Chapter 113: The Great Desert of Gegan (4)

It turned out to be asked.

Everyone's mood was not very good, it turned out that it was a local terrorist armed organization and a local witch protector organization. The exact reason for this is not particularly clear. However, from the torture, it can be roughly deduced. The Witch Protector Organization is to treat their group of archaeological teams to their sacred Lost City as an alien cult.

And the terrorist armed group, their base seems to be in the Lost City, and the divine will is guarded by the gods.

Both of these pieces of news made everyone's faces heavy, and before the Lost City arrived, it had already been learned that the Lost City had been taken over by that group of terrifying terrorist organizations. And the witch cult protector organization, everyone knows nothing about this group of local supernormal people.

Plus!

Now the grain, fresh water, gasoline, and engine oil are all burned.

The people of the third group all bowed their heads and were severely reprimanded by the leaders of the second group.

'Bang~Bang~Bang......'

There was a dense burst of gunfire, and one or two hundred rebels all fell into a pool of blood. The blood flowed into the yellow sand, and then it was smoked by the fiery sun. The disgusting smell of blood spread, making everyone feel very bad.

Tian Xin looked at it with some horror, although he had also killed four or five hundred people, but at that time, he was taking revenge. They wanted to kill him, but Tian Xin he just resisted. But now it's such a scene, those guys who just blow up food and gasoline. They couldn't imagine how much of a sin they had committed, and one by one they fell to their knees, trembling with fear.

As soon as the gunfire passed, their bodies were neatly poured into the yellow sand.

This is a massacre, a massacre that Tian Xin can't express anything!

This is the Gegan Desert, a barren and undead area, where there are no laws or morals. Here, the strong are respected. The real death and adventure begins!

After several leaders quarreled violently, they came up with some plans to send some people back along the road first. Go to the headquarters and bring some more food, water, and gasoline, and the rest of the people keep going!

This plan was accepted by many people, in order to avoid being attacked again on the way back. In the third group, in addition to Colter, one of the bosses of the French black ~ gang, Wen Tianyu of the Huaxia Ability Hall, the island ninja Matsumoto Taihe, the local wind and sand organization Barrit, and the American Flying Tigers Yarman, the six leaders of Yu, with the mission of making up for the merits, returned along the road with nearly half of the people in the third group.

This group is gone!

The true strength of this archaeological team was once again rearranged, and the first force was still the five leaders of the Dark Alliance. Second, it is no longer the third group, but the first group headed by Margaris on Tian Xin's side. Third, it naturally fell to the side of Coulter. A third of his men, the gang members he had brought, had died, and now there were only thirty or forty left. As for the other four leaders, they only brought a few entourage.

At the beginning, the third group, which was large in number and powerful, is now not only in terms of numbers. Or in terms of supernormality, they are already far inferior to Margareth's first group.

Of course!

This is because the people who returned along the road to bring food from the new group were half of the strength of their third group, because these things were only because they were watching. Now, naturally, they can only atone for their sins by their own strength.

The crowd got into the car, and the helicopter gunships were also parked on the big trucks, in order to save fuel. Although the other two groups also brought a lot of gasoline and engine oil, it was still far from the Lost City. The leaders got off the helicopter and switched to armored vehicles. One is not to be used as a live target by those terrorist militants, and the second is to save energy.

In case the group of people who returned along the road could not bring back with energy, they could also use the remaining energy to come back. As for how many people these dozen or so gunships can bring back, that's not what these leaders are worried about. In this great desert, it is natural that the strong are respected, as long as there is no problem with their round-trip, then this trip archaeology can continue to advance!

On the bus!

Tian Xinhuai Zhengran and the others were silent, because the leaders no longer took helicopters. Therefore, there are also a lot of people in the car under them.

In the car of Mitsuda Xin, two people were added.

To Tian Xin's surprise, in addition to the old man Jiang Guo who joined the same batch as the long-armed Zong Hongxi and Devouring Tian Xiao Wumei. Margaret, an Englishwoman, even arranged for the archaeologist Tian Xin admired very much, that is, the oldest Professor Elvis, to also come in.

When Professor Elvis came in, he was surprised. He and Tian Xin nodded, and sat next to his emperor.

There is a bit of a business car in this car, Tian Xin is on the left is Xiao Wumei, and on the right is this Professor Elvis. On the other side, it was the martial arts master Huai Zhengran, the long-armed sect Hongxi, and the old man Jiang Guo who was added later.

This old man is the same as Professor Elvis, with a head full of gray hair, but one is full of knowledge, and the other is full of traps. One looks like a decent spirit, and the other looks like an evil faction is cunning.

Because the long-armed Zong Hongxi joined with the old man Jiangguo, they were also somewhat familiar with each other in those three days. As soon as the old man came in, he sat on the side of the emperor of the long-armed Zong Hongxi.

The car started!

Tian Xin greeted Professor Elvis first: "Hello, Professor Elvis, I will protect your ...... well on this journey!" ”

"Okay!" Professor Elvis also has a good impression of Tian Xin, although Tian Xin is Asian, his devotion to knowledge and culture is not found in this group of people who lick blood from the knife edge. "I can see that you are a unique gentleman, and if you have any archaeological questions, you can ask me!"

Tian Xin blushed, but he had always been cheeky, and he said happily: "That's a good feeling, Professor Elvis, I happen to have a lot of things to ask you about the Lost City?" ”

Professor Elvis was also very happy, although Tian Xin's culture was a little lower, but fortunately, people were pious and studious. Professor Elvis poured everything he knew into archaeology.

Daida Kogomi was holding her blade knife on the side, with a look of displeasure. It's cheap again, this Tianxin kid, obviously a shameless guy, a guy who can't even speak English, actually talked and laughed with Professor Elvis.

"Huh?" As everyone was talking, Professor Elvis suddenly looked out of the car window and wondered, "Why did we change our line?" ”

"The line has changed?" Huai Zhengran was taken aback, and the first thing he thought about was whether their driver was also a traitor. And as soon as he turned around, the driver explained to Huai Zhengran: "Mr. Huai, don't get me wrong, we changed the route only after receiving instructions from Colonel York!" ”

Huai Zhengran suddenly looked puzzled. "Okay, what are they doing with the reroute?"

"The route passes through three ancient villages...... It's a lot of distance! Professor Elvis said with a deep frown.

"Hey...... "The old man smiled grimly." I know what they're going to do~! ”

Tian Xin suddenly thought of something, and his heart felt strongly uneasy.

Really!

I only heard the long-armed Zong Hongxi stretch out his hand and pointed out the window and said, "Then the first village appeared......"