The scarlet sun lowered into the mountains of sand and slowly disappeared.
Nightfall was coming.
The group kept close together and slowed down their pace. As of now, preserving their lives was of importance above all else.
"Elder Shixiong, why don't you just send for an aircraft to deliver food and drinks for me? I am parched and famished. I'm exhausted."
Wang Mengyu pursed her cracked lips. Her mouth was dry as the dust beneath her feet.
"Is the thirst getting to your brain? Why don't you take your phone out and see if there's any signal?" Zhou Xiaokun sounded miffed. "Do you think we'd want to torture ourselves like this if we knew airdrops was possible from the beginning? We would already have had the planes drop us off at our destination!"
Wang Mengyu took out her phone and exclaimed, "God, it's true! There's no signal at all! Even the GPS is unresponsive!"