As he was dragged continuously on the sand, Gu Lang's head, body, nose and mouth were all filled with sand. In order to avoid being suffocated or choked to death, he could only keep spitting out sand.
Wang Ping cut open the tent again and tried to get out, but he only showed his head for a moment and then shrank back obediently.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to go out and help, but the wind is so strong that if he is blown away, he might not be able to find anyone when he turns back.
He didn't know how far he was dragged. Just when Gu Lang felt that both of his arms were completely numb, his body suddenly turned a corner in the sand. Then he felt a sudden pain on his head and hit his head against a rock. His eyelids fluttered and he fainted.
The sound of the wind around suddenly died down, and it turned out that the three camels ran into a cave sheltered from the wind.
As Gu Lang fainted, he fell at the entrance of the cave, half of his body inside and half outside. The reins that he had been holding on to loosened, but the steel cable in his other hand was still firmly grasped because it was stuck in his palm by the ground nails.
Wang Ping felt the tent suddenly stop dragging, and there was only the sound of wind and sand outside. Then, the voice of Han Daxia came, and it seemed to be calling Gu Lang's name, but it was drowned in the wind in an instant.
The tent began to shake, as if it was about to be blown away by the wind. A badger was startled and hurriedly cut open the tent to get out. However, before he could show his head, a big foot stepped on his stomach through the tent, almost stepping out his overnight meal.
"Ouch..."
"Fuck..."
Han Daxia, who had just passed the tent, almost fell on the sand because of his unstable footing. He turned his head in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face. Then he walked a few steps forward and was tripped by Gu Laosan who was lying at the entrance of the cave. With a "bang", he hit his head on the rock on the other side, and his face was covered with blood.
"Uh ah..."
Han Daxia almost cried out of pain, secretly sighing at his bad luck tonight. He turned around and groped for Gu Lang's body on the ground, dragged him a few steps to the leeward side, leaned against the rock and panted, while patting Gu Laosan's face.
"Gu Lang! Gu Lang, wake up!"
After a long while, when his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, Han Daxia finally saw the general outline of the surroundings. The two seemed to be in a place hidden by rocks. When he looked down at Gu Lang, he found that one of his hands was still tightly grasping the steel cable. Because the wind was blowing the tent at the end, his arm was raised and swaying.
He pried open someone's hand and found that the ground nail had almost completely pierced into the flesh. Han Daxia frowned and sighed, looked at the blurry face of the person seriously, then grabbed his arm, pulled out the ground nail and threw it aside.
With a "whoosh" sound, the ground nails were instantly blown away by the wind, and the tent that was still outside the cave was blown into the sky in an instant and disappeared in the sandstorm.
"Oh my god..."
Wang Ping, who had just emerged from the tent, was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, secretly thinking that he was lucky. He couldn't imagine what a miserable end he would have faced if he had stayed inside.
Stepping on the sand, he turned his head and walked into the cave towards the strong wind which had weakened a lot due to being blocked by the rocks. Using his night vision, he immediately saw Hero Han dragging Gu Lang and sitting on his right side.
"Damn it, were you the one who stepped on me just now?"
Because the sky was obscured by the wind and sand, and his vision was limited, Han Daxia was holding Gu Lang's head and approaching his face to check where he was injured. However, from Wang Ping's perspective, the actions of the two at this moment were a bit too eye-catching.
"What do you want to do, the guy next door?"
Wang Ping rushed over and jumped up, kicking Han Daxia in the nose, causing his head to lift back and hit the back of his head directly on the rock behind him.
"Woo..."
Someone just felt his nose sore, and this time tears finally flowed out along with the nosebleed. When he looked up, he saw Gu Lang being dragged into the depths of the cave by a guy with flashing night vision eyes.
His eyes were blurred with tears and he couldn't see clearly. He thought he had encountered a jackal again. He reached into his arms and pulled out a gun, pointing it at a badger.
“Ouch!”
Wang Ping's hair stood on end instantly, and he leaned over to grab a stone and was about to throw it. But at this moment, Gu Lang in front of him suddenly coughed, spitting out a mouthful of sand, squinting at the pair of night vision glasses beside him, and muttered, "Boss... Shit, it hurts!"
“Bang!”
The sound of a lighter rang out, and with the flicker of fire, a bright light flashed in the cave, and was immediately blown out by the wind. However, this moment was enough for Han Da Xia to see the scene in front of him clearly.
He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stuffed the gun back into his arms. The burning pain in his scalp caused him to gasp again.
He was dragged on the sand for a long time without any problem, but when he reached the safe harbor, he bumped into rocks one after another. Han Daxia felt that he was in desperate need of a first aid kit.
"Hiss..."
Gu Laosan propped himself up on the ground and sat up. He accidentally touched the wound on his hand and inhaled. Because he couldn't see clearly, he touched it with his other free hand and then cried out strangely.
"Boss, it's over, my hand is broken!"
Sometimes the sense of touch is inconsistent with vision. For example, a small pimple on the face feels very large when you touch it with your hand, but it seems very small when you look in the mirror. The same is true for wounds.
Gu Lang felt the wounds on his right hand caused by the ground nails and steel cables. He was almost scared to death and thought his hand was rotten. Even his voice was trembling.
Wang Ping was also shocked, thinking that the case was really that serious, and quickly ran over to grab his hand to take a look.
Wang Ping was the only one in the team who still maintained normal vision. Upon closer inspection, he found that someone's right hand was indeed bloody, but while he was screaming in pain, his five fingers were still waving around. There was no bone injury at all, only superficial injuries.
In comparison, the injury to his head, which this guy hasn't noticed yet, is more serious.
He and Hero Han couldn't feel it, but in the eyes of a certain badger, both of them had blood on their faces, and looked as miserable as they could be.
He threw away someone's hand and patted him comfortingly. Gu Laosan felt it for a while and then gradually calmed down, but he was still breathing from time to time.
When his attention returned, Gu Lang suddenly remembered something and turned his head quickly to look.
"Where are our camels?"
Han Daxia groped his way over and sat on the rock wall not far from Gu Lang. When he heard someone asking, he took a breath and said, "I'm afraid he ran inside. It's too dark in this cave and we can't see clearly. But thanks to these camels, otherwise with such a big sandstorm and the sky being dark, we wouldn't be able to find a place to shelter."
At this time, Wang Ping used Gu Lang's body to shield his bright eyes and stared straight at Hero Han.
Although this guy collected the gun quickly, the badger saw everything he did. Chinese police officers would not go abroad easily, let alone take a burden like Gu Lao San with them. People of other identities would not carry guns with them.
A badger rubbed his paws, secretly on guard.
At this time, Han Daxia finally spit out all the sand in his mouth and took a deep breath. He suddenly sighed and said to Gu Lang: "I owe you one!"
"What?" Gu Laosan didn't understand at all. He turned his head with a puzzled look in the direction of Han Daxia.
"If you hadn't held on to the tent pegs tightly, I would have been buried in the sand by this sandstorm." Han Daxia sighed sincerely, "I underestimated you before. You are a tough guy! I owe you this time!"
"Uh... Hehe, you're welcome... Hiss~"
Gu Lang grinned, but ended up pulling his scalp on the back of his head, causing him to grimace in pain. He was too embarrassed to say that the reason he held on to the steel cable was mainly because he was afraid of getting separated from a badger.
If he didn't have the support of Badger in this desert, he would not feel at ease just being with Han the hero.