Chapter 578 Special Mark
Wen Ranran and Old Chen also walked out of the tent and looked at the busy scene of the soldiers, their hearts filled with emotion.
Wen Ranran walked to Jiang Yueshen and asked softly, "Yueshen, will the journey today be smooth?"
Jiang Yueshen turned his head and looked at her, his eyes full of tenderness and determination, and said:
"Don't worry, Ranran, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we can overcome them."
Jiang Yueshen knew what she meant. This was naturally his parents' business.
Soon, everything will be ready.
The old village chief arrived at the convoy early and volunteered to lead the way.
He got into a car with Jiang Yueshen and sat in the passenger seat, his eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and anticipation.
The convoy started slowly, and the wheels turned with difficulty in the thick snow, making a creaking sound.
Although military trucks are powerful, they still have difficulty driving in such harsh road conditions.
If it wasn't a military truck, but an ordinary vehicle, it would have probably been stranded in the snow long ago.
The old village chief directed the driver and drove slowly along a narrow road.
This path is just big enough for one car to pass through. There are towering snow-capped mountains on both sides, and the snow is in danger of sliding down at any time.
Jiang Yueshen stared at the front closely, secretly alert in his heart, and was always ready to deal with possible emergencies.
As the convoy moved forward, the snow in the sky gradually became smaller.
Near noon, the sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, casting a few golden rays of light.
After going around a hill, the convoy began to go downhill, and everyone was surprised to find that the weather suddenly cleared up.
The originally gloomy sky turned as blue as a gem, the sun was shining brightly, and there was no sign of snow.
This is in stark contrast to the previous weather, as if they are two completely different worlds.
After another half an hour, the convoy finally arrived at a flat place.
The old village chief turned his head, looked at Jiang Yueshen, and said, "Sir, you will have to walk the rest of the way on your own."
Jiang Yueshen nodded slightly and said, "Okay, thank you for leading the way."
After saying that, the convoy stopped and Jiang Yueshen and his companions got out of the car.
With a thought, he opened the system space and released all the little weasels imprisoned inside.
All of a sudden, a large group of weasels appeared in front of everyone.
After these little weasels were released, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Jiang Yueshen to express their gratitude.
Although they can't speak, their eyes are full of gratitude.
The old village chief looked at his descendants and grandchildren, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
He said to Jiang Yueshen: "Sir, thank you for not killing me.
If you pass by the village on your way back, you must come back to the village to stay for one night."
Jiang Yueshen smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, no problem."
But he was secretly thinking in his heart that it was still unknown whether he would take this road when he returned.
Everyone got on the bus and prepared to move on.
The old village chief stood by the roadside, watching the convoy go away.
His figure looked a little lonely under the sunlight, but his eyes were full of hope.
The convoy went farther and farther away, and the figure of the old village chief gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.
Jiang Yueshen looked at the scenery outside the window that was constantly receding, feeling a mixture of emotion.
The experiences along the way made him realize more deeply the wonder and complexity of this world.
The convoy set out on the journey again, the wheels rolling and raising a cloud of dust.
Inside the car, Mr. Chen sat like a statue, holding a notebook and a map tightly in his hands, his eyes sharp.
Constantly comparing the terrain and mountains outside.
His eyes were filled with concentration and persistence, as if the whole world was left with only the map in his hand and the ever-changing scenery before his eyes.
As the vehicle moved forward, Mr. Chen's brows became more and more furrowed, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Suddenly, he stood up abruptly and shouted, "Stop! Stop the car!" There was a hint of urgency and nervousness in his voice.
The driver stepped on the brakes and the convoy came to an abrupt halt. Mr. Chen quickly opened the door and almost jumped out of the car.
He stood there, looking around, and kept muttering: "Something is wrong, something is wrong..."
"If this is number 33, where is number 11?"
Luo Cheng and Jiang Yueshen were sitting in the car at the back. When they heard Mr. Chen's shout, they looked at each other and a hint of worry flashed in their eyes.
Luo Cheng said softly: "Brother Jiang, what happened to Mr. Chen? Could he be lost?"
Jiang Yueshen shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know. Let's go over and take a look."
The two got out of the car and walked quickly to Mr. Chen. Jiang Yueshen asked with concern:
"Mr. Chen, what happened?"
Old Chen raised his head, his eyes full of anxiety, and said, "My notebook and map are of no reference value at this point.
I only studied the terrain in the literature and never came here in person. Now I see that most of the terrain doesn’t match the map.”
He paused, then continued, "But the basic direction should be here, there is no mistake."
Luo Cheng frowned and asked, "Mr. Chen, what should we do next?"
Everyone got out of the car and looked around.
I saw that since leaving that mountain just now, there were no more towering mountains around, but instead there was endless Gobi Desert.
In the desolate Gobi Desert, the wind was howling, yellow sand filled the sky, and there was dead silence.
Elder Chen looked at the scene before him, took a deep breath, and said:
“Although the terrain has changed a lot, I am sure the general direction is correct.
But it is not easy to find our target in this vast desert."
Jiang Yueshen was secretly worried. In this situation, even if he used particle vision, without any clues, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Just when everyone was at a loss, Mr. Chen suddenly shouted, "Wait! Don't move!"
Mr. Chen's sudden shout startled everyone present.
Even the soldiers nearby raised their guns and became alert.
Then he heard Elder Chen say, "Jiang Yueshen, stand next to Luo Cheng."
Jiang Yueshen looked confused, but still walked to Luo Cheng cooperatively.
Old Chen said again: "The angle is wrong, move a little more to the left." The two of them moved as he said.
While looking at Luo Cheng and Jiang Yueshen, Old Chen stared at the notebook in his hand.
Time seemed to stand still. Everyone looked at Mr. Chen quietly, not daring to breathe.
After a long while, Mr. Chen suddenly exclaimed: "I finally know!"
His voice was full of joy and excitement, and he almost trembled as he shouted.
Everyone gathered around and asked anxiously:
"Mr. Chen, what's going on? What did you find?"
Mr. Chen pointed at his notebook, his hands shaking with excitement, and said:
"Look, I finally figured out the 11-33 symbol!"