Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 472: Like the Crying of Larks

Long Shicai has been wandering in Hudur Province for more than a month. At present, it seems that this northern mountainous province has become the main battlefield for the tug-of-war between the coalition and the resistance army, so his arms business is easy to do. So far, he alone has sold more than a thousand AK and a large number of rocket launchers, and he has also obtained a full box of gold, silver, jewelry and antique jade. Wang Sen said that the income he sold belongs to him, and I don’t know if it is true.

Long Shicai's cell phone hidden in the cellar suddenly buzzed. He immediately threw away the book "Playboy" that had been turned into pieces in his hand. A carp jumped up from the floor, grabbed the phone and pressed the call button, "Hey? Oh, it's the captain! What instructions do you have?"

"We have now flew over Suladin and are preparing to land in the border area of ​​Hudul Province. You can prepare, I need you to introduce the terrain here in all aspects. This is my coordinates, and I will limit you to arrive within three hours." Wang Sen issued an order to the maritime phone call. After hearing this, Long Shicai immediately put his feet together and saluted a solemn military salute to his phone, although Wang Sen could not see it.

"Please rest assured, I will gather my subordinates now and arrive at the above coordinate area within three hours." Long Shicai shouted loudly, and a series of busy voices came from the phone.

"The boss is here." Long Shicai was both surprised and nervous about the news. He was not Wang Sen's direct line, would he be discriminated against by him? It shouldn't be possible. Now I have made a lot of contributions... Long Shicai hesitated for a long time, and finally took out a thick notebook from the floor and stuffed it into his pocket. This is the account book for his daily weapons. With this, he can prove his hard work to Wang Sen.

Long Shicai stood on the top of the mountain, imitating the lark's cry. The herdsmen passing by the road below the mountain couldn't help but raise their heads, listened to the gentle and charming whistle and gave a thumbs up, "Praise Hu Da, I actually heard such a beautiful sound, oh, it sounds as nice as the lark's cry."

"What he learned was the call of larks." Another shepherd couldn't help but correct it, but he glared at him.

One or two hexagonal hats wearing yellow se gowns and white or plaided hats were found from the cellars on each hill, and they ran quickly towards Long Shicai. These dozen people were his most powerful scouts. They rushed to Badgis as advance teams in this mission to pave the way for Wang Sen's next plan.

An American Hummer armored vehicle drove out of the underground cave. Two soldiers were busy adding gasoline. Everyone climbed into the car. Those who had no seats could only sit on the roof, holding the handles tightly with their hands. The road was very uneven, and they were afraid that if they drove too fast, they would throw themselves off.

The yellow sand rolled on the road, Long Shicai wrapped his head around his head, put on big wide-edged sunglasses, and only exposed his breathing nostrils. After being fully armed, the car started rumbling. After walking through the yellow sand all over the sky for two hours, they finally arrived at the border area. Long Shicai took out the GPS positioning system to correct it, nodded, "It's this."

A violent roar came from the horizon in the distance, getting closer and closer, and a violent storm broke out on the ground. As everyone was watching, three C-130 transport planes broke through the clouds and appeared in everyone's sight.

The c-130 transport aircraft can take off on a simple runway with poor conditions. Although it is shaking violent sandstorms today, the brave pilots still tried their best to control the direction and speed of the aircraft, and forced the aircraft to park on this Gobi desert.

The aircraft cabin shook violently, and the person bumped around like a ball thrown at random, making Wang Sen dizzy. The speed of the aircraft slowly dropped. The engine finally let out a dull roar and stopped. Wang Sen held the seat and retwed a few times. He vowed to fire the pilot!

After getting off the plane, Long Shicai had already lined up to wait for Wang Sen's inspection. As a subordinate of the warlord, he knew that as long as the warlords who had been in northern Myanmar for a while would be fine, he finally smiled with relief when Wang Sen saw their uniform appearance and high fighting spirit.

"You can only check it out if there are only twelve people. Isn't this kowtow?" Wang Sen was furious and cursed him in a scattered manner. Long Shicai lowered his head and felt very dissatisfied with Wang Sen's reprimand. Is it easy for me to work hard and work hard for you? You are still scolding me!

"Just now, I was indeed a little out of my composure. You know that I am a person with a strong sense of justice and always can't stand the bureaucratic style." Wang Sen pressed his military cap that was almost blown away by the wind and apologized sincerely. Long Shicai smiled happily. He saluted Wang Sen and led him to a mountain in the distance. The wind on the top of the mountain was mixed with sand as big as soybeans, hitting Wang Sen's face like a heavy rain, making him bare his teeth.

"Captain, please see, there is a valley ahead, and there is a large oasis in the valley. This was discovered ten days ago, but the oasis was occupied by a group of Pashtun robbers. Look, Cao Cao arrived, and the bandits came to kill him!"

Wang Sen looked at the yellow-seeded small black dots appearing on the ground, like a small scattered sesame seeds scattered in the yellow-brown dust. He was approaching quickly in his direction, getting closer and closer. He could almost see the camels and war horses they rode, as well as the Nepalese dog-legged scimitars held high in their hands and the crescent-shaped scimitars shining with cold light.

"Go away!" Wang Sen pulled Long Shicai and ran to the bottom of the mountain desperately. The bandits had already noticed them, made a strange cry, and surrounded them from both directions!

"I forgot to watch the calendar when I went out today!" Wang Sen spit out the sand in his mouth and cursed angrily. Long Shicai spread his legs and ran quickly towards the docking position of the plane. He regretted not riding the donkey. After a period of training, Long Shicai discovered that in this ghost place, the donkey was the best vehicle.

"Shicai, can you keep up?" Wang Sen shouted while running. The shouts of killing behind were getting closer and closer. A maroon-red war horse rushed to Wang Sen. The knight immediately turned around and showed a hideous smile at them. The Arab scimitar in his hand drew an arc in the air and chopped down on Wang Sen's head!

"Good come!" Wang Sen shouted loudly, and instead of retreating, he raised his hand to face the cold scimitar, grabbed the blade like lightning. The sharp blade quickly cuts the skin on his hand, and blood flows down the blade. Wang Sen endured the strong pain, roared, grabbed the blade with his hand and pulled it down!

The knight on the horse did not expect that Wang Sen would have the courage to seize the blade with his bare hands, so he hurriedly reached out to draw the knife. Wang Sen competed with both arms and screamed, and actually pulled the knight off the horse! The knight rolled more than ten times on the ground, and finally his head hit a protruding stone and fainted. Wang Sen's running speed did not decrease, his legs were accumulating strength, and he jumped forward, reaching out to grab the reins of the war horse.

The war horse screamed in disgrace, and swung its head, trying to throw Wang Sen. Wang Sen grabbed his hand tightly. He accidentally knocked his knees by the rocks aroused by the running of the war horse, and suddenly bounced his legs in pain. This was a big problem. The war horse simply pushed his legs up. Wang Sen's legs became soft and could not dodge. He was kicked firmly by his hind hooves.

Seeing Wang Sen being dragged to the ground by a war horse and thinking of a piece of rag floating in the strong wind, Long Shicai was so anxious that he was at a loss. The pursuers behind him also came up. He had a sudden inspiration and picked up a stone from the ground and threw it over the rear hamstrings of the war horse running in front. It happened to hit the war horse's leg. The war horse was in pain and stopped slowly. Wang Sen then got up from the ground and rubbed the wound that was broken by the stones, which made him suck the air conditioner.

But the horse's reins were still in his hand, and it was stained red by blood. The war horse stepped on its own, looked back at Wang Sen, and shook his ears twice. His slender neck was raised high, like a proud dragon horse, looking at the human in front of him with contempt, whose body was covered in wounds and his clothes were shattered.

"What a war horse!" In a hurry, Wang Sen didn't have time to study this horse. Now, when he calmed down, he suddenly realized that it seemed to be spiritual like a horse, especially the beautiful eyes showed a look of contempt that was very similar to humans. Wang Sen couldn't help but feel angry. You four-legged beast, you took me off and pulled me for more than a mile, and almost sent me to the King of Hell to report. Now he dares to look at me with this kind of eyes!

Thinking of this, Wang Sen clamped the reins tightly with both hands and slapped the horse's back. The horse was frightened and the back was conditioned reflexively arched. Wang Sen's feet were already on the Steam Mountain, and he grabbed the purple lamb-skin mattress on the saddle with one hand and turned over and jumped up. Zhan Ma suddenly felt a sank on his back, screaming loudly, raised his back hooves, and tried his best to lift Wang Sen under the horse.

Wang Sen was extremely angry. Damn beast, dare to compete with me like this! In anger, he raised his fist angrily and pounded it hard on the neck of the war horse. The war horse was in pain and let out a long whine, and never dared to struggle at will again.

Wang Sen had never rode a horse before, but had some experience in riding a donkey. He tried to clamp the stirrup with his feet. The steel spikes of the stirrup hurt the abdomen of the war horse. At the same time, he grabbed the reins with one hand, and the war horse turned around in circles as he wished. Wang Sen was overjoyed. It seemed that the maroon war horse had basically obeyed.

There were roars behind him. Wang Sen turned around and saw that Long Shicai was running desperately, shouting for help in his mouth. Wang Sen immediately turned his head and rushed towards him. The horse was extremely fast and ran like the wind. The yellow sand in the sky made Wang Sen unable to open his eyes.
Chapter completed!