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Chapter 51: Entering No Man's Land

No one disagreed, and no one dared to disagree, so Ji Yunhe put the link on the shelf.

Five thousand yuan is not expensive, but not too little either.

The price of a mobile phone is not even as expensive as the latest satellite phone.

The items were sold out. Ji Yunhe looked at the data in the background and saw that many of them were snatched by several netizens named Outdoor Adventure.

It is expected that these people would rush to buy.

Compared to places where everyone has a mobile phone and signal coverage is everywhere, outdoor bloggers who love all kinds of adventures are crazy about this thing.

Is there anything more desperate than not being able to receive a signal in the mountains? If there is, it is losing your cell phone, being chased and losing contact with the main force.

She was about to close the backend order when an IP address suddenly caught her attention.

Ji Yunhe clicked on the specific address and saw that the name of the person who placed the order was not Chinese. He frowned, but then quickly relaxed his brows.

This day finally came.

But isn't this exactly what she wants?

"Everyone, we will be crossing the no-man's land this afternoon. Please continue to check your belongings, especially the satellite phones. If anyone doesn't have one or it's broken, please let me know so I can adjust the plan."

At the entrance in the fog, a man in his forties with dark skin and a mustache was standing on a car with a loudspeaker, talking incessantly about the precautions for crossing the no-man's land.

His name is Martin and he is a professional outdoor sports enthusiast.

This time he formed a team to cross the no-man's land, which was not only the fulfillment of his lifelong wish but also the biggest challenge in his life.

Including him, there were ten people in total who crossed the no-man's land. Most of them came from all over the country and were avid outdoor sports enthusiasts.

The foggy shadow is one of the most dangerous places in China today. So far, very few people have been able to successfully cross the no-man's land.

Martin prepared for this journey for five full years before he dared to step in.

Now, this time has finally arrived. Since the team was formed, he has reminded everyone three times a day of the precautions for crossing the no-man's land.

Fortunately, the hikers were not novices. Even though their ears were callused from hearing the same thing, they still carefully checked the equipment they carried with them.

Everyone was doing the final check, except for a slightly younger man who was motionless.
After checking his things, Martin walked up to him and saw that he was wearing headphones and staring at the phone intently, crying and laughing, and occasionally scratching the screen.

He frowned and handed over a bottle of water. "Xiao Luo, have you checked your phone? We are going to cross the no-man's land this afternoon, and there can't be any accidents with this thing."

Luo Hao was tapping his phone when he heard Martin's voice. He kicked the backpack next to him and said casually, "Captain Ma, I have packed everything. All the things are in the backpack."

Martin squatted down, fumbled in the compartment of the backpack, and after confirming that there was a satellite phone inside, he put it back. "Then you'd better check and see what you need, so that you don't go in and find yourself missing this or that," he advised worriedly.

"Okay, got it. I will." Luo Hao said perfunctorily, his eyes fixed on the screen without even glancing at him.

After being ignored again and again, even the good-tempered Martin felt a little angry. He put the water on the ground, stood up and went to check the next backpack.

Just as he left, Luo Hao, who had been tapping on his phone, finally stopped. He looked at the successful payment interface and finally smiled with relief.

It’s not a waste, luckily I got it.

He flexed his wrists, remembered what Martin had just told him, and casually flipped through his bag. Seeing that there was really nothing to add, he carried the bag back to the car.

As soon as he turned around, something fell from the edge of his unclosed backpack. It landed on the sand and was blown by the wind, quickly covering up all traces.

Before departure in the afternoon, Martin looked at his watch again and again. Seeing that the departure time had arrived, Luo Hao, who had gone to the toilet, had not returned for a long time. The other team members were getting a little impatient and complained with an unpleasant look on their faces.

"Really? Lazy people poop and pee a lot. Do they have to choose this time to go to the toilet?"

"Luckily this is the first time I team up with him. If we were to go on expeditions together often, I would probably be pissed off to death."

"There won't be a next time. He is such a troublemaker."

The team members were chattering to each other, and Martin's face darkened when he heard it. He raised his watch for the last time and looked at the dial with a surprised expression.

Wait until the last minute. If Luo Hao still doesn’t come back, then I won’t wait for him anymore.

The team hates this kind of troublemaker the most. It would be fine if he was honest, but this guy is not honest and doesn't listen to any advice. Does he really think he is a young master who is here to travel?
When the time came and the person still didn't show up, Martin put his hand down, pulled up his sleeves, opened the door and got into the car.

"let's go"

"Wait, I'm back"

As Martin put one foot on the pedal, he suddenly heard a sound. He turned around and saw Luo Hao running back holding a white foam box.

As he ran, he turned his head and spit out the sand that blew into his mouth.

"I'm here, I'm here. Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. It's my fault." He ran to the front of the convoy and bowed his head without hesitation to apologize to everyone.

The people in the convoy were not really trying to give face. Seeing that Luo Hao apologized sincerely, they didn't say anything more.

But everyone still looked sullen and ignored him, getting into their cars and starting the car.

Luo Hao happened to be in the same car with Martin. He came to the SUV with a red face and said ashamedly: "I'm sorry, Team Ma, I was delayed by something, but I didn't mean to do it. I promise there won't be a next time."

"Okay, okay, get in the car, we have to enter the no-man's land before dark." Martin raised his eyelids, without asking him too much about what he had done, he just got in the car with a calm expression and started the engine.

Seeing this, Luo Hao quickly opened the back door of the car, curled up in the seat with his luggage, and dared not say a word.

Except for the small episode at the beginning, fortunately, everyone did not encounter any difficulties afterwards. The convoy headed south and fortunately entered the no-man's land before dark.

As soon as they entered, all cell phone signals disappeared. As they went deeper, the temperature dropped sharply and animals that were rarely seen outside also came out.

After the team had dodged roe deer for who knows how many times, Martin finally decided to stop and rest.

Everyone got off the car and set up their tents. The dozen or so people were very experienced in this area, and three tents were set up in a short while.

Luo Hao was still upset about what happened in the afternoon, so after setting up the tent, he volunteered to keep watch.

Although Martin didn't say anything explicitly, at least the corners of his mouth curved up, and he was willing to give him a good look.

"Be safe and let us know if anything happens."

Luo Hao nodded hurriedly, wrapped in his down jacket and holding his sleeping bag, he sat outside the tent, acting as a diligent night watchman.

He said he volunteered to keep watch, but Martin couldn't really let anyone keep watch for the whole time, so he replaced the person in the second half of the night.

Luo Hao was really sleepy at this moment. Seeing that the cavalry repeatedly asked him to rest, he went back to the tent, pulled up his sleeping bag, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe half an hour, maybe three minutes.

He felt that he had just closed his eyes when the tent above his head was pulled open, and then a burst of hurried footsteps sounded.

(End of this chapter)