October is late autumn, but the days in the wilderness are still as hot as ever, and sweat dripping on the ground will make a sizzling sound like barbecue.

The soldiers of the Republic of Glory struggled through the wilderness, and the heat made them feel like their water was evaporating rapidly, sweating profusely and chapped lips.

Mo Qian took out the military kettle, opened it and poured it into his mouth, but not a drop of water came out, even if he put his tongue in and licked it, there was no cool and moisturizing feeling.

Mo Qian spit out his tongue full of tongue coating and said incoherently: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die." ”

Ye Zixiao straightened his body, straightened the unconscious Luo Wei on his back, wiped the sweat on his face, and said: "The living corpse area of the million corpse tide has rushed out, if the heat dies here, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth." ”

A Republican Radiance soldier complained: "Why didn't the Dawn team send the Buddha to the west, and send us back to Lin'an by helicopter." ”

"People are not our nannies, thank God for helping us break through the corpse tide, thanks to Luo Wei's face." Ye Zixiao shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "If you want me to say, Luo Wei is really a god, when he is awake, he is in a coma, and there are people who help him every day." ”

"Hey, it's very upsetting to think that it was the federal pig that saved us." Mo Qian held his breath and ran forward, as if venting, "Ou!!! ”

Before Mo Qian could run two steps, he tripped over the sand pit and fell on the ground as hot as an iron plate, and his ass was almost roasted.

"Don't waste your energy." Ye Zixiao led people to a boulder, rested in the shadows for a while, he glanced at the horizon, and when he saw the flying sand that filled the sky, he sighed, "We are really unlucky, the sandstorm came out at this time, and the military region said that the storm was too big for the rescue team to come in, and asked us to find a place to avoid it first." ”

"I'm really thirsty." Mo Qian ran into the shadow of the boulder, sticking out his tongue like a dead dog, and suddenly, his eyes froze, and he pointed behind everyone and said, "Fuck! There are caravans! ”

No one cares about Mo Qian, this kind of sandstorm weather, a fool only comes out to do business, isn't that looking for death?

One person laughed loudly: "Mo Qian, don't you be stupid with thirst, are you hallucinating?" ”

Mo Qian slapped twice on the ground, pointed behind everyone, and shouted, "I don't believe you look back yourself!" ”

Everyone turned their heads suspiciously, and suddenly breathless.

In the distance, in the faint flying sand, a long dragon-like black shadow is approaching this side, and you can faintly see the camels carrying the goods, they are fat and strong, their mouths are constantly chewing hay, and their thin eyelashes are swaying up and down like a fan, blocking the invasion of the flying sand.

In the center of the long dragon caravan, sixteen dark-skinned men carried luxurious Baltic-style seats, surrounded by horses and guards.

"Mirage?" The soldiers' reactions were the same as Ye Zixiao's, which was not surprising, in this kind of wilderness desert, mirages were a particularly common thing.

However, as the caravan marched, when the sound of camels stepping on the gravel was heard, everyone knew that this was not an illusion or a mirage, but a real caravan.

The caravan made its way through the wilderness in an orderly manner, but the retinue and guards paid no attention to the Republican Radiance team, and if they looked closely, they would see that their eyes were hollow, like walking corpses.

"Oh my God, it's all human martyrs..."Ye Zixiao swallowed his throat.

Human martyrs are a special group of people in the new era, who may be criminals, slaves, or other lowly people, who are injected with cheap psychotropic drugs for many years, deprived of reason and pain, and eventually become more obedient than pigs, cattle and sheep.

Human martyrs have no thoughts, no concept of honor and disgrace, and are generally used as coolies, or are accepted by the cube team, filling people's heads to reduce the difficulty of the task, and people with special hobbies will train human martyrs to do **.

As the group reached the middle of the procession, the crowd finally saw the man in the center seat, and the scene in front of them made many people hold their breath.

On the Baltic-style seat lies a beautiful girl, her body is coated with anti-ultraviolet lotion, her eyes are gently closed, her breathing is even, her delicate white hair is scattered over her shoulders, her creamy face is adorned with a lovely flush, and she is wearing only a set of bikinis as thin as cicada's wings, and her burgundy tie is lazily draped on her plump chest, as if she is sunbathing.

The girl's figure is amazingly good, the slender jade legs are full and crystal lubricated and delicate, the unique S-shaped curve is like an extension of the figure, slowly extending from the end of the calf, the fair-skinned and beautiful feet full of seductive curves are like crescents, and the toes lazily pick up half-worn and half-off high heels, and one falls on the edge of the chair.

Such a beautiful girl stunned the whole group, and some even salivated in shock, dripping on the hot ground and hissing.

In the strange noise, as the girl woke up with a mutter, the beautiful eyes slowly opened and looked sideways at the people of the Republic.

"Ah, what an accident, to see the Republican Radiance soldiers here." The girl was not alarmed by the presence of strangers around her, she casually picked up a black trench coat covering her body from the edge of the seat, draped it over her seductive delicate body, and then the three martyrs knelt down one after another, acting as a human ladder, and let the girl step on them and walk down.

The girl put her hand on her chest, straightened her messy bikini bra, stroked her burgundy tie, and smiled: "Athena, or call me Athena, owner of the D-caravan, is there anything I can do to help you?" ”

Originally, Athena was wearing a bikini, which was tempting enough, but now she was wearing a black trench coat, although she showed less, but there was more of that looming hazy feeling, which made people's blood gush, and a Republican Radiance soldier even covered his nose, and his fingertips began to bleed, causing Athena to chuckle.

Mo Qian was so thirsty that he was confused at this time, so he hurriedly ran up, kept scratching his throat and said, "Water!" I want water! There is no water for sale! ”

"I'm sorry, I'm a businessman in a high-end business, and ordinary clean water is not on my sale list." Athena smiled lightly with red lips, her eyes showing the peculiar sparkle of a merchant, she casually pointed to her goods, and said, "If you want jade nectar, sweet fire spring, snow mountain ice water, I have it here, of course, there is also a bloodline mixture, can you have one?" ”

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