Although it is only a small country with a population of less than 10 million, there are many armed forces in it, and it cannot be counted on one hand.

The reason for all this is because although this place is a desert, there is a lot of oil buried under the yellow sand.

As the most important strategic material in the new era, where there is oil, there will eventually be riots, and other countries will try their best to arrange their own forces to get a piece of the pie.

The most obvious is the developed countries in the West, which usually consume huge amounts of oil, and like to guard the gold mountain to rob, causing all kinds of panic.

In the ruins of an oasis near an oasis are the homes of several less dilapidated buildings, known as the Hades organization.

These people belonged to the neighboring kingdom of Haier, and after the war in Saint-Dari, they joined the war under the pretext of recovering the land.

In fact, it is also for the oil fields here, after the elimination of the aborigines, they retreat openly, but secretly stay, under the pseudonym Hades, stealing oil.

Every other week, more than a dozen trucks belonging to the Haier military arrive to take the extracted crude with them.

The roar of car engines and the sound of drilling for oil are the eternal theme of this oasis ruins.

It was only dawn, and the trucks were already coming from afar, and the incandescent lights were stained with yellow sand, illuminating the surrounding area in a hazy light.

The door of the truck opened, and several people wearing Haier military uniforms jumped down, their faces were resolute, their eyes were cold-blooded, and they looked like they had killed someone.

"Fake, why isn't there one? Where did they all die? Is the crude oil ready? ”

A big-nosed officer at the head asked three questions, and the roar of anger continued to echo in several buildings.

But there was no response around, the car engine had gone out, and only the drilling continued to roar.

"Damn it, I'm going to hang you up and put you in the sun for three days!"

The big-nosed officer was furious, kicked over the oil barrel next to him, and waved to the men, telling them to investigate first.

The latter nodded, grabbed the submachine gun in his hand, and in groups of five, went in different directions.

A few came to the closed door, and after a few gestures, they charged in together, kicking the door open, and the guns kept aiming.

Although it looks dilapidated from the outside, the interior of the building is quite luxurious, with plush carpets on the floor, round tables trimmed with gold trim, and decanted red wine.

The soldiers walked by quickly, and began to search the houses one by one, and when they had completely searched the building, they returned to report.

"Report to the officer, there is no one in the room, but the weapons are there, they seem to have evaporated from the world, and there is still sober wine on the table."

"Didn't there ever be a fight? So where did they go! The big-nosed officer said through gritted teeth.

He thought that the people who pretended to be armed groups had been eliminated, but there had never been a battle at all, so how could they have disappeared?

"Report sir, I found them, all on the oil well tower, but they're dead, and ......"

A few more soldiers came running back to report that they were horrified, as if they had seen something terrible.

"How did you die?"

The big-nosed officer's eyes were as big as a bull's eye, and he pulled out the pistol at his waist, which glistened in the light of the headlights, and was supposed to be made of gold.

"They died very miserably, their faces became wrinkled, as if their whole body had been drained of blood...... "Beads of sweat continued to drip from the soldiers' foreheads, and they were extremely frightened.

"How can there be such a way of death in the world, it must be other organizations pretending to be ghosts, I'll take a look!"

The big-nosed officer, apparently a materialist, immediately interrupted the soldier and went in person.

At the back of these buildings is a taller building, made entirely of steel, which is used to extract oil from the drilling tower.

The big-nosed officer stepped on the barbed wire steps and walked quickly to the tower, and as soon as he came up, he saw an extremely frightened picture.

The bearing shaft of the oil is still in motion, and the crude oil is constantly coming out and sliding down the pipeline into the storage tank next to it.

Underneath the storage box, there is a layer of white velvet, which looks like a thin layer of snow and cotton.

Dozens of corpses were piling up in it, and they had been stationed here, but their bodies were shrunk and their muscles were flattened, and the outlines of their bones could be seen.

Each corpse had a frightened expression on its face, and its mouth was wide open, as if it wanted to scream something desperately before dying, but it couldn't make a sound.

The big-nosed officer shone the searchlight in his hand and immediately took two steps back, even though he had been fighting for many years, he had never seen such a scene.

"Who did it? Could it be a viper organization? It's so vicious! The big-nosed officer's voice trembled slightly.

The soldiers in the rear were all terrified, and some of them were shaking their legs.

"We can't stay here any longer, hurry up and load the crude oil in the storage box into the truck, we'll pull it away, and get out of here!"

The big-nosed officer felt that something was wrong, and there were only two teams of people around him, so he had better go back first and then make plans.

He didn't give up the full crude oil, and he had traveled so long for the black gold.

The soldiers, too, were well-trained and immediately moved to the top of the truck outside and hooked the container with the rear tail device.

These are supporting trucks for oil extraction, and the container can be easily pulled up in just over two minutes.

The big-nosed officer had already sat in the truck in front of him and waited, but five minutes had passed, and no one had been heard.

"Damn rookie eggs, can't you even do this little thing? I'll retire you when you go back. ”

The fear born in his heart made it difficult for the big-nosed officer to calm down, so he could only hide his emotions with rage, and got out of the car noisily.

In the rear, the truck was connected to the storage box, and the machine was humming, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't be lifted.

"What's going on?"

As soon as the big-nosed officer came in, he kicked a soldier to the ground and asked viciously.

"Sir, we don't know what's going on, the horsepower of the shunting is maxed out, but we can't lift the storage box."

One of the soldiers said quickly with a sad face.

"The hook on it can lift three storage bins full of oil, and this one can't be lifted, are you a rice bucket?!"

The big-nosed officer grabbed the soldier by the collar, jerked him away, and then got into the car himself, driving the horsepower to the fullest.

The storage box still stood quietly on the iron net, unmoving, and the bearing shaft of the hook exploded because of the continuous heating.

Some metal fragments ejected out, no less powerful than bullets, and after falling on the storage box, they cut open one large hole after another.

The viscous crude oil flows out and spreads on the yellow sand, and the pungent smell here becomes stronger.

"Damn!"

The big-nosed officer gritted his teeth and slammed the steering wheel in anger, and the sound of the horn kept ringing.

"Woooooo

Suddenly, an extremely high-pitched and strange sound wandered through the ruins of the oasis, like some kind of fowl.

As soon as the big-nosed officer heard this, he immediately felt a chill in his back, jumped out of the car with a shocked face, looked for the sound, and looked around.

Soon, he found the source, which was in the storage box in the back of the truck.

He didn't turn a corner for a while, didn't it contain all oil? Could it be said that it has become a refinement? How can it make a sound?

"Peng!"

The metal lid on the top of the storage box was bounced out, and a huge black shadow slowly emerged from the box.

The soldiers shone their searchlights and saw a huge blood-colored octopus slowly crawling out, half of its body stained with viscous crude oil, dripping constantly.

"Goo-dong!"

The big-nosed officer swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as a resident of a desert city, he rarely eats seafood and hates octopuses very much.

Now the one that came out of the storage box is seven or eight meters wide, is this still an octopus? Isn't this an evil god?

"Poof?"

The giant octopus opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of juice, but instead of black ink, it was a white web.

It's like a spider's web that has expanded hundreds of times, enveloping both the people and the truck in front of it at once.

"Ahhh

The sun broke out of dawn, the first rays of sunlight shone on the yellow sand, and a miserable scream continued to sound.

These cobwebs are sharper than steel wires, and when they fall on people, they will cut wounds one after another, and the blood in the whole body will involuntarily surge into them.

The big-nosed officers and soldiers struggled to escape, but after taking two straight steps, they fell to the ground, their muscles shrinking and their blood drained.

Everyone had their mouths wide open and expressions of horror on their faces, exactly like the corpses on the rigs.

…………

Weilong is a country with extremely low economic development, and if there were to be a poor country in the world, it would be the first to bear the brunt.

Despite the low economy, the inhabitants of the area do not starve to death, because it is located at 28 degrees north latitude and receives 1,500 millimeters of rainfall a year.

The perennial high temperature and abundant rain make the vegetation here abundant, and all kinds of exotic fruits and vegetables are available.

Along with it, there are a large number of insects and small mizusawa creatures, all of which are rare species that cannot survive in other areas.

In the afternoon, the rare sunlight shines down on the rainforest, evaporating the residual water vapor from the leaves, and here it is cloudy almost every day, with rain every other day.

Footsteps rang from a house made of bamboo and sycamore leaves, and a straw-woven curtain was lifted, and a figure walked out quickly.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, with dark skin and a rough complexion, and a body of one and a half meters is very strong and slightly obese.

He looks like a primitive person, with only a grass skirt woven of leaves all over his body, but the equipment in his hand is very advanced, with two power banks, a mobile phone holder, and the latest brand-name mobile phone.

The middle-aged man walked to the straw mat covered with leaves, set up the stand, and started the live broadcast with his mobile phone.

The live broadcast platform is the dark web, and even cutting people will not be banned.

"Welcome to all the friends who come here, my food must be very delicious today, it will open your eyes!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he came to the bamboo hut and took out a long chopping board, on which were seven or eight large bowls.

Placing the board on the straw mat, he shifted the angle again to make sure he could get the full picture, and then sat down on the spot.

The bowl is not filled with delicacies, but with strange insects of various colors and shapes.

There are huge black centipedes, tree insects the size of peanuts, tadpoles that have just grown hind legs, and even bees soaked in cloudy liquor.

Moreover, all are alive.

This table will scare ordinary people a lot, and if they are timid, they will probably run away.

The middle-aged man didn't have the slightest look of fear, and while picking up the stone mortar to prepare the seasoning, he waited for the popularity of the live broadcast room to rise.

After mashing garlic and millet spicy, add sugar and lemonade, and then stir it with two fingers to form a dipping sauce that belongs to the characteristics of Weilong Kingdom.

Seeing that his popularity had reached a normal level, the middle-aged man laughed, directly reached out and grabbed a centipede with the length of his middle finger, put it in the water, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Crunch ......"

He chewed violently with his teeth, letting the yellow-brown liquid flow down the corners of his mouth to create the effect of the show.

Such a picture, displayed in the live broadcast room through a mobile phone, made everyone who saw it feel a little disgusting.

But few people choose to leave, such a heavy picture, very satisfying curiosity, and only dark web sites can see.

The middle-aged man swallowed the centipede, which had not yet been chewed, and began to beg for a gift after holding back the feeling of nausea.

Although the people of Weilong Kingdom usually catch some insects to eat, they do not eat them raw, and the reason for this is to attract popularity and make money.

Soon, a big brother in the live broadcast room swiped a gift worth 2,000 and asked him to dry the bee wine on the side.

"Woooooooooooo

The middle-aged man screamed twice with joy, then directly took the large bowl and poured the still alive bees into his mouth along with the wine.

"Knock knock!"

The Adam's apple kept rolling, the bees in the bowl decreased, and the live broadcast room brushed out their thumbs one after another, thinking that this old brother was too violent.

Before he could finish drinking, he heard a click, and the bowl fell on the stone mortar and shattered.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he clutched his neck as if he was being strangled.

After three seconds, he collapsed on the straw mat, as if he had lost his breath.

The live broadcast room was frantically brushing the question marks, I don't know if this is choking, or the effect of the show made by the anchor.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a fist-sized centipede with a faint purple glow squirmed out of the middle-aged man's throat.

After the two brush-like tentacles probed the way, the centipede crawled onto the middle-aged man's cheek and gnawed frantically.

…………

"There is a giant fish demon in Shuicheng, who likes to eat heads, and ten people have been killed."

"The war-torn Saint-Dari gave birth to evil gods, occupied oil fields, and carried out self-evolution."

"During the live broadcast of a certain food anchor, only the skeleton of Sensen was gnawed by a centipede crawling out of his stomach."

“……”

Zhao Qi sat in front of the computer, looking at the strange events from major websites, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"What kind of food is it, can this also be called a food anchor?"

Li Yiran was gnawing on the watermelon on the side, and after seeing the so-called food in the video, he immediately wanted to vomit. (End of chapter)