When we have left the last outpost of
civilization, there is no hope of
being helped or rescued. Even if we would bring sattelite communication it
wouldn't be of much help, there is no one we could call for a pick up. If
we run out of food or if we can't find any drinkable water, a catastrophe
is a fact. If someone gets injured or ill, we have to deal with that
ourselves.
In short: It's we and the Chang Tang.
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