Vol 2 Chapter 212: Blow off

The gale howled.
The sand flies.
月 Originally, the moon was sparse, and it became gray in an instant.
All is gray.
放在 The distance of more than twenty meters is placed in normal time, and the three or five seconds have passed, but now this is a desert, and a sandstorm has come!
The hill more than 20 meters away disappeared in the eyes of Zhao Gangzhang instantly.
"Don't let go! Don't let anyone go!"
Zhao Gang squinted his eyes, holding Leng Bing in his left hand, and Guo Furong in his right hand, while Purple Butterfly clutched Zhao Gang's clothes tightly, Liang Zi rushed to the front, bent over, and called, If the sandstorm gets bigger, it will be over! "
"it is good!"
镚 Zhao Gangzhen responded and wanted to go forward, but the speed of the wind was too fast and violent. In addition, Zhao Gangzhen was pulling a person with his left and right hands, with the powerful strength of Zhao Gangzhen, it was difficult!
"Fuck! How could it be so big!"
Zhao Gang 镚 no longer keeps, all the internal air in the body is transferred to the feet!
With the help of a strong inner spirit, Zhao Gangzhang took three women and walked forward step by step.
Finally, in more than ten seconds, the three came to the hill.
This hill is very tall, and it just happens to be facing away from the wind.
Such a high hill can only embarrass Zhao Gangzhang in hiding a few people inside.
I am five meters away, which is the flying sand.
Of course, Zhao Gangzhen is not without anything.
Howling winds are invisible, and sand is flying randomly.
The sand was blown on the face by the wind, and it hurt.
Not long away, the camp that had just been settled was already submerged by the storm, and no shadow was visible.
靠 "Fuck, this sandstorm is coming too soon!"
Xu Liangzi said with a lingering fear, "If we were 30 seconds late, we would basically have to take orders."
"Sandstorms are the most dangerous weather in the desert."
Zhao Gang Gang frowned, blocking the three women behind him, and said, "No one can directly face the sandstorm."
"Isn't that palace Liangtian more ferocious?" Guo Furong asked.
"It depends on his life."
镚 Zhao Gangzhen said, "Such a violent sandstorm ..."
"Gangao, how did you know that a sandstorm was coming?" Liang Zi asked.
"Before the sandstorm comes, the wind will blow away the clouds in the sky."
镚 Zhao Gangyu said, "Also, the butterfly just said that the danger comes from all directions, so I think it may be that the sandstorm is coming. Because I had encountered a sandstorm once when I was in school, and I was a bit impressed."
"How long will this sandstorm last?" Liang Zi asked.
"The short three or five minutes, the long three or fifty minutes, we can only bless this hill from being blown away, otherwise we will wait to be buried in the sand." Zhao Gangzhang looked at the black paint around him and said "In fact, sandstorms are not the most terrible. The scary thing is that sandstorms can change the landscape."
"What do you mean?" Liang Zi looked at Zhao Gangzhen in surprise.
"Even if the sandstorm stopped, if Miya Liangtian didn't come back, it would be difficult for us to go back along the same path. Although I remember the way when I came, the sandstorm changed the landform. What I remember "It has no use," Zhao Gangchen said in a deep voice. "So we can only hope that Mr. Gong is lucky."
"Actually I have a question."
Leng Bing said suddenly.
"What question?"
Zhao Gang asked.
"Mr. Gong, is a very powerful archeologist, right?" Lengbing asked.
"Yes."
"Since Mr. Gong is a very powerful archeologist, he has proven that he has been to many dangerous places, and in the desert, although I do n’t know whether sandstorms can be accurately predicted, but I think there must be some before the sandstorms come. Other signs, and these signs, I think, Mr. Gong cannot fail to find out, because the most terrible thing in the desert is a sandstorm. If you can't even do this, how can you become such a powerful archeologist. " Leng Bing said.
"and so?"
镚 Zhao Gangzhen looked at Lengbing and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"I think it's weird that Mr. Gong is looking for a scorpion."
Wu Lengbing said, "We are Mr. Gong's bodyguard. Even if Mr. Gong is really looking for any scorpion, he should be accompanied by us, but he did not let us follow. Then, the sandstorm came."
"You mean, Gong Liangtian probably knew that the sandstorm was coming, and he ran first?" Zhao Gangzhang asked.
"I just think it's possible."
Lengbing said, "Of course, it may be that some scorpion was found."
After being silent for a while, Zhao Gangzhen said, "Let's wait until the sandstorm is over to see if they survive."
This sandstorm lasted more than ten minutes.
镚 Zhao Gangchen and others were covered with a thick layer of sand.
Because the sand is flying in the sky, it is impossible to stop it.
Finally, the sandstorm stopped.
He was just like he was when he stopped. It was only a matter of moment.
The wind was raging in the first second, the sand was flying, and the next second, everything was calm.
The dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed.
The moon came out again.
Zhao Ganggang and others stood up from the sand.
The sandstorm was only a few minutes, and the huge hills were only a third of what they were before.
The campsite, which is tens of meters away from the mounds, shows no trace of Zhao Gangyu's presence there before.
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Nothing left.
Everything was blown away.
"Check each supply."
Zhao Gangchen said.
"I have a pot of water and a box of compressed cookies."
"I am also a pot of water ..."
A sandstorm blew away almost all of Zhao Gang's supplies.
"Rest now."
镚 Zhao Gangzhen said, "If Miya Liangtian doesn't show up before tomorrow, then we will go back."
怎么 "How to go back?"
Guo Furong asked.
"Looking at the sky, I probably remember that it was north, and then we will go north. With our supplies, it should not be difficult to return to the town if there are not many detours." Zhao Gangzhen said, picking up some The trees that were blown by the sandstorm said, "Back to the mound just now, we may have to spend the night there tonight, pick up more things that can be burned, Liangzi, you can go around and see if you can find some useful s things."
"it is good!"
Xi Liangzi nodded and walked aside.
镚 Zhao Gangzhang returned to the mound with three women, and lit a bonfire.
The campfire was very busy because there were no tents tonight.
Fortunately, a few people were wearing enough clothes before, and they didn't feel cold.
After about twenty minutes, Liang Zi ran back with a suitcase.