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Chapter 331 Chapter 330 - Dust and Patterns - 1
Bu Zelu officially set off at 9:15 in the morning. The sunshine was not the strongest at this time. He talked with the crew for less than an hour.

In fact, more people are concentrated in this time period, because today we will face the desert stage, and it is best to run at this time sooner or later.

Nobody wants to set off after lunch, when the sun isn't too scary.

Following Bu Zelu's departure, what comes into view is a boundless desert, which is different from the one in the Middle East that does not grow at an early age.

On the contrary, it is a bit like a desert in the United States, with various giant cacti and green plants dotted throughout.

In a large desert, there are also all kinds of sand dunes, and the further you go, the larger the size of the sand dunes.But throughout the special stage, the feeling of Buzexiu will keep changing.

Perhaps this is the difference between the deserts of South America and North America.

The front is still running well, and today's non-navigation route is after the second timing point. After passing the second timing point, they only have one general direction to guide them to the 'dust' area.

The old driver of the team did not guess correctly, because the third timing point today is in the middle of the 'dust', so all the drivers had to go this way to sign in the middle.

Falling, falling, falling infinitely, there is nothing to do with this kind of road shoes, and the car will get stuck from time to time.

And falling will not hurt at all, as if falling halfway on the sponge cushion, the deepest step was directly buried, what is it like to be buried in the dust.

Forget it, the most disgusting thing is that the smoke and dust brought up by the propeller of the accompanying camera plane in the distance should not be too large.

And this bastard camera plane seems to be chasing Bu Zelu to take pictures. There is a lot of dust here, and the motorcycles in front and behind are not far away, and the visual distance in front of him is almost less than 50 meters.

'Grand, NMSL! 'This really pissed off Bu Zelu. The plane was still flying far away with a bit of dust, but there was too much smoke and dust nearby, and this bastard actually lowered the altitude.

Wouldn't it be more dusty.

It seems that the helicopter also reacted and raised the hover altitude again.

Bu Ze struggled to support the bike and rode up again, and made an international gesture to the helicopter, but he immediately realized that the dust was too big for the other party to see.

The camera suddenly saw Bu Zelu running in the opposite direction, no, he was riding towards them for a certain distance, and then made a circle on the spot and adjusted the direction.

There was a lot of dust, and the helicopter couldn't figure out what Bu Zelu was doing, but he could see Bu Zelu driving towards them for a distance of about 100 meters. After drawing two circles, he rode back again.

Bu Zelu, who returned to the traffic lane, once again competed with the dry grass and the floating dust, and the smoke and dust behind him slowly fell down.

An embarrassing scene suddenly appeared on the broadcast screen. As the smoke cleared, Bu Zelu had just turned back towards the plane and a traffic lane appeared at a distance of 100 meters.

The traffic lane with two circles and a carrot was drawn by Bu Zelu on the floating dust with a wheel.

At this time, a group of people sitting in the base camp watching the live broadcast suddenly froze and cheered again. This is a picture of a man crying and a woman blushing.

100 meters long, who doesn't shed tears?
"Can't this bastard signal for the plane to leave?" Daniel said with a wry smile. He also understood now that the organizer wanted to show Bu Zelu a shot out of good intentions.

However, the dust raised by the plane shooting in this area is bigger than that produced by the drivers. Anyway, they just saw that the picture was almost full of smoke, smoke and dust. fell to the ground.

You must know that not many riders fell down due to sand in the desert ahead.

This time the scene was not replayed but quickly cut to the desert stage.

Bu Zelu rode for a while and suddenly couldn't hear the sound of the propeller. Looking back, the plane finally evacuated the area.

'MD, I owe you scolding! ... Oops, Gan! '

Just finished scolding someone who was inattentive and fell on the sponge cushion again.

At this time, most of the logistics staff also understood why Bu Zelu drew a pattern to scold the camera crew. The dust caused by the helicopter really affected the players too much.

Although there were indeed some wonderful scenes on that stretch of road that everyone wanted to see, the poached egg and carrot pattern was no longer visible as we walked along.

Without the motorcycle group, you can only go to the car group and the truck group.

The straight-line distance of the dusty road is not very long, which is about 20 kilometers. It took almost an hour for Bu Zelu to walk out, after all, the speed here cannot be raised at all.

If you go too fast, you will get stuck in the dust, and if you go too slow, you will get stuck in the dust. You need to maintain a constant speed, and you also need to find some hay places for the tires to press on while moving forward.

This is the slowest stage that Bu Zelu has participated in this Dakar run, basically maintaining a speed of 20-30 kilometers, but even this cannot avoid falling.

I finally figured out this damn road, and the rest of the stage turned into a desert again, but this desert is a bit like Gobi, not pure sand, but it is much more tire-friendly than the previous two stages.

At least the grip is guaranteed.

With the guidance of the road book and the "flick of the finger" navigation, the 456-kilometer walk under the guidance of the organizer finally returned to the base camp before 2 o'clock.

It took more than 5 hours to finish this stage. When Bu Zelu returned to the base camp, he once again saw the organizer's camera and gave him an international gesture without any politeness.

Ignoring the media, I drove to check in, and then rode back to the maintenance area.

There are many problems to be dealt with during this trip to the desert. Cleaning up the sand is the biggest problem. The most important thing is to wash the car and even replace the engine. Today Bu Ze’s shoes fell too much in the dusty area.

Fortunately, the next day was a rest day, and the maintenance team was given enough time. Bu Zelu even suspected that the rest day of the second day was for all the drivers to quickly adjust their cars.

After Bu Zelu returned to his home maintenance area, he got off the car. Just getting off the car normally brought up a side of dust. These were all hung on the cycling clothes before.

Bu Ze took off the helmet with difficulty, and was choked directly, coughing while fanning the ashes in front of him.

"Puchi~"

"Giggle~" X3
Bu Zelu was very aware of how dirty it was now, so he wiped his face with dust, and rolled his eyes at the ridicule of the three girls.

Then quickly tore off the riding clothes, and then a large piece of dust flew out, and Bu Ze shoes completely changed places while taking off the riding clothes.

The most disgusting thing is that this cycling suit is one-piece. In the end, I had to sit on the ground and hold my breath to take off the clothes.

"Plop~" Bu Zelu didn't care about anything, and directly plunged his head into the bucket next to him, which made his mouth and nose feel better.

Like a dog, he came out of the water and shook his head vigorously, and wiped his long hair.

"Pat, pat, what are you shooting, believe it or not, I will beat you!" Bu Zelu glared at Matthew.

As a result, a group of people in the pit lane all laughed.

Bu Zelu didn't know why, but Viniya reacted quickly, and quickly took a towel and walked over, "I'll talk about it later, let's take a shower in the car first, um, let's wash it outside the car first."

Cha Ruoyu covered her mouth and handed over a mobile phone, and Bu Zelu immediately understood when she looked at the interface of the mobile phone in the state of taking pictures.

It's a good thing he didn't wash it. Now his face looks like a tabby cat, with water stains, white, yellow, and black. When paired with his facial features, it makes people laugh.

Any action you make is an emoticon.

"Don't take too many, take one, click~" Zaina directly took a picture with her mobile phone.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you! If you dare to send it out, I'll fight with you!" Bu Zelu shouted and rushed over.

"click~"

Bu Zelu turned his head and saw that Cha Ruoyu, a little girl, had also learned badly.

Zaina ran fast, but Cha Ruoyu was close at hand, she grabbed her and printed her face on Cha Ruoyu's shirt.

"Puchi, hahahahahahahahahaha..."

This time Bu Zelu also laughed.

This picture is not as classic as "Forrest Gump", nor is it as handsome as the icon of Dakar, but it is stupid and cute.

Yibu Zelu has a visual sense of embossing the face in the snow, which is completely the primary version of the emoticon package of later generations.

After laughing, Bu Zelu hurried to take a shower. After all, he was really dirty now. He wiped his face with a towel before running to the RV in the living area.

"You wait, just wash it outside first, you are so dirty, don't go in!" Viniya stopped Bu Zelu and got into the car just like that, then pinched Bu Zelu's clothes with her fingertips and dragged her to the back of the car.

"Is it still possible to take a bath here?" Bu Zelu was really shocked.

Viniya gave Bu Zelu a "rare and strange" look. Isn't the shower outside the car a standard configuration of the RV?

"Um, just wash like this. Find something to block me. What if someone takes a secret photo?" Bu Zelu pointed around.

"Who told you to take it off, didn't you wear underwear? It's just swimming shorts! Go in and wash it well." Viniya waved her hand and returned to the car again.

"You're still filming, believe it or not!" Bu Zelu glared at Matthew. He knew that this was the documentary material Daniel was talking about. If he could shoot more, he would sell it when he retired. That's a lot of money.

Even if you don't make it yourself, if you send this material, you still have the copyright.

After groping around for a while, Bu Zelu knew how to use it. With the washing of the water, Bu Zelu simply washed his clothes together, and now his feet turned into black water. What he knew was that he was taking a bath, but he didn’t know I thought this guy was emptying gray water tanks in public areas.

Matthew didn't really leave, but just moved a little farther away. These are all pictures to be taken, and he thinks they are also very interesting scenes.

In the end, Bu Zelu stood outside the car wearing a pair of cycling shorts. At this time, there were many riders passing by the living area.

(End of this chapter)