"Hulala, hulala......"

In the canyon that stretched out of the sky, suddenly ten sand riders rushed out of the hatch that slanted down and spread deep into the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A group of leaders drove the sand riders, dressed in vigorous suits, screaming wildly, and pulling their voices to exaggerate.

The canyon is nearly 5,000 meters long, piercing into the Gobi in a fusiform shape, and ten sand riders accelerate in the canyon, and the levitating ball rolls and moves.

On both sides of the canyon, there were still many star cowards walking around, supervising the surroundings, and at this time, when they saw the ten sand riders rushing out of the ground, they did not doubt, and quickly opened the permission, so that the ten sand riders could be unimpeded.

It's just that the eyes of these stars looking at the leader who was cheering wantonly and sitting on the sand rider had a clear look of awe.

'Whoosh! ’

'Whoosh! ’

The spherical levitating ball of the sand rider was only two or three centimeters above the ground, and it could change direction at will at 360 degrees, and it was extremely flexible, and these leaders played all kinds of tricks.

And the core part of a sand rider is this levitating ball smelted by star aggregates.

The wind howled, only to be tossed to the sides by the perfect contours of the sand rider, leaving only a breeze that ruffled the strands of hair.

Of course, if Sikong still has hair.

Sikong hung behind him without being happy or slow, and the movements of the sand rider were still a little stiff, and he was busy, far less familiar than the other leaders.

The sand rider uses manual operation, which is in line with the rotation of mechanical gears to achieve the maximum synchronization rhythm, and only has simple program instructions, which are not like those flying cars in the outside world, but are connected to neural control. So Sikong held the control grip with both hands, and he barely maintained his balance.

It's not that Wolf Star is unwilling to take a more intelligent means of transportation, but the unique geographical environment of Wolf Star makes it difficult for many electromagnetic and antenna signals to be transmitted over long distances, and there are great errors.

Only a sand rider can drive long distances in the chaotic Gobi.

'Drip ......'

Suddenly, there was a sound of electronic synthesis of metal, and Sikong saw a virtual figure appear in front of him.

It's Sindhu Niang.

"Full speed to the outside of the Fifth Wall, don't get away!"

Sindhu's eyes were silky, and her words were sweet and soft, but as soon as the virtual portrait disappeared, Sikong saw a sand rider roll up the rolling yellow sand, rushed out of the crowd on a dusty ride, and drove quickly into the distance, and in a few blinks of an eye, it disappeared into the distant sand dunes.

It's also Sindhu Niang!

Sikong pursed his lips, a thin layer of cold sweat appeared in his hands, he clutched the control handle tightly, his body bowed forward, his feet stepped on the sensitive clutch, and his movements looked a little dull.

There was sand and gravel slapping into Sikong's face, but it was blocked by the light screen formed by the tactical eyepiece, and there was a muffled sound like ice hitting the ground.

A variegated wolf pierced the mouth of Sikong's clothes, Sikong was wearing a wolf attendant, and his left arm was equipped with a spider silk silver hook, and the farthest release distance was a thousand meters, in the shape of a web, as if it was to capture something alive.

The right hand ring is clasped with a metal bracelet, and it is beating with points of light of inexplicable frequency, overlapping and orderly flashing, keeping in touch with the other nine people.

At the waist, there is a bulging pouch, judging from the exposed handle, it is a discrete particle explosion gun with extremely lethal power, and there are three adjustable gears according to the enemy's conditions.

What he is stepping on is not a simple constant temperature desert boot, but the 'wolf claw' independently developed by the poisonous wolf star Kou for ten years.

The sole of the shoe has dense hook spines, specially designed for walking on the desert, the heat conduction is very poor, the greatest possible block the damage of the Gobi high temperature to the soles of the feet, and equipped with a heat source ejector, all the time from the Gobi Desert to absorb the required energy, to satisfy themselves.

There is a simulated rubber base inside the shoe, which fits the wearer's foot shape incomparably, and a small pinhole is injected with healing or exciting drugs.

These are just equipment that are not on the table, not to mention the gadgets that he wears closely.

Wearing such professional combat equipment, even with Sikong's mind, he was a little excited, his blood was spurting, and he couldn't wait for a big battle.

After all, he has been poor for more than ten or twenty years!

And this set of equipment is the number 24 equipment.

According to Wang Meng, this is also one of the best equipment of the Poisonous Wolf Star Kou today, and it has always been distributed only for the most dangerous missions.

The last time was when all the leaders of the Poisonous Wolf Star Cole resisted the tide of immortality.

Sikong is fully armed, driving a sand rider, and he really has a sense of heroism walking alone in the desert for thousands of miles, solemn and majestic.

It's a pity that the wine jar tightly held in his arms and the smell of wine all over his body destroyed his temperament.

When he first went to the Gobi Desert, Sikong was a little excited, and saw the sand ridges like a sleeping dragon, curling up into the distance, and the howling wind and scorching heat added a rough and quiet momentum to the chaotic Gobi.

The sand rider was extremely fast, much faster than Sikong shaking his two feet, so the scorching heat didn't have time to blow his face, and he even felt a faint sense of coolness.

In front, a few small shadows were sweeping into the distance, and Sikong looked at the map on the screen, following behind him unhurriedly and slowly.

Driving through sandy fields, over high hills, and even occasionally drying up, there are three or two random weedy rivers growing.

Gradually, the rough beauty of the chaotic Gobi became a little dull and a little dead.

Sikong licked the somewhat dry skin of his mouth, and slammed the grip with both hands, speeding up a few points.

The short time of familiarization was enough for him to get started as a sand rider, and although he couldn't do it like the other nine, he could use it normally.

Sikong looked at the sky, which was gray and desolate, with a looming star sinking behind the thick clouds.

Wolf Star is not so much a star as a pile of garbage suspended in space, a pile of garbage that buries the Xiai civilization. Because of gravity, the fate of wandering stopped, and it stopped outside this star, turning around day after day.

'Boom! ’

Suddenly, just as Sikong was thinking wildly, in the sand not far away, something seemed to be crawling underground, forming a raised sand tube-like trace at an extremely fast speed, and then exploded in front of him!

Sikong's pupils shrank, and with a flick of the handle, the sand rider changed lanes in an arc trajectory, narrowly avoiding the sand and gravel rushing in front of him.

However, in the rolling yellow sand, he saw a two-meter-long claw grabbing at his neck!

'Coax! ’

A triangular prismatic pillar of particles shot from a distance, like a target through the rolling yellow sand, and Sikong only heard a terrible scream, and saw a broken and shapeless corpse thrown out of the yellow sand.

Not humans, but some kind of space creature.

Under the fist-sized head, there is a body like a javelin, and the limbs are extremely long and pointed, so that there is no doubt that stabbing a person will definitely poke a bloody hole.

The skin color is the same as that of yellow sand, and there is no body temperature and heartbeat, which is completely different from human beings.

'Drip ......'

The sound of electronic synthesis metal came, and Wang Meng's energetic face appeared in front of Sikong-

"Hey! I said, brother, you better take it easy, don't roll over! There are not a few things in that ghost, I'll send you a piece of information, take a good look! ”

"Thank you very much......"

After that, Wang Meng smiled heartily and faded away from the communication.

Sikong nodded, looked at the corpse of the space creature, and no longer hesitated to drive away.

The sand is endless, and the heat wave is so steaming that the Gobi is shaking.

And no one saw that shortly after Sikong left, the completely lifeless, tattered and melted corpse seemed to move, and then ...... Disappear.