The heat wave swept across the desert, and the weather here was very strange. The sun was scorching during the day, but at night it seemed like it fell into an ice cellar. The world of ice and fire made it rare for people to come here.

Except for some adventure lovers and archaeologists, few outsiders set foot in this vast desert. Because countless historical civilizations are buried in this vast desert, there are only evil spirits and disappearing civilizations here, and there is no longer any vitality.

A small group of figures quickly raised their heads from a sand dune. It was already dim in front of them, as if the whole world was covered by wind and sand. They looked forward through the goggles with limited vision, and at most they could see three meters away.

After confirming that there was no danger in front of the safety, the team quickly set out from the hidden sand dunes and acted extremely cautiously. Even after confirming that there was no danger in front of the situation, they still kept looking around.

There were about a hundred people in this team, and each of them was filled with fatigue. It seemed that they had been walking for countless days and nights and had been fighting with this desert.

"Damn Fengsha, this should be the last time before dark." A leading man with a mustache took off his scarf and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with wind and sand.

"It should be so, it's dark in less than half an hour. From the beginning of this wind and sand to the present, it has become much weaker. I won't be able to stop after long." A muffled voice echoed beside the bearded man.

"It was this damn wind and sand that allowed us to hide in the dunes for five hours. Five hours, this is more precious than life for those of us wandering people now, ah..." The beard sighed long, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his words.

The muffled voice sounded again: "Don't worry, there are three days left. Once we pass through this desert, we can go to one of the temporary bases. There is water, food, transportation, and a lot of activity funds. Whenever we want to leave, or continue to stay and fight, you can do whatever you want."

The mustached man said angrily: "Of course we should stay and fight. Allah will always bless us and eventually defeat those hateful devils. But our water and food will probably last for less than three days."

The mustache looked at his kettle in embarrassment, with only half of the kettle left inside. The man with a muffled voice immediately patted his shoulder. In the wind and sand, his eyes showed a kind of persistent determination.

"Don't worry, as long as you have Allah in your heart, he will surely bless us to fight against the predicament we appear. We will also fight for Allah, and Allah will never abandon us."

This sentence seemed to be magical. Not only the bearded men, but also the militants around who heard this sentence flashed strange light in their eyes. It seemed that their Allah was standing in front of them and preaching the oracle to them.

The team advanced faster, and the wind and sand were gradually decreasing. From a distance, this team in the desert was moving forward like an ants in the flood. But they had a certain tenacious will, a will to never give up.

This team of people was a small group of remnant terrorists who escaped from a military base under Babu ten days ago. There were many squads like them throughout the desert.

There are not many doors for escape in the underground base, but even so, there are still a large number of terrorists who escaped the extinction-like pursuit.

As soon as they escaped from the base, they immediately broke into pieces, organized different underground bases, and agreed on the direction of escape. Then they quickly separated to avoid being annihilated by the Chinese army that caught up.

It happened that all the main offensive forces of the Chinese army were placed in various underground bases in Babu, and they did not pay special attention to these small forces that escaped, so they allowed these people to escape into the desert.

These people have a clear goal, which is a temporary base deeper in the desert. When they get there, they will have all the supplies they want. There, they will regain a new force.

Those temporary bases were built later and were originally used as warehouses and strategic reserves. Babu's original intention was to wait until the war came, and supply from the depths of the desert would be able to provide his troops with three years of needs.

But all this changed dramatically. The Chinese attack completely disrupted all Babu's original plans. It destroyed all his military forces and forced this former generation of hero to avoid leaving the country. Then his original secret temporary bases might be buried in the desert forever.

Unfortunately, Babu has not really finished the terrorist soldiers under his command. After losing all their spiritual sustenance, they are eager to find a place to fulfill their oath to Allah.

At this time, someone stood up and said that there was still a secret temporary base, so the remnants of the souls who escaped from the underground military base immediately rushed to the secret temporary base without hesitation.

They believe that the Chinese cannot stay in this desert forever. At most half a year, the Chinese will withdraw troops from here on a large scale. At that time, this place will still belong to them.

As long as they go to the legendary secret temporary base for a temporary rest, they will have enough troops and weapons to fight back again and continue to fight for their Allah.

Babu probably didn't expect this in advance. As he had collapsed, his soldiers were still stubbornly preparing to fight back and waiting for his return.

After nightfall, the wind and sand finally stopped. This team of people may be due to the motivation during the day, and the distance they walked out was more than twice as far as usual.

The strong spiritual desire supported them to keep going, from the cold that had just begun to night to the late night. At this time, the corners of the mouths of many soldiers had begun to be a little purple, and the man with a muffled voice immediately stopped the team and continued to move forward.

He had a big beard on his face, and after taking off his scarf, he looked like a pure-bred Arab. But his eyes were like the dark night, with a strange look.

"Everyone rests on the spot, cooks in a fire, and replenishes their physical fitness." The man said without any doubt. His original military rank was captain, so he was also the most majestic among this group of people.

Hearing the man's orders, the soldiers shouted comfortably without any hesitation and fell to the ground. The fire was quickly arose, and a warm feeling suddenly filled the bodies of the soldiers who were almost frozen.

"This damn desert is colder than at night in my hometown." A soldier took a big sip of wine, and the heat flowed all over his body. His eyes turned red, and he looked up at the dark sky, as if he thought of his hometown.

"Good, you still have feelings now. Many people have died in the base, and they will never be able to climb out." Another soldier teased from the side.

"It's all the Chinese devils who destroyed our homes and killed our brothers. One day, I will cut off the Chinese heads and avenge my brothers." The soldier with red eyes shook his wine pot viciously, took a big sip and threw it to his companion.

The bearded man looked at the tired soldier with a smile on his lips. He turned to the bearded man and said, "Sor, the soldiers are still very arrogant. It seems that we can reach the secret base smoothly."

The big man named Thor raised his head and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, there are still two days left. I believe there must be many escaping companions going back there. I heard that there are more than fifty such bases in the desert, and there should be people inside. Our strength is still there, and one day we can fight back."

The two of them were full of confidence, but at this moment, a roaring motor sound came from the desert not far away. The team that was resting immediately changed his face, and Thor even shouted loudly to ask the team members to extinguish the bonfire and all lie down.

What they hide is a sand dune. In the cold night, even if there is a fire in a distant place, it is harder to find these hundred people in a desert full of sand dunes than to find a needle in a haystack.

"These damn Chinese people are really like devils chasing their lives. They have destroyed our base. Do you still have to chase them into the desert?" A strong hatred appeared in Xiaomou's eyes.

At this time, a high-power motor sound appeared in the desert. Of course, it was impossible for them to be their friend. The entire military base was destroyed, and the terrifying power was now strangled in this desert. How could there be friends? The one who appeared at this time must be Chinese.

Thor closed his eyes and kept silent. He was listening. He listened to the sounds of the high-power engines and the faint vibrations in the desert. He listened to everything like a cunning desert fox.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly: "No, they found us, the direction of the convoy is coming to us."

This sentence was like a thunder bombing in the middle of the team. The Chinese people's means of dealing with terrorists immediately came to their minds. The fate of their companions' tragic deaths is vivid in their minds, and now they lack weapons, so how could they fight the hunter's life?

"Go away quickly, take advantage of the hiddenness of the sand dunes, maybe we can still escape." Thor issued a brief order, stood up and commanded the troops to evacuate quickly.

But they were still late. Two straight lights seemed to burst out from the sky, illuminating their way. Then several cars surrounded them, and Thor could hear the sound of the machine gun bolts pulling in the car.

"Oh Allah, bless us who are surrounded by the devil." Thor smiled bitterly, raised his gun and fought desperately, while the rest ran around like headless flies.

Dada, dada... A string of gunfire hit the sand, and a pile of dust immediately splashed.
Chapter completed!