The Boy with The Dragon Tattoo

Chapter 89: Survival from desperation

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Everyone looked around. A few kilometers away, a ring of thousands of meters of sand wall surrounded this side like a tide. Thunder flashes and thousands of meters of lightning flashes in the sand wall covering the sky and the sun. The fierce collision in the clouds burst out a bright purple light.

No wonder the place where they stand is so peaceful, their position is right in the middle-in the eyes of a huge storm.

If you look at it from space, a magnificent scene is present above Lop Nur-a perfect extreme storm, an unprecedented natural ecological disaster.

At this time, the sound of rumbling under the ground became louder and louder, and the shaking of the earth became more severe.

The old Wang next door shouted with a trembling voice, "Lao Li, what did you guys do under the ground? How come you make such a big movement."

There was no way out in all directions, and everyone began to feel desperate.

Zi Yang didn't talk to each other, and his eyes flicked through the sand wall, only more than 40 minutes away from the countdown.

The arc is also a kind of "goodwill", showing this countdown clock on his retina-at this moment, he is using the last energy of the spacecraft to control the core fusion. Zi Yang thought.

In 40 minutes, it is almost impossible to run tens of kilometers away, not to mention the impervious magnetic storm clouds surrounding this area. The central point of the magnetic storm cloud is the cave where they are located. Zi Yang knew that as long as the sand wall was enclosed, the quantum collapse would really begin.

At this time, the sand wall has moved forward for several kilometers, and its volume has increased several times. It seems to be tens of thousands of meters, covering the sky and the sun and the ground combined with the clouds.

The thunder gleamed in the clouds, crackling with bright purple electric lights. Looking from a distance, the inside of the sand wall revealed a faint red light, as if the entire sky was about to burn. Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Give me a chance, give me a chance..." Zi Yang muttered in his heart, looking far away, trying to find a way out in the storm.

It seems that Arclight heard his call. Zi Yang seemed to see a gap in the gauze wall.

"Run!" Zi Yang rushed towards the "crevice" without hesitation, and Xiao Hei put Alexander's other arm around him. Two people take the lead.

Lao Wang, Su Rui, Timur and others don't know why, but it's always right to run with them, and they are also running madly at the moment.

I don't know how long they have been running, they have been close to the sand wall, and the surrounding killings made them unable to stand firmly and open their eyes, and their visibility almost dropped to zero. The cloud (sand) layer above made a huge crackling magnetic blast.

Zi Yang became more and more desperate, and the numbers were still jumping wildly. There were only twenty minutes left. They were still surrounded by the sand wall. At this time, they couldn't stand firmly and it was difficult to move forward. From entering the water pool to the present, Zi Yang has been in a state of high tension, his physical strength has almost been exhausted, and he insists entirely on the faith in his heart. At this moment, the last hope of escape was gone, and he finally couldn't hold it back. He knelt on the ground with a thump, and slumped weakly.

"Arclight finally gave up on us," Zi Yang sighed secretly in his heart, "just so, 800,000 years of civilization, let us annihilate together."

Su Rui was holding Zi Yang's body in tears, and everyone was like a camel in a storm, crouching together and surrounded there, feeling uncomfortable.

Suddenly the old Wang next door said to a direction in the wind and sand: "Listen, what sound?"

Everyone listened attentively, and their ears were full of howling wind and thunder—and so on, there seemed to be other sounds.

Suddenly there was a huge roar of helicopter propellers in the distance. Everyone looked at the wind and sand, and saw a huge helicopter appeared in the air.

Lao Wang took off his clothes and danced frantically at the helicopter, "Here, here, here, where the hell are you flying!"

The helicopter finally saw them, and tried to fly to a place tens of meters away from them and stopped. A familiar figure emerged from the belly of the plane. Brother Xiao Shao appeared in the cabin door with a pleasant surprise, and slicked his hair skillfully. Vigorously waved to everyone.

Tamerlane reacted fastest and ran to the helicopter without saying a word. Su Rui picked up Zi Yang's body and choked, "Go, let's go home."

Su Rui and Xiao Hei held Zi Yang, and Old Wang carried Alexander on his back. As soon as everyone got into the helicopter, Su Rui immediately put on headphones and said to the pilot anxiously: "Fly out of this area! Just about to..."

As the pilot started the helicopter, he turned around and said, "Yes, the intelligence department reported that this is the largest storm in Lop Nur on record. Look!"

Everyone looked back and found that the sun had been covered by the sand behind them. It turned out that they had run wild just now and had already reached the edge of the sandstorm. The difference is that the magnetic storms and purple clouds they saw in the inner circle, but not the outer layer, were just yellow sand flying in the sky.

"We were lucky to be able to find you. We have already given up on search and rescue. Someone must insist on continuing the search and rescue."

Su Rui looked at Brother Xiaosha gratefully, "It's you..." Then she realized that Brother Xiaosha didn't wear headphones. In the roar of the plane, the other party couldn't hear what she said.

The plane flew out at a very fast speed, Zi Yang leaned in front of the window, watching the huge dust storm gradually expand. The terrible timer was flashing, only two minutes.

54 seconds, 53 seconds, 52 seconds...

The storm circle has been enclosed, the center is faintly emitting white light, and the sand wall suddenly rises several thousand meters. From a distance, the storm circle seemed to form a huge sphere, struggling to restrain something in the center.

The sand wall became heavier and heavier, and the wild sand that was originally flying in the air began to become stagnant. It seemed that even time started to slow down, and Zi Yang felt a strange feeling in his heart.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

In that instant, the sandstorm seemed to have stopped. Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the center of the storm, and it was fleeting. Almost at the same time, the storm suddenly expanded several times, and then shrank sharply inward.

Zi Yang looked at everyone in the cabin in surprise. The driver was looking at the instrument intently. The others were resting exhausted. Everyone was exhausted. It seemed that no one had seen this magnificent scene except him.

The clock on the retina returned to zero and then disappeared.

It's all over, Zi Yang sighed secretly, it gave us a way out after all.

At this moment, the driver suddenly yelled, "No, shock wave."

The helicopter seemed to have been hit by a large force on the fuselage, and it was shifted tens of meters to the side. Amid the squeaking sound of metal, the fuselage deformed violently, the instrument malfunctioned and screamed, and the power disappeared almost instantly. The helicopter headed to the ground.

Everyone rolled in the cabin. At the same time as the cabin was hit, Zi Yang felt a heavy blow to his temple and immediately lost consciousness.

The helicopter hit the ground heavily, stirring up sand tens of meters high, the huge propeller still rotated with inertia, and the blades shattered when they hit the ground.