Chapter 600 Canyon Mystery

The blazing wind blew on those towering rugged stone walls, and they were like thousands of honeycombs. On the surface, thousands of years of baptism left numerous holes, and the strong wind blew through them, bringing a long stream of honeycombs. The harsh buzzing sound, mixed with the rolling heat waves, made this place feel like the gate to hell.

From the hole in the rock, a life form crawled out. It was a native species born and grown on the local hot land. It was not a powerful predator, but a small creature similar to the lizards on the Terra Desert. Reptiles generally hunt and thrive in the dark underground or in the gaps between rocks.

But the latter is the greatest achievement in itself. Here, survival is the greatest success. Nothing can compare with it. It can be said that the survival of this kind of creature itself has surpassed most in the galaxy. Most living things, it climbed up the rock surface. On its round eyes, a layer of film slipped from the corner of the eye, moistening the eyeballs that had long been dry in the sun. On the brown-red eyeballs, a kind of light was reflected from here. Life forms that have never appeared before.

It was a piece of steel legs. It walked on the passage between the stone mountains on both sides. The rolling heat wave swept up a large number of fallen particles and collided with its legs, causing a crackling sound. Others, Then it swept up from its chest, leaped from its shoulders, and was rushed into the sky at the open exhaust port.

The exhaust port that pops up from the bottom spits out a piece of cold air with a lower temperature than the surrounding air. It is the remnant of the armor's cooling cycle. When it spurts out, it is still a refreshing white-blue color, and it only needs to be combined with this The moment everything in the world came into contact, it turned bright red and then disappeared without a trace.

The gas blew past the side of the red helmet. On the front of the helmet, there was a complete display screen glass. Its translucent material made the beautiful face behind it, who was breathing heavily and with sweat dripping from his head, tremble for a while. Zhenzi exhaled from behind his red lips, "Technician, you said this armor is useful, but I don't feel it at all!"

"It's useful, Commander, otherwise you would be dehydrated or dead by now." The technician walking at the front of the team said without looking back. He was concentrating on the scanning information uploaded by the data pad in the observer's hand, reconnaissance Robots are moving around, relying on its structure that is more reliable than flesh and blood to move around in this land of death.

The machine's suspension device caused a wave of electric ion reflections on the surrounding sand surface. They swept Sally on the ground, and the electric field reaction itself also allowed the hunter to sense the active robot. At least I know it hasn't died in the desert yet.

"Really? I feel like I'm not far from falling now. Damn my head. How long have we been walking?" "Three hours. The good news is that noon has passed and the hottest time is ending." "Then how long will it take for it to end completely?" "Well, if I estimate it optimistically, seven hours." "Seven hours?!" "Yes, the sun's rotation period on this planet is longer, and the days are also longer. ”

As Yeta spoke, she could feel the dryness of her lips, as if they were about to crack. She walked in the middle of the team, facing the strong wind blowing from the opposite side of the valley and the gravel in it. When it hit the body, the crimson power armor made a clanking sound, just like the fried foam on the skin of a turkey being roasted in the oven.

In front of her, Hunter, Crosshair, and Yarick were walking together. They formed a forward line of defense on the left, with Technician walking at the front of them, while Destruction King and Echo were behind Yeta, They could have walked faster, claiming to cover the rear and avoid attacks, but Yeta felt that they were afraid of fainting.

Yeta didn't like this. She was treated like a weak little girl who seemed to need their care. Although this was true to a certain extent, Yeta had never been in many harsh environments with huge differences like this team. Having carried out the mission, I didn't think about Commissar Yarek. His Armageddon itself is a world with a harsh environment, and the sun anywhere is not much gentler than here.

Yarick was born in those desolate wastelands, trained there, and fought a decades-long war with the invading greenskin army there. Although he did not wear power armor, he had the ability to adapt to this place. , but it can still be called the pinnacle, simply called the crystallization of human evolution.

But Yeta is not like that. She is indeed a little girl. She has just turned 20 this year and has never experienced a real ground war, let alone such a harsh environment. But she doesn't want to show it, doesn't want to She made them feel weak and doubt whether the marshal was holding them back by sending her here, so she chose to remain silent.

Yeta followed the team, walking in a place that was narrow between the valleys and was extremely conducive for heat waves and strong winds to play their role. She raised her arms to block her face, and gravel kept hitting her arms. From there The inner hollow arms were introduced into the helmet, and the surrounding environment became quiet. No one spoke, as if to preserve the saliva concentration in the mouth in this hot environment to avoid gum bleeding or water loss.

However, they can communicate with each other in another way that is simpler and does not waste too much energy. The hunter suddenly stopped, raised a hand by his side, clenched his fist, and the entire team immediately stopped. Come down.

He waved his hand to the mountain beside him, and the crosshair nodded to the technician. He picked up the sniper rifle and rushed there immediately. He climbed up the steep weathered rock surface in threes and fives. The hunter watched him climb up. After reaching the top of the mountain, she waved to the hillside where everyone else, including Ye Ta, was standing aside. Ye Ta did not react at first, but when she saw the technician, the King of Destruction, and others running to the side, she also knew. That means.

Yeta also rushed over, followed them, stepped on the rock surface full of holes and jumped up. The armored feet under her feet crushed the broken weathered stones, and then stretched out her hand to let The hunter pulled her close behind a boulder halfway up the mountain.

She leaned on the stone, her eyes behind the translucent glass cover, looking at the technician beside her who was also behind the translucent glass, "What happened? What did your robot detect?" "No, it's not mine, it's Hunter." "He?" "Yes, Hunter's intuition is extremely sharp and more reliable than most machines. If he thinks we are in danger, there will be."

"Then what is the danger this time?" "Quiet, King of Destruction, someone is coming, crosshair, have you seen them?" The hunter raised his head and looked at the crosshair on the top of the weathered rock opposite. He was lying on two almost Behind the coral-turned-stone, the long barrel was hidden among the steep stone walls.

The front sight's helmet is close to the sight, and his screen is surrounded by several circles of precision axes. They are automatically calibrated when aiming, but the front sight still seems to be unconvinced and adjusts himself, "Three motorcycles, not green ones." "They are humans, barbarians." "Local predators, this is their territory. It seems that we came here uninvited." "This is the territory of the empire. There are no uninvited people." "Maybe. Well, Commissar, but I think they might not agree with that."

"Technician, your robot didn't find green skins around, right?" The hunter turned around and asked. The technician nodded and held up the glass cover of the helmet. He may have wanted to hold up the glasses on the back, but obviously failed, but this Maybe it was more of his habit. Yeta had seen it several times and he would do this every time the technician was thinking about a problem.

"No, the reconnaissance robot has not found any green skins nearby. Their bases and strongholds may be farther than we imagined." "Then ask the locals. They are probably more familiar with those who came first than us. "Guests, stay with them."

The hunter's command came through the earpiece on the arm of the helmet that was close to the ear of the sight. He lay on the rock and rotated the knob above the sight with his fingers. Between the valleys, the sound gradually came from a distance. The approaching engine sound, it is not a good engine, the noise is quite loud, but considering the local situation, you can hardly expect that the local predators can free up any real good goods for you.

Ye Ta stuck his head out and saw the source of the sound. It was a motorcycle with a head. There were several auxiliary fuel tanks hanging on the surface of the black body. They were treated in a way that anyone who has a love for machinery would know when they saw it. They were crudely welded and fixed to the car body in an angry way, not to mention, connecting them to the car body were a few pipes that looked like they were picked up from anywhere.

The whole motorcycle ran on the gravel-filled mountains between the valleys. Its wheels kept running over the stones. The upward shaking hit the end of the car body, causing the handlebars to shake up and down, and the people sitting on it. The man on the seat also rose and fell. He was a man wearing a black jacket. There were many protruding spikes on the jacket. He wore a hood on his head, and his face was blocked by goggles. And behind a black scarf covering her lips and nose.

His most iconic feature is the cockscomb standing high on his head. He looks like the most classic desert predator. He rides a violent motorcycle that shakes violently and seems to be ready to fall apart at any time. At the front of the car, Hanging is a strange totem composed of human upper body ribs, skull, and hand bones.

Behind him were two other Predators that looked similar to his. They set off on the motorcycle, holding the handle of the motorcycle with their arms raised high and spinning it constantly, making it hum and spit out the... Dark exhaust fumes.

The hunter crouched behind the boulder and looked at the three motorcycles passing in front of him. He said hello to the crosshair, which was lying on the top of the mountain. The crosshair nodded slightly, then turned the muzzle of the gun and looked into the scope. His crosshair, as his name suggests, is aimed at the rider of a car from in front of his eyes.

The laser beam exploded in the valley instantly, and the red light leaped up instantly and shot through the rider's head. The windshield he wore on his face exploded in an instant, and was shattered afterwards. Flesh and blood also erupted from under the leather hat. The rider in front of him looked back and watched the rider fall to the side. His arm grabbed the handrail and turned the motorcycle over.

The entire motorcycle hit the sand, flipped over together with the rider, flew in the air, kicked up a lot of sand, and smashed to the ground. Its already loose body was completely shattered, and the rider on the other side violently He turned the handle of the car and dodged the wreckage of his teammate's car that hit and rolled in front of him. He looked up in the direction of the gunfire. He saw the crosshair between the rocks on the top and pulled out the gun. A shotgun strapped to the side of the vehicle.

But just when he raised the muzzle of the gun, took aim and was about to fire, the crosshair suddenly stood up. He raised the eye of the muzzle and the crosshair in the scope, put it on the man's face, and then pulled the trigger. , crackle, laser is obviously still light, right? It was much faster than a physical bullet, and it penetrated the man's head at once. He fell back, and the hand holding the trigger subconsciously pulled it.

The shotgun crackled, and the muzzle of the shotgun suddenly tilted, hitting the rear tire of the last driver in front. His tire broke directly, and then collapsed downward, and the steel frame inside hit the stones on the ground. Together, the motorcycle lost its balance. It flew up and crashed forward on the sand. Thick dust and smoke filled the air there. The crosshairs stepped on the stone on the top of the mountain with one foot and shouldered the sniper rifle. .

"Well done, your marksmanship is not bad." "Needless to say." The hunter climbed over the boulder and slid down the hillside. Ye Ta, the technician, and the King of Destruction also slid down behind them, their footsteps rising on the mountain. There was a large amount of dust, but it was nothing compared to the dust caused when the motorcycle fell over.

The hunter walked into the smoke that filled the valley. He walked with armored steps among the wreckage scattered on the ground. The translucent glass cover quickly let the smoke slide over. The man fell to the ground, his whole body The motorcycle with its body buried in the thick sand came into view, as well as the person leaning on the body of the motorcycle.

He leaned sideways on the motorcycle and collapsed on the ground. One leg was broken due to the impact, and the whole calf was twisted at a 90-degree angle. He growled, glared and spotted the hunter who emerged from the smoke, and pulled out his weapon. Just take out the shotgun on the car body and aim it at the hunter.

With lightning speed, the latter instantly pulled out the pistol from his waist and shot the crude cut-barreled shotgun. Suddenly, the muzzle of the gun was shot away by the laser beam and hit in the distance. On the rocks, it was broken into parts. The motorcyclist looked at the smashed shotgun and glared at the hunter. Then he stretched his hand behind him as if to pull out something. The hunter's eyes immediately followed the gesture. It passed, and at this moment, the leather jacket instantly opened on the chest of the wild rider, and a third hand stretched out from somewhere. In that hand, there was also a shiny revolver.

He was about to shoot when the hunter wasn't paying attention, but just when he was about to pull the trigger, a gunshot was accompanied by a red light that flashed in the smoke, and the rider's head exploded, "Sight." "no need to thank me."

The crosshair walked out of the smoke with a laser gun in hand. There was a toothpick in his mouth behind the glass cover. The hunter looked at him and then at the rider with three hands on the ground. He was already dead. A hole was shot through the back of his head with a laser.

"Now, we want to ask questions, but we can't." "That's not all. At least we have two gains." "Two? What two?" Echo walked out of the dust and came to the hunter who had already arrived first. And asked the technician who leaned down to observe the corpse.

"First, we know that there is severe radiation or chaos pollution in the local area. This arm is caused by a mutation. Second, they are just a forward team. I think their main team will arrive soon."

The technician said, holding up the data board in his hand. The board showed that there were a large number of activity signals in the distance, approaching here, and there were quite a lot of them. "We can ask the leader of their convoy, I believe he will know the information we want to know better than these men."

"So, you plan to rely on a few of us to ambush an entire convoy of predators?" Yeta asked from behind with one hand on his hip, while the hunter smiled and raised the gun in his hand, and the sight behind him also pulled the bolt. "Look, you're getting to know us."