Sandstorms, a very destructive natural climate formation. Due to its unique geographical environment, Northwest China is also an area where sandstorms frequently occur, and the main sources include the Gurbantunggut Desert, the Taklamakan Desert, the Badain Jaran Desert, the Tengger Desert, the Ulan Buhe Desert and the Mu Us Desert.

In the northwest, when a sandstorm comes, all you can hear is the terrible howl of ghosts and wolves. The sky is full of wind, the sky is full of yellow sand, the eyes are invisible, the nose can not be inhaled, and it is difficult to walk.

Especially in Anxi, which is the world's outlet, that is, the ancient Guazhou County. When the storm rises, the sentry standing guard at the sentry post must tie himself to the sentry tower with a backpack strap to avoid being blown away; The patrolling sentries must hold on to large rocks to ensure that they can continue their journey, otherwise they will definitely be blown away by the storm.

It can be said that when a sandstorm comes, the basin-sized stones will gurgle and roll forward under the force of the wind.

Although Lanzhou is not in the tuyere position, the wind in the edge area is definitely not small. When an unpredictable sandstorm comes, it's definitely more terrifying than you can imagine.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the sky changed completely. The yellow sand was boiling and spreading, and the wind turned into a storm, blowing small stones and rolling forward desperately, and a wave was as strong as a wave crashing into the poplar forest.

For sandstorms, poplar forests are the worst enemy. As long as they can conquer poplar forests, they can enter the cities inhabited by humans unhindered and wreak havoc.

But the poplar forest gritted his teeth, even if he let out an overwhelmed moan, he was engaged in an uncompromising sniper war against the sandstorm.

"Woo!!oooooo …… Woowoo!! ……”

The terrible wind sounded, but in a few minutes, the sandstorm was completely boiling. Covering the sky and the sun, without scruples, ravaging the qiē that they can wreak havoc.

"Click...... Click......"

The stones made a violent crashing sound, the small pieces rolled forward with the wind and sand, and the large pieces were fighting and persevering. But even if they persist in confrontation, they can't stop the wind and sand from ruthlessly ravaging them.

Over the years, the surface of the large stone has become fragile, and it has been torn off piece by piece from time to time.

In the sandstorm, Xiao Yuanchao was laughing and laughing wildly. He never dreamed that there would suddenly be a sandstorm, he loved it, he liked it so much!

The assassin clearly heard Xiao Yuanchao's wild laughter, and immediately rushed towards the Gobi Desert with his knife, intending to assassinate him.

At the same time, the other two assassins outflanked one on the left and one on the right, forming an encirclement and stabbing at Xiao Yuanchao like lightning.

Xiao Yuanchao, who had burst out of his laughter, slammed himself up from the lurking spot and smashed the inexhaustible pebbles on the ground towards the assassin.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! Sou! ……”

The hard pebbles were like cannonballs, reaching the Assassin in an instant at a short distance.

Faced with the cobblestones, the Assassin dodged with ease, swinging the knife in his hand.

"Khooth! Sonor! Sonor! ……”

The sound of knives slashing against the cobblestones rang out, bursting with sparkling fire.

The pebbles thrown by Xiao Yuanchao had no effect on the assassin at all, and the other party's reflexes were very strong.

"Whew!"

Xiao Yuanchao swept the yellow sand in front of him with his right leg, raised a puff, and raised it towards the assassin who was about to get close.

Under the influence of the wind, the yellow sand slammed directly into the Assassin's face, causing him to be unable to see for a short time.

Seizing this opportunity, Xiao Yuanchao followed the storm, turned back and rushed towards the poplar forest frantically.

"Woo woo woo ......"

A howling storm pushed his body, sending him almost twice as fast as before, into the poplar forest.

And at this moment, the raging poplar forest is simply a pot of boiling water. All the trees were swaying wildly, and the yellow leaves were soaring, rolling up with the yellow sand, and there was no targeted indiscriminate attack.

Xiao Yuanchao, who rushed into the poplar forest, was immediately attacked by the leaves, and his face was hurt by the leaves, and even his cheeks were rubbed out of blood by the flying branches.

The storm began to show its power, and began to turn the whole world into a stage for them to wreak havoc. There was sand everywhere, there was strong wind everywhere, it was difficult to open eyes, it was difficult to breathe, it was difficult to walk.

Rushing into the poplar forest, Xiao Yuanchao immediately shrank next to the trunk of the poplar tree at the very edge, shielding himself from the storm with his strong trunk.

With his right hand on a pebble the size of a fist, he squinted and waited quietly behind the tree, enduring the pain in his body and the ravages of nature.

The figure of the assassin came from the sand to the south, and pursued Xiao Yuanchao.

In the case of extremely poor visibility, Xiao Yuanchao, who squinted his eyes, clearly captured the assassin's movements: trying to open his eyes, holding the knife in one hand and blocking his mouth and nose with the other.

The moment he saw this scene, Xiao Yuanchao knew that this assassin was an idiot in this environment. If you have experience in this environment, you will choose to hunch your waist, squint your eyes, breathe with your back to the wind, and never stupidly reach out to cover your mouth and nose.

Experience, that's experience. At Base 49, there are several large-scale sandstorms every year. In the face of this kind of environment, Xiao Yuanchao can no longer be familiar with it.

The Assassin immediately rushed to the poplar tree where Xiao Yuanchao was hiding, trying to use it to escape the storm.

Xiao Yuanchao was still squatting there, his eyes narrowed so that his eyelashes were together, blocking the subtle yellow sand. His right hand began to exert force, clenching fist-sized pebbles.

As the assassin approached, Xiao Yuanchao stood up abruptly and threw out one arm.

"Smack!"

The hard pebbles collided with the assassin's cheeks with a crisp crunch.

Under the collision, the blood soared. The assassin's running body was directly blocked by this huge force, and then under the collision of the reaction force, the whole person fell backwards and fell to the ground.

"Drink!"

Xiao Yuanchao let out a loud cheer, picked up the pebbles and made up for it according to the other party's head.

"Smack!"

After two blows, the Assassin's entire face was distorted. Bones break, muscles lose support, and limply fall down.

After killing this assassin, Xiao Yuanchao snatched the knife from the opponent's hand and rushed into the depths of the poplar forest like a fish in water.

Once upon a time, Xiao Yuanchao almost forgot that he still had the instinct to hunt. And now, he doesn't have to evoke the hunting instinct - to be aroused by the hunting instinct when he becomes the prey!

Sandstorms were his best reliever, and the poplar forest became his best hunting ground.

When the sky was bright and the sandstorm stopped, Xiao Yuanchao, who had already turned into a yellow sandman, threw down a knife covered in blood and staggered towards the deepest part of the sand.

With all three Assassins killed, he has found the ultimate way to survive, and that is to fight in the sand!

Assassins are not professional soldiers, and the all-weather all-terrain combat characteristics that a professional soldier like Xiao Yuanchao must possess are not what they possess.

Attack your own strengths and weaknesses, sand? That was the first battle terrain that all the soldiers of the Special Armor Unit mastered!

PS: The next chapter is updated before ten o'clock in the evening.