Automotive Black Technology Chapter 1197: : The Kuangsha is fierce!
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The barrenness and desolation of the African desert have a unique beauty to those who are just looking at it. The wind blows the yellow sand and rises from the flat ground, hiding the sky and blocking out the sun and the moon. The infinite vastness of nature demonstrates the supreme power of heaven and earth.
Before coming to Africa, Celluloid was fully prepared. Not only did he choose a flame-retardant racing suit that covered 90% of his body, but he also covered his hands and feet tightly, and his face was covered by a mask and helmet, giving himself an all-around outfit. Wear equipment that blocks UV rays and wind.
With such an outfit in Africa, she is ready to look like a hot dog. But today, she unexpectedly discovered...
It turns out that Africa is not as hot as I thought.
At least in today's dusty weather...well, maybe some sandstorms, the sun is blocked by the wind and sand, the sun is not that full, and the weather is not that hot.
This originally made her chuckle, thinking that after returning to China, she would not become Jike Xieyi like netizens said.
But gradually, as the schedule progressed, she felt something was wrong.
This sandstorm seems to be too big!
At first, the windy sand on the desert was just a little drifting, but gradually, as the motorcycle quickly approached at a speed of 70 kilometers per hour, her helmet began to make a crackling sound of sand.
After that, the future became bleak, and everything as far as the eye could see was coated with a layer of khaki.
The special stage of the race has been going on for more than three hours. The long-distance running has put a considerable distance between the teams. Even when the visibility was good, the car was not visible from the front or rear. Not to mention the current environment affected by wind and sand, with visibility less than 20 meters.
"Let me go, is this going to be a big sandstorm?"
Even if you have never lived in a desert area for a long time, you have still seen situations like this in movies and TV series. What kind of ghost is blowing the lamp? Natural disasters such as sandstorms are described in detail in Tomb Raider Notes.
Although the scene in the movie and TV series is a three-dimensional synthesis, compared with the scene in front of me, it is actually 70-80% similar.
Celulu was a little scared.
She pressed the radio and called the support team: "The backyard live broadcast team has received it, please speak. The support live broadcast team has received it, please speak! The weather in the stage ahead is abnormal. Please communicate with the competition team and ask if the competition can be normal. proceed?"
"..."
There was a rustle of noise on the radio, but no one answered.
"Holy shit, here we go again!" Cellululu slapped her helmet hard, trying to capture the radio signal using the same rough method as before, but it didn't work this time.
At this time, about a kilometer behind her.
Cang Muping is racing wildly on the sand, just like the Mashin Giant Tower yesterday, desperate for his life.
"Kuragi-kun! The visibility is so bad now that I can't find the signs on the road book at all! Please slow down and wait for me to verify the route on the GPS and the road book!"
"Aso, are we heading in the right direction?" Kurakihei stared at the front with all his attention, exerting the best competitive state in his life, using his extraordinary driving skills to maintain the car that had been modified in the desert environment. TSL-RP moved forward at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour - in an environment with visibility of only more than 20 meters.
"According to the instructions of the GPS, the direction is correct. But the visibility is too low. The mark of the next match point is not far away from us. With the weather like this, I can't guarantee that I will take you there. You know Yes, in an environment like the desert, a single GPS point cannot explain anything."
"It doesn't matter!" Kurakiping shook his head, "We have caught up with the T1 group, and it is estimated that the ranking has been improved by more than 20 places. In such crazy weather, the stage route has been completely messed up, as long as We are heading in the right direction. We can slowly find the target point after the wind and sand stop. If we don’t take advantage of this weather and opportunity to use RP’s performance to impact the rankings, how long do you want to wait?”
"But..." Asoying opened her mouth, wanting to argue.
"Don't you want that one million bonus?" Cang Muping's face twisted and he reminded.
"..." Aso Ying's heart was moved, and he hammered the car door armrest with his fist, "Fight! Leave the route to me, and Kuraki-kun's pursuit of ranking will be left to you! Damn it...!"
At this moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared in front of TSL-RP's windshield filled with yellow sand.
"Bang! Crash!!!"
A muffled sound of broken sheet metal suddenly sounded in the roaring yellow sand, and was quickly covered up and disappeared.
"Baga! We hit something!"
TSL-RP's whole body was shaken, and as Kurakihei yelled and turned the steering wheel, the car made a wide arc in the desert like plasticine, bringing up large swaths of yellow sand and flying out!
The car didn't stop until it was thrown dozens of meters away.
The shocked Kuraki and Aso glanced at each other, quickly opened the door and ran to the back of the car.
About a hundred meters behind them, an off-road motorcycle painted in black and white with "CHTP" spray-painted on the fuel tank was half-hidden in the yellow sand, and its rear wheel was still following the "chugging" sound. The motor whirred.
More than ten meters away from the motorcycle, a slim figure shrouded in a racing suit was lying quietly on the ground.
"Kuragi-kun! Kuraki-kun, we hit someone! Bastard! How could this happen! How on earth did you drive!" Seeing this scene, Aso went crazy instantly.
If such a collision occurs on a special road section, time penalties and suspensions will definitely be inevitable. If that's the case, not to mention the one million dollar prize, even the qualification for the competition will be cancelled!
Kuragi Ping is even more crazy than Asoying at this time. But obviously, he didn't want to give up what he had at his fingertips because of such an unexpected accident.
Looking at the accident scene and the driver whose life or death was uncertain, his mind was spinning rapidly.
Not long after, Kuraki made the most important decision in his life.
"Get rid of his GPS and satellite phone! The wind and sand are so strong that it won't be long before the place is completely covered!"
"Na...Nani?" Asoying was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, "Cang, Cangmu-kun, you, you are murdering! Even if this place is dealt with, what do you think about the impact on our car? Explanation?"
"Bang!"
A loud slap made Asoying's nose sore.
"Idiot! We can hit it with a rock on purpose! Isn't it normal to hit a rock in this **** weather? Don't you want to get the one million dollars? Think about it! How many opportunities do we have in this life? ! How many opportunities can you seize! ”
Cang Muping roared, his face looked so ferocious in the strong wind.
At this time, the wind and sand became even bigger.
There is no trace of the sun in the sky, and the overwhelming yellow sand and strong winds have clearly told the people in this desert that a sandstorm has arrived!
"...Hai! Wow, wow," Asoying's cheeks twitched, her eyes softened, and she finally nodded.
The two reached an agreement, quickly returned to the car, took out a shovel, and smashed the GPS and satellite phone on the motorcycle to pieces.
After doing all this, the two quickly got into the car and left quickly with anxiety.
In just five minutes, the wild sand quickly swallowed up the off-road motorcycle whose rear wheel had been deformed.
The graceful body not far away slowly embedded itself into the wild sand, blending into this desert that has witnessed everything but remains silent forever.
In the sea of sand, the fingers of the body gently hooked.
If you listen carefully, you can still hear the gentle murmuring in the collision of gravel;
"NMB, don't run, I can still save you..."
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