"Keep up, keep up, car seven, you're going to fall behind, speed up. Car No. 5, if you are in a crooked direction, you can follow the car crookedly, and you are considered a genius driver. The crow did not lie on the roof of the truck, but sat in the motorcycle sidecar next to Rose, with his legs on the outside of the sidecar, half a cigar in his mouth, and a lazy look, "The driver of car eight, do you want to die? Don't you want to? Hey, let your brothers try to squeeze into the cockpit of the truck, and the rest of you get into your car and speed up to the second place in the convoy. ”

Last night was a calm night, and after the dinner, the mercenaries returned to their tents after a bumpy day, and soon fell asleep, only the unlucky ghosts who had night missions had to hold on their tired bodies and watch over the dark grassland.

Fortunately, nothing happened that night, although from the open grassland, there were occasional long and mournful cries of unknown animals, although in the dense grass, there was always the rustle of animals when they pushed the grass away, although in the darkness without seeing the five fingers, there would always be pairs of green eyes, silently peeking into the dazzling camp, but all night, the camp was safe, and nothing unusual happened.

In the night, there are constantly herds of beasts wandering outside the camp, but no one can see what kind of beasts they are, and the grass and night are their natural protective colors, making them as if they are invisible. The sentinels on the watchtower, sometimes visible through the binoculars, would suddenly shake the grass outside the range of the searchlight, but not a single beast would enter the light all the time. Obviously, the murderous aura emanating from the camp frightened the ferocious beasts, and the animals, who were naturally sensitive to danger, did not want to step into this camp surrounded by barbed wire.

Even so, these inexperienced mercenaries were still very nervous, the first time they carried out a long-distance escort mission, it was this kind of super-large-scale escort mission, the young mercenaries were extra careful, the slightest wind and grass would make them scared, until the dawn broke and the morning light began to light up, and human voices began to be heard from the tents in the camp.

Before five o'clock, the camp began to get busy, everyone skillfully sorted out their belongings, dismantled the tent into parts and put them in place, waiting for someone to collect and load the car, even the boss of the whole team, Mi Xin, wore his hair and did it himself, life in the wilderness is like this, even if it is a pampered person, many things have to be experienced by themselves, everyone has their own work to do, no one can stay out of the matter and be an idler.

After a hot breakfast, all the materials for building the camp were recycled, the materials in the wilderness were precious and had to be reused. After loading everything into the car, burying the domestic garbage on the spot to supplement fertilizer for the grassland, and restoring the environment to its original state as much as possible, the convoy was finally ready to go on the road, and at half past seven in the morning, the sky was already bright, and the convoy set off on time in the sound of the car's horn.

After a day of running-in, the cooperation between the various vehicles of the team has become proficient, and everyone is familiar with each other, and the main and co-pilots of each car belonging to Mi Xin have mingled with the low-level mercenaries who follow the car, which makes the atmosphere of the whole team much more harmonious, at least it is no longer like yesterday, only the crows are pointing fingers, and there is a lifeless embarrassment among the others.

This change made the crow very satisfied, no longer need to deliberately speak to harmonize the atmosphere, to avoid too much silence and damage to morale, the crow can finally not lie on the truck to blow the wind, compared with the roof of the car that is both wind and earth, shrinking in the sidecar next to the rose, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers from the rose, you can laugh with two beautiful teammates from time to time, it is like being in a fairyland.

Unfortunately, the happy times were short-lived, and tragedy struck when the convoy re-marched for more than an hour.

A truck deviated slightly from the line and, while changing direction, inadvertently crushed a small mound next to the vehicle. Driving on the prairie is a normal thing, just a mound, not even an obstacle, at most the truck jolts a few times, so no one cares when it hits.

However, in the next moment, everyone couldn't help but care, the mound was hollow, directly crushed by the weight of the truck, and from the cavity formed by the collapse, there was a very violent buzzing sound. Immediately after, a black and oppressive dark cloud flew out of the hollow of the mound, and soon spread out into an overwhelming layer, and pounced on the convoy.

Mercenaries with good eyesight could see that flying out of the mound was a swarm of fist-sized wasps. This kind of native bee belongs to a kind of alien beast, only grows on the grassland, and does not build a nest in a high place, but like an ant, the nest is built in the soil, and production, life and work are carried out in the soil, so it is a dwelling bee. They have five-centimeter-long spikes on their abdomen, and their mouths are made up of two pairs of large jaws like iron pincers, which can be easily bitten through even cowhide when closed.

As social alien beasts, burrowing bees have always been one of the most fearsome killers on the grasslands, moving in groups of thousands of them, leaving life and bones in their pass.

Yes, they are carnivorous, and the long tail needles can easily penetrate the skin and inject paralyzing toxins into the animal's body, and when the prey loses the ability to resist, the swarm will pounce on the prey, tearing the prey's skin with its large jaws and gnawing on the prey's flesh. Tens of thousands of burrowing bees can easily eat a few medium-sized exotic beasts, leaving only one white bone, as for the size of a human, a large bee colony can be eaten up in just a few minutes, leaving no trace of flesh and blood.

They are said to be the most terrifying killers, because their nests are too hidden, and they look like ordinary small mounds on the outside, but the surface is very brittle, and they can be broken by a little force. Once the nest is destroyed, burrowing bees will come out of the nest and hunt down the destroyers of the nest, unless they are out of their range. For hundreds of years, countless travelers on the grasslands have inadvertently alarmed them, and finally turned into white bones in the wilderness, but fortunately, their populations are not too large, otherwise the grasslands would have become extinct dead places for humans and animals.

In the convoy, the name of the caveman bee has been heard of by the mercenaries who have done a little homework, but most of them are the first time they have seen it, and even the three mercenaries with sparks have never encountered such a fierce little thing.

When the swarm flew, no one was able to react immediately, so no one had time to prevent the tragedy from happening.

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