<h4>Chapter 1120: Chapter 1127: Desert Crisis (Part 3)</h4>


    Looking around at the situation, Ling Chen chuckled bitterly. What bad luck, entering the desert not long ago, he encountered such a thing, truly unexpected.


    At the moment, there are nearly a hundred armed militants around, each equipped with weapons and guns. No wonder Qiu Yong and the others chose to surrender. Although they are experts, being skilled doesn’t mean being invincible. In the wide-open space of the desert, faced with a group of fully armed enemies, there’s no chance to avoid them. If they forcibly resisted, perhaps they could kill nearly half, but they wouldn’t have any hope of survival.


    "Take them away." A leadermanded.


    Soon, Ling Chen and his team were escorted onto a military transport vehicle by a group of armed militants. Sitting inside the vehicle, Ling Chen and the others exchanged looks, each pondering a n.


    However, these militants seemed very cautious. Besides them in the carriage, there were more than a dozen armed militants responsible for guarding them, all pointing their guns at their heads. Ling Chen believed that if they dared make a move, the bullets would surely and unhesitatingly pierce their foreheads.


    With the lights inside the carriage, Ling Chen took the opportunity to observe these militants, all typical Asians speaking a dialect they couldn’t understand. From their equipment configuration and the bloody aura emanating from them, Ling Chen’s heart sank slightly.


    Beforeing, he had done a brief study of this small country dependent on Huaxia. It’s a country constantly in civil war, especially recently, with the domestic regime under attack by rebels, causing the government to bepletely paralyzed, even the country’s government leader was killed by rebels. Now, to seize control of the country, several rebel forces are fighting fiercely.


    Knowing the situation, Ling Chen nned his route to avoid conflict zones as much as possible, to prevent unnecessary trouble.


    Ling Chen had seen rebels before during his ghost missions. However, these militants in front of him were different from the rebels he had encountered before. It’s known that most rebels are temporary recruits, given a gun and instantly bing armed personnel.


    Such people are untrained, withoutbat experience, surviving on the battlefield purely by luck. Through four or five battles, they could turn from novices into veterans. This was the rebel’s unique training method.


    However, these militants in front of him were entirely different from the rebels he knew. They were highly disciplined and well-equipped, not a mix-and-match. From these people, Ling Chen sensed the presence of regr soldiers.


    Looking at the convoy behind the transport vehicle, Ling Chen hesitated several times but ultimately abandoned the thought of making a move. Although he was 70% sure of escaping this transport vehicle, they had a convoy, and with only his legs, he surely couldn’t outrun them. Moreover, these armed militants responsible for guarding had loaded their bullets. If they made a move, bullets wouldn’t have eyes, and with so many people, being mistakenly hit would be a troublesome matter.


    "Ling Cheng, big brother was shot when he went out just now," Wei Jiahao whispered to Ling Chen.


    What?


    Ling Chen’s expression changed drastically, quickly turning to Qiu Yong and asking, "Big brother, how are you, is the wound serious?"


    "It’s nothing, just a superficial wound."


    Despite Qiu Yong’s calmness, Ling Chen was still worried, "Big brother, where did the bullet hit?"


    Qiu Yong pointed to his left arm. Then, before Ling Chen could ask, Qiu Yong stretched out a hand, opened his palm, revealing a bullet in his palm.


    Seeing Ling Chen’s surprised look, Qiu Yong smiled and said, "Don’t be surprised, I trained in Cross Training, my muscles are tougher than ordinary martial artists. Also, I’ve recently cultivated the martial arts manual from you, enhancing my abilities. When the bullet entered my body, I can instantly change the density of my muscles through self-control, making the bullet stay on the outside, so it doesn’t cause much damage."


    After hearing Qiu Yong’s exnation, Ling Chen was inwardly shocked, surprised at Qiu Yong’s Cross Training reaching such a level, truly unbelievable.


    At this moment, Ling Chen wasn’t the only one shocked; there was another person in the car, the sniper who had just wounded Qiu Yong. Seeing the bullet Qiu Yong took out, he waspletely dumbfounded, staring intensely at Qiu Yong, uncertain of what he was thinking.


    Minutes passed, and the convoy finally reached the destination. As soon as they got off the vehicle, Ling Chen nced around, a hint of surprise in his eyes.


    Surrounding them was a vast campsite with hundreds of tents neatly arranged in the desert, armed militants were everywhere. Not only that, Ling Chen also saw armed helicopters, armored vehicles, tanks, various military equipment.


    This... is entirely a military base!


    Finished! Caught at their military base, even if they had divine skills, they wouldn’t necessarily escape.


    Soon, Ling Chen and his team were taken to a makeshift cell.


    "Ling Cheng, what do we do now?" Wei Jiahao asked worriedly.


    "It’s not that there’s no solution, let’s see the situation first. If we can persuade them to release us, we don’t need to make a big fuss."


    In the cell, after waiting a while, someone finally came to interrogate them. A middle-aged man in his thirties came, looking no different from a Huaxia person, except his skin was darker. Standing outside the cell, he looked at Ling Chen and the others, asking, "What are you doing in the desert?"


    The middle-aged man spoke in the local dialect, with none of them understanding. Seeing no response, the middle-aged man repeated the question in English.


    Ling Chen replied, "Sorry, we came through here to meet with my friend, not intending to offend you."


    "Friend? This is the desert, who would you meet in such a godforsaken ce? I’m warning you, don’te up with excuses. I ask you, are you sent to assassinate the General?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.


    "Sir, we’re Huaxia people, we just arrived in this country today,pletely unaware of any General. And, you misunderstand us, we have our own matters to handle, unrted to you, please release us."


    "Huaxia people?" The middle-aged man switched to standard Chinese and said, "Now is a time of war; aren’t you Huaxia people enjoying yourselves at home? Whye to a ce like this? Seeking death?" Before Ling Chen could respond, the middle-aged man waved to the door.


    Soon, two armed militants walked in, carrying piles of items, weapons used by the group, and some military equipment.


    "These were found from your vehicle, are you trying to tell me you’re bringing these to meet friends?"