Seeing the black scene, I vaguely felt bad, and immediately turned the front of the car and galloped in the opposite direction. The spinning wheels pulled up a long yellow smoke, and the dust was flying.
But no matter how fast the off-road vehicle ran, it was not as fast as the black wind from far and near. It turned all the dust on the ground up and swept in mercilessly.
It's a sandstorm!
The air is full of yellow sand that can be seen and touched, and the overwhelming momentum instantly transforms the clear sky into a chaotic world. The visibility is less than a few meters, as if there is a pair of invisible giant hands in the sky, holding up the sand and smashing it angrily. The off-road vehicle, the windows, and the roof were smashed by yellow sand.
Even in a well-sealed off-road vehicle, I can still feel the oncoming sand and dust, making the road ahead close at hand, but I can’t see the road close at hand...
The speeding off-road vehicle fell from the sand dunes. I felt that the entire body was scraped by the fierce sandstorm, and then fell to the ground again. I was shocked in a cold sweat and did not dare to continue driving. Instead, I parked the car behind a sand dune, but even with the yellow sand in the wind, the five-ton off-road vehicle was still shaking.
A sense of fear slowly crawled into my heart. If the sandstorm continues, will I be buried in the dust
Thinking of this, I feel a little desperate. I don't know what else I will face next when I am not in front of the village and not in the back of the shop.
There was no signal from the satellite phone. When I looked outside the car, it was dark and heavy. I couldn't see anything. I could only hear the sound of wind and sand hitting the body.
As time passed bit by bit, the dreadful "crushing" sound was finally inaudible, but the scream of the squally wind was still in my ears, turning on the flashlight, the car glass was full of yellow sand.
Am I buried in the sand
Yes, I have been buried. Because I tried to open the car door, but the car door couldn't move at all.
Fear, fear that cannot be added! I began to regret that I shouldn't come out alone. If I were to be buried here, it would definitely become an unknown disappearance case.
Maybe I was a dead body when I was found...
After a full 32 hours of sandstorms, the world finally calmed down. Because the car door was blocked by sand and could not be opened, I had to roll down the car glass, and the sand poured out from the car window, and a piece of light soon collapsed above it.
I immediately burst into ecstasy, forced
Can't wait to climb out of the car window. I saw the sky again, sitting on the golden sand, breathing non-stop, the sun gushing out, shining on the quiet desert, dyeing the desert red.
This reminded me for no reason. A certain book described the setting sun on the desert: the setting sun dyed the desert red with blood, dreadful and terrifying.
After more than 30 hours of sandstorms, the shape of the sand dunes has been reshaped. The peak lines on the sand dunes are clear and tortuous, like a knife and axe. Looking up, you can't see the edge at all.
If you want to leave on foot, it is impossible.
The off-road vehicle was buried one meter deep under the sand surface. I got back into the off-road vehicle, took out the shovel, and then started to dig the off-road vehicle that was buried in the sand.
With a strong desire to survive, I dug from the sunset to the sky full of stars. After sleeping for a few hours, I dug from the sky full of stars to the rising sun...
There were blisters on my hands, and the old wounds on my legs faintly hurt. It was not until noon the next day that I completely dug out the off-road vehicle.
With the time to clean up the sand on the bearing, it is already three or four in the afternoon on the road again.
The satellite phone still has no signal, and the positioning system is also malfunctioning. With the help of the compass, I drive northwest and calculate according to the time I got out of the iron gate. If the direction is correct, it only takes three or four hours to return to the iron gate. .
But after five or six hours of driving, Tiemenguan still failed to appear in the field of vision. So, I had to stop for the night in frustration, and waited for the iron gate when the view was good the next day.
What is it like to get lost in the desert
Fear, helplessness, and anxiety are like being in the ocean, not knowing where the shore is, making people unable to see hope and getting goose bumps all over.
There are no road signs in the desert, no obvious architectural signs, looking around, everywhere is exactly the same, even if you know the direction, but you don’t have to go, you can’t help but lament the insignificance of human beings.
For the next five days, I kept going around in the desert until the car's fuel ran out, and I was still roaming around like a lonely ghost.
There are many reasons why people get lost in the desert. There is a saying that the two legs of a person are more or less uneven in length, and the distance between the left and right legs is also different, so walking in the desert without any reference objects, In fact, it’s the trajectory of a super great circle, so it can’t get out.
go with.
Human legs are like this, let alone a car!
But the only thing that makes me feel gratified is that the water source is still relatively sufficient. But I had to face another choice. Now that the car ran out of fuel, I was guarding the off-road vehicle and waiting for Zhang Ling and the others to come to me, or on foot to continue to find a way out.
Guarding the car can maximize your life, but when the water runs out? There is only one dead end!
The second option is more risky, but the fate is ultimately in my own hands, so after a rational analysis, I decided to take risks.
So, in a morning with a little bit of sunrise and golden light, I was in a desperate situation and brought water and food as much as possible, put my luggage on my back and abandoned the car and started hiking.
Two days later, the temperature dropped sharply in the evening and it snowed. In the desert, there is often no rain, and snow is a rare phenomenon. For example, the world's hottest Sahara Desert did not snow again after 37 years, which is jaw-dropping.
In order to resist the cold, I found a lot of dry camel thorns and roasted them, hiding in the tent curled up, roasting on the fire, eating compressed food, watching the snow falling in the sky, I couldn't help feeling sad.
I have been walking in the desert for ten days, are Zhang Ling and Dayan looking for me? Did they die too? Can I go out alive
Everything is unknown!
God, it's too cold!
The temperature displayed on the pressure gauge is minus 13 degrees, and it is only late autumn. If winter comes, will I freeze to death
Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but laugh, mocking myself for thinking too far. According to the current situation, let alone live into winter, I’m afraid I’ll blow the lamp and pull the wax in a week.
Unless, I can find a source of water!
In the inferiority complex and self-pity, I fainted and fell asleep. When I woke up again, the sky was bright. I was not in the mood to admire the beauty of the desert after the snow. I packed up my bags and continued on the road.
I didn't look at the direction this time on the road, but walked based on my feelings. At noon, I entered a Gobi and stood on a high place to look around. The vast whiteness was still boundless.
I sat on the ground in despair and took a mouthful of snow, then lit a cigarette. Yu Guang inadvertently saw a row of footprints under the Gobi. At first I thought it was my own footprints, but when I finished smoking, I was ready to continue on my way. When I found that the footprints on the snow were double rows in front and back.
This makes me feel ecstatic, there is someone nearby!
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