The Horror of the Abyss

**Strange sound in the desert** The scorching sun was scorching Lop Nur, and the interior of the off-road vehicle was as hot as a steamer. Lin Ye drank the last half of the bottle of water, sweat still rolling down his forehead. The car radio continued to make a piercing noise, like countless bugs burrowing into the ears. He was supposed to evacuate with the exploration team, but was left behind to recover seismometer data. However, a sandstorm cut off communications and equipment malfunctioned one after another. At this moment, all he had left was three packets of biscuits and a tank of gas that was about to bottom out. Suddenly, the radio noise changed its tone, and it sounded like a regular beep, like Morse code. Lin Ye tensed his nerves: How could there be artificial signals in this no-man's land? He thought of the strange metal pipe he dug up yesterday. The surface was engraved with unfamiliar symbols, and the cuts were so new that they didn't look old.