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The expedition’s fifth day on the bleak steppe ends in disaster. While the party presses onward without a local guide—elder Damdin having refused—the horses of Bayar and the Russian geologist Panov are attacked by a blue‑grey wolf. The animal tears at the animals; Panov receives a leg wound and both men lose their compasses, leaving them unable to navigate.
Exhausted and half‑conscious, Bayar and Panov share their last provisions: a half‑square of chocolate, a small water‑filled canister and a few “Kazbek” cigarettes. Their conversation oscillates between bitter jokes, petty arguments and deeper reflections. Bayar repeatedly thinks of Gerel and wonders whether his suffering is a punishment for his unresolved feelings. Panov, in pain, mutters fragments of a WWII “fast horse” legend and reads a faded wartime letter addressed to him, exposing his lingering trauma.
As night falls, a violent sandstorm erupts, turning the plain into a white‑out. The two men scramble to fashion a shelter from a broken wagon tarp and a shallow stone depression that will later be identified as the stone shelter at Zürkh Kharakhan. They attempt crude defenses—rigging a makeshift spear, a jammed pistol, and a bow from a horse‑tail—to keep the wolf pack at bay. The storm and the wolves force them into a desperate, claustrophobic stand‑still, with Panov’s leg injury worsening and both men bleeding and dehydrated.
Psychologically, the ordeal deepens their existential dread. Bayar’s internal monologue drifts to Gerel and the meaning of his sacrifice; Panov’s recollections turn to loyalty, loss, and the futility of academic rationality when faced with primal danger. Their trivial talk about chocolate, water and cigarettes becomes a coping mechanism, a thread of humanity amid the indifferent desert.
By the chapter’s close, Bayar and Panov are badly wounded, compass‑less, and surrounded by howling wolves as the sandstorm reaches its peak. They have found a shallow shelter that offers minimal protection, but with no guide, dwindling supplies, and the storm still raging, their survival remains uncertain, setting up the next desperate push toward safety.