Automotive Black Technology Chapter 1120: : You are in big trouble!
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In the temporary camp, the CHTP backup crew felt that restoring communications would be a disaster for them. Celluloid has millions of fans in China. After learning about Celluloid’s disappearance, they have been inundated with calls, emails, and online messages from China;
"What's going on with Lulu? Can the official give you a reply?! Is she alive or dead?! Bastard, why do you let a girl participate in such a competition?! What a sin!"
"MLGB! Is the competition team just a loser? It's been more than two hours since Queen Lulu disappeared, why is there no news?! Doesn't the competition team have no countermeasures? Send someone to find her quickly!"
"New friends, the official just gave a reply, saying that the helicopter of the competition team and the helicopter of Zhengxin K2 Team have searched the incident site for five times, but there is no sign of Lulu. Now. The rescue convoy has been setting out for more than an hour, but due to the impact of quicksand, the rescue mission has been stalled."
"Damn it! If the helicopter can't find the incident site, just expand the area! If the rescue vehicle can't get through, let people look for it on foot!"
"Poor Lulu, this guy used to brag at the beginning of the special stage, saying that he had eaten all the supply sandwiches for today and used the remaining bottle of water to last until the evening. Now our family Lulu must have been thirsty and hungry in the desert, and it makes her heartache to think about it."
"Where is Brother Fan? Brother Fan is also nearby!"
"Hey, the news released by the race team just now said that most of the vehicles ahead were affected by the sand layer formed after the sandstorm. It is estimated that Brother Fan is not able to protect himself now. Besides, Brother Fan only has one car, and the incident occurred during the race. The paragraph is so long, what can you expect?”
"Hey,"
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Cellululu GSP is about 30 kilometers away from the location where it last appeared.
The convoy originally responsible for the rescue is now in trouble.
Sand has the same properties as snow to some extent. In windy weather, sand and dust flow at high speed, forming quicksand layers of varying thicknesses on the vast desert.
The structure of these quicksand layers is very complex. Some are formed under high wind pressure as hard as mud, while others appear to be as thick as hills. However, when heavy objects are pressed on them, they can be destroyed and have the potential to cause avalanches.
In such a complex environment, even the rescue vehicles of the rescue team are modified Kip off-road vehicles, but they are still stumbling on this land. More than an hour passed before the rescue convoy was less than 20 kilometers away from the temporary camp.
"Captain, what should we do?" Seeing several cars constantly skidding and sinking deeper and deeper into the sand that was as soft as cake from time to time, the driver of the rescue team's No. 2 car picked up the walkie-talkie.
"Damn it! This **** desert!" Rescue captain Plum hammered the steering wheel hard and cursed to express his depression.
"Captain, we have received instructions from the race team again, and several rescue signals from the teams have been sent back from the front. More than 20 vehicles in the motorcycle team, T2, and T3 teams are now paralyzed."
Hearing the words of the correspondent behind the car, Plum felt like he was being screwed.
"FK! This is Dakar! God, those racing cars that have been lightweighted and specially modified in the desert have fallen into the abyss of the desert. What can we do? What should we do?! Damn it, there is still a poor China There is no sign of anyone, what can we do?”
Hearing his muttering complaints, his assistant grinned: "The event team asked us to speed up and at least send water and food to..."
"Asshole! Didn't you see that we can't move forward?! Let them send a helicopter, a helicopter!" Plum held up his palms and shouted angrily as his assistant pointed at the beeping rescue vehicles that couldn't move forward. France A person's violent temper is clearly revealed at this moment.
While Plum was yelling at his assistant, his eyes widened and he raised his finger and pointed forward.
Plum suppressed the irritability in his heart and looked forward, dumbfounded.
In the distance ahead, I saw an iron curtain formed by wind and sand, slowly forming. The wind and sand that had stopped originally are gathering together again, becoming a new round of sandstorm!
Seeing this scene, Plum snatched the satellite phone from his assistant and dialed the competition team. As soon as the call was connected, without waiting for a greeting, he yelled: "Quick! Get out of here!" Pull back the helicopters! A new round of sandstorm is coming!"
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"Ruizi, Ruizi, please tell me. How is the rescue situation now?"
The sun in the sky disappeared without a trace again. Feeling something was wrong, Li Fanyu contacted Wang Rui again to inquire about the progress of the rescue.
"The situation is not very good," Wang Rui quickly recounted the current rescue progress, "And Brother Fan, the rescue team in front just sent back a message that a new round of sandstorm has formed. The rescue helicopter has withdrawn,"
"What?" Li Fanyu was shocked: "Evacuated?! What if the helicopter evacuated Lulu?"
Wang Rui's tone was full of helplessness, "The competition team's reply to CHTP said that it would wait until this round of sandstorm subsided before sending helicopters to rescue. Otherwise, the rescue team itself would also be in danger. According to the Kanlu team According to the news, this sandstorm is not as big as the previous ones, only about 6-7 levels, and it seems that it is likely to subside within two hours..."
Li Fanyu was anxious: "Wait two more hours? This guy has been out of contact for almost four hours now. If you wait two more hours, it will be six hours! The limited supplies for the motorcycle team are two sandwiches and Five hundred milliliters of mineral water. The previous competition was so intense, how long can she last in the desert with just this?"
"..." Wang Rui on the other side of the phone sighed and did not answer.
"Ruizi," Li Fanyu thought for a while and said to the satellite phone: "Send me the final GPS positioning of Celluloid! I'll go take a look!"
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At the same time, somewhere in the vast desert.
Celulu is like a big turtle, struggling to use two hands and one leg to pick up the sand that is constantly being carried by the wind in an attempt to engulf itself.
At this time, this quirky girl had completely lost her previous aura. Relying on only the remaining consciousness of survival and unwillingness to fight the final struggle against the power of nature.
After more than two hours of severe pain, one of her legs had begun to become numb, and she even began to faintly lose consciousness. Blood oozed from the wound on his head, smearing the windshield of his safety helmet into a mess. The dried blood took on an iron-black color, making her already blurry vision even more limited.
"MLGB, hit my grandson, let's see how my aunt will deal with you when she comes back alive! You guys are in big trouble!"
Cellululu thought so when she was dazed and about to lose consciousness.