusement park and continued to play with the four A little fox was laughing and playing.
In the center of the meal not far away, freshly spiced lamb has been placed on a long bonfire, and two rows of tagine pots are placed next to it. In addition, There are also several tribe members wearing dark robes making flatbread on an iron plate.
Before the sun set, Soliman's voice appeared on the radio channel again, "Victor, come here and help."
"What's wrong?" Wei Ran He asked curiously, clutching the walkie-talkie.
"There is a place that can replenish fresh water about 30 kilometers away from here. We need to get some water back."
Soliman paused and continued, "You Collect everyone's water bags and all the water containers in the camp along the search line and come with me."
"No problem"
Wei Ran just said. In response, Saleh had already called on several nomadic tribesmen to deliver various containers.
The most numerous of these containers are water bladders made of sheepskin. In addition, there are also plastic buckets of different sizes and mineral water bottles with a capacity of 15 liters.
Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly removed the camping supplies from the cargo compartment and let them throw all the containers in. Then he immediately started the car and drove along the search line in the direction of Soliman. .
Along the way, those tribe members who held telescopes to carefully search for the wreckage of the plane also threw water bags and large mineral water bottles into the compartment of the armored pickup truck.
After driving slowly for a distance of seven or eight kilometers, Weiran also joined the truck coming from the opposite direction, and followed it towards the southwest to an area that had not yet had time to explore.
"This direction seems to pass by the nearest coordinate point." After Weiran followed the truck for a kilometer or two, he immediately entered the set of coordinates into the satellitenavigation.
Glancing at the straight line distance on the screen, Wei Ran clutched the walkie-talkie and asked, "Soliman, you can really find water in this damn place"
"Probably"< /p>
Soliman replied ambiguously, "A man from the Bedouin tribe told us that he is in my truck now. According to him, he is about 30 kilometers away from us. "You can find water anywhere."
"Can you trust me?" Wei Ran asked with a frown.
"Don't worry, Muttalib is also in my car." Soliman said with certainty.
In this case, Weiran stopped asking any more questions and gently turned the steering wheel to keep pace with the truck, while distractedly staring at the getting closer distance on the satellite navigation.
As the distance got closer and closer, when the navigation prompts us to reach our destination, Weiran immediately stepped on the brakes.
"What's wrong?" Soliman asked immediately on the radio channel.
"Nothing, just take a pee." Wei Ran opened the car door while speaking, "You guys drive forward first, I will follow you later."
"Received "Hearing Soliman's response, Wei Ran threw the intercom aside and jumped out of the car.
After getting off the car, Wei Ran looked around at the surrounding environment, but couldn't help but frowned.
Obviously, there is no shadow of an airplane here. Not only is there no shadow of an airplane, even the surrounding terrain is unremarkable, just flat land between two sand beams.
Kicking the yellow sand under his feet, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, and finally resisted the urge to dig deeper. He just unbuttoned his pants and peed to make a mark, and immediately drove the car. Chased him.
In the next dozen kilometers, Weiran was distracted again and again. If there was no plane at that coordinate point just now, could it be that there was gold buried there? Or even, when Felix took Lai The mushroom-shaped stone hill where Ang buried the gold has also been buried by yellow sand
On the other hand, if gold was buried at the coordinate point just now, could the other point be the transport plane< /p>
Looking for an opportunity to come here, Wei Ran glanced at the yellow sand dyed golden by the setting sun in the rearview mirror, and secretly made up his mind.
When the truck driven by Soliman stopped again, Weiran also saw a piece of sand reflecting the sun's rays from a distance, as well as clusters of unknown trees growing around the reflective sand. Shrub.
"Don't drive any further."
Soliman called Wei Ran in time through the radio, "Those plants are surrounded by dangerous wet quicksand, let alone the car, even if it is People would get stuck in the past."
Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately stepped on the brakes, "What should we do?"
"Get out of the car and help." Before Soliman could finish his words, the truck stopped. The car doors on both sides have been pushed open by people inside.
Seeing this, Wei Ran also immediately left the cab. Help Soliman and "Crown Prince" Muttalib,Together with a Bedouin wearing a gray robe, he moved a small water pump and a 200-liter iron bucket full of holes and covered with rust from the bed of the truck.
I know this iron barrel Wei Ran. The Berber guide who had been following them always half-buried the iron barrel in the sand to light a bonfire whenever he needed to cook. The holes in the iron barrel, which are only as thick as a cigarette, also serve as windbreaks. But it was obvious that Soliman and others were here to get water, not to light a bonfire.
As he watched, Soliman pulled out the winch hook from the front of the car, hung it on a ring welded on the edge of the iron barrel, and then took off the winch hook that had been hanging on the cargo. On the edge of the bucket is the long wooden board that was originally used to eliminate rut marks.
The next manipulation of the three of them opened his eyes. Under his dumbfounded gaze, the Bedouin in gray robe tied a nylon rope around his waist, and the other end of the rope It was tied tightly to the bumper of the truck.
Under the setting sun, this Bedouin, whose name Wei Ran didn’t even know, dragged a wooden board more than half a meter wide and three meters long alone and quickly walked towards the moist but dangerous quicksand. Then he allowed the quicksand to swallow him all the way from the soles of his feet to his thighs. Then he lay on the wooden board with an expression as normal and struggled to climb up little by little.
Until he was sure that the board could support his body, Soliman immediately threw another rope towards him. The other end of this rope was connected to the same man with holes in his body. drum.
Soon, the light iron bucket was dragged near the quicksand by the Bedouin. He also stood in the iron bucket and used his own weight to press it into the depths of the quicksand little by little. .
The moment the Bedouin raised his hand, Soliman immediately fixed the winch and reversed it to tighten the finger-thick wire rope, and then called to Weiyan and the Berbers The crown prince helped pull the rope and pulled the Bedouin back onto the wooden plank.
After this slightly dangerous operation, the small water pump was sent over in the same way and thrown into the rusty iron bucket.
When everyone worked together to drag the Bedouin back, Soliman slowly lit a cigarette and said, "All you have to do is wait patiently. The water will seep into the bucket soon." , and then fill all our containers."
"Which genius invented this method?" Wei Ran couldn't hold back the doubt in his heart.
“Who cares about the Berbers, or the Bedouins, or the Tuareg who are aggressive but ruled by women?” Soliman spread his hands, “As long as we can get When it comes to water, it doesn’t matter even if it’s a method invented by aliens.”
“That’s right.” Wei Ran smiled and shook his head. This is the wisdom of the desert aborigines. As for who invented it. , it’s really not that important.
The four of them waited under the setting sun for more than ten minutes.When the truck was started, the water pipes extending all the way to the side of the truck gasped and spewed out cold fresh water.
While everyone was busy, various containers were filled with fresh water full of yellow sand, and the four of them even took a luxurious bath before deciding to go back.
"Leave this iron bucket here"
While Soliman was speaking, he had already firmly tied the nylon rope connected to the iron bucket not far away. "We can get some water tomorrow."
"I can do it by myself tomorrow."
Wei Ran said immediately, "Look for that plane I can't help with the plane, but you can leave the water delivery to me, and I can come here often to take a shower."
"Since you don't mind the trouble, I'll leave this job to you. "
Soliman is happy to have someone take over his job, so he naturally has no objections. And after this addition, even if the carrying capacity of the armored pickup truck driven by Wei Ran was far less than that of the truck he drove, it was still enough to supply the consumption in the camp. At most, it would only be one or two more trips.
Let Soliman load the water pump he had pulled back into the cargo bed of Weiran's pickup truck. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the two vehicles drove toward the camp along the clear ruts on the desert.
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