Chapter 11: Mechanical Fanatic

"Shh, don't make a sound!"

Link ran to Ah Fu's side in three or two steps, and saw that half of Ah Fu's body was sinking into the ground through the faint starlight, tightly stuck.

"Why are there holes in the Gobi?" Link frowned in confusion.

Ah Fu pulled his hands in the Gobi, and felt a chill in his heart.

"Slowly stretch your foot to test it out, whether there is a hole or something under your foot, remember to be careful when stretching your foot!" Link said unhurriedly.

A'Fu was originally too panicked, but when he heard the boss's words, the previous worries and tensions were swept away, and he regained his backbone.

According to what Link said, Afu focused his attention on his lower body, his legs moved slowly, and the soles of his feet were testing lightly.

Soon, Ah Fu's military boots stepped on a pointed hard object, and his body trembled with fright, but he still tried it out seriously.

"What did you try?"

"It seems to be a trap with a lot of pointed barbs underneath."

"Boss, hurry up, people who don't go to the Mechanic Sect will come around." Ah Fu closed his throat and whispered slightly crying.

"What do you do when I'm gone!"

"It's better to die alone than to die for two!"

Link laughed angrily, got up and looked condescendingly. Although he couldn't see Ah Fu's face clearly, the two lines of clear tears in the dark night were extremely clear under the starlight.

"You can't trust me like that? Aren't you just a group of fanatical believers of the Mechanicum, what are you afraid of!" Link's tone was flat, as if he was not afraid of being discovered at all.

Ah Fu's expression froze, staring straight at Link.

Although the dark night blocked the big boss's face, the confidence radiated from the boss's body was as dazzling as a thousand suns, making it impossible to look directly at it!

Link is not idle either. He has probably guessed the purpose of this trap. Eighty percent of it was dug by these fanatical believers who patrol the Grand Canal to improve the food.

You must know that there is only such a canal in the entire deserted Gobi. During the day, the animals in the Gobi hide to avoid the sun, and naturally come out for food and water at night. If this trap is hit, you will be able to fight your teeth.

Fanatics heard the cry and must be on their way now.

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

"A Bao, you start digging holes from the edge, and I will try to drag A Fu up!"

"A-Fu, inhale from your stomach, let's try again!"

"Sand sculpture, lower your height and keep your eyes on the fanatic believers who come over. As soon as I give you an order, blow them with [Sand Sweep]!"

Link sent three messages in a row, and the Treasure Rat, Ah Fu, and the sand sculpture all moved.

The Treasure Rat buried his head in digging a hole where the trap was stuck, while Link grabbed Fu's arm with both hands and tried to pull him out.

The sand sculpture originally 'positioned and hovered' in the air, taking a nap with its eyes closed.

Hearing Link's order, he immediately opened his eyes, silently circled from the sky to lower his height, and approached the fanatical believers.

The Treasure Rat quickly dug a hole, and immediately used the hole as a breakthrough to continue to 'untie' Ah Fu.

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

"That's right, we'll leave all our stomachs to you, don't play tricks for us!"

"Trust me, I worked as a hunter for two years before I defected. The water level of the Grand Canal in Goria is shallow at night, and there will definitely be animals here to find water. It took me half an hour to fix this trap. It's impossible to cheat yourself, right? Just wait and eat game at night!"

"I believe you once, if we can't eat game tonight, we won't let you out of the tent tomorrow!"

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

Fanatical believers have a hard time in the Gobi.

The sphere of influence of the mechanical city is in the deserted Gobi.

Therefore, they can only operate in the Gobi. If it is not for the worship of machinery and the longing for the gods, who can stay in this kind of Gobi for a few years.

"what!"

Everyone laughed and cursed, and suddenly it was as if the pause button was pressed.

The laughter stopped and the scolding stopped.

All five froze in place, pricked up their ears.

"By the way, did you hear anything just now?"

"I can vaguely hear it, and the sound seems to be coming from behind."

"I heard it too, it still seems to be screaming..."

"Wait! Could it be that the trap is in effect?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the five people lit up at the same time, like a weasel who saw a chicken, and they all walked back.

The five of them were chatting excitedly as they walked along the way.

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

"Haha, not counting sand scorpions and geckos, I haven't eaten meat and fish for almost a year!"

"The ready-made prey, the trap is the ready-made fire pit, and the barbecue will start tonight."

"Do you still question me in the future?"

"Don't dare, you will be the master from now on!"

"During the day, we are led by the captain. At night, you are the real decision maker of our team."

"Mars, your kid is the closest to the trap. You haven't said a word at the moment. Are you going to eat alone?"

"What kind of criticism are you talking about, am I that kind of person? I'm going to rush over to see what kind of game it is!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a heavy breathing sound on the walkie-talkie.

The remaining four were also walking towards the trap, and at the same time pricked up their ears, waiting for Mars' report.

But at this moment, there was a loud whistling, howling and howling wind, and the noise of gravel hitting the microphone of the walkie-talkie.

Just when a few people thought it was a signal problem, Mars' voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Bah, bah! Why is there sand in the Gobi at night!" Mars covered his eyes with his hands, and when he spoke, a lot of sand was blown into his mouth.

Originally, he was moving closer to the trap, but a gust of wind blew inexplicably halfway, and the sand rolled up and blurred the vision. The light of the searchlight could not even penetrate a meter, and it was exaggerated like a sandstorm that swept the entire Gobi.

Mars bravely passed through the whirlwind vortex, turned around and lit it with a searchlight, and found that it was a cyclone four or five meters in diameter.

"It's really strange, such a thick whirlwind on the ground at night..." Mars murmured and continued to walk towards the trap.

It is very common for cyclones to appear on the Gobi, but this thing usually only appears during the day, and the diameter is at most one or two meters. I have never seen such a large cyclone Mars.

But it doesn't matter!

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

Mars searchlight carpet search, and soon saw a black hole with a diameter of about one meter in the place where the light passed.

Quickly stepping forward, the searchlight shone around in the trap, and Mars' face changed suddenly.

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

There was silence on the walkie-talkie, no sound.

After a second...

"Hahaha, Mars's joke is really not funny at all!"

"If there is no prey in the trap, you must be hiding."

"Please, tell me what a good thing it is, my stomach is already growling."

Mars' face is full of puzzlement and absurdity. The trap is obviously effective, why is there nothing? The most important thing is that these people don't believe it!

Mars paused word by word: "I repeat, the trap has been opened, and there is really no prey!"

Several others were stunned when they heard Mars' serious tone.

Does this guy sound like a joke?

But how is this possible?

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

"Wait a minute, we'll be right here!"

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

"I'm not kidding you, I don't have any place to hide my prey." Mars raised the mechanical armguard and turned around, and there was indeed no place to hide anything.

The fanatic who set the trap crouched on the ground, holding the searchlight and burying his head.

"There is no blood on the barbs, but there are trampling on the trap walls and digging marks on the edges of the traps."

The Zealot's head was pulled out of the trap, and the searchlight flashed around the trap.

"what?"

Zealots saw a clear trail of drag next to the trap.

As the searchlight continued to extend, a few scruffy shoe prints appeared at the end of the drag trail.

"The horizontal stripe sole, the zigzag stripes on the non-slip rubber sole are about one centimeter wide... This is the style of the military boots of the Wasteland Gang mercenaries."

As soon as these words came out, the five people were shocked, and their eyes lit up.

"It must be the agents infiltrated by the Wasteland Gang. If we can catch them, it will definitely be a great achievement. Maybe we can all enter the Mechanic City by exception!"

The searchlight continued to shine in the distance, the messy shoe prints became orderly, and the four shoe prints extended all the way.

"There are two Wasteland Gang agents in total."

"Shh! We must not speak up about this. If other teams want to get a piece of the pie, we won't be able to get any benefits. There are only two agents, and the five of us can easily win it!"

The five quickly reached a consensus that this matter would never be disclosed, so as not to be intercepted by others.

"Turn the searchlight brightness to the lowest level, and don't alert other teams."

"We'll follow in our footsteps now."

...

Under the dual stimulation of the happiness of the rest of his life and the crisis of life and death, Ah Fu's body couldn't help shaking.

A'Fu quickly followed Link's side, and his breaths covered the next wave: "Boss, you saved my life from the god of death. In the future, I Forbes will follow your lead, and I will follow you for the rest of my life."

"As for it? Although there are a few twists and turns in the middle, it is still far from the point of 'promise each other'."

Link didn't think there was too much of a problem. With the cooperation of the treasure hunter and the sand sculpture, he was almost stumped by this sudden situation.

With a serious face, Ah Fu quickly ran to Link: "Boss, I am serious! This is a centuries-old tradition of our tribe. If you save my life, I will repay this kindness with the rest of my life. As far as the boss is concerned, it is just a little effort, but for me, this is a great grace!"

[Forbes' loyalty to you reaches 100 points]

[Forbes request to be your servant, accept/reject]

Link looked at Alfred with a serious face, as if he wouldn't leave if he didn't agree.

"Okay, I accept your loyalty!"