Chapter 790

To make sure that the surrounding environment had calmed down and there was no more abnormal situation, the people slowly opened the door.

Outside, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the air is fresh. It doesn't look like a storm passing through.

After landing, we kept shaking off the accumulated dust and gravel on our bodies. It took us a long time to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's a great disaster. You'll have a good fortune if you don't die!" Tony couldn't help feeling.

"I didn't expect to experience a sandstorm. In the past, this kind of thing was only on the big screen."

Stationmaster listened to laugh to tease: "I see your reaction is very quick, completely unlike the first encounter."

"Well, after all, we represent the guardian of public welfare. We dare not work without any professional quality."

Brother Chen is very proud at the moment. Before he set out, it was Jiang Anzhi who threw them to the field survival circle where Zhuang Wei was. He trained them for a series of emergencies such as sandstorm, desert swamp, beast attack and so on.

At the beginning, they thought it was exaggerating. After all, how could they meet these problems when recording variety shows? Unexpectedly, they met a sandstorm the next day.

Yan Mingkai also felt deeply that the content of these two days can be made into several programs. If it wasn't for Mr. Xiaofeng, they ran fast just now, he and the photographer were still standing in the same place.

"But it's just a small storm. The impact of air convection is sudden and will soon disperse. If there is a sandstorm, we'll be stuck here tonight. Maybe we'll even overturn our cars and people. "

"So serious?" People were stunned. Just now, they felt that death was coming. I can't imagine what a sandstorm would be like.

People can't help but care:

"Do you often meet them?"

"Once in a while. Storms usually occur in spring and winter, when the weather is relatively dry. Now it's good to have plenty of rain. Strong convective air will burst into small sandstorms, but they are not particularly violent. "

The hardship revealed by the stationmaster in a few words can be seen, and everyone is sighing.

"Just get used to it." The station chief comforted the public: "moreover, our sand control projects have achieved certain results over the years, at least the super dust storms have not broken out as frequently as before."

If it had not been stopped before, maybe half of the northwest would have become a desert.

"Uncle stationmaster, you have worked hard." Jiang Che said, slowly moved to the side of the stationmaster, give him a big smile.

Like Wang Bingbing, the stationmaster who dedicated his youth to this land is still unmarried.

Looking at the little Mengmeng Bata in front of him, his heart was too soft. Slightly bent down to smile at Jiang Che.

"Fishing back home, to tell your classmates, we must protect the environment, but also work hard to study, grow up together for our motherland dedicated youth, OK?"

"Well." Jiang Che nodded and stretched out his claws to hook him up.

Yan Mingkai quietly opened his mobile phone and recorded this beautiful and touching scene.

Seeing that it was evening, the party arranged their vehicles and prepared to go back.

Before leaving, Jiang Che specially took the empty mineral water bottle to the side to pour sand.

"Fishing, what are you doing?" Zhu zhengkui is a little strange.

"The first time I met a sandstorm, I took it back as a souvenir and gave it to others by the way." Jiang Che answered naturally.

When the children said this, they suddenly felt that the sand was very meaningful, and quietly looked for empty bottles of sand.

On the way back, Zhu zhengkui and Cai Jiao suddenly remember that when they went to Sichuan, Jiang Che also picked up a bag of bamboo leaves.