As the largest desert in the world and one of the most uninhabitable for human habitation, the Sahara Desert today is as calm as ever.

It's the sunniest place in the world, with midday temperatures reaching over 50 degrees Celsius in some parts of the day, even in October, and at night, temperatures plummeting to around 10 degrees Celsius, and even near freezing.

The temperature difference between day and night has caused great suffering to the inhabitants of the area, even if there were people who once lived in the desert, and after the devastating war a month earlier, all those who survived were evacuated to the nearby plains. Almost all of the remaining inhabitants of the northern part of the desert fled to Egypt. But......

Even so, there are still people stationed here.

A domed building with a white shell, standing in the middle of the endless yellow sand, looks like a rudimentary observatory. The foundation below is made of white "squares", which at first glance looks like the result of modern modular construction engineering.

This kind of building, which was built in advance in other places, then moved here, and finally put together, may not sound very solid, but it is very suitable for a temporary base that will be used for a short period of time.

"It's so hot......"

A rough male voice floated out from under the building, followed by a bald man wearing only a vest and shorts.

The muscles of this person's body were sharp and angular, and they had long been tanned, his shiny bald head shining dazzlingly in the direct sunlight, and his face was wearing a pair of angry purple sunglasses.

In addition, the wolf head and poisonous snake tattoos all over his body are also very eye-catching, and under the wolf head pattern on his chest, there is also a line of Russian tattoo: "Volkuta".

This sturdy man was a prisoner who had been released from the Soviet Union's notorious "Vorkuta Labor Camp". And the other person who was chatting with him was obviously not a good stubble:

"It's hot enough, damn the Authority, to get us to this goddamn place......"

The guy who spoke this time was a thin middle-aged man, who also took off only a pair of shorts, revealing a whole body of "ribs". Unlike ordinary people, this guy's left arm and left leg are made of metal, and the left half of his body still has severe burn marks, obviously having experienced an explosion or fire.

"Fuck, after I go back, I'll have to peel off the skin of those bastards in the Authority."

The strong man scolded as he frowned and stared at the endless desert in the distance, only to see that the scenery above the sand dunes began to distort due to the high temperature, like an oil painting soaked in water.

"Dare to rebel against the Authority, aren't you afraid to go back to prison?" The wizened man had a lewd smile on his face.

"Go to ******, this place is worse than the environment of Vorkuta." The strong man smashed his fist on the white pillar next to him, leaving a clear fist mark on the concrete pillar: "Lao Tzu came out to kill monsters, not to wait to be sunburned!" ”

- Due to the shortage of manpower, the Monster Administration recently found some murderous prisoners from prisons around the world who could see heretical creatures, and tricked these guys into training as ordinary exorcists and sent them to various places with the rhetoric of "gaining freedom".

And these naturally bloodthirsty guys soon accepted their jobs and became exorcists who "defend the interests of mankind".

In order to avoid defection, these guys are implanted with small trackers that explode and are instantly blown up into a puddle of rotten flesh if they get out of control.

In addition to the two who were chatting, there were at least ten of these "temporary workers" stationed in the makeshift camp in the Sahara Desert.

Their mission is to keep an eye on the abandoned base in the Sahara Desert until the Monster Administration takes back the abandoned base.

"Hell."

Seeing the sudden darkness of the distant sky, the strong man turned his head and glanced at the thin man who was still basking in the sun: "It's a sandstorm again." ”

Even those of them who have seen the "big scene" will be terrified when faced with the super sandstorms of the Sahara Desert. Sandstorms elsewhere on the planet are ridiculously small compared to the brutal sandstorms of the Sahara!

The terrifying sandstorm here can even stretch for thousands of kilometers, and the rolled up sand particles can fly up to a thousand meters in the air, creating a terrifying "sand wall" thousands of meters high.

If you don't put on protective clothing in advance, even the strongest guy will be stripped of a layer of skin after facing a sandstorm of this level!

Seeing the dark sky in the distance, the two, who had already experienced several sandstorms, immediately rushed into the simple houses of the base, grabbed two sets of black protective suits that were almost close to the thickness of the armor, hurriedly put them on their bodies, and then put on solid metal helmets.

In the heat, it was uncomfortable to wear this kind of clothing, and within a minute, they were already sweating profusely. But in order to save my life, I don't have time to care so much.

"Sandstorms are coming again? FU-CK……”

Seeing the scene outside the window, the others in the base scolded while putting on heavy sandstorm protective suits. They were just getting ready when they saw a kilometer-high earthy yellow "wall" slowly sweeping from south to north, swallowing the sand dunes below.

Thundered......

With a dull roar, the floor of the base began to tremble slightly, and everyone present stared nervously at the scene outside the window. Be prepared for emergencies - after all, this makeshift house has almost been blown down several times.

The dark yellow sand wall is getting closer and closer, obscuring the cloudless sky, and a huge shadow envelops the temporary base with a white shell, and the "exorcists" temporarily recruited in the base are also tense up, ready to meet the upcoming sandstorm.

Two minutes later, the terrifying wave of sand and dust containing huge energy finally arrived as promised.

A piercing wail sounded in the air, like the sound of tens of thousands of people crying out at the same time. All the windows went dark, and the sand crackled against the tempered glass.

The entire temporary base crumbled in the sandstorm, instantly cut off all contact with the headquarters, and became an "island" in the sandstorm.

"Communication is cut off, if a monster attacks at this time......" scolded the brawny man from the Vorkuta labor camp.

"Stop talking nonsense, what monster can survive such a sandstorm?" There was mockery in the thin man's voice: "You have too much imagination......"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the loud sound of tempered glass shattering.

"Bang!"

The originally solid tempered glass shattered to the ground, and the violent wind swept the sand and dust into the base, and the sand particles and the glass ballast were firmly pasted on everyone.

“……”

Under the frontal attack of the super sandstorm, even wearing heavy protective clothing, the dozen or so temporary exorcists in the base could not resist. Everyone's visibility suddenly became zero, and they couldn't even see their hands when they looked down, only the endless yellow sand.

Just as they were staggering backwards, the "Grim Reaper" hidden in the sandstorm arrived!

"Ah......h

A faint scream came from the whistling wind, and the strong man thought that someone had hit the wall, but immediately realized that something was not quite right.

- Except for the indistinct scream, no one else made any sound, as if they were dead.

Realizing that the situation was not good, the murderer, who had slaughtered dozens of people, immediately pulled out the pistol hanging from his waist and prepared for battle.

But before he even saw the enemy, a dazzling silver light lit up in front of him.

"Smack!"

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, the strong man tried his best to dodge to the right, but the bullet still tore through the protective suit and brushed against his throat, immediately bringing out a large area of blood.

"Ahhh

The sharp pain caused by the gunshot wound being sealed by the sand grains made the strong man scream loudly, fall to the ground and convulse, his eyes were suddenly filled with blood, and his vision turned completely scarlet.

Unlike usual, the sandstorm was unusually fast, passing through the base in less than a minute.

When the strong man who fell to the ground saw the scene around him, he immediately realized that his premonition had come true:

All his "comrades-in-arms" turned into motionless corpses. The only two guys left standing, looking dressed up, are obviously not members of the base, but enemies who take advantage of the sandstorm to launch a surprise attack!

Seeing the two "humanoid creatures" wearing khaki camouflage uniforms and tightly wrapped around their bodies, the strong man showed a hideous smile and whispered, "You guys...... There is indeed a ......"

Hearing his words, one of the thinner men looked down at him and said, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"Bang!"

A large-caliber revolver bullet mercilessly pierced the strong man's skull, ending his life in an instant.

……

Casually retracting the large-caliber revolver "Peacekeeper" back in holster, Zhang Luo looked up and inspected the poorly decorated base, and after making sure that there were no living people left, he took off the "Arab women's style" headscarf wrapped around his face and threw it aside, and used the Executioner's Eye to send a message to Frankenstein:

"Solved."

"Take advantage of the sandstorm raid, boy, you're really bold enough, I like it." Speaking of this, Darov, the big exorcist wearing khaki desert camouflage power armor next to him, looked curiously at the holster on Zhang Luo's waist and asked, "What kind of revolver is this, why is it so powerful?" ”

"Secret." Zhang Luo smirked: "But I can guarantee that this gun can penetrate the power armor." ”

"How do you know there's going to be a sandstorm right now?" Darov, who had seen the power of the "weather control machine" for the first time, continued to ask questions.

Hearing this, Zhang Luo raised his right hand and shook it in front of the Russian helmet, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't think I told you that I can call the wind and rain, man." (To be continued.) )