Rebirth of the times, a top-level boss joins the national team

Chapter 291 Entering the Desert

"Master Bangchui, can you sandboard?"

"Sandboarding?" Wang Bangchui was full of questions. He had never even heard of the word.

Tu Shan grinned.

I don't know from which corner he dug out a few old wooden boards, some big and long, and put them together to make a small plank. He tied it up with ochre vines that looked like they had been ravaged by yellow sand, and then tied two small ones to his feet, similar to skis.

The rear plank was tied to the waist with ochre vines, and the luggage and the old man were placed on it.

Holding two dry wooden sticks: "Let's go."

Wang Bangchui now knows what sandboarding is. This speed is faster than he has ever experienced in his entire life.

Of course, such a speed cannot be achieved by normal sandboarding, unless one has super powers like Tu Shan.

"Stinky..." He opened his mouth and got a mouthful of sand, which he spat out repeatedly.

Tu Shan cleverly wrapped herself in clothes and laughed.

Running from morning to night and eating dry food at noon, Wang Bangchui was completely numb from the wind and was in a daze.

After dark, Tu Shan stopped. If it weren't for taking care of Wang Bangchui, she could have run all night, so this old man was holding her back.

"Master Bangchui, take a break. I'll go get some dry firewood and make you something delicious."

Wang Bangchui waved his hands weakly. It was good to be young. People who ran all day had more energy than him who sat all day.

Tu Shan felt guilty seeing that the old man looked half dead. If she had known earlier, she would have covered him up.

The desert in October is so cold that people shiver, and it is also very dry. If it blows all day, your skin will crack.

The old man was so reluctant to drink the water that he was like a skinless fish lacking water.

Tu Shan walked a long way and found a sea buckthorn tree whose fruits had been pecked clean by birds.

It was born three times, taken away twice and left once.

We found another water source not far away, which contained desert crucian carp. This was a good thing and could provide nourishment for the old man.

Catch all the big ones and keep the small ones for breeding.

There is water here, so I cleaned up the fish before heading back.

As soon as I arrived, I saw Wang Bangchui carrying a hunting rifle that was older than him and preparing to go out.

"Where?"

Wang Bangchui glared at her: "I thought you were taken away by a wolf. What took you so long?"

Tu Shan said disdainfully: "When the wolf comes, it's still unclear who will catch whom."

Wang Bangchui thought of the wolf pack in the morning, said nothing, and tacitly agreed with her pride.

"What did you get?" He took a look at the large drag board that Tu Shan had just built, and saw a pile of bright yellow sea buckthorn fruits with stems and thorns.

"Why do you have so much of this stuff? It doesn't taste good."

The ones that have survived until now must be the least delicious. The delicious ones have all been pecked clean by the birds. This stuff is sour and astringent, and even dogs won’t eat it.

Tu Shan grabbed a handful and stuffed it into Wang Bangchui's mouth, then asked with a smile, "Does the dog want to eat it?"

The sweetness exploded in his mouth, and Wang Bangchui, who had never eaten anything sweet in his life, almost choked.

Hearing Tu Shan's words, she glared angrily: "Stinky Ni, you don't have a single pleasant word in your mouth."

Tu Shan chuckled: "I learned this from you, old man."

Wang Bangchui got angry again.

Tu Shan took out the desert crucian carp and said, "Look at what a good thing this is."

Wang Bangchui was surprised when he saw the fish, then he was confused: "Where did you get it? I remember the nearest water source is more than 20 kilometers away. How did you get it?"

Tu Shan blinked. The old man was indeed very familiar with the desert and knew all this. "That's how I did it. You know how fast I am."

Wang Bangchui turned off the microphone again. He knew, better than anyone, that the journey that would take him three days and three nights was completed by her in one day.

Being able to travel back and forth to a water source more than 20 kilometers away in just one hour and still catch so many fish and clean them up doesn't seem so unacceptable.

"Hurry up, I'm almost starving to death."

Wang Bangchui, who had been hungry all his life, only had two good meals after Tu Shan came.

So, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. He has become spoiled by these two delicious meals and now he knows he is hungry.

Tu Shan went to cook with full energy, and she brought the broken iron pot from Wang Bangchui's house.

Just wash it briefly, dig a stovetop in the sand, and bring all the seasonings with you, especially oil and salt.

Pour some oil into the pot, put the fish coated with salt in, add two slices of ginger and fry on low heat until both sides are golden brown, then pour water and stew.

While the pot was stewing, her hands were not idle. She scooped out two bowls of flour to make dough balls later.

Wang Bangchui saw that her movements were smooth and her posture was relaxed, without any sign of the distress of struggling to survive in the desert.

"I've never seen anyone live like you in the desert before."

Tu Shan turned around and laughed at him, "The main thing is that I'm the only one as strong as you. Others can't catch up even if they try their best. You won't have the chance to meet me."

Wang Bangchui really admired her shamelessness.

The two of them bickered while eating, and at night they would sit by the fire and huddle on the ground for the night.

When Wang Bangchui woke up in the morning, he felt a little sore in his waist and legs, but Tu Shan was full of energy.

"Nizi, you are rougher than an old man like me."

He was originally worried that such a delicate little girl might not be able to survive in the desert, but it turned out that she adapted better than the cacti in the desert.

Tu Shan took this as a compliment.

"Master Bangchui, I made some pancakes and some leftover grilled fish from last night. I've boiled some water in the bucket. Just eat these for breakfast and lunch. I'll keep you company for lunch and make you something delicious in the evening."

Wang Bangchui sighed, "Ni, I know you're anxious to find someone, just go at your own pace, I'm fine.

I'm the one who's holding you back, but I know the guy guarding the Yangshawan supply station is not someone you can get along with. If you go there, you won't get any information and it will only delay things, so I have to follow you.

But once you get there, you can find someone yourself. With your speed, it's worth the extra two days."

The old man had accompanied her through the desert with good intentions, but Tu Shan didn't consider him a burden, and she would never leave him behind.

"You are my guiding light. Without you, I would be lost. Don't think of leaving me in the desert to fend for myself. At worst, I can treat you better in the future."

Wang Bangchui was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "I finally understand why that old bastard accepted you as his granddaughter. Fine, if you don't mind me being useless, I'll show you the way."

After breakfast, we set off.

Tu Shan added a cover to the stretcher so that the old man could sit inside without being blown by the wind or choked by the sand. He could lie down when he got tired, eat bread when he was hungry, and drink water when he was thirsty.

After decades of struggling in the desert, Wang Bangchui has never felt so relaxed and comfortable as he does now.

No wonder personal information is top secret. If such talents were released, every country would be terrified.

They arrived at Yangsha Bay half a day earlier than Wang Bangchui had estimated.

It was noon when we arrived, the hottest time of the day in the desert.

Wang Bangchui lifted the cover, looked over the sand dunes, and looked at the outline of a house the size of a grain of rice in the distance.

"Here we are. Don't believe anything he says. I'll ask him."

Tu Shan didn't know the reason, but didn't ask and nodded in agreement.

When we got closer, we could see that it was a stone house built on the back of the sand dune. It had two rooms, one for the people living in the station and the other for storing the few supplies for the desertification control team to come and get supplies.

The person guarding the station was an old man who looked very weathered. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, but he was actually only in his fifties.

It is obvious that the desert environment is very harsh.

Not only is the environment harsh, but one also has to endure extreme loneliness, which most people simply cannot bear.