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

Chapter 293

"Save me, save me quickly, you bunch of bastards and wimps." Ma Qingfeng screamed.

The younger brothers who had just crawled up from the ground didn't dare to go over to rescue people, and all retreated tremblingly.

They really couldn't understand why someone who had been abused for more than half a year still had the strength to knock down so many of them.

The desperate ruthlessness in him is more frightening than the wolves in the desert.

Ma Qingfeng waited for a long time but no rescue came. His mind started to get confused and he felt angry and scared.

"Let...let go. I have medicine...to save your wife. Seriously..."

The shackles on his neck suddenly loosened, and Ma Qingfeng rolled and crawled backwards to hide.

Tu Yi looked at him coldly: "Medicine." His voice was like an old windmill that had not been used for ten years, dull and stuck.

Ma Qingfeng gritted his teeth in anger. He had been pinched for most of the day and his neck, lungs, and forehead hurt.

He kicked a few of his men as a way of venting his anger: "We only have anti-inflammatory medicine."

Tu Yi was a little disappointed, but it was better than nothing.

Xiaojing's leg was bitten off by a wolf. She did not receive any treatment and was enslaved, beaten and scolded by these beasts. She had a high fever and had not eaten or drunk anything. She had fallen into a coma.

My second brother injured his head and was in a coma for a whole month, with his breathing becoming weaker and weaker.

The child was also taken away by the wolf and his life or death is unknown.

He is struggling to hold on by himself, and no one knows how much longer he can hold on.

"Okay, and some water."

Ma Qingfeng nodded reluctantly and gave him two anti-inflammatory pills and half a cup of water.

Tu Yi fed it to Jiang Jing carefully, but Jiang Jing could no longer swallow on her own. Tu Yi pursed his lips, and with shaking hands, forced the liquid into her mouth.

There was still a small amount left, which he gave to Tu Er.

After doing all this, he was like a deflated ball, slumped down beside the table, his mind empty and somewhat dazed.

Ma Qingfeng rubbed his neck, with a knife in his eyes, and cut Tu Yi fiercely.

The higher-ups said we have to kill them as soon as possible, time is running out.

Damn bastard, he’s too lucky, just wait and see.

"Don't give them any more food or water."

The younger brothers all had bruised faces and noses, and were afraid of Tu Yi. They nodded repeatedly, saying that it was better to be hungry, because if they were too hungry they would not have the strength to fight them.

After nightfall, the desertification control team hid in a cave, but Tu Yi and his two companions were not allowed to leave, so they could only hide behind the rocks on the sand dunes.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and sand and rocks began to fly. Tu Yi, who had neither food nor water, felt that his vitality was rapidly slipping away.

He tried hard to use his body to keep Jiang Jing and Tu Er warm, and his consciousness slowly faded.

"The sand is blowing and the weather is changing, Ni, we need to find a place to hide. There might be a sandstorm tonight."

Wang Bangchui felt the wind whistling past his ears, and yellow sand fell from the sky like rain, hitting the roof with a rustling sound.

Tu Shan wrapped her entire head so that she could see the road without using her eyes.

"Master Bangchui, I feel very uneasy and plan to travel overnight. Please just make do with it and eat some dry food.

Don't worry about your safety, I'm here, even a tornado can't take me away."

While speaking, Tu Shan's speed increased a bit.

She was indeed very uneasy, her eyelids kept twitching and her heart was pounding. She was afraid that something might have happened to her brother and sister-in-law.

Wang Bangchui couldn't persuade him, so he could only try not to cause any more trouble: "Then be careful and don't worry about me. I'm an old man with a strong body, so I'll be fine."

"Okay, sit tight."

Tu Shan ran as fast as she could. The wind and sand became stronger and stronger, and stones weighing hundreds of pounds were blown around several times.

Wang Bangchui sat in the shed. Countless fine sands squeezed in from the gaps in the shelter and had piled up into a thick layer.

He tried his best to protect his water and food. It was pitch black all around him. He felt the sandstorm outside and his heart was beating like thunder.

"Help, help..."

Amidst the howling storm, there were faint cries for help.

Wang Bangchui is old, but his hearing is still good.

"Ni, did you hear that?"

After hearing it, Tu Shan, whose ears were better than Wang Bangchui's, sighed softly and decided that she couldn't travel tonight.

"Master Bangchui, it looks like there's a camp ahead that's been destroyed by the wind and sand. Those people can't save themselves, so I have to go help. Can you please just stay in the shed and protect our rations?"

The old man is indeed stubborn, but he is not ignorant of right and wrong.

"I know, I know. Don't worry, I won't run around. You should also be careful and put your own safety first. Don't try to be brave."

Tu Shan curled her lips: "Don't worry, I'm invincible."

He sped over, put the tow board behind the rocks in the leeward direction, and told Wang Bangchui not to move.

Without waiting for Wang Bangchui's response, he rushed into the storm.

The wind was howling, and Tu Shan didn't dare to take off the clothes wrapped around her head. From a distance, she looked like a headless monster.

Fortunately, in such an environment, she was the only one who could see.

He swung out the whip, brought back those who were blown all over the world, and threw them all towards the club.

"Machine, machine," the old man went against the storm and chased the machine flying in the sky against the wind.

A rock was shot towards him with such force that it could have penetrated his head.

I don’t know if the old man didn’t see it or didn’t care, he was just focused on grabbing the machine.

The moment his fingertips touched the machine, they were pulled away by the vines.

The old man watched the machine fly away and yelled angrily: "Machine, machine, we can't live without the machine." He then rushed forward again.

"I'll go find it for you, just stay here quietly." He threw the man to the side of the hammer and went to look for the machine against the wind and sand.

A small, old, dilapidated machine that was broken apart by the wind and sand.

I didn't know if it was still usable, so I just crumpled it all together and put it in a piece of clothing I picked up.

After rescuing everyone, we went to rescue the supplies.

The water is gone, but there is still a lot of dry food, clothes, tents and other miscellaneous things. Try to save them as much as possible.

It took two full hours to retrieve everything they could, roll it into a ball, secure it with vines, and return it to the rock.

The rescued people used tent cloth to prop up a simple shelter, and people huddled underneath, temporarily safe.

Tu Shan's drag board was also put under the tent cloth, and Wang Bangchui huddled with them.

It was dark inside and no one else could see anything, but Tu Shan was not affected.

This group of people includes young and old, men and women.

"How many of you are there in total? Are there any who were not rescued?"

A young man replied, "There are twenty-five of us, plus a local guide."

Tu Shan counted the heads and found that there were enough people: "That's enough, no one is missing, everyone stay safe, and rescue most of your things. When the sandstorm stops, you can go and take inventory."

"Thank you, thank you comrade. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid none of us would have survived."

The group of people were still in shock, their voices choked and trembling.

Tu Shan simply said a few words to comfort her and then went to stay next to her.

She was worried about her brother and sister-in-law, and felt uncomfortable and didn't want to talk.

Wang Bangchui started talking to the group of people, and Tu Shan overheard it.

These people are from an oil exploration team, and they came to the desert to look for oil.

The machine that the old man is chasing with his life is the most advanced and expensive detector at present, so he can lose his life but not the machine.

Tu Shan expressed her admiration for this, saying that they are another group of patriotic and dedicated heroes.

The sandstorm lasted all night, and the next morning the sky was clear, a rare good day.

Tu Shan bid farewell to the exploration team and left with Wang Bangchui.