The hummingbird circled high at altitude. Although the speed was not fast and had no attack power. It flew freely like a real bird, but it made everyone's scalp numb. At this moment, everyone knew that the whereabouts were exposed, and their faces became serious. Looking at Luo Zheng, Luo Zheng's face was not good-looking. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Now we are not sure who this hummingbird is. If it is Sam's national team, we still have a chance to attack the Wolf King. If it is the Wolf King, we don't have any chance. Brothers, what do you think?"

"Things are not sure, so I can only let go of my hands and try it. I have come here and it is impossible to return with bare hands." The ghost hand immediately expressed his opinion, his face extremely firm.

The mountain eagle and the snow leopard also expressed their opinions, and Lan Xue said calmly: "The most taboo thing about hesitation on the battlefield. Everyone is right. Since we are here, it is impossible to retreat. We can only fight to the end and talk about your plan behind the scenes."

"At the fastest speed, even the Wolf King's hummingbirds, we will catch them off guard. Of course, we must always be vigilant when moving forward, especially to observe whether there are hummingbirds on our heads. Let's act according to the opportunity. What a pity. If only a few camels survived, they can disguise themselves as camel caravans." Luo Zheng smiled helplessly.

"It's all." Lan Xue saw that Luo Zheng had no specific back plan, so she felt relieved after thinking about it. There are too many variables in special operations and no absolutely perfect plan. Most of the time, the plan cannot keep up with changes. The best way is to act according to the opportunity. Thinking of this, Lan Xue's face sternly and she said coldly: "As soon as the national blade comes out, there will be advances but no retreat, invincible, and there will be no regrets in death."

"Kill!" Everyone shouted in a low voice, and their blood suddenly became boiling. For honor and dignity, everyone's fighting spirit was mobilized again, and they looked at Luo Zheng with a firm expression.

Luo Zheng was also infected. Although he had not been part of the National Blade for a long time, he could feel the sense of honor and mission of this collective, as well as the dignity and pride of defending the death. His face turned solemn, and he said, "Trot forward, target, Wild Wolf Mercenary Group Base, go."

"Yes." Everyone was automatically arranged in a column, and Shan Diao took the lead to explore the way forward. The team trotted forward with a firm look. Under the sun, beads of sweat as big as beans quickly emerged. The exhaled heat seemed to be burning, and the heart and lungs seemed to be scorching.

Everyone endured the heat and drank water in small sips. When people were thirsty, they wanted to do the most was to drink water in large sips and wish they could jump into the pool. However, when they marched in the desert, they drank water in large sips to waste, and secondly, it had an impact on their bodies. The best way was to sip water in small sips many times. Everyone knew these common sense.

Two hours later, the team became tired and struggling. Luo Zheng also felt that his feet were as heavy as lead. The temperature was too high. The hot people were dizzy and their thinking seemed to have paused. Luo Zheng knew that even his body could not bear it, so everyone was in a difficult situation and could not run away, otherwise everyone's body would be in trouble.

The team stopped and walked slowly to recover their strength. The marching suddenly stopped and would definitely not work. The body couldn't stand it. Luo Zheng said that the road ahead was clearing, leading everyone to walk slowly for a while. Seeing the heat waves rolling on the long yellow sand, there was no end in front of him, his scalp became numb, and the layers of sand dunes were very beautiful under the scalp. Unfortunately, Luo Zheng was in no mood to appreciate it, cheered up and observed everywhere vigilantly.

Luo Zheng came to a hill, looked up and was stunned. It was a sandstorm. The huge sandstorm was about ten meters high, like a huge wave, rolling in, with the momentum of devouring everything, yellow sand flew, and the momentum was horrified. Luo Zheng's face changed drastically. He quickly retreated and shouted, "There is a sandstorm."

The strong wind blows up a large amount of sandstorm on the ground and rolls it into the air, forming a sandstorm. The air is particularly turbid and not fatal, but it is very troublesome and easy to get lost. After training in the desert for a while, everyone knows the effectiveness of the sandstorm, they gather together and take out ropes from their backpacks.

Everyone tied the ropes to themselves and connected them together, so that they would not be blown away by sandstorms. They would usually stroke off their heads and cover their whole body with sunglasses. However, the turbid air affects people's normal breathing and must cover their mouths and noses.

Ordinary sandstorms do not affect people's walking, but after the sweeping sandstorm approaches, the height reaches about twenty meters. The wind is strong, and no one dares to risk walking in such a huge sandstorm. Everyone holds hands, squats down, lowers their heads, and forms a circle, like a round rock.

"Whoo!" The shrill wind blew up, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky, instantly swallowing everyone. Everyone felt that they were stretched out in the yellow sand world, and nothing could be seen around them. The sun seemed to be gone. The sky was gray and yellow. They closed their eyes and held their breath to prevent the yellow sand from entering their bodies.

In the sandstorm, Luo Zheng felt that breathing was extremely difficult. Soon, his face turned red due to lack of oxygen, his ears were tinnitus and dizzy, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The shrill sound of wind in his ears was like howling ghosts and wolves, which made people collapse and had to grit their teeth and persevere.

After coming over for a while, Luo Zheng found the ghost hand, the snow leopard and the mountain eagle fainted due to lack of oxygen, and Lan Xue's body also shaking. Luo Zheng knew that everyone had reached the limit, so he couldn't help but be shocked and quickly grabbed Lan Xue, feeling anxious. Under such harsh conditions, Luo Zheng was powerless.

Gradually, Luo Zheng also felt dizzy, his eyelids were as heavy as Mount Tai, and his consciousness began to dissipate. He couldn't help but feel shocked and cheered up, but his body was not controlled at all and slowly became weak. Gradually, Luo Zheng felt that his eyes were dark, his eyelids closed, and he fainted.

The sandstorm roared like a demon, roaring, sweeping forward without restraint, without any scruples, leveling the sand dunes and creating more sand dunes, gradually moving away, leaving behind a vast sand dunes, winding up and down, staggering and beautiful.

Not long after, a sand dune suddenly moved in the quiet desert, and a person came out. It was Luo Zheng who woke up. Luo Zheng staggered up and woke up immediately after being scorched by the hot sun. He shouted anxiously: "Lan Xue? Ghost Hand, Mountain Eagle, Snow Leopard?" As he said, he drew his sword to separate the rope.

Luo Zheng pulled the other rope hard, it was a ghost hand. Luo Zheng didn't have time to check life and death, so he continued to pull the rope and pulled everyone up one by one. He was very anxious. The brothers did not die at the enemy's gun. If they fell under the dust storm, they would be wronged. Seeing Lan Xue unconscious, Luo Zheng quickly pinched the person and found that it was useless. He didn't care about shame. While pressing his heart to help restore his heartbeat, he also started to rescue artificial respiration.

The hummingbird circled high at altitude. Although the speed was not fast and had no attack power. It flew freely like a real bird, but it made everyone's scalp numb. At this moment, everyone knew that the whereabouts were exposed, and their faces became serious. Looking at Luo Zheng, Luo Zheng's face was not good-looking. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Now we are not sure who this hummingbird is. If it is Sam's national team, we still have a chance to attack the Wolf King. If it is the Wolf King, we don't have any chance. Brothers, what do you think?"

"Things are not sure, so I can only let go of my hands and try it. I have come here and it is impossible to return with bare hands." The ghost hand immediately expressed his opinion, his face extremely firm.

The mountain eagle and the snow leopard also expressed their opinions, and Lan Xue said calmly: "The most taboo thing about hesitation on the battlefield. Everyone is right. Since we are here, it is impossible to retreat. We can only fight to the end and talk about your plan behind the scenes."

"At the fastest speed, even the Wolf King's hummingbirds, we will catch them off guard. Of course, we must always be vigilant when moving forward, especially to observe whether there are hummingbirds on our heads. Let's act according to the opportunity. What a pity. If only a few camels survived, they can disguise themselves as camel caravans." Luo Zheng smiled helplessly.

"It's all." Lan Xue saw that Luo Zheng had no specific back plan, so she felt relieved after thinking about it. There are too many variables in special operations and no absolutely perfect plan. Most of the time, the plan cannot keep up with changes. The best way is to act according to the opportunity. Thinking of this, Lan Xue's face sternly and she said coldly: "As soon as the national blade comes out, there will be advances but no retreat, invincible, and there will be no regrets in death."

"Kill!" Everyone shouted in a low voice, and their blood suddenly became boiling. For honor and dignity, everyone's fighting spirit was mobilized again, and they looked at Luo Zheng with a firm expression.

Luo Zheng was also infected. Although he had not been part of the National Blade for a long time, he could feel the sense of honor and mission of this collective, as well as the dignity and pride of defending the death. His face turned solemn, and he said, "Trot forward, target, Wild Wolf Mercenary Group Base, go."

"Yes." Everyone was automatically arranged in a column, and Shan Diao took the lead to explore the way forward. The team trotted forward with a firm look. Under the sun, beads of sweat as big as beans quickly emerged. The exhaled heat seemed to be burning, and the heart and lungs seemed to be scorching.

Everyone endured the heat and drank water in small sips. When people were thirsty, they wanted to do the most was to drink water in large sips and wish they could jump into the pool. However, when they marched in the desert, they drank water in large sips to waste, and secondly, it had an impact on their bodies. The best way was to sip water in small sips many times. Everyone knew these common sense.

Two hours later, the team became tired and struggling. Luo Zheng also felt that his feet were as heavy as lead. The temperature was too high. The hot people were dizzy and their thinking seemed to have paused. Luo Zheng knew that even his body could not bear it, so everyone was in a difficult situation and could not run away, otherwise everyone's body would be in trouble.

The team stopped and walked slowly to recover their strength. The marching suddenly stopped and would definitely not work. The body couldn't stand it. Luo Zheng said that the road ahead was clearing, leading everyone to walk slowly for a while. Seeing the heat waves rolling on the long yellow sand, there was no end in front of him, his scalp became numb, and the layers of sand dunes were very beautiful under the scalp. Unfortunately, Luo Zheng was in no mood to appreciate it, cheered up and observed everywhere vigilantly.

Luo Zheng came to a hill, looked up and was stunned. It was a sandstorm. The huge sandstorm was about ten meters high, like a huge wave, rolling in, with the momentum of devouring everything, yellow sand flew, and the momentum was horrified. Luo Zheng's face changed drastically. He quickly retreated and shouted, "There is a sandstorm."

The strong wind blows up a large amount of sandstorm on the ground and rolls it into the air, forming a sandstorm. The air is particularly turbid and not fatal, but it is very troublesome and easy to get lost. After training in the desert for a while, everyone knows the effectiveness of the sandstorm, they gather together and take out ropes from their backpacks.

Everyone tied the ropes to themselves and connected them together, so that they would not be blown away by sandstorms. They would usually stroke off their heads and cover their whole body with sunglasses. However, the turbid air affects people's normal breathing and must cover their mouths and noses.

Ordinary sandstorms do not affect people's walking, but after the sweeping sandstorm approaches, the height reaches about twenty meters. The wind is strong, and no one dares to risk walking in such a huge sandstorm. Everyone holds hands, squats down, lowers their heads, and forms a circle, like a round rock.

"Whoo!" The shrill wind blew up, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky, instantly swallowing everyone. Everyone felt that they were stretched out in the yellow sand world, and nothing could be seen around them. The sun seemed to be gone. The sky was gray and yellow. They closed their eyes and held their breath to prevent the yellow sand from entering their bodies.

In the sandstorm, Luo Zheng felt that breathing was extremely difficult. Soon, his face turned red due to lack of oxygen, his ears were tinnitus and dizzy, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The shrill sound of wind in his ears was like howling ghosts and wolves, which made people collapse and had to grit their teeth and persevere.

After coming over for a while, Luo Zheng found the ghost hand, the snow leopard and the mountain eagle fainted due to lack of oxygen, and Lan Xue's body also shaking. Luo Zheng knew that everyone had reached the limit, so he couldn't help but be shocked and quickly grabbed Lan Xue, feeling anxious. Under such harsh conditions, Luo Zheng was powerless.

Gradually, Luo Zheng also felt dizzy, his eyelids were as heavy as Mount Tai, and his consciousness began to dissipate. He couldn't help but feel shocked and cheered up, but his body was not controlled at all and slowly became weak. Gradually, Luo Zheng felt that his eyes were dark, his eyelids closed, and he fainted.

The sandstorm roared like a demon, roaring, sweeping forward without restraint, without any scruples, leveling the sand dunes and creating more sand dunes, gradually moving away, leaving behind a vast sand dunes, winding up and down, staggering and beautiful.

Not long after, a sand dune suddenly moved in the quiet desert, and a person came out. It was Luo Zheng who woke up. Luo Zheng staggered up and woke up immediately after being scorched by the hot sun. He shouted anxiously: "Lan Xue? Ghost Hand, Mountain Eagle, Snow Leopard?" As he said, he drew his sword to separate the rope.
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