Chapter 187 The Giant Aircraft that Fell From the Sky

People die every day from dehydration and starvation in a land where water is scarce and food is scarce.

It's not that they don't want to leave here and go to other places with water and food, but their weak bodies and lack of food and fresh water simply don't allow them to travel long distances.

Not to mention that other water sources are likely to have dried up like this, and the long distance alone is already a huge obstacle, and their greatest possibility is that they will die during the migration.

It's not that no one has tried it before, and many people are unwilling to sit still, leaving their wives, children and family members alone to investigate, but none of them have come back.

If they found enough food and fresh water, they couldn't leave their families alone, so their fate was obvious.

Slowly, when no one dared to try, it is better to maintain it like this, at least to survive, maybe someday a miracle will happen.

In the early morning of this day, it was still dark, and everyone brought their various simple containers and gathered next to the well on the lake shore, waiting for the venerable old patriarch to distribute fresh water for everyone for the day.

After one night, some fresh water was accumulated in the well.

The temperature in the early morning is slightly cooler, there is no sun to bake, the earth and air have not become hot and dry, and the water level of the well water is also the highest of the day.

Everyone lined up, holding their own plastic bottles of pots and pans, and waiting for the old patriarch to pour his own spoonful of fresh water with his trembling hand.

Everyone lined up neatly, and no one was fighting, although the old patriarch seemed to be able to fall down with a slight push.

It wasn't that no one wanted to distribute more water before, and some even wanted to occupy the well, but the water in this well is related to the lives of everyone and their families. Taking their water is equivalent to asking for it. Their lives are unacceptable to anyone.

Those who rely on their height and strength, or form gangs, try to seize more fresh water, and at this time they have no ability to drink water. In the face of the power of the masses, anyone who tries to harm the interests of others will only be defeated.

The buckets of clean water were lifted from the well and divided by the old patriarch, and the long queue became less and less.

Those who drew water, poured water, and received water, all acted cautiously, for fear of spilling even a single drop.

By the time the sun had fully risen, the water-drawing team had come to an end.

The air also became hot, the moisture on the soil surface was quickly dried and evaporated, the surface temperature rose rapidly, the air began to distort, and the whole land entered the barbecue mode again.

Beside the well on the lakeshore, the last person left carefully with a bowl of well water mixed with a little sand. The old patriarch gave the same amount of water to the young people around him and himself. After spooning the water, the remaining well water in the bucket mixed with the fine sand at the bottom of the bucket was poured back into the well.

"Old Patriarch, the water that can be drawn from the well is getting less and less every day. The last few buckets are full. The water that is drawn up is mixed with sand, and it has reached the end!"

The old patriarch sighed helplessly.

"Alas, I can only last one day now."

He has done everything he can, and now the water everyone gets every day is already the minimum limit for survival. If it decreases, a large number of people will die due to lack of water. Now, apart from praying for miracles, he will never again There is no other way.

The old patriarch turned his head with a heavy heart and looked around the well.

Due to severe water shortage and malnutrition, the frail clansmen could no longer afford the not very long journey from the village where they lived to the well, so they simply moved their families around the well, where they lived on the dry lake bed and the well. Simple tents were set up in the shade on the shore of the lake.

Hundreds of dilapidated tents where thousands of people lived were scattered around the wells. Some of the people who received the fresh water drank it immediately, while others returned to their tents, carefully sipping slowly. drinking.

For them now, this little bottle of fresh water is the most precious thing in the world and the source of their life!

Just as the old patriarch looked solemnly at the surrounding clansmen who were struggling to survive and facing death threats at any time, when he was dejected, the originally calm air suddenly picked up wind.

The rags on the simple tent began to shake gently, and the old patriarch could feel that it suddenly appeared, and the oncoming wind seemed to be gradually increasing.

At the same time, a huge shadow appeared on the ground, and a strange low sound came from the sky.

The old patriarch couldn't help but looked up at the sky, only to see a huge black figure appearing in the sky above them at some point, casting a huge shadow on the ground and slowly pressing down.

The clansmen in the tent were also alarmed by the strange sound that suddenly appeared. They slowly climbed out of the tent one by one, raised their heads and looked towards the sky above.

As the huge figure slowly descended and got closer and closer to them, they gradually saw what it looked like.

This is a huge aircraft with a dark body. There are two circular thrusters on the left and right sides, which are shooting down a light blue flame. The airflow they feel comes from this.

In everyone's shocked eyes as if they saw an alien spaceship, the huge aircraft slowly landed on an open space beside the well.

The strange low voice disappeared immediately, the wind that suddenly blew calmed down in an instant, the rags dancing on the tent fell down again, and the dust blown by the wind gradually dissipated.

Its whole picture is also completely displayed in front of everyone.

This aircraft is very huge, with a length of more than fifty meters and a width of more than thirty meters.

Except for the four propellers that are integrated with the fuselage, the rest is all the nacelle. There is no huge wing of an ordinary aircraft, and the interior space is even larger. It is powered by the four propellers on both sides of the fuselage. Flight and VTOL.

The angular, sci-fi fuselage shows a peculiar black luster in the hot sunlight. It seems that all the sunlight is absorbed by it, and nothing is reflected.

Facing the behemoth that suddenly appeared and fell from the sky, everyone could not help but cautiously surrounded it, curious about its origin, but did not dare to go too far.

Located deep in the prairie, they have never even seen an ordinary aircraft, let alone this advanced aircraft that is enough to cause a sensation in developed countries.

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