Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

A sandstorm can easily move a sand dune that is thirty or forty meters high, which is more terrifying than an avalanche.

Rody gritted his teeth, lowered his head and drove the camel, which was already sweating profusely, forward.

Even at a critical moment, Rody still had some leisure time. He imitated Uncle Anliman's accent and patted the camel under him.

Urging loudly.

"Brother Camel, run quickly! You are the only reliable one now."

"Let's work together. You take me out and I'll airlift you to America."

"I'll let you drink the meltwater from the Rocky Mountain glaciers, eat the tenderest fresh grass, and I'll give you eight or ten pure-blooded foreign girls..."

"Cough cough..."

Before he could finish his words, he filled his mouth with sand.

But I don’t know if it was Rody’s illusion, but the camel under him actually quickened its pace.

...

Hi! It's really useful.

Roddy was delighted.

I thought that if it were Lao Hu or Fatty, they would denounce him for trying to use the capitalists' sugar-coated bullets to deceive the hardworking camels.

I didn’t think much of it when we were always bickering with each other before, but now that we suddenly broke up, I miss you a little.

Roddy brushed off the sand on his goggles, thinking that humans and horses are social animals.

Seeing that the camel brothers could still hold on for the time being, Roddy breathed a sigh of relief and began to worry about the expedition team, especially Shirley Yang's situation.

But think about it, as the protagonist and following the camel caravan, her safety factor should be much greater than his. If she has to worry, she should worry about her own life.

Faced with almost certain death.

Rody, on the other hand, was not afraid at all. He had a hunting knife, so if things really went wrong, he could just commit suicide.

He had already had his own experience of falling from a building, and even though he was a little reluctant to leave the life of a Wall Street tycoon, Roddy still had the ruthlessness in his bones.

He is not afraid of death!

After experiencing death, my eyes went dark and I fell into a deep sleep, which was actually a kind of relief.

...

We rushed forward for more than an hour.

The sandstorm has not gotten any smaller and the visibility is even lower.

In the original work.

There was a messenger named Bai Luotuo sent by Hu Da, who led Hu Bayi and others to find the ruins of an ancient city, allowing them to safely avoid the sandstorm there.

But Roddy thought that he probably didn't have that luck and could only find a way to save himself.

But how to save yourself.

It's nothing more than conserving your strength, and running as fast as you can to see if you can break out.

This is based on Roddy's confidence in his current physical fitness, but to be honest.

It’s better to stay where you are and keep the camel company, so that you’ll have a companion when you die.

Just when he was at his wit's end, some light suddenly appeared in front of him...

Because I couldn't see clearly what it was, I could only see a black shadow, looming in the sandstorm.

Perhaps it is the remains of an ancient city?

"God will not kill me!"

Rody was delighted and pulled his hunchback brother: "Left...bah, left!"

The camel seemed to have seen the dark shadow as well, and spread its long legs and ran towards it.

..

Wait for Rody to get closer.

Only then did I realize that this was not the remains of an ancient city, but a sand wall surrounded by several off-road vehicles. The headlights of each vehicle were on, so no wonder a ray of light could be seen from a distance.

"Damn... who is so bold?"

Roddy smacked his lips, he actually met another group of people!

When entering the Taklamakan Desert, Shirley Yang thought about renting a dozen cars and forming a convoy.

But he was dissuaded by Lao Hu and Luo Di.

The reliability of driving a cold machine is far less than that of a desert ship like a camel.

So he turned around and hired Anliman's camel caravan.

But now it seems that some people still think that using large off-road vehicles is better than using those slow and difficult to serve camels.

Just when Rody was about to rush in, he suddenly paused.

"Hey~"

Stop the camel.

The camel was probably very tired, and its leg strength was greatly reduced. It had buried its head in the sand and was trembling under Hu Da's wrath.

Rody patted the camel and whispered, "Brother Camel, you stay here for now. I'll go check the situation and come back."

The camel did not respond.

Rody pulled out a Nepalese machete from the bag containing his personal belongings tied to the camel.

Also known as Gurkha Sabre.

Swah——

...

This thing is the most ergonomically designed kukri in the world. Roditu originally bought it for fun, but he never expected it would come in handy.

The blade flashed with a cold light as it was pulled out of its rawhide scabbard.

The sand hits on it, making a rustling sound.

Roddy looked alert and cautiously moved towards the sand wall formed by off-road vehicles.

It was the 1980s, and things were still very chaotic here, with poachers, tomb robbers, overseas organizations with ulterior motives, and so on.

If he meets these people, he will die if he goes in.

So it is better to be safe than sorry.

And if Roddy remembered correctly, before the investigation team, there was a team of tomb robbers who had robbed a tomb first.

He was attacked by a black snake in the canyon of Mount Zaglama and eventually died.

They were a group of foreign tomb robbers who came prepared, carrying powerful explosives and submachine guns.

According to the book, this group of tomb robbers and the expedition team set out at the same time and moved along the same route.

Plus.

When Hu Bayi and his team found the body, they didn't find any other corpses like camels around.

Nor have we seen tomb robbers emptying an ancient tomb and obtaining precious mummies, or stealing antiques from the tomb.

Roddy guessed that the group of people were probably driving a car or something, but when they got close to Mount Zagrama, a magnetic mountain, their electronic equipment failed, so they continued on foot.

Now these off-road vehicles should be right on the archaeological team's route, everything fits together.

Thinking that this group of people might be carrying guns, Roddy hesitated.

No matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than a bullet.

...

Looking through the gap between two SUVs.

In the sandstorm, there were four or five figures wearing white robes.

Some were wearing sand-proof headscarves and were busy holding up the tarpaulin, while others were digging the sand down with shovels.

It seems that they want to build a sand pit to prevent the wind and build a wind and sand wall at the same time.

In the center was a pile of packages, which looked like Soviet-style backpacks, among which were Soviet-style submachine guns in holsters.

That’s right!

Rody's eyes narrowed.

The hope in my heart was dashed and I became alert.

The original book said that the group of tomb robbers might have taken some arms that flowed from Lao Su to Central Asia and came to rob tombs.

Looking at these off-road vehicles, the styles are obviously different from those here.

Putting all the clues together, we can conclude that it was indeed that tomb robber!

Anyway, it couldn't be the soldiers on our side or other archaeological teams.

Although these people were all wearing headscarves and goggles, it was clear from their postures and body shapes that they were all foreigners.

"Fuck..."

I didn't expect such a coincidence.

Rody sneered in his heart and licked his cracked lips covered with sand. In his hunger and thirst, he had already paid some attention.

This tomb robber must not be allowed to stay. He actually dared to come to this land and cause trouble.

They also carried dangerous explosives and guns.

He had to get rid of them.

It is not about their equipment and resources, but about bravely fighting against the evil forces from abroad.

What, isn't he a tomb robber?

Bullshit, they are a nationally recognized scientific research and archaeological team led by professional professors.