At dusk, a Jeep Wrangler raced across the dim plain, like a dirt dragon dozens of meters long, its diesel engine roaring across the land.
Inside the Jeep, Chen Chen sat in the back seat, silently watching the last glow on the horizon burn away, like a dying campfire.
They had spent a long time talking with the person in charge of Rossing Uranium Mine. By the time they were ready to return to Walvis Bay, night had already fallen.
Besides Chen Chen, the car held the driver, Cheng Chao, as well as Qian Wenhuan and Wang Liang.
The Jeep wasn't going very fast. Namibia's roads had no streetlights, and if not for the nearby Rossing Uranium Mine, there wouldn't even have been a smooth asphalt road here.
Wang Liang, in the passenger seat, pulled out a pack of Furongwang cigarettes. He stuck one in Cheng Chao's mouth as he drove, then put one between his own lips.
"Click!"
A lighter flicked on. Wang Liang lit his cigarette, then cupped the flame and held it out to Cheng Chao.
The lighter illuminated the inside of the car, making it even harder to see outside.
Chen Chen instinctively turned around, and caught sight of a few scattered orange-yellow lights flickering faintly on either side of the road.
At the same time, a shrill engine roared behind them. It sounded like a powerful vehicle accelerating to catch up.
"Turn left ninety degrees."
Chen Chen spoke without warning.
Wang Liang, who was lighting Cheng Chao's cigarette, and Qian Wenhuan both froze. But Cheng Chao didn't hesitate for a moment. Almost the instant Chen Chen spoke, he wrenched the steering wheel to the left!
Screee—
The sudden turn sent everyone lurching to the right. Taking advantage of the moment, Chen Chen looked out the