Looking at the surrounding situation, Ling Chen smiled bitterly, he was really unlucky, not long after entering the desert, he actually encountered this kind of thing, I really didn't expect it.

At this moment, there are nearly 100 militants around, each of whom is equipped with weapons and guns, and it is no wonder that Qiu Yong and others will choose to surrender. Although everyone is a master, a master is not invincible. In an open area like the desert, there is no way to dodge in the face of a group of heavily armed enemies. If you forcibly resist, you may be able to kill nearly half of the people, but you have no hope of survival.

"Take them all away. One of the leaders spoke.

Soon, Ling Chen and his party were escorted to a military transport vehicle by a group of militants. Sitting in the car, Ling Chen and the others looked at each other, and everyone was thinking about countermeasures.

However, the militants seemed to be careful, and in addition to a few of them in the carriage, there were more than a dozen militants who were guarding them, all with their guns pointed at their heads. Ling Chen believed that as long as they dared to move, the other party would definitely unceremoniously shoot a bullet through their heads.

The lights were on inside the carriage, and Ling Chen took the opportunity to look at the militants, all of whom were typical Asians, communicating in a dialect they didn't understand. From the configuration of the equipment on his body, as well as the bloody aura emanating from their bodies, Ling Chen's heart sank slightly.

Before coming, he had a brief understanding of this small country that relied on the Chinese country, which was a country that was in a civil war for many years, especially in recent times, the domestic regime was attacked by the rebels, resulting in the government has been completely paralyzed, and even the head of government of this country has been killed by the rebels. Now, in order to compete for power in this country, several rebel forces are fighting very fiercely.

Because he understood the situation, Ling Chen planned the route and tried to avoid the combat zone as much as possible, so as not to suffer unnecessary trouble.

As for the rebels, Ling Chen had not seen them before when he was on a ghost mission. It's just that the militants in front of him are different from the rebels he has seen before. You know, most of the rebels were young men who were taken in on a temporary basis, and they were given a random gun to him, and they immediately became armed men.

Such people have no training, let alone combat experience, and survive on the battlefield by sheer luck. After only four or five battles, you can go from a rookie to a veteran. And this is also a unique training method for the rebels.

However, the group of militants in front of him was completely different from the rebels he knew, they were very disciplined and well-equipped, and they were not made up of random pieces. From these people, Ling Chen felt the breath of a regular soldier.

Looking at the convoy behind the transport truck, Ling Chen hesitated again and again, but still gave up the idea of making a move. Although he was seventy percent sure of escaping from this transport truck, he still had a convoy, and with only a pair of legs, he would definitely not be able to outrun them. Moreover, these militants in charge of guarding are all loaded with bullets, and once they move, the bullets do not have eyes, and there are so many of them, if they are accidentally injured by bullets, it will be a troublesome matter.

"Sixth brother, the eldest brother was shot when he went out just now. At this time, Wei Jiahao leaned into Ling Chen's ear and whispered.

What the?

Ling Chen's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly looked at Qiu Yong on the side, and asked, "Big brother, how are you, does it matter if you are injured?"

"It's out of the way, just a little skin trauma. ”

Ling Chen was still a little worried about Qiu Yong's calmness, "Big brother, where did the bullet hit?"

Qiu Yong pointed to his left arm, and then, without waiting for Ling Chen to ask, he saw Qiu Yong stretch out a hand, flick his palm open, and put a warhead in his palm.

Seeing Ling Chen's surprised appearance, Qiu Yong said with a smile: "No need to make a fuss, I practice horizontal kung fu, and my muscles are stronger than ordinary martial arts practitioners, and besides, I have recently practiced the martial arts cheats I got from you, and my skills have improved to a certain extent, after the bullet is fired into my body, I can instantly change the density of the muscles through self-control, so that the bullet stays on the outside of the body, so it will not cause too much damage." ”

After listening to Qiu Yong's explanation, Ling Chen was secretly frightened, he didn't expect Qiu Yong's horizontal kung fu to have reached such a point, it was really incredible.

At this time, it was not only Ling Chen who was shocked, there was another person in the car, it was the sniper who had injured Qiu Yong just now. Seeing the warhead that Qiu Yong took out, he was completely stunned, looking at Qiu Yong with burning eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a few minutes, the convoy finally arrived at its destination. As soon as he got out of the car, Ling Chen looked around, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Around them, there was a huge camp, with hundreds of tents, neatly arranged in the desert, and heavily armed militants could be seen everywhere. Not only that, but Ling Chen also saw helicopter gunships, armored vehicles, tanks, various military equipment.

This...... It's just a military base!

If they are caught at someone's military base, even if they have great ability, they may not be able to escape.

Soon, Ling Chen and his party were taken to a makeshift cell.

"Sixth brother, what should we do now?" Wei Jiahao asked worriedly.

"It's not that there is no way, let's see the situation first. If we can convince them to let us go, we won't have to make a big fuss. ”

After waiting in the cell for a long time, someone finally came to interrogate them. It was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and his appearance was not much different from that of a Chinese, but his complexion was darker. The other party stood outside the cell, looked at Ling Chen and the others, and asked, "What are you doing in the desert?"

The middle-aged man spoke the local dialect, and no one present could understand it. Seeing that no one spoke, the middle-aged man asked again in English.

Ling Chen replied, "I'm sorry, we passed through here to meet up with my friends, and we didn't think to offend you. ”

"Friend, this is the desert, who would you meet with in such a place? I warn you, don't make excuses for me. Let me ask you, are you sent by them to assassinate the general?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.

"This friend, we are from Huaxia, and we only came to this country today, and we don't know what generals are. Moreover, you misunderstood us, we have our own affairs to deal with, and we have nothing to do with you, and please let us go. ”

"Huaxia people?" the middle-aged man immediately changed to standard Chinese and said: "It's a time of war, you Huaxia people don't enjoy happiness at home, why do you come to this kind of place?" After speaking, without waiting for Ling Chen to speak, the middle-aged man waved to the door.

Soon, two militants walked in, holding a large pile of things in their hands, all of which were weapons used by the crowd, as well as some military equipment.

"These are all from your car, do you want to tell me that you are going to take these things to a meeting?"