Chapter 1226 Gobi and Sand Sea

Not only did Nabari not hide his secrets, but he did not shy away from Zhang Zian, Li Pitt, and others when imparting experience to Salim, and even allowed them to record the GPS coordinates of the marks, which made them a little embarrassed.

So what if they knew where the mark was? Give up the comfortable life in a big foreign city, give up your previous job, and run to the desert to compete with the Bedouin for the job of a guide? Obviously impossible.

Li Pitt looked at the time and saw that the stipulated 15 minutes would be up soon. He said through the walkie-talkie: "People from all units returned to their cars and are ready to move on."

Zhang Zian also returned to his car, saw that the elves had also returned, and asked, "The road is still long, does anyone want to stay in their mobile phones? I will release you when we set up camp at night. "

The journey is very boring, the scenery of the Gobi remains the same, no matter how fast the car drives, it seems to be at a standstill, and once it enters the sandy sea, the car is like a trembling boat in the waves, ups and downs, making the stomach feel nauseous.

Although the sun is setting in the afternoon, the temperature in the desert is still over 40 degrees Celsius. At noon, the temperature is as high as 55 degrees Celsius, and the surface temperature is over 80 degrees Celsius. You can easily steam eggs. Wearing thick-soled desert combat boots and stepping on the ground, within half a minute, the heat will be transmitted through the soles to the soles of the feet. The inside of the shoes is hot and humid, as uncomfortable as stepping on melted butter.

The smell of the diesel engine made the spirits with keen senses sick.

The sun is shining brightly on the hood, and if you don't wear sunglasses, your eyes will soon be damaged irreversibly.

The most troublesome thing is that under such a high temperature, the cooling capacity of the air conditioner becomes weak, and it cannot be turned on all the time, otherwise the temperature of the water tank will rise sharply and the power of the engine will drop. Let cool before closing.

As long as the air conditioner is turned off, you will be covered in big men.

Humans have a well-developed ability to sweat and cool down, but pets covered with hair are very uncomfortable.

The freshness of Vladimir, Xinghai, and Old Tea has passed, and they all plan to go back to their mobile phones to rest peacefully.

π originally wanted to write a novel on the road with his laptop, but it was still too difficult to type while driving. It almost dropped out several times, so it also gave up and asked to go back to the phone.

Zhang Zian also wanted to drive more steadily, but he couldn't. The sun reflected strongly on the bare Gobi, and he couldn't see the details of the terrain at a distance. , the bumps will be more severe, and it is also possible to hit a big rock and break down.

Only then did he understand why Nabari was at best a middle-aged man but his eyesight had deteriorated. He often led teams into the desert, staring at the reflective sand and Gobi all day long, and his eyes were pretty good until now.

As for Fina and Femas, it's not that they don't want to, but they can't go back to the phone. If something happens and they stop temporarily and everyone finds that they are gone, there will be an uproar.

Zhang Zian most wanted to put Richard back into his phone. This little bird is really annoying, and it is not very afraid of being bumped. Its two claws are firmly hooked on the clothes on his shoulders. He was unwilling to go back. When he pointed the camera at it, it turned its head and even covered its head with its wings, which made him helpless.

If it is possible, he really wants to put all the elves in the phone, so that he can use the mineral water bottle method in a grandiose manner...

After relocating the elves, the space in the car became more spacious, and the convoy moved on.

Drove for another hour.

Monotonous scenery makes people tired easily.

The good news is that the sun is nearing the horizon and the heat is fading away.

Zhang Zian opened the car window to let the cool wind blow through the car, even if the wind rolled up fine sand, he didn't care about it, and finally he was able to cool down.

Bad disappearing is,

The Gobi, which made everyone complain constantly, has come to an end, and there is a vast sea of ​​sand in front of it.

Everyone couldn't help but have the same thought in their hearts—or they can camp here today, and then go into the desert tomorrow.

But the public channel of the walkie-talkie was quiet, and there was no order to stop. It seemed that Li Pete and Wei Kang wanted to take advantage of the coolness of the evening to hurry as much as possible.

"All vehicles slow down, close the distance, prepare to enter the desert, and drive carefully." Lipett said through the walkie-talkie.

There is no clear dividing line between the Gobi and the desert. The tactile feedback from the car tires gradually changes from hard to soft, indicating that they have entered the desert.

There are rolling sand dunes in front, left and right. It is impossible to leave any marks here, but Nabali's car is still moving forward smoothly, and the occasional voice is also confident, which brings everyone some peace of mind.

Each dune is shaped like a roof, and is blown by the wind into a high slope with two sides in the middle. When it is on one side, the situation on the other side is completely unknown. After turning over, it may be another higher dune, or it may be A huge valley of sand.

The most troublesome thing is that the height, slope, and hardness of the sand vary from dune to dune, and it is difficult for the driver to accurately control the accelerator pedal and vehicle speed.

If the throttle is too large, it will cause the speed to be too fast when crossing the sand ridge. The car will take off with a swish, and it is up to fate whether it can land safely. If the slope on the other side of the dune is too steep or the drop is too large, the whole car may turn over. The bottom is upside down; the throttle is too small, the speed is not enough, the car will not climb the sand ridge, and may slide down the same road, roll over, hit the car behind, or sink into the sand.

This kind of thing is purely based on experience, which can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Even Nabari can only give simple tips for high dunes, medium dunes and short dunes, but what are the standards for high, medium and short? How much throttle do I need to give when it is high? How much throttle do I need to give when I am short?

It was already cooling down, but every driver in the car was sweating because of nervousness. When they crossed every sand dune, they seemed to be doing their best, and they didn't know if they could come down safely after rushing up.

Desperately, there are hundreds of such dunes on the road ahead.

Salim, who was sitting on the lead car, was pale and held on to the handrail tightly to stabilize his body. He seemed to understand why Uncle Nabari said that he believed in camels more than off-road vehicles—because although camels walked slowly, they could cross over The sand dunes are like walking on the ground.

"Stop! Stop! Everyone stop! Car No. 10 broke down!"

An emergency call suddenly came from the public channel.