An off-road vehicle was parked on a small slope 700 kilometers south of Baihu City.

The car body is painted in red-based camouflage, and the color blends into the inverted brown soil, making it difficult to spot without paying attention from hundreds of meters away.

Next to the car squatted three scouts wearing camouflage uniforms. One of them was holding a telescope and looking back and forth at the fan-shaped area ahead.

The Red Wilderness is as empty and quiet as ever, with no human beings. Even vultures and wild dogs that do not have many requirements for the living environment rarely appear here.

However, the three scouts looked very nervous at this moment, and the solemn atmosphere formed a sharp contrast with the lonely wilderness.

Because they know that a huge threat from the Sand Sea is approaching!

A scout who looked younger swallowed his saliva. Under the tremendous pressure, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the team leader who was observing the front, "Boss, they said there are six to seven million Sand Dogs. According to the news,

is that true?"

"Can the information obtained by spending two reconnaissance brigades and thousands of lives still be false?" the squad leader said without looking back while holding the telescope.

"Then, then..." The young scout was trembling nervously, "Then why are we still here?"

"With so many sand dogs, White Tiger City will definitely not be able to defend it!"

The squad leader snorted coldly, put down the binoculars, looked back with disdain, and then looked at the pistol on his waist, "If you want to be a deserter, I don't mind opening a hole in your head."

The young scout shrank back in fear, avoiding the squad leader's gaze, "I was just talking, I didn't really want to do anything."

No matter which country or force in the army, deserting before battle is a serious crime that can be shot, let alone the red country with its strong folk customs.

Anyone who wants to be a deserter, let alone an ordinary person, can even despise a beggar. It is really more uncomfortable to live than to die.

"Brother, when you go out to be a soldier, don't even think about going back straight." The companion next to him patted the young scout on the shoulder, "If you don't think so, life will be very difficult." Then he smiled and said, "Think more about it.

Get promoted, get rich, buy a big house, and marry several beautiful wives, this is the right way!"

"I only have one wife, why do I need so many?" The young scout's attention was successfully diverted, and the topic became more relaxed.

"You don't understand this..." My companion said with a mysterious face, "Flying together is much more exciting than flying alone."

"Pervert! No, pervert!" the young scout with pure thoughts cursed.

"Sex devil, okay, I am a sex devil!" My companion said excitedly, "Look at us, the Prime Minister, aren't we also a sex devil?"

"You dare to compare yourself to the Prime Minister, you are so thick-skinned!" the young scout said disdainfully.

"The Prime Minister is a role model for our generation, I want to learn from him!" my companion argued.

The two were bickering when the team leader in front suddenly raised his hand and made a silencing gesture.

The surroundings fell silent for an instant, as if you could even hear the sound of a pin dropping. The two of them held their breaths, looking through the squad leader's shoulders, staring intently at the empty wilderness ahead.

The atmosphere became heavy and depressing. I don't know how long it took, maybe dozens of seconds, or maybe minutes, before the horizon became blurry.

It's like the eyes have created an illusion after looking at it for too long. The boundary between the sky and the ground is no longer a clear line, but a hazy red.

At the same time, earthquakes were felt on the ground. Regularly, one after another, as if something was hitting the ground. The fine sand and gravel beat with the rhythm, like bran rice in a sieve.

"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong..."

As time went by, the tremors became more intense, as if something huge was approaching, and all the internal organs were trembling.

"Gudong!"

The Adam's apple is crawling, accompanied by a difficult swallowing sound.

A dark shadow appears on the horizon, blurry and distorted. It spreads, stretches, and advances like a shadow!

"Here they come, they're coming!"

The squad leader trembled like he was dreaming, and fear and depression suddenly flooded over him like a tide.

Just as everyone was immersed in the fear of the unknown, a loud cry suddenly sounded in the sky.

The three of them looked up at the same time and saw a blue falcon.

Swirling in the sky, it seemed to have discovered them and sounded a warning.

"Oops!"

"The sand dogs found us!"

"run!"

The three of them climbed onto the off-road vehicle, turned the key, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The engine roared, and the wheels rubbed against the ground crazily, bringing up large plumes of smoke and dust.

The car suddenly turned around and rushed out like an arrow.

The ancient desert people had the habit of raising goshawks, communicating with them through whistles, looking for water sources in the desert, and discovering enemies and prey.

At the same time, thousands of meters away, shadows as fast as the wind rushed out from the flying sand and dust.

It's like walking on flat ground on the uneven wasteland, and it's like the wind.

A closer look revealed desert camels running wildly. Between the humps sat a brown man wielding a machete.

Desert Cavalry, the most conventional combat arm of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, is equivalent to the Marines of the Red Kingdom's garrison.

I saw a horse riding out of the crowd. He was wearing hunting robes and walking through the wind. He was holding a scoped rifle in his hands, and the blue light gradually lit up the barrel.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, a blue bullet burst out.

The next moment, a cloud of dust exploded from the side of the speeding off-road vehicle.

"There are sniper cavalry!" the young scout called the police loudly.

"Whoops!" The driving companion stepped on the accelerator as hard as he could. The speed of the car had reached the limit. The engine shuddered and roared sharply, but the speed of the car did not increase at all.

"Bang!"

The second bullet followed like a shadow and exploded in front.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

Driven by fear, the young scout picked up his gun and shot randomly in the rear.

The squad leader appeared much calmer and shot at the falcon hovering in the sky, trying to shoot it down.

The blue falcon was flying, then suddenly stopped, and then fell head-first to the ground.

"Well done!" The squad leader clenched his fists to encourage himself, but within a few seconds, his expression froze.

I saw countless falcons flying down from the clouds, their high-pitched calls resounding across the sky.

"Oh my God..." The squad leader's eyes widened and he forgot to shoot for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of camel cavalry appeared in the field of vision, rushing towards this direction overwhelmingly.

"Quickly, get out of here!" The young scout was so frightened that he shouted to his companion who was driving.

"The car is reaching its limit!" the driver yelled without replying.

Since the cataclysm, psychic powers have awakened, and humans are not the only creatures that have evolved. Many native species have also become more powerful.

For example, desert camels are one of them. Under the influence of psychic energy, they are stronger, stronger, drought-resistant, and their running speed is also greatly increased. In the wilderness terrain, they are on par with off-road vehicles.

Sand people prefer traditional camels to vehicles that can easily get stuck in the sand.

"Bang!"

With the loud noise, the rear of the off-road vehicle suddenly bounced up and then fell heavily.

A tire on one side burst and the car tilted severely. The driver turned the steering wheel desperately, and the wheels left a long mark on the ground. This was the only way to avoid a rollover.

"It's over, it's over, we're done..." the driver muttered, feeling a little nervous.

Just a few seconds later, there was another loud noise, and the tire on the other side was also shot out by a rifle.

The wheels of the vehicle dragged the ground, making a harsh noise. The speed became slower and slower, and the camel cavalry from behind swarmed up and surrounded the vehicle.

Looking at the enemy troops all around, the three scouts in the car looked desperate.

The squad leader gritted his teeth, shouted "Long live Tezera!", picked up his assault rifle and fired wildly at the enemy.

There was a gunshot, and a bright blue light came from the back of his head. The squad leader's eyes widened and he fell straight back.

The remaining two scouts were horrified, threw down their weapons, and raised their hands to express surrender. The camel cavalry swarmed up and knocked the two men to the ground.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

Not long after, the two were brought to a strong man who looked like a general.

The strong man is more than two meters tall, standing like an iron tower. He has a white cloth wrapped around his head and is dressed in a very traditional Sand People style. His upper body is naked, revealing brown and shiny muscles, and he is extremely ferocious, crawling like a centipede.

Scars all over chest and abdomen.

The ferocious aura hit their faces, and the two scouts trembled involuntarily, as if what they saw in front of them was not a human being, but a wild beast.

"Me!" The strong man pointed to himself with his thumb, "Scorpion King, Ashodoro!"

The sound was like a loud bell, making people's eardrums hurt. The huge coercion rolled in, making people frightened and scared.

"Ah, ah ah!"

One of the scouts was so frightened that he rolled and crawled to the ground and fled backwards.
To be continued...