"Fuck!"
Looking at the gray-black sky in the distance, Gao Ling, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help bursting out a series of obscenities. He finally understood what misfortunes never come singly—he thought that as long as they ran fast enough, the tsunami would not be able to catch up with them, but he didn't expect to bump into the raging volcanic ash head-on!
They set off from the west coast, and a convoy of dozens of buses headed towards the inland vigorously. Behind the bus were more than a dozen pickup trucks carrying people. Such a conspicuous large convoy became the most eye-catching scenery on the road.
The destination of the convoy is the nickel mining area, where the terrain is flat and open, and there are supporting basic living facilities, which can accommodate thousands of people temporarily. It was about to arrive, but a volcano not far away suddenly erupted!
The undersea earthquake broke the communication line, and the volcano and tsunami warnings were long overdue. Gao Ling stared at the English message pushed by the mobile phone, and translated every word into Chinese.
"It says that the volcano erupted suddenly at what time, reminding all residents to evacuate urgently and evacuate within a three-kilometer radius of the volcano..." Gao Ling quickly took out the electronic map and searched for information on the mining area.
"It's okay, okay." He let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head and said to Mu Xiulun who was sitting in the back row, "Mr. Mu, your nickel mine is still some distance away from the volcano, and the volcanic ash will float over, but it won't have much impact .”
That's what he said, but looking at the black dust in the sky, Gao Ling's mood also became depressed. Just looking at it from such a distance, it seems that you can feel the great deterrence brought by nature. I can't imagine how desperate the people standing at the foot of the mountain will be at the moment of the volcanic eruption.
"That's good." Mu Xiulun said, "When we arrive at the mining area in a while, we will put them all in temporary dormitories and squeeze in with the workers. The canteen and infirmary are also open to them, at least until the official rescue arrives. "
Gao Ling was about to answer, when suddenly, there was a piercing buzzing sound from the car horn, and the person who made the noise frowned.
"What's going on?" Mu Xiulun asked.
"It should be that some driver in the channel made a mistake." Gao Ling said hurriedly.
In such a large fleet, a vehicle-mounted walkie-talkie is generally installed, with a receiving range of five kilometers, and can be used in conjunction with the hand-held walkie-talkie.
The walkie-talkie determines the call channel through frequency modulation, which can ensure stable sending and receiving even in places where there is no network communication signal.
And in their suv, there is a special vehicle-mounted walkie-talkie, which is the "boss" of all the walkie-talkies in the fleet, and is responsible for dispatching all the team members.
Gao Ling pressed the intercom button and gave orders in proficient English, so that everyone cheered up, and there must be no accidents during the last kilometer! Each of their cars carries hundreds of names, and they must not be negligent!
However, before he could finish speaking, the piercing sound just now sounded again in the channel, as if the microphone was inadvertently approaching the speaker, and the person who made the noise had a sore temple!
The most frightening thing is that along with that noise, there is also an intermittent female voice sounding together...
"Someone... I'm... helping!"
Gao Ling shuddered, there was no female driver in their convoy! ! ! Not to mention the female driver who can speak Chinese! !
It's broad daylight, there's no chance of a haunted being, and the only reason is obvious—the walkie-talkie is on the hook!
Although theoretically speaking, there are thousands of possible channels on the walkie-talkie, and different channels do not interfere with each other. But in the extreme natural environment, the electromagnetic in the atmosphere changes, and it is entirely possible for the walkie-talkie to serial frequency! !
Therefore, it can be deduced that the person who was asking them for help in the channel accidentally connected to their channel with the mobile phone she was carrying, and the series of noises she heard just now came from her while debugging the channel!
…
If two words were used to describe this distress, Su Jishi could only give himself two words - fate.
When the black smoke engulfed her, she slipped and fell from the high bamboo bridge. Countless images flashed in her mind: her tutor, her unfinished doctoral thesis, her missing sister... In the past few months of "replacing" my sister, I met all kinds of people.
Fang Jie with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, Ah Shan who looks tough on the outside and a girl at heart, and Xiao Xia whose eyes turned red just now... To her own surprise, the last thing that popped into her mind was Mu Xiulun. .
However, before she could think clearly, she was engulfed by the black dust and fell heavily into the ditch!
The expected pain did not come, and the body was not hard soil, but the rushing river——
It turned out that when they looked down on the earth bridge just now, they saw a layer of rotten leaves and branches at the bottom of the ditch, so they preconceived that it was solid ground. Unexpectedly, there is a stream under the rotten leaves. The surface is calm, but the bottom of the water is actually very fast.
If this kind of dark and turbulent stream was encountered elsewhere, it would definitely be a shadow killer who deceives people without discussion; but at this time, it has become a life-saving magic weapon!
Su Jishi was immediately swept away by the stream, and was rushed hundreds of meters away, quickly leaving behind the black smoke above his head.
Next, the stream merges into a small river, which merges into a larger river...
Sulawesi has a dense network of rivers, and the inland rivers are short and shallow. If you fall into the river, you will easily choke on the water and get injured if your limbs flutter. Su Jishi immediately relaxed her body, put her legs together and straightened her upper body, put her arms around her chest, pressed her nose and mouth with one hand, closed her eyes, and adjusted her breathing... Then she maintained this standard posture and was sent out of the danger zone by the river all the way!
Fortunately, the terrain she passed was flat and there were no waterfalls, otherwise she would be fatal if she rushed down from a place with a large drop.
Soon, the river surrounded her and rushed up to the shallows. She rolled to the ground, coughed heavily the water in her nose and nose, and sat down on the ground hugging the big tree by the lake.
… No matter how rich the theoretical experience and actual combat experience are, this death will definitely rank in the top 5 of life experience!
Looking from a distance, the volcanic ash was blown up into the sky by the strong wind, repeatedly, the gray dust covered the sky, and clouds of smoke covered all places within sight. Even in the lake that sent her to escape, there was a layer of gray debris floating on it. Based on her experience, the volcanic ash will float in the sky for at least five or six days, radiate at least ten kilometers, and affect communication and traffic...
She didn't have time to panic, in order to avoid bumping into wild animals running around, she immediately turned over and climbed up the tree, and found a branch that could hide her figure to rest.
She checked the wounds on her body first, but fortunately they were not serious, and some minor scrapes and cuts had stopped bleeding.
But the river washed away her backpack, her medicines, emergency food, and even her geological hammer, which she always carried with her, all disappeared together.
The only thing left on my body is the portable walkie-talkie hanging on my waist, and I don't know if it can still be used after being submerged in water.
She shook the water and tried to contact Xiaoxia and the others—as expected, there was no reply.
She has been washed away by the river for thousands of miles, and the radiation range of the mobile phone is limited, especially in this extreme weather.
Thinking of Xiaoxia's desperate expression and red eyes at the moment she fell, Su Jishi sighed slightly—that silly girl, I don't know if she can escape, so don't wait for her stubbornly.
Having no time to feel the sorrow of spring and autumn, Su Jishi quickly decided to save himself.
She is now in a no-man's land, and without any positioning device, it is completely impossible to get out of the no-man's land by herself.
Since she couldn't get out, she had to call for help.
But before that, you still need to fill your stomach and replenish your energy.
She jumped down from the tree, picked up stones, branches, and vines, and tied them together to make a simple stone hammer. In fact, she wanted to make an ax herself, but unfortunately she couldn't find a suitable stone piece after searching for a long time by the lake. In addition, she is used to hammers, so it would be good to make a self-defense hammer.
Next, she used this hammer to kill a pheasant that fell into her trap.
Su Jishi didn't even bat an eye when he disemboweled, plucked, and let blood out. Chicken_chicken is so cute, of course he wants to eat chicken_chicken.
Wrapped in yellow mud and buried under the fire (is it rare for an old geological dog to light a fire with bare hands?), in the tens of minutes waiting for the two beggar chickens to be cooked, Su Jishi washed his hands and began to study the walkie-talkie.
There is a thick antenna and two knobs on the walkie-talkie, and the knobs are used to adjust the channel.
Su Jishi gave up the original channel and began to try frequency tuning. Every time she tunes out a channel, she repeats her cry for help in Chinese, English, and French and Spanish, which can only speak basic conversations. Unfortunately, all attempts failed.
She clearly knows that there are thousands of possibilities for the channel, even if the channel is correct, it would be a waste of effort if the signal cannot be received due to distance.
However, in Su Jishi's belief, he never gave up on this path. If you fail once, try eleven times; if you fail a thousand times, try a thousand and one times.
If she couldn't find help before the battery ran out, then she would have to go out by herself!
Fortunately, God has always favored people with firm beliefs.
After she tried non-stop for an hour, intermittent English finally came out of her mobile phone! ! !
It's the convoy! !
She recognized it, it was a convoy passing by her! !
She immediately cheered up and repeated the words for help.
"Please reply if you receive it, please reply if you receive it. I am a Chinese tourist. I was separated from my friends when the volcano erupted. I am asking for help. I am asking for help..."
The four languages are used in turn, and Su Jishi speaks faster and faster. She didn't know whether the cross-talk was one-sided or both; she didn't know if the people on the other side of the channel would have any plans; she didn't even know if the other party would send someone to rescue him at such a dangerous moment... She Just don't want to let go of any hope of survival! !
She released the intercom button and looked at the intercom in her hand with bated breath, hoping that the person on the other side of the radio wave would receive her message...
Ten seconds later, a magnetic male voice came from the receiver—
— "Su Jin, is that you?"
The Chinese characters are well-spoken, the voice is slightly distorted by the radio waves, and the man's tone is full of eagerness that is hidden.
Su Jishi: "????"
She hesitated for two seconds, and the burst of joy just now suddenly faded for three minutes. This person from the deep mountains and old forests finally tuned up a channel, but bumped into fanatic fans who could recognize her just by her voice
Even a third-rate dog blood would not dare to write like this.
She hesitated to reply: "Uh, I'm Su Jin, may I ask you...?"
Facts have proved that the third-rate dog blood is far more daring to write than she imagined.
— "I'm your ex-boyfriend."
The author has something to say: Mr. Mu: I am your ex-boyfriend.
Miss Su: Who? I have an ex-boyfriend