“where~where~where.”

Tony drove the SUV to search for it in the Gobi wilderness at one stop at a time. Before F forced the mobile phone signal monitoring in the Gobi area to no avail, this was the easiest and direct way. Suv headed deep into the wilderness. As night was approaching, no supplies and support was getting farther and farther away, he didn't mind bringing smoke and dust in the Gobi.

Squirt.

When the car arrived at the first landfill point and Tony stopped the car and walked out of the car, his first action was to check the weather forecast on his phone. When he understood that the weather in San Antonio was windless and clear, he walked out a horizontal line a hundred meters near the landfill point to find the ruts.

Tony is a real person. In addition to looking at a case from multiple perspectives, he is also a tracking expert. Without wind, the person who has no wind and sand will not cover up the traces of cars driving in the Gobi Desert. What's more, in such a deep wilderness, no tourists will come, and even smugglers may not cross the Gobi Desert... Then, once they find the rut in the same direction as themselves, the person who leaves the rut must be a drug dealer.

"It's been in vain again."

After carefully exploring the Gobi near the landfill site, Tony did not find any clues that could confirm that someone was passing by, but he was not disappointed at all. After getting on the bus, he kept talking nonsense: "Guess what? I made 99% of my efforts, but God didn't give me the only 1% left."

His partner, who had been sitting in the car and didn't even move, ignored him, as if he hadn't heard anyone talking, and sucked a little in his mouth.

The car continued to cross the wilderness and headed towards another landfill point.

"Do you know what my biggest resentment towards our pair?" Tony continued with his cell phone: "It's because I obviously have a partner, but I need to call another person to chat during the case handling process."

After dialing the number, Tony became very gentle: "Hey, sweetheart."

The partner took out his phone and took a look, and at this tender and sweet moment, he turned into a topic terminator: "In fact, just look at the signal grid on the phone to determine whether we have a signal coverage area."

Tony turned his head and tugged at him hard, and the other party was obviously in a look of not minding at all.

Squirt.

When Suv stopped in the wilderness again, it was so dark that he had to turn on the headlights to continue moving forward. At that moment, there were several long ruts in the wilderness covered by the headlights that penetrated the line of sight. In other words, these ruts could neither see the direction they came from nor ended in the sight.

Tony got out of the car and squatted in front of the headlights and looked carefully. The next second, he returned to the car and turned off the car. The ruts on the road were still lying there quietly.

"you are right."

When Tony returned to the car, his phone was placed above the air conditioner, which means that he had already ended his chat with a woman. After exploring the traces of the car, his partner chose to believe Tony without any doubt.

This is a pair of partners with a terrifying tacit understanding. Both parties can support each other without saying anything more with trust and understanding.

Tony did not tell his partner that the clue he saw was the ruts of the two cars, and the same car overlapped once and a half times in two directions. The reason why he gave up on this rut ​​was familiar with his opponent. Once the rut was designed by the bald head, the result of chasing along the rut was that he could not see anything. The bald head might observe in a hidden position. Once this happens, the other party's trace will be completely lost in the vast wilderness.

Tony, who picked up the phone, finally glanced at the signal box on his phone. When the signal on his phone showed a very weak moment, he called a phone call: "Head, we found it, but we just need to search on foot next."

“Where?”

"There are Gobi around, how can you tell me clearly? If you have time, I will describe in detail how many hours you are looking for clues about bald heads and poisonous products?"

"Tony, stay there honestly and don't move. Now you only have two people, and the number of each other has not yet been determined. When searching at this time, who will ensure your safety."

Tony smiled, looked at his partner and said, "Can you guarantee me safety?"

The partner shrugged indifferently: "It's just as usual."

"Head, follow my phone location and track us. Don't make any calls to me during this period, that's it."

After Tony hung up the phone, he got off with his partner. When he went around to the trunk to get the equipment, their trunk actually contained military equipment.

There are piles of fragments hanging on the bulletproof vest with magazine bags. If a strong light flashlight that can smash tempered glass, it can temporarily blind the opponent when it shines on the human eye. The distance of this flashlight will reach 500 meters, and the life of the LED bulb is 100,000 hours. There are tactical glasses with interchangeable lenses. Not only are the glasses waterproof, fog and strong light, but the yellow lenses can also make the user look at objects more clearly at night, and have 99% UV protection function, which is convenient for long-term monitoring in the wild. With these equipment, combined with multi-functional tactical saddle bags and gas masks that may not be used today, as well as pistols and guns on their bodies, if you are holding an automatic weapon, you will have armed a person to the most modern level.

"Are you ready?" Tony asked his partner with a handful of m416 in a handsome manner.

The partner nodded at him, also carrying an m416. The two of them turned off the car in the wilderness under the night sky without using any lighting tools to move forward. They believed that those people were nearby, whether they were observing the arranged ruts or at the far end of the ruts.

...

"Black person."

After traveling forward carefully under the night sky for twenty minutes, Tony and his partner found two cars near the ruts. The two cars turned on their headlights without any taboos, and they almost used the speaker to announce 'We are here'. At this time, Tony and his partner were hiding behind the soil bun about a hundred meters away. The bag was covered with weeds, and they were observing here.

"Yeah." The partner replied in a very small voice, and the sound completely dissipated before the earthen bag could be heard.

"What are the black people doing here?" Tony asked again in a long-winded manner.

"Shut up your damn mouth!" The partner turned his head and glared at him viciously, and his expression alone had already brought out the subtext.

Tony shrugged, and there was nothing so-called lying there. He didn't keep aiming the gun in his hand like his partner, but instead looked at it with concentration.

"explain!"

"Where are they!"

Two black men pulled the Mexican with scalded faces under the lights of the wilderness. The guy was covered in dust, as if he had beaten on the Gobi Desert and got out of nowhere.

"I don't know...ah." The Mexican said in a crying voice: "We brought food here in the morning. The task we were ordered to throw the food here and go back."
Chapter completed!