The severed limbs and arms fell on the surface of the sea of sand with blood and water, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The tragedy continued to be staged, and Rao is Yan Jing couldn't bear to look at it anymore, not to mention the other survivors on the broken boat, after all, the broken ship under his feet obviously couldn't last long, and the sinking trend showed no sign of stopping at all.

Yan Jing didn't intend to appease them, but walked back to the top of the broken ship along the side of the ship, picking up the telescope he had just found from the wheelhouse.

He had to determine the location of the research ship as soon as possible so that it would be easier to estimate the time.

If the ship is broken and sunk, they still don't come, Yan Jing will have to think of other ways.

Yan Jing was lucky, or the torch would not deceive, as the telescope moved, a black shadow suddenly flashed in his field of vision, and when he moved back, he saw a large ship heading towards their location.

The speed is not slow, and by estimating the current distance between the two sides, Yan Jing feels that the broken boat under his feet should be able to support until the rescue arrives.

However, he overlooked one point.

The half-sinking broken ship under your feet is what really attracts those worms!

Bang~Bang~

Before Yan Jing could put down the telescope in his hand, the hull tremor and the ensuing noise immediately caught his attention.

Looking down, through the bottom of the part of the compartment that had broken through the hull, several worms rushed in, scurrying all over the hull, causing the sand to pour into the cabin at a breakneck speed.

To the worm swarm, the broken ship was a can of meat, and they couldn't wait to open the lid and prepare to make a few holes in the can.

This was by no means good news for Yan Jing.

The survivors on board noticed this, and unsurprisingly fell into a state of panic again.

Yan Jing stared at the cabin for a while, then suddenly turned around and shouted,

"If you want to live, shut up!"

As the life-saving benefactor of everyone present, Yan Jing's words still had an effect, and everyone was silent for a while, and their eyes turned to him in unison.

"Throw the rope under your feet."

Seeing that the scene was temporarily stable, Yan Jing looked at the pale-faced middle-aged man not far away, nodded at the rope beside him, and then said,

"I'll lead away the worm swarm later, don't make a sound, or if the ship sinks, no one will survive!"

Taking the rope, Yan Jing bent down and smashed the glass of the wheelhouse with a fist, tied the rope to the steering wheel, and tied the other end to his waist, and then returned to the outside, looking at the front half of the truncated boat opposite.

The giant beast cut off the back of the ship, and the front half of the body rolled on its side in the sandy sea, and it was now almost half sunk.

The point was that it was not far from the second half of where Yan Jing was, and there was also a height difference.

With leather boots on the deck, Yan Jing rushed to the highest section of the broken ship, took advantage of the gap to rise, dragged the rope wrapped around his waist to the front half of the hull, and then turned around with an extra AK in his hand.

The reason for choosing this gun is very simple, there are only a limited number of low-privilege guns sold in the Torch Bazaar, and the AK47 is cheap enough and extremely adaptable, Yan Jing bought three and piled them up in the space, even saving maintenance, which is just right now coming in handy.

Pulling the trigger on the swarm of worms surging in the cabin, he didn't care if he could hit or not, all he wanted was to make enough noise to lure the swarm of worms over.

The continuous gunfire and Yan Jing's constant stamping on the hull of the ship caused shocks, without any accidents, the worm swarm collectively turned around and quickly drilled near the front half of the hull.

The brown worm body writhed in the sea of sand, and the sight made people frown.

The sharp mouthparts smashed through the hull, which was already becoming more and more fragile under the successive impacts, and the appearance of a large number of gaps caused the front half of the hull to sink rapidly.

At this time, Yan Jing, who already looked much like a bandit in the Middle East, snorted in a low voice, changed his hand and took out two more from the space and threw them towards the place where the worms were most dense.

The explosion was a wave of air that tossed around with a dark green viscous liquid and fragments of the worm's torso, only to halt the worm's offensive for the time being, and the ensuing intersperses became more and more violent.

Seeing that it was almost over, Yan Jing decisively climbed back to the back half of the boat with the help of the rope on his waist, and this time it dragged on for seven or eight minutes, and the rescue had arrived!

As soon as he returned to the roof of the wheelhouse, Yan Jing saw several shuttle-shaped sailboats galloping in the direction of the research ship that he had previously discovered, galloping on the sand waves.

If you pick up the binoculars, you can see that the sailboats are similar in shape to willow leaves, except that they all seem to have some kind of propulsion device installed at the bottom, and the blue-gray tail flame is sprayed as they move forward, and the driver controls the direction by controlling the spinnaker.

Glancing at the swarm of worms that were still raging under his eyes, Yan Jing was afraid that these people who came to the rescue would be killed, so he hurriedly pulled a strip of colorful cloth and waved it in his hand, while shouting with the other hand pointing at the bottom,

"Monster! Be careful! ”

His reminder didn't help, the men showed no intention of slowing down, and the worm swarm had already sensed their arrival, and some of them abandoned the first half of the truncated boat and headed straight for them.

Just when Yan Jing thought that something was going to happen to those people, he saw one of the pilots whistle, and then everyone neatly took out a short-barreled firearm and projected some spherical objects into the sky.

In the next second, Yan Jing only saw the ice-blue mist explode overhead.

A cold air stream swept over their location.

The swarm of worms that were still rampant before dived into the depths of the sand sea in the blink of an eye, never to be seen again.

"Whew~ Finally saved......"

"It's over, that's the banner of the Traceability School, it's all over!"

Yan Jing looked at the approaching sailboat, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a middle-aged man who had been rescued before suddenly fall to his knees, and the panic on his face was no less than the swarm of worms he had encountered in the sea of sand earlier.

"What do you mean?"

Yan Jing, who sensed that something was wrong, grabbed his collar and asked in a deep voice.

"Tracing the origins of the school, haven't you heard, that ship is carrying a group of crazy scientists, and if they are caught, the end will only be worse than being buried in the sea of sand!"

The middle-aged man shouted hysterically, broke free from Yan Jing's palm, and ran to the wheelhouse, as if he wanted to go down to the cabin from there to hide, but as soon as he ran a few steps, a shuttle of bullets hit the deck next to him.

Everyone immediately put down their weapons, put their heads in their hands, and crouched! Otherwise die! ”

The hoarse voice shouted words through the dust, causing the survivors on the ship to feel chills all over their bodies.

Yan Jing's gaze swept over the heavily armed warriors standing on the mechanical sailboat, then looked at the boundless sea of sand around him, and pursed his lips.

The event mission prompts that there will be a research ship coming to the rescue, but it is good or bad to mention the forces on board!