1283 Stalemate (1/2)

The Colonel and Consul, who'd stayed outside to deal with the explosives, were envious of the people who got to go into the pyramid first. However, they knew that the work outside needed someone to take care of it. They could only seek to work faster and finish so as to join up with everyone as soon as possible. Or perhaps they could wait for someone to come out and take over, as they had to juggle guarding the vehicles and equipment as well.

But was there a need to guard the vehicle?

There were no large beasts nearby. The wild cats that they encountered on the road may be the biggest beasts they'd met. What could they do to the vehicles? They probably could, at most, urinate on the tires.

As for people... The Germans were already dead. The only others were the scientific expedition team and the Bedouin guide. The Bedouin people were afraid of entering the Devil's Sea, and the research team did not seem to have the courage to enter. Even if the expedition team heard the explosion, came in to see, and thereafter disagreed with their work, they would not think of destroying their vehicles, would they?

The Consul pointed to the explosives that had not been used and asked, ”Where should we move them to?”

The Colonel had absolute control over the explosives. He looked up at the sky and spit out a mouthful of sand and stone shards. He said, ”To the sand dunes a little farther away from the car. God, this sun rises really fast!”

”Let's finish early and rest early,” the Consul advised.

To prevent the direct sunlight from excessively heating up the explosives, they put them back into the luggage and carefully carried them together to a nearby honeycomb sand dune.

The homemade explosives were less stable than military explosives. The quality of the materials obtained through the black market was also suspicious. Excessive temperature or impact might cause the explosives to detonate.

They headed for the shade on the north side of the sand dunes and gently lowered the suitcase. The Colonel squatted on the ground and began to power up the remote control.

Under normal circumstances, the explosives should be buried and detonated. However, they were pressed for time. In addition, there were sand dunes that would block the dust and gravel, and they would not land on the vehicles.

”Let's go.”

The two men hurriedly ran to evacuate the scene.

”Stop! Don't move!”

Suddenly, a person was standing next to the vehicle waiting for them. This person was holding a pistol.

It was Zhang Zian.

”You…”

The Colonel's and the Consul's faces changed slightly, and they looked at one another. They smiled and said, ”What's wrong? Let's talk about it and not have that gun around. You could accidentally fire it.”

Zhang Zian was unmoved and continued pointing the gun at them. He said, ”Hand over the remote control, and then go back and remove the explosives.”

”Is there a misunderstanding? Didn't we get along well before?” The Colonel and the Consul were slowly moving to the left and right without leaving any traces, slowly encircling him from both sides.