Rogue Aventure

The yellow sand that can't be seen at a glance seems to extend to the sky, and the moonlight pours down through the clouds, dyeing the grains of sand with a layer of cool brilliance.A poisonous scorpion lurks behind the sand dunes, like a hunter waiting for an opportunity, waiting for its prey to come to its door.

At this moment, a black shadow moved quickly towards the sand dunes.With just a flash, it was hidden in the shadow of the sand dunes, blending with the entire desert.

The poisonous scorpion smelled the food, the scorpion stinger on its tail cocked, then got out of the sand nest, swished to the shadow of the dune, and the scorpion stinger stabbed down.A big hand suddenly stretched out in the darkness, as if from hell, silent, abrupt, small but fast as lightning, grabbed the poisonous scorpion.

The poisonous scorpion knew that it had encountered a powerful enemy, and was struggling vigorously. The poisonous needle on its tail was looking for an angle, and wanted to give the enemy a fatal blow.But it met a real hunter, its tail broke off suddenly, and it was thrown into a dark hole full of mucus, and then its body was chewed to pieces by two rows of white teeth, and finally swallowed. in stomach.Then a black muzzle protruded from the sand dunes. Behind the night vision sniper scope, there were a pair of cold and calm eyes that made people tremble.

Yang Luo's figure was running fast in the desert, and suddenly came to an emergency stop.Due to the speed of running, coupled with inertia, his feet sank deeply into the sand.

Yang Luo looked at the dots of yellow sand under his feet and frowned, then raised his head and looked into the distance. The night and the desert merged together. Even the cold moonlight could not separate the blackness of the night from the yellowness of the sand. Somewhat redundant.At this moment, a gust of wind blew past, making the already extremely cold desert night even more chilly.From Yang Luo's position, one could clearly see that the yellow sand in the distance was blown up by the strong wind, and it was constantly twisting and changing, forming an indescribable beauty and weirdness.It seems to be warning the creatures who trespass here, this is my territory, you better be careful.

Yang Luo's breathing slowly became long and slow, his deep eyes looked at the sand dune not far away, the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a beautiful arc, and he whispered softly: "If it's really you, I don't mind Let me share with you the humor that belongs to the desert."

Time passed bit by bit, and the surroundings fell into a deathly silence, so quiet that even the sound of sand rolling slowly under the agitation of the wind could be clearly heard.It was so quiet that even the silvery full moon above the head and the stars shining like gems all over the sky seemed lonely.

Yang Luo still stood there without moving, darkness enveloped the whole land, under the vast sky, in this vast and boundless desert, Yang Luo just stood there quietly, another gust of wind curled the yellow sand on his body skip.Soon the gust of wind dissipated between the sky and the earth, and the rolled up yellow sand scattered one after another.It landed on Yang Luo's head, face, and body.It seems that he has been standing there since ancient times. After thousands of years of wind and rain erosion, and the changes of vicissitudes of life, he still stands there and stands tall.

Behind the sand dune, the hunter hiding in the shadows, his eyes are still cold and calm, and the cross in the sniper scope has already locked the prey standing motionless in the desert.But for some reason, the steady and thick finger that held the trigger did not depress it.

At this moment, Yang Luo suddenly laughed, and the hunter pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

A dull gunshot broke the deathly silence, and a smile appeared on the hunter's face, but when he looked through the sniper scope, the smile suddenly froze on his face, because the prey was gone.Then the body jumped up suddenly, rolled down the sand dune, then bent over like a cheetah and jumped towards another sand dune in the distance, blinking and disappearing into the night.

This dune was twice as big as the one just now, but this big dune did not give the hunter hidden in the shadows a sense of security, but made him feel uneasy.As time went by, professional sensitivity told him that it was not safe here, so leave quickly.

The hunter obeyed the warning in his heart, and slowly retreated at the top of the dune, like a gerbil looking for food, without making a sound.When he was about to climb to the bottom of the sand dunes, his slowly wriggling body stopped moving, the pores all over his body suddenly opened, and cold sweat burst out of the hair follicles in an instant.Suddenly his ankle was grabbed by a powerful big hand, and a powerful force surged and pulled him down.Then his body was pressed under him, and he felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind his head. Without any hesitation, his upper body swung desperately to one side.

"puff!"

A gleaming dagger left a deep bloodstain on his face and pierced into the sand. The hunter let out a deep roar, put his hands on the ground and jumped up with all the strength in his body, pressing the ground on him. The person on him was thrown out.Then he turned around abruptly, raised his foot and kicked out fiercely.

"boom!"

There was a dull crashing sound, and a black figure retreated rapidly.The hunter quickly raised his gun, and the black figure disappeared around the corner of the dune in a flash.

In the hunter's deep eye sockets, there is a pair of blue pupils that are a bit strange.On his right face, there was a three-inch-long deep incision, and the blood was still dripping down.He slowly raised his left hand, and his fingers slowly passed over the wound.The tingling pain from the wound made him feel that his hand was not so stable anymore. It shook again, yes, it shook again, and it shook very regularly.

"Why are my hands shaking!" The hunter murmured, lowering his head and looking at his shaking hands, "What's wrong with you, buddy, are you afraid? No, no, you're not afraid, you're excited right Is it?" But his left hand was still shaking again, "What's the matter with you, are you telling me that that guy is the real hunter, and I'm the prey?" He raised his left hand quickly, and shook it with a snap Stop the sniper rifle.

Yang Luo slowly climbed to the other side of the dune, made a human-shaped pile of sand in the shadow, and took off his shirt to cover it.Then he dug a small pit on one side of the sand pile, untied his belt and knelt there to urinate into the sand pit, and took out a bone he had just picked up in his pocket.It's only the thickness of a thumb, and I don't know what kind of beast it is. It has been eroded by wind and sand and is very brittle, and it may break with a little force.

Yang Luo put the bones in the sand pit, covered them with sand, then grinned, crawled forward along the sand dunes, and finally lay down on the corner, sticking his head out to watch.

The hunter stood there waiting for more than ten minutes. He had to calm himself down, because this was not a game, but a tragic duel between professional soldiers and professional soldiers.And he also knew in his heart that he still underestimated his opponent, and now he had to deal with it carefully, otherwise he might be hunted down if he was careless.

The hunter finally calmed down, raised his feet and walked cautiously to the other side of the dune.When he walked to the other side of the dune, he stopped suddenly, and the sniper rifle moved slightly. Through the sniper scope, he could clearly see that the corner of his clothes was exposed on an oblique cut surface of the dune, and his face couldn't help showing smiled.

"Come out, this game is over."

No one answered him, the corner of the clothes swayed with the breeze, and the hunter pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

The bullet penetrated into the sand, and a puff of blue smoke rose, but still no one answered him, and the hem of the clothes was still swaying with the breeze.

The hunter frowned, raised his legs and walked over step by step. He walked very slowly. The short distance of twenty meters took seven or eight minutes.

"Damn bastard!" The hunter put down the sniper rifle that had been held in the air, and looked down at the coat covered by the human-shaped sand pile.The expression on his face kept changing, then he snorted coldly and walked towards the sand pile.Suddenly his feet sank, and there was a clear click in his ears. The corner of the hunter's eyes jumped suddenly, and his body froze there.He was so familiar with this voice, he shouted in his heart, mine.Especially in the desert, the sand layer is soft and the stability is very poor. Once stepped on, it is difficult to remove.

The hunter raised his gun again, because he believed that the enemy was nearby, and as long as he relaxed a little, he might receive a fatal blow from the enemy.But with the passage of time, the enemy did not appear as he imagined.

An hour has passed, two hours have passed, even though he has undergone brutal training, even if he can be in any harsh environment, he can keep a movement unchanged day and night.But now he is still stepping on landmines, and the muscles in his whole body have not relaxed for a moment, especially mentally, he must prevent the enemy from appearing suddenly. His nerves are about to rupture, and the sweat on his forehead is continuously flowing down to his eyes. However, the tingling feeling made him dare not blink his eyes.

Another hour later, a thin cloud covered the full moon in the sky, darkening the whole world.The hunter rolled his throat, and his nerves began to relax slowly.

"Have you left?" The hunter murmured, and then waited for a while, but there was no movement around, and it was still so silent.

The hunter exhaled, and said softly, "It seems that you really left." After speaking, he slowly bent down, put the sniper rifle on the ground, and then pulled out the saber from his marine boots.

"what!"

The sudden laughter made the hunter's heart jump, and he quickly reached out to grab the sniper rifle beside him.

"Don't move, or I'll blow your head off with one shot!" Yang Luo walked out holding the [-]-type pistol.

The hunter put down the sniper rifle he had already grabbed, stood up slowly, and looked at the man standing less than three meters away in front of him. His not strong body actually gave him a very aggressive and oppressive masculine charm .At the same time, on Yang Yang's face, there is a kind of plainness and calmness accumulated from the battlefield.But in the calmness on the surface, his eyes, his skin, his head, and every cell in his body contained a hidden and terrifying fighting flame.Like a keg full of gunpowder, a terrifying energy burst out at any time, blowing him to pieces.

The hunter's face as hard as steel twitched, "You win!"

Yang Luo walked over, picked up the sniper rifle, and then raised the Type [-] pistol in front of the hunter, with a mischievous smile like a child on his face.