"I really want to eat some pickled vegetables, drink some porridge, and then take a bite of a fried bun," Li Qianxia murmured to herself.

Li Changzhou was slightly out of breath when he heard Zheng Qing's stomach rumbling on his back.

It was small, but the two of them were too close together.

"It is said that desert dwellers would huddle camels together to 'keep them cool' and thus resist the heat," Zheng Qing explained, her offhand explanation creating an awkward atmosphere.

Although she was a soldier, she was also a woman in her early twenties.

Actually, Li Changzhou didn't feel embarrassed at all. Anyone would be hungry after not eating for so long.

However, if it were Yang Qinglan's stomach rumbling, he would definitely laugh a couple of times but not say anything, leaving her feeling awkward.

I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to carry Yang Qinglan on my back.

"How's your stamina?" Yang Qinglan asked, looking over.

"Always be prepared!"

"Looks like we don't need to rest yet. What about Qianxia?"

"I'm fine, I'm just hungry, tired, and sleepy."

Yang Qinglan finally turned her gaze to Little Radish, who jumped four meters and then rested in place waiting for them.

"Little Radish, how far are we from danger?" she asked.

"Hmm—" Little Radish thought for a moment, "It will probably take another ten minutes of jumping."

Half an hour had passed since they left the canyon. The temperature was gradually rising, the restless heat was beginning to show its power, and the air on the sand was starting to tremble.

Now, no matter what scenery you see, it's as if you're looking through a semi-transparent glass.

Ten minutes later.

"It's over there!"

Even without Little Radish saying anything, everyone could already hear the furious barking of dogs behind the sand dunes.

“Storm! It’s a storm!” Zheng Qing shouted, craning her neck to look over Li Changzhou’s shoulder.

If she could still walk, she would have used her jumping spider abilities to leap out.

Li Changzhou and his group didn't care about the storm, but they quickened their pace and arrived at a small sand dune that looked as smooth as if it had been scraped with a scraper.

Below the sand dunes, a brown police dog barked at the sky, and beside it stood a pale-faced female soldier who staggered as she walked.

"Cat Tail is there too!" Zheng Qing exclaimed excitedly. "Quick, go save her!"

"Wait a minute," Yang Qinglan said calmly. "The dog is barking so fiercely, there must be enemies nearby."

Zheng Qing wanted to say, "Perhaps Baofeng is worried about Maowei," but she held back. Her good discipline forced her to calm down.

"Here you go." Li Changzhou had already taken out a sniper rifle from his backpack.

Zheng Qing glanced at the cat's tail, calmed herself down, shifted her body, and adjusted her shooting posture.

"Little Radish, do you know where the enemy is?" Li Qianxia asked.

"I don't know," Little Radish shook his head. "This place is dangerous."

Li Changzhou blurted out instinctively, "Could it be in the sand?"

"Is it that snake?" Li Qianxia asked.

“No,” Yang Qinglan affirmed.

The brother and sister looked at her simultaneously and asked in unison, "How did you know?"

Yang Qinglan pointed to the sky: "They're here."

Li Changzhou turned his head and looked down. In the distant sky, a small black dot was descending.

Because of the distance, the speed doesn't seem fast, but common sense tells him that at such a distance, the other party must be extremely fast.

It was a golden eagle, swooping down at a speed of 320 kilometers per hour.

Its sharp eyes were like two daggers, and its sharp claws were even more terrifying.

"Can you pull her up?" Li Changzhou said quickly.

“Sure!” Yang Qinglan replied.

She knew who he was talking about.

She stared intently at the cat's tail with dreamlike eyes.

The barking grew louder, and Cattail spotted the golden eagle overhead, but she was too weak to continue. She quickened her pace slightly, but instead fell to the ground.

Even from that distance, Li Changzhou could still faintly hear the violent wind howling as the golden eagle landed.

The raptor lunged at the cat's tail with its claws in a "kick" motion.

Yang Qinglan did not make a move.

Just as Li Qianxia was about to ask a question, the scene before her eyes provided the answer.

The cat rolled away from the eagle's claws with its tail, and at the same time stretched out its arms to grab the other's legs. The movement was very fast, and the weakness was just an act!

The barking of the dogs ceased, and the storm pounced, biting down on the eagle's neck.

With its feathers in disarray, the golden eagle let out a high-pitched cry, its wingspan reaching three meters. With vigorous flapping, it still slowly ascended into the air despite carrying such a heavy load.

"Ah—" Even from a great distance, you could hear Cat Tail's scream. It wasn't a woman's voice, but a warrior's roar.

She was desperately pulling the golden eagle down.

The police dog was also shaking its head vigorously, trying to push the teeth deeper.

The golden eagle let out another loud cry, flapping its wings and stirring up a cloud of golden sand.

In the blink of an eye, the tension of life and the cruelty of survival were all revealed to Li Changzhou through a man, a dog, an eagle, and the golden desert.

All things under the frosty sky compete freely!

He was suddenly filled with excitement, feeling that no matter who won the battle, there was nothing to say!

Yang Qinglan's eyes turned blue as she saw the golden eagle, cat tail, and police dog slowly rising in front of her. She stumbled and twisted into a ball on the ground.

Zheng Qing pursed her lips tightly, her eyes narrowing as if threading a needle, constantly searching for the best angle to snipe.

Li Changzhou also had nowhere to start.

Li Qianxia dared not rush forward, fearing that she would become an obstacle for the two guns.

With a flap of its wings, the golden eagle was about to take off even under Yang Qinglan's watchful gaze.

"Bang!"

The loud sniper shot made the sand dunes beneath them tremble.

The golden statue was struck by the pendulum, flying backward like a cannonball and crashing into the sand, carving deep grooves.

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