Xia Chila stood shoulder to shoulder, exchanging a few quick glances.From initially underestimating them to figuring out the ninjas' movement patterns, they eventually got hurt. However, their injuri...There are two types of go-karts: high-performance karts and micro karts.

Lao Gu must have driven a high-clearance Jeep suitable for desert driving.

However, this single-seat high-card Jeep was like a four-wheel motorcycle, difficult to control its balance as it traveled across the undulating desert of the dunes.

Li Nanshan was going to drive after someone, intending to go on a rampage.

It's definitely not about driving with your head out the window, letting people shoot at you.

"Damn it!"

Li Nanfang muttered under his breath, strode up to the old man who was showing love for that kart with a tenderness that bordered on obsession, and grabbed the man's collar, roaring, "Where did you hide the cars"

"Here, here, right there."

Lao Gu shivered and pointed in a certain direction. Li Nanfang didn't say a word and rushed out, taking out the broken wall fragments covered by a black canvas.

Five minutes later, Boss Li drove a Hummer full of oil, galloping across the sand dunes in Chao Ci.

Before heading out to carry out the mission, Li Nanfang meticulously reviewed in his mind the information Shen Qingwu had provided him, focusing particularly on the geographical features of the ancient county of Shule.

In the northwest of the Taklamakan Desert, the ancient county of Shule was buried underground after a severe sandstorm thirty years ago.

With the city sinking beneath the yellow sand, so too was a path, hewn out in times unknown.

That trail was the only road connecting Shule Ancient County to the nearest new city of Shule.

This was the only way out for Lao Hei and his group.

Because only that road's yellow sand is high enough, it won't sink the car like the surrounding endless desert would, leaving it completely unusable.

So, Li Nánfāng just needed to follow this line and he would definitely be able to catch up with that group of guys.

The problem is, it's hard to say how long Lao Hei has been gone.

If you're lucky, you might even catch up to them in the desert.

But, in broad daylight, for Li Boss to single-handedly rush into the crowd and snatch the satellite would be impossible. While Shule Ancient City bans guns, it doesn't mean Old Hei doesn't have one, nor does it mean that those people in the desert wouldn't shoot at Li Nanfang.

The vast, open desert with no shelter would only become Li Boss's battlefield of death.

Even if you chase after Lao Hei all the way to Shule New City, you might not catch up with him if you're unlucky.

By then, there would be nowhere else to bring the satellites back.

"Damn it, I should have known that bastard would run ahead of time. How could I be so careless!"

Li Nanfang cursed angrily, wishing he could stomp his right foot into the gas tank to increase the car's speed several times over.

While Li Boss was relentlessly pursuing Lao Hei, hundreds of miles away in the new city of Shule, inside an unassuming van.

The large cargo container, after being modified, had transformed into a high-tech military observation vehicle filled with sophisticated instruments.

The satellite image displayed inside the car showed Li Nanfang cursing himself angrily for his carelessness.

Soldiers of the North Xinjiang Military Region's research institute were sitting in their work stations inside a vehicle, looking very busy. In reality, none of them were actually working at that moment.

Their task was only to observe.

On the one hand, observe and record Li Nanshan's performance in this mission.

On the other hand, there was a completely different mindset at play. A group of young people watched three athletes on the large screen, smoking and drinking tea, as if watching a movie about Li Nanfang's life and death pursuit.

To be precise, these three can't really be considered young anymore.

The oldest is over thirty, and the youngest is also twenty years old.

But anyone seeing these three bumbling idiots would involuntarily twitch their lips, unable to connect them with the "talented" records displayed in military files.

"Chu, Chu Principal, come come come, don't put on airs, let's make a bet on whether this kid can catch up to Old Black."

Of the three, the youngest-looking one shouted with apparent delight.

"Don't talk nonsense!" the principal, who could be called Chu, rolled his eyes and shouted angrily. "What are you betting on Don't think I don't know, this is your turf. Whether that kid can catch up to Lao Hei isn't just a matter of your saying so. What are you betting on It would be better if you just gave me the money directly!"

"Hey, Mr. Chu, you're being a spoilsport now! Since becoming principal, even your old spark is gone We're just having some fun here. Come on, that guy, Lao Lu, he won't bet with us. I bet that kid can catch up, two hundred bucks on the line right here. What do you say"

The youngest, Xiao Gao, looked away from the not-so-young Principal Chu and turned his attention to Lao Lu, who seemed the oldest.

And what about the results

Lao Lu flicked the cigarette butt out of his hand and snapped, "Get lost!"

"You think I treat you guys like vegetables You dare be so arrogant on my turf Do you even want to keep mixing around!"

Little Gao roared in anger, and Lao Lu without a word lifted the stool from under his buttocks.

Principal Chu, who had just been listlessly bored, looked at the tense situation and his eyes suddenly gleamed with a strange light. He stood up abruptly.

The military observers around were so frightened that they turned pale and scrambled out of the vehicle.

Then someone shouted, "Get everyone out of here and clear the area!"

That means, it seems like the three of them were fighting in the car, causing a result as if there was an explosion.

What's even more perplexing is that we're all gathered here to witness Li Nanfang complete the entire mission, aren't we

How come these three seem to have completely forgotten their jobs

Have you all taken the security protection of meteorological satellites seriously

Many observers lamented inwardly, asking.

But no one dared to speak those words aloud.

Everyone could only watch as the truck's rear door slammed shut, silently feeling sorry for the high-tech instruments inside.

I don't know how long it had been, but the back hatch finally opened.

Those observers who had finally managed to clear the surrounding innocent crowds, were stunned and all turned their heads in unison, thinking, "Is this it then"

How come it's not as scary as I imagined

Their doubts, however, would remain unanswered.

Everyone only saw that three people in the car all wore baseball caps, lowering their brims as they jumped out of the vehicle.

"You guys wait here, if it wasn't for the fact that I need to take care of this matter, I'd fight you for three days and three nights. No time, I can't let something happen to the satellite on my turf, I gotta go help that kid herd some sheep."

Xiao Gao was the first to yell angrily and stormed off.

Old Lu followed suit, letting out a cold snort: "I'll take the satellite. As for the rest, I don't care."

As soon as he finished speaking, he changed direction and hurried away.

Finally, only Principal Chu remained. He walked up to the observation squad leader and whispered, "I'm going back first. All losses will be charged to that kid Li Nanshan. He has money. Also, Li Nanshan failed his test results. After the mission ends, take him directly away and throw him into Zone Three. Whether he can see me again depends on his own abilities."

"Yes, Principal Chu!"

The platoon leader observed, raised his hand in a salute, and watched as Principal Chu departed.

Three monsters just left like that.

From the conversation just now, we can see that the three people have different identities.

Principal Chu led his team to monitor the progress of Li Nanfang's mission.

However, this mission seemed to be linked to some kind of test, and Mr. Li apparently didn't meet the expected results.

Xiao Gao was the host who received Principal Chu and others.

Everyone says the land belongs to the country, but in their eyes, the land belongs to the country, no doubt about it. And everything above the surface of this northern frontier desert region rightfully belongs to Xiao Gao.

Xiaogao also fully agrees with this view.

For example, a powerful figure with a large network of loyal followers - to him, that person is just like a sheep that Li Nanfang can use to his advantage.

As for Lao Lu, he remained silent and unassuming, giving nothing away. Yet, his air of confidence was impossible to ignore.

It should have been the abandoned weather satellite that Li Nanfang retrieved, but he treated it as something already in his possession and openly claimed to take it away, disregarding everything else.

The world of demons, ordinary people can't understand.

A group of observers remained silent for a long time before coming to their senses, then hurriedly lined up and returned to the train carriage to continue their work.

But when the captain was the first to jump into the cargo container, he was instantly stunned by the scene before him.

I didn't hear any commotion just now, nor did I see any changes to the outside of the van. But inside, it was like being hit by a dozen grenades one after another.

Horrible!

"Hurry, hurry and record the losses. Principal Chu said to put it all on Li Nanshan's head."

The squad leader snapped out of his shock, the first thing he said was to have his men assess the damage.

Li Nanan didn't know that while he was desperately working on the task, he had unwittingly wiped someone else's butt for nothing.

Now he only cares how far the journey to Shule City is.

After an hour of high-speed driving, all you could see was an empty desert with no one around.

Monotonous scenes can easily make people feel bored and stifled.

But Li Nanfang dared not allow himself to carry anything else. He widened his eyes and stared fixedly ahead, at the tracks left by Old Hei's gang on the yellow sand road.

Time flies.

The closer he got to the new city of Shule, the heavier his heart felt.

When Li Nanfang accepted this protective satellite mission, he didn't consider it a major challenge at all.

It feels just like those days back in Europe when I could run amok, just taking on any task and completing it with diligence.

But he overlooked a very crucial issue.

He used to approach tasks with a relaxed mindset.

Even if the mission failed, he could leave calmly without worrying about his own safety or the consequences of mission failure.

So what if I don't get the reward What's the worst that could happen

But this time it's different.

This mission was undertaken in the interest of national security.

Success only, failure is not allowed.

Once failed, the consequences triggered will never be just his personal life, but rather the damage to national interests.

Was the theft of China's satellite technology by the US Empire Li Nanfang's responsibility

Of course not.

He can't shoulder this responsibility.

Unfortunately, he realized this too late.

Even after chasing for an hour and still not seeing any sign of Lao Hei and his people, he realized the gravity of his mission's failure.

Mr. Li, who had never considered the word "responsibility," for the first time in his life, felt the weight on his shoulders becoming unbearably heavy.

It's a pity that no matter how hard we try, it's too late.

Following the tracks in the yellow sand, Li Nanshan easily determined that a convoy had sped past before it disappeared.

Even Lao Hei and his people, who usually follow the speed limit of 120, should have reached the outskirts of Shule New City by now.

He increasingly felt the danger of mission failure, leading to hallucinations for Li Nanfang.

He seemed to see Lao Hei's gang, whom he had never met before. As they approached the new city of Su Le, they suddenly turned back due to some unforeseen circumstances.

"Wait, this isn't an illusion!"

Li Nanfang exclaimed in surprise, widening his eyes and looking forward.

A long convoy of cars roared towards the distant horizon.

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