Chapter Thirty-Seven: Sydney's Strange Plot Changes
It's a pity that Wang Kaixuan misestimated An Liman's piety to the Lord, and the other party replied to him on the spot that he would be retributed, and he was choked and speechless.
Qingfeng glanced at Wang Kaixuan and signaled him not to be serious with An Liman, there was a sandstorm outside and he didn't know what could stop, and the team should not have unnecessary infighting.
In such a difficult environment, Anliman's years of experience in surviving in the desert are more and more precious to everyone.
And the most important thing is that Qingfeng's attention at this time has completely fallen on Shirley Yang, a foreign woman, who is deeply guarded against the other party in her heart.
You must know that the cultivation path of the Maoshan Sect in the Shangqing Dynasty is the first to regain the gods, and the disciples under him are all mentally tenacious, although he has not yet reached the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, it is impossible for a mortal woman to make him look in a trance.
But such a bizarre thing did happen to him, how could Qingfeng not be wary, if it weren't for An Liman to worship him loudly, he didn't know how long he would sink in his eyes.
This strange feeling was actually felt deeply by Qingfeng after Kunlun Glacier and his party, but he used several methods, but he couldn't discern what had changed in the other party.
"I think you should come and see this!"
At this time, someone from the special team who had been silent all the way stood up and reminded Qingfeng and the others with a calm face.
Accustomed to being on the battlefield, they will remain vigilant whenever they go to an unfamiliar place, and will not rest until they are sure that they are safe.
Coming here was naturally no exception, and when Qingfeng and the others had just rested, they had detected several situations that had to be guarded against.
"There are several animal footprints here, and it has been determined that there are traces of wolves in them, but there is not enough information to determine whether they are lone wolves or packs of wolves!"
The highest-ranking warrior among them led Qingfeng and the others to a corner of the ruins, and explained by shining a strong flashlight on the animal footprints on the ground.
"Here, God has specially prepared for the animals in the desert, what's the fuss! It's just that after the sandstorm, the wolf will show its teeth, and the sheep should show its horns!"
An Liman said unhurriedly after hearing this, and then explained the survival rules of animals in the desert to everyone present.
But in the second half of the words, no matter how Qingfeng listened, it felt like there were words in the words, as if he was hiding a reminder and warning to everyone.
"Yes, but how do you explain these bones!"
The warrior's face remained unchanged, and he asked as he pulled out a white bone from the sand on the ground.
"It looks like human bones, but how can there be no flesh on them?"
Professor Chen, who was watching from the sidelines, helped his reading glasses, took the human bone in the soldier's hand, and studied it for a moment with a puzzled expression.
"That's exactly what I want to say, the flesh and bones of the dead in the desert don't rot, but turn into dried corpses after being dried!" Hu Bayi also replied when he heard the voice.
Without those young people who were shocked in the team, compared to the original plot, the atmosphere of the entire team was several times more serious.
"Maybe those wolves will eat it all!" said An Liman, who sat still and didn't move a single step.
"Quite possibly..."
"No! wolves don't have such intact bones when they eat, and they don't even have a tooth mark!"
When Hu Ba nodded and wanted to agree with An Liman's statement, the soldier immediately refuted it, and then thought about it for a long time before saying:
"This kind of situation, we have encountered in the Amazon jungle on a mission, it is a scene that only appears after the predation of marching ants!"
As soon as the soldier's words fell, there was a sound of bullets loading from the side of the special team, and the other eleven team members raised their guns slightly, looking at the previous soldier with questioning eyes.
"What are you doing, you are all sick with guns!"
Seeing this, Wang Kaixuan instantly jumped to the side, hiding behind the pillar in the ruins and shouted, he didn't understand how to speak properly, why did he suddenly have infighting.
When the previous soldier saw the movements of his comrades, he did not show any nervousness, but made a mysterious gesture to them as usual.
"Secret... Mission..."
Looking at the gestures made by the warrior, Hu Bayi frowned and muttered, bewildering the breeze standing beside him.
The existence of desert marching ants is known to Qingfeng, who has watched the series, and he is also secretly guarding against it, but the overreaction of these warriors is a bit of a fuss.
When the soldier finished gesticulating, the other eleven members of the special team instantly put down the muzzle of the gun, unloaded the magazine and withdrew the loaded bullet, and then sat on the ground and rested.
"This Dao Leader, although we are ordered by our superiors to protect you, even if we sacrifice our lives, I still want to remind you that it is best to evacuate as soon as the sandstorm stops, so as not to cause unnecessary damage!"
After speaking, the warrior did not wait for Qingfeng to answer, and retreated to the squad to rest.
"Dao Ye is here!"
Hu Bayi stepped forward and pulled Qingfeng, and then walked to a corner of the ruins and whispered:
"Master Dao, there is a problem with this team, although I can't parse all their content, but I still barely understand some of them, they seem to have other tasks!"
Qingfeng nodded when he heard this, of course he knew this very well in his heart, Chen Dong sent these people not so much to protect, but to monitor.
However, no matter what their purpose was, they were fearless to Qingfeng, and there were ways to deal with them ordinary people in the Maoshan Technique.
It was getting dark, but the sandstorm outside did not abate at all, and although the people who knew that there might be marching ants nearby did not want to stay here for a long time, there was nothing they could do at this time.
Moreover, the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge, and even if there is this ruin to protect against the wind and cold, everyone needs to build a fire to keep warm, and if you go out, you will only die faster.
After eating some dried meat to replenish energy, everyone laid out the felt and prepared to rest, and the task of keeping vigil was handed over to the special team, and it was better to let the professionals be responsible for this kind of thing.
However, after Qingfeng finished the evening class, he sat cross-legged by the fire and pretended to sleep, with Shirley Yang, a woman who didn't know the depths, it was strange that he could sleep peacefully.
After all, he didn't want to die because of a moment of snooze, and never see the sun the next day.
"Qingfeng Dao Chief, are you on the lookout for me?"
After everyone's breathing became even, Qingfeng, who had replaced sleep with meditation, slowly opened his eyes, and then saw Shirley Yang chuckle and sit beside him with burning eyes.
Qingfeng couldn't help frowning when he saw this, this woman seemed to have an inexplicable affection for Hu Bayi in the plot, why did she come to talk to him in the middle of the night.
What a hassle!