Conan: Eternal Darkness

Sandstorms are formed because the hot wind blows across the desert ground, forming convection and rolling sand and dust into the air. The most terrifying part of it is that it is very persistent, and sometimes even lasts for several days. That's where the real despair is.

Once a sandstorm occurs, everything around it will be wrapped in a rolling sand and dust that is suffocating enough, especially in the open and flat desert areas, where sandstorms are most likely to occur.

Gin and Bourbon stood in the desert, Gin didn't move, and Bourbon didn't dare to move. After all, compared with the latter, the former had more experience.

They could feel an increasing sense of oppression. The sandstorm that was just far away in the sky seemed to be about to come in front of them in the blink of an eye. The rolling sand and dust made it hard to breathe.

This kind of picture is something that every person in the desert does not want to encounter. The wind and sand are rolling in the sky. If you are unlucky, you will be scraped in a short while.

Many people think that when a sandstorm hits, run immediately, just like Bourbon's first reaction, in fact you can't run a sandstorm at all.

Gin bent over and assessed the current sandstorm situation. In the sandstorm, the biggest danger is suffocation and blindness.

"Tear off the cloth strips from your clothes, cover your nose, and don't suffocate yourself." Gin's cold voice clearly entered Bourbon's ears.

Choking is the deadliest in sandstorms, so you must protect your respiratory tract. Generally speaking, cotton cloth such as T-shirts can filter sand and soil well and reduce the feeling of suffocation.

Of course, this is not the most ideal way, but at present, there is no other way for gin and bourbon at all. After all, who would have expected their luck to be so bad, and now they can only make do with this primitive way.

The sandstorm is getting bigger and bigger, and in just a while, the two of them have been completely wrapped in the middle——

Gin does not dare to go too fast. In a sandstorm, the visibility will be reduced to zero, and hearing will be severely affected. The surrounding sand is rolling, and you can't see anything at all. It's not much different from walking with your eyes closed. , Gin asked Bourbon to hold his clothes, so that he would not get lost. Once lost, even if Gin has the ability to reach the sky, it is impossible to find Bourbon in the sandstorm.

The sandstorm full of sand swept in at a speed no less than a hurricane. Bourbon was secretly anxious. If it were him, he would definitely want to run out of the sandstorm zone, but Gin walked slowly ahead. , he didn't dare to let go, after all, looking at the appearance of the gin, he knew that he had definitely seen such a scene, and more than once, compared with this experienced bigwig, it was enough for him to be obedient and obedient.

It is indeed not the first time that Gin has encountered a sandstorm, so he is very clear that he must not run around in the face of a sandstorm. The duration of a sandstorm can be as short as a few hours, or a few days. Once running around, he will lose his direction. The result is exhaustion from running.

The wind and sand were getting bigger and bigger, and both of them felt the fine sand blowing towards them.

Although the wind was raging, Gin's voice did not change at all, it was clear, calm and concise, "Turn around, bend over, and keep your breathing normal."

Bourbon heard the words and immediately followed suit. Gin couldn't possibly harm him in this situation, right?

Bending down will make breathing much smoother, because the sand particles are relatively large in the lower places, and those fine sands are rolled up on it. The only thing that can cause suffocation is the fine sand on the head. The sand is getting bigger and bigger. Even though the two people are separated by a very close distance, they can't see each other. The pressure on Bourbon is relatively small, because the gin is in front of him. , Gin and Bourbon are slowly moving forward in one direction.

In a place where this kind of sand and dust is raging, there is no way to resist for a long time. They can only find some bunkers that can help them. Whether they can survive the sandstorm or not, the bunker is very important, which requires both experience and luck.

The rock that protrudes from the surface is the most ideal shelter from the wind. The reason why Gin and Wine is walking in this direction is not blind. He is groping carefully. As long as he can find a bunker, the chances of survival of the two will be reduced. It is much larger, and whether it can be found before the physical exhaustion is exhausted, that is a matter of luck.

After half an hour, Gin finally touched a rock protruding from the surface. The rock was half a meter high and very strong. It seemed that you and the others were lucky. Gin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Gin grabbed Bourbon's wrist and dragged him over, half lying under the rock, encountering sandstorm shelter is the foundation of survival, even if you really can't find it, make full use of all the tools that can help you survive.

With the shelter of the rock, the fierce wind was avoided at once, and the monstrous sand and dust were also avoided.

Bourbon also felt that the sand and dust seemed to be smaller, and he was relieved. He really didn't want to have this experience a second time. "In this way, we can live?"

Jin Jiu shook his head slightly, leaned on the rock and half-squinted his eyes, returning to that lazy look, after all, he has already done what he can do, and the rest is out of his control, "It was just an appetizer just now. Dish," Gin ignored Bourbon's bitter face—he couldn't keep his smile now—and explained slowly, in an unusually casual tone, "We're going to play a game with nature to see who's endurance. It will be a tough time to be stronger, after all, you don’t know when the sandstorm will stop, and you don’t know how long you can last, the only thing you can do now is to wait and be patient.”

Gin said it very lightly, but he knew very well that if the sand and dust continued to blow, they would never be able to fight against the desert. As I said before, it is impossible for humans to fight against nature.

The desert has endless power, but they are already on the edge of the limit. Gin is better. After all, they are active in the restricted area of ​​life all the year round, but Bourbon can't support it for long - their food and water are destroyed in the sandstorm. There's not much left to blow.

This game can be said to be very unfair. They can only hope that this sandstorm will end as soon as possible, otherwise, they will eventually die of exhaustion or hunger and thirst.

Gradually, Bourbon couldn't hold it anymore, and his lips were already chapped to the point of terrifying. After several days of trekking, his physical strength was not as good as at the beginning. Coupled with a sudden sandstorm, Bourbon's physical strength was early. has reached the limit.

Seeing that Bourbon fainted, Gin quickly probed his breath with his fingers, his face suddenly gloomy, and Bourbon's breathing was extremely weak.

In the desert, water is absolutely precious. Without water, no one can survive in the desert for a long time. Bourbon is extremely short of water at this time-although Gin has almost given up all the water to Bourbon. , but they really don't have much water left, and they won't last long before running out.

No matter when you are in the desert, every drop of water is worth cherishing, because it can often save your life at a critical time.

Gin has met too many people who died of thirst in the desert because of lack of water. Of course, Gin has also seen those people living in the desert. They are the experts in the desert, but there is no Exceptionally, they all hold a kind of reverence for water.

But their water has been exhausted, and he can't make water. After thinking for a while, Gin suddenly pulled out a dagger, cut his arm, and pinched Bourbon's chin...

I don't know how long it took, when Bourbon woke up, the first feeling was thirst, and then the dryness in the mouth and even a little fishy smell.

Bourbon sat up suddenly and found himself in the helicopter, "Awake?" A slightly hoarse and indifferent voice sounded beside him, followed by the water bottle handed over. Bourbon took the water bottle and drank without saying a word. A day like today that water is so important.

After Bourbon was no longer so thirsty, he could only look around. The desert below had recovered to a calm, which was very different from the fury of the sandstorm.

Seeing the wound on Gin's arm that had not been bandaged, and recalling the strange taste in his mouth that he had just felt, Bourbon suddenly understood something, noticed Bourbon's sight, Gin glanced at his arm, and didn't care. , if he cared about it, he wouldn't single-handedly complete the mission after Bourbon was in a coma.

After all, in the eyes of a certain guy, the task may be above everything else, otherwise he will not bury Bourbon in the sand to avoid being discovered, and pull Bourbon out of the bunker after the mission is completed and return, but there is no need to tell this kind of thing Bourbon too.

"Aren't you bandaging your wound?" Bourbon, a little embarrassed that his enemy saved his life, frowned slightly and looked at Jin Jiu's wound, pulled Jin Jiu's arm to disinfect him, and Jin Jiu, who was almost conditioned reflex attack, squinted his eyes. Glancing at Bourbon and letting him bandage the small wound, Bourbon looked at the white bandage on Gin's arm and paused for a few seconds, "Thank you for saving me."

Jin Jiu closed his eyes and rested his mind unconcernedly. He didn't know if he heard Bourbon's thanks. He saved Bourbon because Bourbon was still useful, so there was really no need to thank him.