This kind of storm is different from a sandstorm in the desert, it is somewhat similar to a tornado, sweeping everything around it into it, forming a spiral wind nest up to 100 meters high. Most of them are broken stones, the small ones are only the size of fingernails, and they drill straight into your nostrils, ears and eyes, and the big ones are about the size of a box of two bottles of Wuliangye, and they will hit you casually, breaking bones at the light and breaking the bones, and if they are serious...... It's really going to die!

Probably because of their weight, the two big men were very unfortunate to be swept up at the bottom of the wind nest, where the large boulders gathered, and the storm kept moving on the mountain, and everywhere it went were uncultivated barren mountains, and there was nothing on the mountain, just a lot of stones and trees, and they were swept up by the big storm, and the little more active ones were all rolled under the storm, so from time to time we could hear a few miserable screams, and some clattering sounds, I don't know if they were produced when the branches were broken, It is still produced when the bone is broken.

Compared to those two unlucky guys, I was much luckier with the cold bench, we were swept in the half-middle of the wind nest, about fifty or sixty meters above the ground. This part is mainly fist-sized gravel and some tree branches, bumps and bumps are inevitable, but there is no mortal threat, just be careful not to let them hit your head. But I will find that we are also slowly sinking, as if eventually all people, stones, and trees will be swept to the bottom of the storm.

In the confusion, my right hand seemed to have accidentally caught a woman's hand, soft and small, because the gun was often ground out of a layer of calluses, it should be a swallow, she was the only woman here, and she weighed the lightest, and my right arm was only caught when I was raised up, indicating that the person was above me. The swallow reacted quickly, pinched me hard, and squeezed five fingers into the slit between my fingers.

I was stunned in my heart, and immediately reacted, the critical moment is still this woman's brain. This storm is so fierce that we can't open our eyes at all, and we can't open our mouths to speak, and a person's strength is easily swallowed up by the storm, either thrown to death on a large boulder, or slowly dragged to the center of the black hole-like storm, how to die is not known. Now it's just the three of us united, maybe we can fight this demon wind for a while.

Thinking about it, I hurriedly grabbed the hand of the cold bench, but as soon as I stretched out my arm, I was hit by a bowl-sized stone on my forearm, and it was very loud, damn it, it seemed to be a broken bone! But the strange thing is that I didn't feel pain, maybe there were too many holes in my body, and the pain nerves were numb.

But this time, the cold bench had already understood what I meant, and took the initiative to lean towards me. At this time, out of nowhere, an arm-thick branch suddenly rolled in, and the severed head seemed to be broken diagonally, very sharp, almost like a hoe, and turned over and "swished" towards the back of the head of the cold bench.

I was startled and wanted to tell him to get out of the way, but who knew that a mouth would immediately eat a mouthful of soil, damn it, I couldn't open my mouth at all. My mind is spinning fast, almost electric, what to do, what to do, I must be too late to go now, and I may not be able to get by, the safest way is to let the cold bench save itself, but how can I remind him?

My mind suddenly fluttered, and I was in a hurry, and I raised my arm and slapped myself on the back of the head. But think about it again, the center of this storm is so chaotic, I have Venus in my eyes in circles, and my stomach is full of acidic water, even if I desperately open my eyes, what I see is still a piece of dust, I don't know if the cold bench can see clearly, what if he doesn't open his eyes at all?

I was so anxious that I was afraid that he would have another accident, in fact, at that time, I was also dizzy, if he didn't receive the first signal, basically there would be no time to receive the second time, and half of his head would have been cut off by the branch with the tip of the hoe.

But at that time, I was so anxious that I couldn't think about it so much, so I raised my hand and slapped the back of my head again, four or five times in a row, hoping that one would always get into his eyes. Just as I was about to shoot the sixth shot, my arm was suddenly grabbed, and I was in tears, but I squinted and opened my eyes to see that it was a cold bench, and there seemed to be a woman opposite, holding hands with the cold bench, and I was left behind.

I was embarrassed and excited for a while, looking at the appearance of the cold bench, I should have received my signal at the beginning, and successfully dodged it, and then went to pull the swallow, but I didn't know it, and I slashed the back of my head vigorously. The corners of the swallow's mouth moved, I don't know if she was laughing at me, or signaling me to pick it up quickly, I didn't bother to care about her, she laughed if she liked to laugh.

The three of us quickly formed a circle. At first, I was worried that we would be self-defeating, multiplying a person's weight by three, and dying faster in a group. However, my concern was soon confirmed to be superfluous, the head of the wind nest is ****** small, we pull hands like this, just circle into a circle with a radius of about one meter, stuck on the semi-middle waist of the wind nest, and then up, the weight is too big to go up, and then down, the chassis is too small to come down.

However, to form this short-term confrontation situation, we do not have no effort at all, just hold hands like children at home. On the contrary, each of us must concentrate all the strength of our whole body on the two arms, and only in this way can we keep the radius of this circle from decreasing, otherwise, it will really fall short and be self-defeating.

In this way, the physical exertion of each of us is very large, Yanzi is a woman, even if she is a practitioner, she can't last long, and I and the physical condition of the cold bench, no one dares to guarantee that it will close in the next second. So it's imperative that we now find a way to get out of the center of this storm.

I quickly thought about it, there is no wind in the air, this demon wind is absolutely impossible to blow out of thin air, there must be an initial force, if it is really a monster to make trouble, then it is good, the swallow is carrying a gun, I still don't believe it, what demons and monsters can be more powerful than this real gun?

But now I can't communicate, so I can only take off my chin and click on the AK47 on Yanzi's chest, signaling to don't care what, damn it, let's put a few shots down first! The cold bench shook his head, swept his eyes around, tilted his head, and dodged the attack of a stone the size of an egg. What he meant: The situation is so chaotic now, as soon as the bullets are fired, they may be swallowed by the demon wind, and if you accidentally hurt the people below, it won't be a joke!

I thought about it, too, it was true that I didn't think it through and forgot that there were two other people down there. But it's strange to say, why haven't you heard the two of them scream for so long? Won't it ...... You have already gone to Chairman Mao's to occupy a seat in advance, right?

At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound of "goo-" below, and I was stunned in my heart, his grandfather's, isn't this the devil frog! I've heard before that animals have a very heavy revenge mentality, especially birds and reptiles, and frogs seem to belong to amphibians in the biological world......

Before I had time to think about it, the wind suddenly increased dozens of times, and the direction of the wind suddenly changed, damn it, it blew us up. At this time, our physical strength was almost the limit of the limit, and the demonic wind violently stirred up like this, and our "arm alliance" collapsed in an instant. The swallow weighed the lightest, so she was scraped the farthest, almost scraping above the white clouds, and I tried to reach out and grab her several times, but my fingers slipped off her fingertips every time.

It was a chaotic mess, and I was blown over with the deadly stones and branches, which had struck me more than a hundred times. That feeling, even now, I still remember vividly, for example, it was like being beaten by the crowd a hundred times, a thousand times, every piece of meat and every bone on the body was crispy, and the tendons in the meat were like being pulled out and pulled several times, and it hurt tightly......

But soon, I was hit on the back of my head by something heavy, and my eyes went black, and I didn't feel anything.