Conan: Eternal Darkness

The mission time is still a few days away. During this time, Jinjiu and Bourbon are unlikely to be idle. They surveyed each other's bases, used the local government to eliminate many drug lords, and locked down fewer and fewer locations. They can even be identified. target.

Gin and Bourbon are on their way to the mission site. The surrounding area is golden and can't see any vitality. The tropical desert climate is vividly reflected here. Gin is leaning on the sand dunes. At noon, the sun is scorching hot. Dadi, Amuro was studying the map, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the T-shirt on his body was also faintly wet. The handsome black-skinned guy squinted his eyes and looked up at the sun, and let out a sigh. This weather is really tormenting. what! But it wasn't the weather that depressed him the most. After all, he was already mentally prepared, but...

Looking at the silver-haired man beside him who was still dressed in black and had a lazy expression, Amuro suspected that the other party was carrying an ice pack, otherwise how could he be so tightly covered in such a hot weather without sweating at all! This unscientific! !

"Gin, aren't you hot?" Bourbon looked at Gin with a hopeless expression on his face. He was really about to be cooked. They are now in the central Sahara region. Yes, once you run out of food and water, you will really die here.

Jin Jiu opened his eyes and saw Amuro's expression that he was about to die from the heat. He sneered and replied calmly, "It's not hot." His body temperature was lower than that of a normal person. It's like ice cubes - although it doesn't affect anything at all - but in the same way, he is more accepting of the heat, just like now, the gin is not sweating from the beginning to the end.

Toru Amuro "..." He seriously suspected that Gin was hiding ice cubes.

Day and night in the desert are two extremes. As hot in the daytime as at night, as evening falls, Amuro looks at the few water and food and frowns, "Gin, our food won't last long. Now, barely able to last for half a day at most, how long will it take for the mission to end?"

Gin didn't respond, just sat up expressionlessly, squinting slightly, looking at the place where the sun set, and then Amuro saw him load Beretta and stood up, Bourbon was never stupid, seeing this. The sub-scenario also knows that an enemy is coming.

Is it really good to let someone from his intelligence team follow Gin, the sharp blade that is always on the front line, to carry out this kind of task? Bourbon scolded his mother secretly in his heart. He is good at close combat, not long-range attacks. This situation can't help at all. He can only rely on gin. After getting along these few days, Bourbon no longer dared to despise this man. The first core member of the organization, is this TM human? Is it purely a humanoid weapon? ? ! !

Watching Gin take the lives of those people with an expressionless face, Bourbon silently pondered where the gentleman found such a useful and loyal weapon. He was lucky, right? If he had known earlier, he would definitely have cut the beard! absolute!

This kind of appetizer has been going on several times. Gin and bourbon are no strangers, and they are retreating to solve the enemy. The night in the desert comes very fast, the sun disappears a little on the horizon, and the temperature also disappears with the sun. And the sharp decline, the gin and the wine took back Beretta, the people have been killed almost, the remaining trash can't make a storm, that is, his bullets are running out, and those guys probably don't have the heart to play gunfights with him now Now, Jin Jiu glanced at the sky, frowning slightly.

"It's over?" Bourbon tightened his clothes, turned his head to look at Gin, but found that the latter had a dignified face, much more solemn than before facing a group of enemies. After all, Gin was always treated with a casual attitude. Those people, "What's wrong?" Bourbon suddenly had a bad feeling, and he hoped it was his illusion.

"It's nothing," Jin Jiu said lightly, but there was a dull gleam in the pine green eyes, and it was obvious that things were not as easy as he said, "It's just that we are in big trouble."

It is rare to see Gin waiting so seriously. Although Bourbon was alert, he couldn't help but wonder, "An enemy is here again?" What kind of enemy can make Gin, who has always been lazy, look dignified?

"No, but it's almost the same." Gin pressed the brim of the hat, although this hat is very likely, no, it is absolutely impossible to keep it, and the long hair was casually tied into a ponytail with a rubber band, Gin's complexion was the same as before, "We're in a sandstorm."

"Oh." Bourbon, who thought he was about to face countless elite enemies, breathed a sigh of relief. In the next second, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he almost choked to death, "What did you just say?!!"

"We encountered a sandstorm," Gin repeated very kindly and rarely, and then added, "The level doesn't seem to be small."

Bourbon "..." Then why are you so calm? ! ! !

Sandstorms, this is the nightmare of all desert travelers. No matter who they are, they will not be willing to encounter sandstorms in the desert. It is one of the most unpredictable and violent natural forces in the world. 190 kilometers, it is not enough to have survival skills in the event of a sandstorm, and it requires enough luck.

Most desert travelers around the world encounter sandstorms, and the final result is either suffocation or being buried under the thick sand, and even some unlucky guys will be directly scraped out by the violent sandstorm. scars.

People who have never encountered a sandstorm will never be able to appreciate how hopeless and terrifying it is to be trapped in a sandstorm.

"Qin...Gin, you're joking, right?" Bourbon felt that his smile was a little stiff. He had naturally heard of sandstorms, which were one of the most lethal natural phenomena in the desert. Many times, it appeared represents death.

"Am I so bored?" Jin Jiu still looked cold and clear, but his slightly dark eyes showed that he was serious. No one can resist the power of nature. Gin ignores all life, but always maintains a sense of reverence for nature. Only in extreme environments can you feel the power of nature, the kind that can destroy the world. The power of gin, gin has been active in the restricted area of ​​life for a long time, and has a deep sense of the power of nature. The vast snowy areas, boundless deserts, and virgin forests are all masterpieces of nature. Even in areas where humans cannot set foot, there are other life forms. In the face of nature, you are like a newborn baby, and maintaining awe of nature is a must-have quality for every adventurer, because you can never conquer nature.

Bourbon looked around and didn't notice anything strange at all, but Gin couldn't make such a joke at all, so, nine times out of ten, there was really a sandstorm! ! ! As for being so unlucky? !

"Aren't we going to run?" Bourbon looked at Gin. Now that the sandstorm has not come, they can run completely. Why are they waiting here for the sandstorm?

"You think you're riding on a rocket?" Gin's eyes squinted, gleaming like a wolf, and Bourbon swears that Gin will ridicule him in his heart, "Once a sandstorm occurs, it can be several kilometers wide, several kilometers high, and the speed of It's nearly 200 kilometers, have you run it?"

"Then what should we do? Isn't there a way to survive the sandstorm?" Bourbon said that he is a bit sane, but the police academy never trains these, and the police are not those special forces!

In the face of sandstorms, Jinjiu did not dare to take it lightly. It is precisely because of the experience of sandstorms that he can truly understand the strong enough sandstorms, that is, the existence of tearing everything.

"In this kind of place, confidence is the only motivation to support you. If you lose confidence, you will not be far from death." Gin snorted coldly, the tone did not fluctuate, and the originally half-squinted eyes slowly opened, as if The jewel-like blue eyes carried a strong confidence. Bourbon felt the confidence of the gin, and he felt a surge of anger. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of oppression. When he looked up, he almost ran away. On the edge of the desert, a sand wall several hundred meters high suddenly rose from the ground, bringing rolling sand waves over the sky.

Sandstorm!

This is a word that Bourbon has heard a lot, but the first time he felt it up close, he understood why the sandstorm made so many people change their minds.

This overwhelming sense of oppression really makes people unable to resist, this is the power of nature, this is the desert nightmare sandstorm that can destroy everything!

"Follow me." Jin Jiu's voice was light, neither panicked nor nervous, but indifferent as always, as if he was not facing a devastating sandstorm, but the sand thrown up by a child.

The pine green pupils are still gorgeous in the yellow sand, calm and plain, like a lone wolf in the snow.

Bourbon: Why on earth did he follow Gin on this mission? Then don't die in a natural disaster without dying at the hands of the dark organization... He won't do it.