Chapter 37: Monks, Missiles, and Drones

Scorching sun, yellow sand.

The vultures circled in the distance under the bright blue sky, waiting to eat the dead bodies of the men.

They are not dead yet.

They are thirsty.

They also wanted to knock down the eagles and drink their blood.

When faced with a life-and-death situation, there is no difference between a person and an eagle, and they will also hurt each other in order to survive.

Sha Bai lay in the shadows behind the dunes, staring at the vultures in the sky.

He wanted to jump up and catch the eagle, he wanted to find a rock to shoot the eagle down, which was usually an easy task, but now he was so exhausted that it was difficult for him to lift his hands.

He felt like he was dying of exhaustion.

Sha Bai glanced at his companions lying in the shadows of the surrounding dunes.

All of them are exhausted.

They have been struggling to walk for more than ten days on this arid land with no water and no life, and food and water have been lost in a storm.

They were all spiritual monks, and their endurance was far superior to that of ordinary people, and this kind of walking was not unbearable, but they were still towing a heavy truck.

It was a station wagon and weighed about 4 tons. Not long after departure, the engine broke down, and they dragged the car through the desert ever since.

There were six of them left. In groups of three, the trailer is rotated.

The sun was about to turn to the south in the right sky, and it was noon.

Dozens of meters away, in the station wagon, as every day, there was the sound of running water from the faucet.

The old guy was back in the daytime shower.

Everyone stared at the station wagon, and there was a fire in their eyes.

They were all expecting the car door to open and a basin of bathwater to come out of it.

If they could really splash it, everyone would definitely jump like rabbits.

Someone has secretly prepared utensils to catch water. With their agility, they will never let a drop of water fall into the sand.

But if the water does not spill out, they will never dare to ask for it.

There is a strict order that they must not make the people in the car angry and not have any conflicts with the people in the car. All the material resources on the car are only used to meet the needs of the people in the car.

So, the person in the car can take a shower and bathe in this dry desert every day, and he doesn't care how low the scale of the water tank on the car has dropped.

And whether they can drink a sip of bath water depends on whether the bather is happy.

What a fucking task. Sha Bai sighed.

This was the first Black Moon assignment he had performed since leaving the test space.

Each new member must first perform a specific task. Complete this quest and you will be eligible to pick a quest later.

The twelve Black Moon members on this mission do not know each other. All wore state-of-the-art artificial skin masks, all with a makeover.

They first gathered in a western city, and then someone briefed them on the details of the mission, appointing the operational captain of the operation. Then, in the middle of the night, everyone was put on a plane, and after seven or eight hours of flight, they were airdropped into the desert. It seems to be a great desert somewhere in West Africa.

After more than a day of traveling in the desert, they found the car at the designated place.

The car is that kind of luxurious family wagon. Alone in a patch of yellow sand, it looks very strange.

According to the above, the car is a "base", and there is also a "specialist" in the base.

Their task is to safely deliver the base and experts to a designated location.

A station wagon consists of a powered front car with a station wagon hanging behind the front of the car. The wagons are large and luxuriously furnished, containing a bedroom, living room and even a bathroom.

When they approached the car, a white-haired old man got out of the car, and the captain of the operation stepped forward to salute the white-haired old man, and was about to speak, when the old man saw the half-moon sign on his sleeve, and then turned back to the car with an angry face, and closed the car door with a "bang". It hasn't been out since.

The captain directed the two men into the cockpit at the front of the car and drove the vehicle forward, while the others followed on foot.

The car was moving very slowly in the desert. According to the original plan, it would take them about four days to reach the designated place.

However, not long after the departure, the unexpected came.

Suddenly three drones appeared in the air, a black triangular flying wing drone.

Without any hesitation, the drone began to shoot at the convoy as soon as it appeared.

The blackened drone, mixed with the sound of sharp air currents, swooped down on them, pouring a dense rain of bullets, and the bullets dragged out long fires, like demons falling from the sky.

The monks released defensive armor one after another, and some monks with firearms, while defending, immediately began to fire back at the drone.

This encounter opened Shabai's eyes and gave him some understanding of the advantages and disadvantages of the competition between the monk's spiritual power and modern firearms.

The first is defense.

The spiritual power is released to form a defensive light armor, which is a general defense technique for monks.

The spiritual power defense light armor released by the junior spirit disciple looked like a thin layer of light shield, which was a little weak. However, the defense against modern firearms is surprisingly strong.

The machine gun mounted on the drone is extremely powerful and appears to be using professional armor-piercing rounds. This armor-piercing bullet is the size of 7mmx60mm, and on the battlefield, this bullet is used to hit tanks. Every bullet fired from the drone can make a small hole in the sand.

However, the armor-piercing catapulted onto the spiritual monk's light armor, and the light armor only produced violent light fluctuations, and did not shatter. There are only a few monks in the light armor

The feeling of being squeezed by a violent collision is as if someone is holding a heavy hammer and constantly hitting his body through a thick quilt. But there is no other harm.

The Psionic Light Armor is truly a wonderful thing.

The monk's biggest problem when facing bullets is how to maintain the continuity of the light armor. The junior spirit disciples released their spiritual power with all their strength and maintained the light armor shield, which usually lasted for more than ten minutes. No longer will work. So defense time is a big issue.

If the defense capability is acceptable, compared to the aircraft, the attack range of the spiritual power is a big problem.

Aircraft can attack from many kilometers away. The attack range of the monk's spiritual power is not so far. At the very least, the spirit disciple's attack was not that far.

Attacks from a distance, and can only be attacked with spiritual power.

The range of spiritual power attacks of a junior spirit disciple can reach a distance of tens of meters, and the range of an intermediate spirit disciple can reach a distance of up to 100 meters.

A cultivator with pure spiritual power like Sha Bai could attack from a distance of several hundred meters.

But compared to the planes in the sky, whether it is a junior or intermediate spirit disciple, the attack range is far from enough. The planes in the sky are a bit far away.

As the plane swooped down, approaching, Sha Bai tried to shoot his finger sword. He saw that his finger sword's spiritual power had only left shallow dents on the wings. So Sha Bai didn't try to attack again, but just concentrated on maintaining his spiritual light armor.

Black Moon seemed to have prepared for this encounter, and several spiritual monks in the team were armed with modern firearms. Even portable surface-to-air missiles.

The two sides fought for more than ten minutes.

The six weaker monks, whose shields could not be maintained because their spiritual power was exhausted, were beaten into piles of meat scraps by the drone's bullets.

The other six who were able to maintain their light armor passports to the end survived.

After exhausting all fifteen portable surface-to-air missiles, the three drones were finally shot down by the monks.

However, this attack was only the first wave.

The surviving monks had just taken a breath when the distant sky suddenly heard the roar of airplanes and several drones flying in.

Everyone was shocked. MANPADS are all depleted. The spiritual power in the body was also consumed a lot in the fierce battle just now, and now it seems that he can only sit and wait for death.

Before the second wave of drones approached, a deafening scream suddenly sounded in the clouds, and several missiles fell from the sky, directly smashing several drones to pieces.

The missile was apparently launched by the Black Moon.

The old man in the car didn't know what the character was. The two sides actually used drones and missiles to exchange fire.

After the exchange of fire in the air, the captain's satellite phone rang, and after the captain made a call, he threw the satellite phone away.

The captain told them that satellite imagery over the desert area was now completely blocked. The blocking lasts for a month. During this month, they will not be attacked again from the air, but they will also be completely cut off from the outside world.

The original destination could no longer be reached, and they needed to move on to a new goal. The distance of the target is about two hundred kilometers.

The front of the station wagon had been damaged in the firefight, and they had to drag it along.

Seeing that the remaining six people were all worried, the captain said a few words. His words were simple,

"The next time you encounter a firearm attack, be careful to move closer to the station wagon. It can be seen from the firefight just now that the other party is very concerned about the safety of this car. The opponent did not shoot at the vehicle. The shots that hit the front of the car were accidental shots from our own people. I think that if we encounter a firearm attack again, as long as we are closer to the vehicle, there will not be much danger.

In addition, the above notice indicates that after the completion of this mission, all those who survive will receive five times the reward of the regular mission. Each person will be given a hundred spirit stones and five magic pills. The same is true for the dead, and the family can freely choose between the 30 million pension and the spirit stone and the magic elixir. ”

Everyone immediately lifted their spirits.

Monks are all tenacious people. There are now both ways to reduce risks and incentives to increase pay. Keep up the good work, of course.

So, the remaining six people dragged the car until now.