"Shhh, don't speak!"

Link ran to Afu in three or two steps, and saw that Afu half of his body was trapped underground and stuck tightly.

"Why are there holes in the Gobi Desert?" Link was confused and frowned.

Ah Fu slammed his hands in the Gobi Desert, and his heart was filled with coldness.

"You slowly stretch your feet to test whether there is a hole or something under your feet. Remember to be careful when stretching your feet!" Link said slowly.

Ah Fu was originally so panicked, but when he heard the boss's words, his previous worries and tension were wiped out and he had a backbone again.

As Link said, Afu focused on his lower body, his legs moved slowly, and the soles of his feet were tentatively tapping.

Soon, Afu's military boots stepped on the pointed and hard object, and his body was trembling with fear, but he still tried it seriously.

"What have you tested?"

"It seems like a trap, with many pointed barbs underneath."

"Boss, please leave quickly. If you don't leave the Mechanical God Cult, you will be surrounded." Ah Fu closed his voice and whispered in a low voice.

"What should you do if I leave!"

"It's better to die one person than to die two people!"

Link smiled angrily, stood up and looked down at him. Although he couldn't see Afu's face clearly, the two lines of clear tears in the darkness were extremely clear under the stars.

"You can't believe me like that? Are you just a team of fanatical believers of the Mechanical God Cult? What are you afraid of?" Link's tone was plain, and he seemed not afraid of being discovered at all.

Afu's expression was frozen and he stared at Link.

Although the night blocked the boss's majestic face, the confidence that the boss exuded all over his body seemed as dazzling as thousands of suns, making people unable to look directly at it!

Link was not idle either. He probably guessed the purpose of this trap, which was dug out by these fanatical believers who were patrolling the Grand Canal to improve their food.

You should know that there is only one canal in the entire deserted Gobi Desert. During the day, the animals in the Gobi Desert hide from the sun, and naturally have to come out to find food and drink water at night. If this trap is hit, it can be a tooth-beating sacrifice.

The fanatical believers heard the screams and must be on their way now.

But things are not without room for salvation, otherwise Link would not be so calm.

"Abao, you start loosening the soil and digging holes from the edge. I'll try to pull Afu up!"

"Afu, your stomach is inhaled, let's try again!"

"Sand sculpture, lower your height and stare at the fanatical believers who come here. As soon as I give you an order, I will blow them with [sand and dust sweep]!"

Link sent three messages in a row, saying that the treasure hunter, Afu and Shashi all started to move.

The treasure hunter buried his head in the trap where the trap was stuck, digging the soil and digging holes, while Link grabbed Afu's arm with both hands and tried to pull him out.

The sand sculpture was originally 'positioned and hovered' in the air, and took a nap with his eyes closed.

Hearing Link's order, he immediately opened his eyes, circled quietly from the sky and lowered his height, approaching the fanatical believers.

The treasure hunter quickly dug a hole, and then used the hole as a breakthrough point, and worked hard to dig the soil to continue to "release" Afu.

...

"By the way, is the trap you dug useful? Can you catch it?"

"That's right, we'll leave all our belly to you. Don't give us a trick!"

"You just believe me. I worked as a hunter for two years before joining me. The water level of the Grand Canal in Goria is shallow at night, so animals will definitely come here to find water. I made this trap for half an hour. I can't cheat myself, right? Just wait for wild game to eat at night!"

"I believe you once. If we can't eat wild game tonight, we will not be able to leave the tent tomorrow!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's headsets were filled with strange laughter.

Fanatic believers have a hard time in the Gobi Desert.

The Mechanical City's sphere of influence is in the deserted Gobi, so they can only move in the Gobi. If it weren't for the worship of machinery and the longing for the Divine Church in their hearts, who could have stayed in this Gobi without shit for a few years?

"ah!"

Everyone laughed and scolded, and suddenly they seemed to press the pause button.

The smile stopped, and the scolding stopped.

All five of them were frozen in place and their ears were pricked up.

"By the way, did you hear any sound just now?"

"I vaguely heard it, and the sound seemed to be coming from behind."

"I heard it, and it seemed that I still screamed..."

"Wait! Could it be that the trap has taken effect?"

As soon as this said, the five people's eyes were lit up at the same time, just like a weasel who saw a chicken, all of them walking back.

The five people were having an excited conversation as they walked along the way.

"The scream just now was quite loud and full of energy. Judging from my two years of experience as a hunter, this prey is definitely not small!"

"Haha, it's not considered a sand scorpion or a gecko. I haven't eaten meat for almost a year!"

"The ready-made prey, the trap is the ready-made big pit for making fires. Let's go to barbecue tonight."

"Will you question me in the future?"

"I dare not, you will be the master in the future!"

"During the day, we follow the captain's head. At night, you are the real decision-maker of our team."

"Mars, you kid are closest to the trap, and you don't say a word now. Are you going to eat alone?"

"What are you saying? Am I that kind of person? I am going to go over and see what kind of game it is!"

Then there was a heavy breathing sound on the walkie-talkie.

The remaining four people were also walking towards the trap position, pricking their ears and waiting for Mars' report.

But at this moment, a noise came from the walkie-talkie, the sound of howling wind, and the crackling noise of sand and gravel hitting the walkie-talkie microphone.

Just when several people thought it was a signal problem, Mars' voice came from the intercom.

"Ba, bah! Why is there still dust in the Gobi Desert at night?" Mars covered his eyes with his hands, and spoke with a lot of sand blew into his mouth.

I was originally moving closer to the trap, but a strong wind blew inexplicably halfway through, rolling up sand and blurring my vision. The light of the searchlight could not even penetrate a meter, exaggeratingly like a sandstorm sweeping the entire Gobi Desert.

Mars gritted his teeth and passed through the whirlwind vortex. He turned around and shone it with a searchlight, and found that it was a whirlwind with a diameter of four or five meters.

"It's so strange. Such a thick whirlwind appeared on the ground at night..." Mars murmured and continued to walk towards the trap.

It is very common for whirlwinds to appear in the Gobi Desert, but this thing usually only appears during the day, and the diameter is at most one or two meters. Mars has never seen such a large whirlwind.

But this doesn't matter!

What's more tempting than a barbecue on a cold night in the Gobi?

Mars searching for searching for the carpet, and soon saw a black hole about one meter in diameter where the light shone.

As he stepped forward quickly, the searchlight shone in the trap, Mars's face suddenly changed.

"The trap is empty, there is no prey!"

There was a silence in the walkie-talkie, without any sound.

One second later...

"Hahaha, this joke of Mars is really not funny at all!"

"If there is no prey in the trap, you must have hidden it."

"Please, let's talk about what good thing it is, my stomach is already roaring."

Mars's face was full of confusion and absurdity. The trap was clearly in effect, so why was there nothing? The most important thing was that these people didn't believe it!

Mars paused word by word, "I'll say it again, the trap was opened, there was really no prey!"

The others were all stunned when they heard Mars' serious tone.

Isn't this guy's tone like a joke?

But how is this possible?

The trap was opened and they heard the sound, how could there be no prey?

"You wait, we'll come here right away!"

Soon the other four gathered at the trap and saw the empty trap.

"I really didn't joke with you. I have no place to hide prey all over my body." Mars raised his mechanical arm guard and turned around in place. There was indeed no place to hide things.

The enthusiast who arranged the traps squatted on the ground, holding a searchlight to bury his head.

"There is no blood on the barb, but there are tramplings on the trap walls and digging marks on the edges of the trap."

The fanatic's head was pulled out of the trap, and the searchlight shone around the trap.

“Huh?”

The fanatic saw a noticeable drag mark next to the trap.
To be continued...