"Sigh, I can only take some photos now. Dad, come on, take a few for me." Zhang Fan tossed his phone to his dad, then immediately lay down beside the ravine that the black storm had ravaged, striking a pose.
"This kid…"
The group from Varidas was at a loss for words.
But looking at those deep ravines, they were breaking out in a cold sweat.
They were only two hundred meters away, damn it, if the tornado within the black storm had swept towards them, would they have any way out?
"Right, call for help!" Varidas instantly ran over to Zhang Dongyang and asked, "Any signal?"
Zhang Dongyang lowered his phone, and when Varidas saw "No Service" on it, he completely deflated.
"Didn't you guys bring a satellite phone?" Zhang Dongyang asked.
Varidas shrugged and said, "We did, but not anymore."
Zhang Dongyang, too, shook his head helplessly; he had also lost his satellite phone. Otherwise, he would have called for help long ago.
