Several bold bandits also jumped down to join Lin Xiao's rescue operation. They pulled down more than a dozen thick iron chains and began to fix the tanks and trucks.

More and more bandits join the action, and they know that the greatest chance of survival is to fix these iron chains together and allow the tank group to form mutual support.

The tornado in the distance was covered with the sky, and the houses and vehicles that were rolled up in the center of the vortex symbolized that it had been raging for hundreds of kilometers and passed through the cities around the desert. At this moment, it seemed to have eyes rushing towards Lin Xiao and others.

“Start up!”

Lin Xiao glanced at the state of the tornado and roared desperately in the wind and sand.

Time is tight and the tornado is getting closer and closer, and the strong air pressure it brings begins to press on people's nerves.

Huh! Sand pours into the ears, nose and throat, making it difficult to breathe, while the huge wind blows people around and around and makes it difficult to control their bodies.

With his powerful strength, Lin Xiao grabbed the two iron chains tightly, approached the tank step by step in the wind and sand, and tied them together firmly.

Lin Xiao's first step was successful, and he gave everyone a good start. The bandits' confidence increased greatly and they acted more enthusiastically.

There are not many fixed positions in the tank. There are special reverse hooks at the bottom of the tail, but the bearing capacity is not good. If the wind is strong, it will definitely be pulled and broken.

Lin Xiao directly passed the iron chain through the middle of the tank's tracks and bent it into an S-shaped fixed area, which was effective although it wasted time.

"Come on everyone!"

Apakin yelled.

In order to survive, these bandits also tried their best to use almost all the tools they could use.

Eight minutes later, five tanks and trucks were firmly fixed together, like a ball of rotten iron gathering in the center of the desert.

The fixed convoy has indeed become much more stable, and the current wind and sand can no longer shake them.

Lin Xiao quickly identified the surrounding environment and found that they were lucky, just on a sand slope, so that even if the terrain changes, they would not be buried deep in the sand.

"Please be careful! Don't enter the vehicle. After wearing protective items, tie yourself to the tank with a rope, press down on your body, and hide it in the gap between the vehicles."

Lin Xiao shouted at everyone.

Everyone was stunned when they heard Lin Xiao's words, and they were a little confused, so they didn't enter the tank to avoid it?

Isn't this seeking death?

Waiting outside to wait for being swept into the air by a tornado?

Some people disagreed with Lin Xiao's words and had already opened the tank top door and drilled in at all costs.

Soon, most of the bandits got in and locked the ceiling door firmly.

It really feels much safer inside.

What they hear is the storm of wind and sand, but their eyes and bodies cannot feel the rampage. They feel that they are really safe.

"Hmph! Lin Xiao didn't let us get in. He wanted to get in first to avoid it, right?"

"We can't squeeze out any more, hurry up and fix the top door so that they can't get in."

"Only in a tank is the safest one!"

"Anyway, it's fixed. No matter how powerful the tornado is, it can't carry hundreds of tons of heavy objects."

"Yes! Let's hold on, the tornado will pass by soon, and after that we will be safe!"

"This ghost weather!"

The bandits who did not squeeze into the vehicle began to curse because of fear. They were almost desperate. Staying outside was looking for death.

Apakin glanced at Lin Xiao and found that he was squeezing under the tank. Out of trust in him, he shouted to the bandits who were still outside, "Everyone listened to the words of the adults, got into the gaps under the tank and the vehicle, and fixed their bodies."

"Oh shit!"

"This ghost mission!"

"Life and death are fate!"

At this time, everyone felt a sense of resentment towards Lin Xiao.

If you hadn't followed you to the Western Desert, you wouldn't have encountered such a thing.

Stay at their underground base without being affected by tornadoes at all.

And Lin Xiao seems to have a problem with his command. Shouldn’t he hide in the tank immediately in this situation?

Let everyone hide outside, isn’t that waiting to be swept away by a tornado?

The tornado made a strange whimper, as if the heaven and earth were crying.

When the huge black dragon roared and moved over, even Lin Xiao felt a sense of powerlessness.

No matter what grandmaster or super warrior, if you are caught in the center of the vortex under such a might, you may not even have any scum left.

Lin Xiao pressed his body desperately into the bottom of the tank, grabbed the bottom plates on both sides with both hands, and then drilled his entire body into the protective suit.

Buzz! At this moment, even the sound seemed to have disappeared.

There is only one voice in everyone's ears that exists forever, that is the roar of the storm.

Now no one cares about others and is working hard to find a place to hide.

There is almost no other place to hide except for the gaps and bottoms of the tank.

They could only pray in their hearts that the tornado's body should not pass through the central position, and there would be a glimmer of vitality.

Boom! However, everyone was desperate after hearing a huge roar.

The tornado's body seemed to have really grown eyes and rolled wildly towards the location of the tank.

The sand was rolled up to a height of thousands of meters, mixed with the tornado, forming an extremely huge yellow dragon.

The yellow dragon spreads its teeth and dances with majestic claws, and the dragon roars in the sky, making the sun and the moon light and the sky and the earth lose its color.

Wow! Even if the tanks connected together weigh hundreds of tons, they still do not resist the huge power of the sky.

It was swept up the moment the tornado passed by.

Crazy! Bang bang bang! Tanks and trucks were squeezed and hit each other and flew straight out.

Fortunately, all the vehicles are connected, and they rely on each other to increase the inertia force, so they are not rolled to a very high place.

At this time, people inside the tank were lucky, and they didn't need to face the tornado tearing.

Relying on the bandits hiding outside the tank, they were blown around and ran around. Some people with bad luck had been swept away by the strong wind and were sucked into the sky.

The tank group rolled past about ten meters above the ground and then smashed into the yellow sand.

Wow! The yellow sand in the sky seemed to be sprinkling the Yellow River from the sky, completely submerging the vehicle group.

After the tornado passed, the sand slope just now had become flat, while the sand pit not far away was much higher.

The terrain has completely changed. Even the guide who is most familiar with the desert terrain, it is impossible to recognize where the place is in front of him.
Chapter completed!