The terrorists had actually arrived here a long time ago. It was not easy to follow the map after all. It took several days to figure out where to start. There were more than 30 militants and no large machinery. If they relied only on manpower to try to dig out a few dozen meters thick

Turning over all the yellow sand is as unimaginable as building a road from the earth to the moon.

The leader of the terrorist group is named Maimaiti Aitili, a bearded Xinjiang native in his forties, with a long scar slanting from his right cheekbone to the left corner of his mouth, and his face is ferocious.

Like an evil ghost.

Maimaiti • Aitili directed his men to use explosives to blast according to the position determined by Sardin. In this business, the terrorists are considered professional. They use directional deep blasts to operate continuously, layer by layer.

After digging, a "V"-shaped passage was actually opened in the desert dozens of meters thick. The "City of Tana" that had mysteriously disappeared for more than a thousand years slowly unveiled its mystery like a peerless beauty.

, the terrorists and the "Hell Butcher" were all ecstatic.

Sardin knelt down on the sand excitedly, kept making the sign "ten" on his chest with his hands, and murmured words such as thanking God.

At this moment, Long Tianxiang's team, which was tracking from the left, was already engaged with the defending terrorists. Of course, it could only be a battle between snipers. Long Tianxiang and the soldiers below had no way to get close to the terrorists to carry out the attack.

storm.

It turned out that "Crazy Tiger" had been prepared for a long time. While Maimaiti • Aitili organized the blast, he led a group of mercenaries who were familiar with desert combat to build a "V"-shaped site within 300 meters.

The defensive position of the "death zone": a circular area of ​​100 meters in diameter is scattered with thousands of "grain mines". This "grain mine" is the latest "smart" mine developed by Israel, with a diameter of no more than ten meters.

Five millimeters, as big as a glass marble, the explosive power is about the same as an ordinary anti-infantry mine. It is small, easy to carry and conceal, and can be spread manually. The most terrifying thing is that this "grain mine" is equipped with

The identification friend or foe system has the ability to induce explosions. If the enemy approaches within a radius of three meters, this small "grazer" will suddenly fly up as if it has wings and automatically attack the target.

In a limited space and time, if there are many such "winged" grazers swarming like wasps, it will be absolutely catastrophic.

On the inside of the "thunder belt", "Four-O" rocket launchers, "M261" machine guns and "M16A2" assault rifles formed a cross-fire net. In the innermost sand dunes and rocks, two mercenaries wearing desert blankets held two

The black 12.7mm anti-material sniper rifle is watching like a poisonous snake. This kind of defense can be called an iron wall. Not to mention the "Cold Sting Commando" with only four people, even with thousands of troops, it cannot be taken in three seconds.

Gotta get it down.

Long Tianxiang scratched his head and head anxiously, and couldn't help but think of Han Feng, "Where is this kid? Why hasn't he shown up yet?"

Long Tianxiang was anxious, and Han Feng was even more anxious. The growing vibrations made the "Cold Thorn Commandos" in the Treasure Pavilion see fire in their eyes. Watching the unparalleled civilization of the ancient Western Regions slowly disappear, the torment in their hearts was beyond words.

describe.

Han Feng pursed his lips tightly, and his whole body looked like an ice sculpture.

Fang Weixiong hid in the corner of the storage shelf against the wall. The continuous explosions made him suffer. Everything here is a precious history that cannot be copied. Just because of greed and ignorance, the unparalleled splendid civilization is about to become a ruin.

Broken tiles, these beasts!

"Damn it, I'm going to kill these bastards alive!" Fang Weixiong roared and punched the wall next to him. With a "boom", where the fist hit, a wall the size of a door panel slowly moved towards

Turning it over, a dark corridor appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Damn it! It's actually a secret door!" Fang Weixiong's eyes lit up.

Han Feng was in front, and the other three were behind. It took him half a cigarette to reach the end of the maze-like underground corridor.

After starting the mechanism, the corridor door slowly opened, and several people were stunned when they came out: This is actually a temple. The luxury and grandeur of the Treasure Pavilion are already breathtaking, but the scale here is ten times the size of the Treasure Pavilion.

The design and layout inside are unparalleled.

In the middle of the main hall is a statue of the Peacock King Bodhisattva, about six or seven meters high. The whole body is carved from the finest mutton-fat jade. It is crystal clear, flawless and white, and looks like gelatin. The crown is made of purple gold and is inlaid with various gems. It is bright.

The dazzling brilliance of the necklaces, earrings, armbands, etc. are all rare and rare treasures.

Beneath the Bodhisattva of the Ming Dynasty is the Peacock King made of pure gold, with its wings stretched out, and it is about to fly. The Bodhisattva of the Ming Dynasty is sitting on a green lotus in lotus position, showing a solemn and compassionate appearance. Its four arms are graceful and relaxed, and the first hand on the right is holding a blooming flower.

The golden lotus flower, the second hand holds the Kumbhaka fruit, the first hand on the left holds the auspicious fruit, and the second hand holds three peacock tails.

Hanging in the main hall are many lifelike white cranes with wings spread out, all made of pure silver. Each crane holds a luminous pearl the size of a goose egg in its mouth. The pearly light flows and fills the hall with brilliance.

What is strange is that there are dozens of people in the main hall, lying, sitting, falling down or standing. There are men and women. They are all dressed in Uighur costumes. Their expressions may be peaceful, scary, joyful or despairing.

The four people were shocked, but they immediately realized that these people could never be living people. They were probably ancient mummies similar to the "Loulan Beauty" discovered in my country in the 1980s. After more than a thousand years, they were actually able to be preserved. It's incredible that it's so intact.

Fang Weixiong's eyes almost fell out, and he murmured: "Incredible, really incredible..."

Chu Jiangtian's sharp eyes suddenly saw a red sandalwood couch in front of the Peacock King Bodhisattva's seat, with a person lying on it.

Everyone came closer and took a closer look. Lying on the couch was a beautiful girl dressed in Uighur costumes. She had bright skin and radiant skin. She folded her hands on her chest and held a green jade Ruyi in her hands. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed.

She is actually a peerless beauty who has been sleeping for thousands of years.

"Is she still alive?" Fang Weixiong asked involuntarily.

Han Feng and others all laughed. They had been buried under hundreds of meters of yellow sand for more than a thousand years. If they were still alive, they must be in the magical world. However, this girl's face looked like she had just fallen asleep. It was really

Unbelievable.

Looking at the holy light on the face of the Uighur girl, Han Feng was strangely touched in his heart. Since he was deeply influenced by Taoist thoughts since childhood, especially the experience of interacting with "ldh", Han Feng had a deep understanding of Buddhism, Taoism, witchcraft, etc.

With a deeper understanding, he believed that there was supernatural and mysterious power in this world.

For example, at this moment, Han Feng seemed to have been inspired by something, and silently stepped forward to pay homage to the Bodhisattva. Seeing that the boss was so pious, the other three people also stepped forward to follow suit.

Suddenly, there was a loud "crash" sound, and a corner of the hall collapsed. A dazzling white light suddenly came in. Han Feng waved his hand, and several people quickly disappeared into the darkness.

After exhausting all efforts, Maimaiti• Aitili finally exploded the mysterious hall. Unable to contain his joy, he immediately ordered several of his capable men to go in with wolf-eye flashlights to investigate.

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Four or five guys carefully got into the hall.

Under the bright lights, the temple shimmered with strange pearls. The terrorists were immediately dazzled. Just when they were about to open their mouths to cheer, they suddenly felt a cold feeling in their throats, and their voices were castrated. Blood arrows spurted out wildly, and their bodies seemed to have been drained dry.

, fell down softly.

Maimaiti • Aitili waited outside for a long time, but saw no one to respond and heard no movement. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, squealing and jumping.

The "Crazy Tiger" and the "Cold Sting Commandos" were working in full swing above, and the situation was grim. Aiti was afraid of a long night and a long dream, so he quickly sent out a second search team, but the results were no different.

"There may be mechanisms or poisonous gas inside! Let's wait and think of a solution!" Sardin, who was more experienced, reminded from the side.

"Wait? How the hell do I have time to wait? The Chinese special forces have already come to kill us. We don't know how long we can hold them back. If we can't resist it and the treasure is not obtained, we might even lose our lives.

Here!" Aitili was like a crazy trapped beast, straightening his neck and howling: "Fuck it, blow it up for me! Blow up the whole hall for me, and I'll see if there are any other mechanisms that can stop me!"

"No! If you blow up the main hall, everything inside will be destroyed. You can't blow it up!" Sardin tried his best to stop him.

"Fuck you!" The furious Aitili kicked Shading down to the sand.

With a "bang" sound, a 5.8mm steel-core bullet roared out of the hall, carrying scalding heat, and angrily pierced Aitili's left temple, rolling and spinning inside.

After stirring the inside of his skull into a pot of porridge, he opened the Tianling cover with satisfaction and jumped out. What appeared next was a pile of red and white blood flowers, strange and alluring.

Maimaiti • Aitili fell on his back.

The other terrorists were stunned, but the scythe of death did not give them a chance to figure it out. Angry bullets instantly nailed them to the sand forever.

The sound of gunshots alerted the "Crazy Tiger" who was commanding the battle above. He didn't know what was going on. He thought he was motivated by the money and was in internal strife. He cursed and ran down with a desert combat knife.

"Damn, it's true that people die for money and birds die for food. Before anything happened, they started doing it themselves!" "Crazy Tiger" cursed while dodging bullets fired from the hall, he was so angry.

"What's going on?...Where's Aitili?" He grabbed a panicked terrorist next to him and asked loudly.

"The leader was beaten to death..."

"What... what the hell! I have to kill these guys who are blind to money!" "Crazy Tiger"'s eyes turned blood red in an instant, "Come in and kill them!"

Grenades, four-o rocket launchers, 35mm rifle grenades...all kinds of large and small weapons were fired at once, and the gunfire in the hall suddenly became mute.

Taking this opportunity, "Crazy Tiger" led people into the hall, and what they saw shocked them.

There are so many people!

"Kill them!" "Crazy Tiger" howled loudly, the idea of ​​internal strife and rebellion deeply rooted in his heart.

"Puff..." The sharp desert sword passed by, and all those who were standing or sitting had their heads chopped off without exception. There were no unexpected blood arrows spurting out, and there were no screams before death.

The mercenaries who attacked discovered the problem and said in shock: "Boss, they are all dead!"

"Dead people?..." "Crazy Tiger" walked over and took a closer look. Sure enough, they were all dead people, and they were mummies who had been dead for who knows how many years.

"Stop it! Put down the knife in your hand!" Sardin, who was rushing behind, saw the problem at a glance and stopped him hoarsely: "These are ancient corpses that are thousands of years old, and they are priceless treasures. You actually put them all

Ruined... oh my god!"

"Damn it, shut your mouth. I'm here to dig for treasures. What do you want with these mummies? Bad luck!" "Crazy Tiger" cursed.

"What do you know?... Any of these ancient corpses would be priceless if placed in the British Museum. You... you... God, look at what they have done..." Sardine helplessly

shouted.

No one paid attention to Sardin's lament. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the statue of Peacock King Bodhisattva. Their eyes were shining with greed and their mouths couldn't close. Some of the quick-thinking ones had already jumped up and used knives to pry those statues.

A gem.

"Boss, there is another beauty here!" a mercenary shouted.

"Damn it, stop it! I've turned against you..." "Crazy Tiger" walked over and kicked down a terrorist who was slashing the golden peacock's head with a knife.

"Crazy Tiger" saw the beautiful Uighur lying on the red sandalwood couch, smiled, and turned around and shouted: "Sardin, stop crying in mourning, there is another top quality here!"

Sardin ran over and his eyes suddenly went straight: "Almighty God... Omnipotent Virgin Mary..." He could not think of any other words, he could only recite these.

"Crazy Tiger" picked up the jade Ruyi in the girl's hand, took a look at it, and suddenly smiled, "Damn, what a good thing!... Oh! There are actually words on it, Sardine, look what's engraved on it?"
To be continued...