Chapter 1666

No one can tell why the sandstorm near the ancient city of Shule arose.

I only know that 30 years ago, when the ancient city of Shule was inundated by sandstorms, it experienced periodic sandstorm attacks.

If meteorological satellite observation is used, dynamic images can be formed.

You can see that within a hundred kilometers of the ancient city of Shule, from the southeast to the northwest, there is a continuous evil wind.

It is this evil wind that makes the Taklimakan Desert expand to the northwest at the speed of 10 meters per year.

Perhaps tens of thousands of years later, the entire center of the Asian continent will be completely reduced to desert.

Who said that.

Ten thousand years later, things are too long, just look at the day and night.

A hundred kilometers.

It takes half an hour to drive an ordinary car at full speed.

It's not too short to say. The East-West longitudinal extension of Beijing is also 100 kilometers long. It takes ordinary people a day and a night to walk on two legs.

I want to walk 100 kilometers against the wind in the sand.

No one can do it.

No evil.

At most, Li Nan Nan walked 20 kilometers under the wind and sand because Lao Hei was eager to find a safe harbor.

It's going to take a little rest before we can do something to kill people in the dark.

Without the black dragon, the mercenaries of the United States would be even more crazy if they wanted to cross the sand by themselves.

These mercenaries received a call from Lao Hei, saying that when the operation was cancelled today, they were very confused.

Of course, Lao Hei would not tell them that he was scared away because he heard the name of "Mr. Gao". He just said that he watched the sky at night and found that everything was not right today, so he went back to his home.

This makes a group of foreign mercenaries who come to China very angry.

Do you think that the satellite smuggling plan, which was worked out with great difficulty, can be abandoned when you watch the stars at night?

So the mercenary leader, a phone call back to Shangfeng, said something more.

The response given by Meidi Shangfeng is to escort the satellite to leave within 12 hours at all costs, leaving no survivors if necessary.

It's such an order that old black, who still has a chance of life, has no chance to live.

So many mercenaries with excited mood, drove straight to Shule ancient city, and then sadly encountered a sandstorm that will last more than ten hours.

A group of mercenaries are only responsible for the peripheral reception, and they have never considered stepping into the Taklimakan Desert.

Therefore, they are not familiar with the natural environment around the ancient city of Shule, and they do not know that this sandstorm will last for more than ten hours.

As a mercenary, it claims to be able to compete with the elite forces in the world.

How can a little sand block their progress.

This group of people rushed forward without looking back. After they were really surrounded by sandstorm, they were completely stupid.

The leader of the team leader regretted playing Laohei's book to his superior. If he didn't slander Laohei behind his back, there would be no order to send the satellite away within 12 hours.

This command is a sword hanging over their heads.

Go straight ahead, there's still life.

But once back, the lowest punishment is to leave a whole body.

After the team of 12 people was unwilling to move forward in the sand, they had to get off and push two vans rented temporarily.

This kind of bread made in China is unlikely to withstand the strong wind.

Scrapping is a small matter, not at most.

But if you run into a small-scale hurricane, the whole car and the people in it will fly to the sky. How unjust it is to die.

Therefore, the car can't drive.

Only a group of people can form a long line, fix themselves with ropes, rely on the front of the van to block the wind and sand, and push the car on foot.

As the sun sets, we march against the wind for hours.

No matter how elite the troops are, their combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened.

The leader of the team saw that if he went on like this again, even if he caught up with Lao Hei, these subordinates had no ability to deal with the crisis, so they had no choice but to order him to find a shelter for the time being.

Heard the boss's order, many team members wanted to shout at that time.

As a result, as soon as I opened my mouth, I took a big mouthful of sand, gritted my teeth bitterly, and quickly found a place to stop, drink and gargle.

But people's life is always hard to express.

Just like the famous taxi theory, when you don't want to take a taxi, empty cars fly by. When you are in a hurry to travel, taxis want to protect animals. They can't see for a long time.

This group of mercenaries were also molested by God.

Before, I was so focused on rushing forward that I couldn't see the desert everywhere on the road.

Now I want to stop, but I can't even see a slightly higher dune.

It's another two hours of hard work. After they finally find a suitable shelter, can their excitement be described by words?

Of course not.

But even if words can't describe it, they also want to cheer loudly to express their inner joy.

As a result, he opened his mouth and filled his mouth with sand. He shut his mouth again and went on.

Finally, after decades of hard preparation, in the small shelter surrounded by Gobi and two vans, all the mercenaries finally had the opportunity to take out their portable water bottles, irrigate and gargle, and feel the meaning of living.

When everyone gets rid of the dust and considers how to fix it on the spot, a drop of cold suddenly falls on someone's face.

"Is it raining?"

The man put his hand on his face and looked up at the sky.

As a result, she was fascinated by the dust, which made her understand that it could not rain in such a place.

Since it wasn't rain, what was the liquid that fell on his cheek?

It seems sticky.

When this man was cleaning up the dust in his eyes and thinking about whether there was bird excrement falling on his face in this ghost weather.

The small head of the mercenary yelled in everyone's ears: "blood, it's blood, all on guard!"

Yes, it's blood.

It's a 20 cm long playing knife in Li NanFang's hand. When it stabs into someone's throat, it brings out blood that goes with the wind and sand, and falls on someone's face before it dries up.

Li Nanfang always thinks that the best time to kill people is at night.

Only in the dark can the blood of those damned people not scare the good people living in the sunshine.

An old black hand, who wrapped himself up in a sleeping bag and buried himself in the sand, may be dreaming about the wonderful scene of his ten daughters at night.

He was stabbed in the throat with a knife.

Then, with a quiet smile, did not make a sound to change the world.

He died peacefully, without any pain or fear.

This makes Li Nanfang, who killed him, have no sense of guilt in his heart.

Aunt often said "more than 18 kinds of painless death method", there is no manned sleep piercing throat this one?

Maybe.

But that doesn't matter.

When I think of my aunt, Li Nanfang is more energetic.

He thought that after so many things, if he used the power of the black dragon again, he would not be tired again.

After all, boss Li feels that his mental strength has grown a lot.

Unfortunately, the fact is that when he completely poked his head out of the truck, although he still had the strength to release a sand scorpion and look for the target with wide eyes, he soon fell asleep under the car.

Fortunately, those on guard didn't have the habit of checking the chassis.

Fortunately, these people live in the ancient city of Shule without any danger all the year round and lose their sense of crisis.

This made Li Nanfang sleep for three or four hours and live well.

In order to thank them, Li Nanfang made himself a ghost and sent them to another world in a quiet way.

Otherwise, depending on his violent temper, he must take out his gun, aim at the fuel tanks of several cars around him, pull the trigger, and then drive away when the gang are struggling in the sea of fire.

At the end of the day, it's necessary to erect the middle finger at them.

Their negligence brought the kindness of boss Li.

When boss Li thinks of aunt Yue when he is kind, he will think of the scene when his little aunt is in Qingshan women's prison.

Hurry to finish the task, return to my aunt's arms, and then hold my dear aunt to talk about how his nephew made great achievements in seizing back the satellite from Wan Jun.

Isn't that a happy life.

With the motivation of life, it's natural to work harder.

The 30 men of Lao Hei died peacefully, no matter in the car or in the sandstorm, except for the two guys with their heads down who were napping at the top of the Gobi safe harbor.

Old black is not dead.

Because he's the boss.

Leaders should always be given more preferential treatment than the masses.

Li Nanfang also wants Lao Hei to live longer.

However, there is no way for Lao Hei to die by himself.

After a long day's sleep, Lao Hei stealthily lurks to the top of the Gobi in southern Li. When he solves the last two people, he gets up to pee.

As soon as he got out of the car, he didn't untie his belt. Lao Hei was startled by a white figure with half his body.

The shadow seems to have been hanging on the Gobi with a great gradient.

If it's in the daytime or when there's plenty of light, Lao Hei must be able to see that it's a white shirt.

Li Nanfang was afraid of soiling the stand collar Chinese tunic coat, so he took off the white shirt which was put aside.

"What is it?"

Lao Hei asked subconsciously, which destroyed the beauty of boss Li's sending people away in silence.

Despite cursing the art destroying nigger, Li Nanfang jumped twice to the top of the Gobi.

Two people on guard, still in the confused state of being awakened by the boss's voice, felt a cool wind into their necks one after another, and their body strength slowly passed out where the cool wind came in.

"Bang! Bang

Two sounds of human body landing make Lao Hei wake up.

This guy is a wonderful guy.

After realizing his situation for a moment, he didn't waste his time shouting or kicking his subordinates to fight back.

He just ran into the cab of the truck with a speed totally out of proportion to his 1.9-meter-high and 290 Jin body, started the ignition, stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

Lao Hei's idea is very simple.

No matter who is coming, it has been revealed.

His confidants will wake up the first time, and expose the whereabouts of the enemy for a fierce battle.

The time that my little brother stopped the killing God was enough for him to run tens of thousands of miles with the wind.

What he didn't expect was that those younger brothers had lost the chance to stop the enemy long before he woke up.

It's dark and windy at night. The bright light of the car lights makes the vision difference, and makes the old black unable to see the situation behind him.

He also disdained to see, just deep step on the accelerator, constantly accelerating.

Who knows, there are more than a dozen figures under the light of the lights in front of the big goods.

"The enemy's helper!"

Old black heart to the front of the group of people's identity set sex, and then pulled out the pistol from the waist.