Well this one should be done by the end of the day" thought Katrina. Jonas seemed to be getting more used to the Drone, and she was reviewing the footage.
A glint of yellow caught her eye, and she asked Jonas to fly the little machine over. Her eyes widened as she called over the comms.
“There is Rover buried in sand,” she said, relaying the co ordinates. “It looks like uncovered by dust storm. Maybe very recent.”
While the others continued with the survey, Marcus and Jake drove over. They soon started to get pings on the short range sensors, and after about fifteen minutes they had located it.
The rover was about half buried, and was painted a bright yellow. The model was a standard one by Shanghai GM, and of a type still in current use. There were no unusual company markings, though much of the superstructure was still buried.
Jake lit up a cigarette as they stared out of the cab.
“Bloody odd way out here. What do you think?” commented Marcus.
Jake squinted at the Rover for another couple of beats, then stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.
“Odd or not, there will be something inside that Rover that we can make good use of. Spares, medical supplies, ammo, gear to sell. I ain’t just leavin’ it there for someone else to strip.”
He checked his belt – revolver to the left; knife to the right. then slung the AFL-16 over his head. He headed around to the back of their own Rover, rummaged around in the locker and emerged with a shovel.
They spent half an hour dismounting and fitting the bucket, and then started to dig out the vehicle. After scooping the dirt in a rough crater around the Rover they suited up and opened the airlock. Jake handed Marcus a spade.
“Make yerself bleedin’ useful, will you? Grab this and lend a bleedin’ ’and.”
“Gimme a sec.” replied Marcus, walking up to Jake and checking his Mars Suit. He made a quick adjustment to the heating unit. “There, now your suit will compensate better for the rise in body temperature from all the digging.” pausing, he laughed. “I’ll take that shovel now.”