"The survivors will never forget that day, the scene of a giant astronaut walking in the desert pulling a boatload of rotting corpses of small people" - "Micro Era·Old Testament"

In the evening, the setting sun is like blood.

A dilapidated naval carrier-based aircraft stumbled into the heart of the desert, dragging billowing black smoke.

This carrier-based aircraft had just experienced an air battle, and its broken fuselage was covered with huge claw marks, which looked shocking.

The plane's belly was severely damaged in the air battle. There were no tires on the broken landing gear. With the fuel depleted, the plane plunged from high altitude like a kite with its string cut off, dragging thick smoke and making an emergency landing.

On the sand.

The plane carved a huge trench in the hot sand, and finally hit a huge cactus building and came to a stop.

The hatch cover opened, and Kakala fell down, covered in blood.

"Where are the medics? The medics!"

The head of state panicked and picked up the seriously injured Kakala: "Why are you coming back alone? Where are the other soldiers? Where is the historian?"

Kakala's face was covered with blood, and he saluted the head of state: "I'm sorry, father, our army was attacked by ancient creatures in the Atlantic Ocean. Except for me and a few soldiers of the airborne regiment, everyone else died in the battle.

maritime."

The head of state asked in a trembling voice: "Where is the messenger? Is the messenger also dead?"

"The messenger is not dead."

Kakala ignored the bleeding wound: "He refused to give up the dead soldier. He is still in the dangerous border area. Our radio is broken and we can't contact you. Send the army to rescue him quickly!" Kakala said with his head tilted.

, fainted and fell to the ground.

The border land? The head of state was frightened into a cold sweat. It was a chaotic place that was more dangerous than the ancient forest.

The head of state said urgently to the officer behind him: "Quickly mobilize troops to go to the border to rescue the envoy! Quick!"

Desert Federation, Frontier Land.

Lin Shuhang stepped on the hot sand and struggled to pull a mottled chain. The other end of the chain was tied to an aircraft carrier covered in blood, and the deck was filled with rotting corpses of villains.

Dozens of wounded soldiers staggered behind Lin Shuhang, carrying guns that had been drained of bullets.

The bearded Mumutu shouted to him: "Messenger, let go, don't pull anymore, it's very dangerous here!"

"No, I want to send them all back to the country."

Lin Shuhang didn't look back and desperately pulled the aircraft carrier behind him. Blood continued to flow from the pile of corpses on the ship, dripping on the sand to form a shocking red blood river.

The heavy aircraft carrier is like a big mountain. Coupled with the scorching sun, it feels like entering a steamer.

Lin Shuhang, who was extremely tired and exhausted, fell to his knees and staggered to the ground with his legs weak.

"Stop pulling the messenger, please stop pulling him!"

The wounded soldiers kept trying to persuade Lin Shuhang.

Lin Shuhang shook his head, gritted his teeth and stood up tremblingly.

No one knows how much his heart was shaken in the Atlantic Ocean. He just tried his best to pull the aircraft carrier filled with dead soldiers and refused to let go.

The border land is connected to the old human sites and is home to various dangerous prehistoric creatures.

If the old sites of mankind are dangerous unclaimed lands, then the borders are the real battlefields!

There, many unimaginable things happen every day.

Not long after, Lin Shuhang was besieged by a group of ancient creatures in the border land.

This is a group of terrifying ancient ants that followed them all the way after smelling the smell of blood.

Although their size was not worth mentioning in front of Lin Shuhang, they were huge in number, densely packed with no less than a million!

Lin Shuhang still refused to give up the corpses of the soldiers who died for him. He turned over and pulled out an artillery barrel, preparing to fight with the group of ancient wealth wolves who were preparing to snatch the corpses.

"Come on, let the horses come over!"

Lin Shuhang stood beside the morgue and shouted while holding the barrel of an artillery piece.

A giant ant shook its huge teeth like crab claws and rushed over first.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Lin Shuhang yelled angrily and struck down the stick with a stick, smashing the ancient ant the size of a mouse to pieces.

Lin Shuhang's behavior angered other ants, and the ant colony swarmed over like a tide.

Mumutu was so frightened that he shouted: "Messenger, messenger! Let's run quickly, otherwise we will be chewed into skeletons by them."

If he ran away, wouldn't this boatload of corpses become their food?

Lin Shuhang took the barrel of the cannon and kept hitting the ancient ants that came to snatch the corpse.

But how can one person fight against thousands of enemies? The tide of ancient ants finally climbed onto the aircraft carrier and began to carry the corpse of the villain down from the deck.

One corpse after another was taken away from the boat by ants. Lin Shuhang's eyes turned red and he chased the ants who were carrying the corpses like crazy.

But there were too many of them, and thousands of corpses of villain soldiers were quickly lost.

Lin Shuhang tirelessly chased the ancient ants that snatched the corpses, and his anger almost made him lose his mind.

When the last corpse of the villain was carried away by the ant colony, Lin Shuhang sat dejectedly on the hot sand dunes.

Empty, all emptied!

With a look of horror on his face, Mumutu walked out of the aircraft carrier's cabin and climbed onto Lin Shuhang's shoulders to comfort him.

"Historian, you have to know that there are always some things that we are unable to stop. We all know that you have tried your best... Messenger, come back to your country with me. It is very dangerous here."

Before he finished speaking, a group of giant centipedes surrounded him.

Each of these centipedes is more than two meters tall, and they are densely packed all over the sand dunes, which looks very scary.

At this time, Lin Shuhang was unable to put up any resistance. His fighting spirit had been completely exhausted in the previous battle. He closed his eyes in despair when he saw the swarm of centipedes surrounding him. Now he just wanted to die happily.

There was a muffled sound in the distant sky.

Several jet fighters painted in desert camouflage roared past in the distance.

Peanut-sized machine cannons crackled and hit the centipedes, exploding clouds of blood mist.

"Army! Our army is here to save us!" Mumutu stood on Lin Shuhang's shoulder and shouted: "Fight! Beat those hateful ancient creatures to death!"

The supporting fighter jets quickly ran out of bullets, flew around Lin Shuhang twice, then suddenly raised their noses and flew into the sky.

A few minutes later, there was another strange noise in the sky, and dozens of large bombers flew to the border area like a flock of birds and began to carry out carpet bombing of the area.

Although those aerial bombs were only the size of firecrackers, they were filled with TNT military explosives, and they would create craters as big as bowls on the ground!

After a round of carpet bombing, the borderland became a scorched earth. Amid the smoke, the sand dunes were filled with craters and were littered with centipedes with broken legs.

Under the escort of the bomber brigade, Lin Shuhang arrived at the capital of the desert kingdom - Heike before dark!

This is a large city located in the heart of the desert, and all residents live in huge and shady cactus buildings.

The height of these cacti is usually more than 20 meters, and some old cacti can even grow up to 100 meters high.

For example, the Babel Tower is built on a 150-meter-high cactus.

According to expert research, this cactus has been growing in the desert for 20,000 years, and its roots have become completely lignified. It can be said to be one of the oldest living things on earth.

Of course, these giant cacti are not prehistoric plants. They are modern plants native to the country, but they have only grown for a long time.

Most of the residents of Heike live in columnar cacti, and some also live in low ball cacti.

Their bodies are covered with sharp spikes, which not only effectively protect them from attacks by ancient creatures, but are also very resistant to drought.

Whenever the desert rainy season comes, the miniature people's buildings will desperately absorb water and store it in their bodies.

A 20-meter-tall columnar cactus can often store one to two tons of water, which can be used by the little inhabitants inside for several years.
Chapter completed!