Chapter 690 Wilbur frowned and said, "Can we reach our destination before it gets dark? Let''s stop wasting everyone''s time." Wilbur knew there was something wrong with that group of people. He even spotted a rocketuncher in one of the vehicles.
He was not afraid, but he could not be sure that he would be able to protect Isabe.
So, he did not want to start any conflicts.
When Isabe heard that, she looked at the man and said, "The area up ahead isn''t suited for off-roading. You should turn back." "Alright, officer," the man replied in a low voice.
"They''re from the Red Sand n," Isabe said as she drove.
ho oda Wilbur was taken aback. "It looks like you knew. What does the Red Sand n do?" "Tomb raiding, robbery, you name it.
They''re a typical violent criminal gang," Isabe exined.
Wilbur smiled and said, "Then why did you let them go?" "There are far fewer of us, and they have heavy weaponry. I was worried that you two would be in danger," Isabe said coldly.
Wilbur was stunned as he asked, "You were worried about us?" "Yes, if you weren''t here, I would''ve taken action against them just now." "Miss Elsher, I think you don''t fully understand thebat abilities of our department," Wilbur said with a smile.
Isabe said coldly as she drove, "You might be good at a fight, and your friend has a super weapon with him. However,
there are only three of us. If you get injured or die, the higher-ups will have my head." "I'' mean, my friend is an Ambience level cultivator. Do you really think we''re weak?" Wilbur asked.
Isabe said, "So what? Can an Ambience level cultivator take on a rocketuncher or a Barrett?" "I guess you''re right." Wilbur smiled. An Ambience level cultivator might be able to take one st or avoid a heavy-duty sniper.
However, it would be very dangerous to face a barrage of attacks.
If a few rocketunchers were used against an Ambience level cultivator, they would be on the verge of death if they survived the initial st.
Meanwhile, a heavy sniper like the Barrett was enough to threaten an
Ambience level cultivator''s life, An Aura level cultivator like Isabe would be in even more danger.
That was probably why she decided against taking action.
At that moment, Isabe picked up the satellite phone in the car.
"I''m Isabe. I noticed the Red Sand n on the desert roads. Send a medium- sized squad as backup." "Understood. Sending reinforcements right now. Maintain contact." Isabe hung up and continued forward.
Wilbur nodded approvingly. They were really efficient.
A medium-sized squad was usually about 300 people. It was more than enough for the numbers they saw just now.
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As they constantly advanced, the skies
slowly darkened.
However, Isabe had no ns to stop.
After filling up the car with some gasoline, she continued forward into the night.
It was hard to see anything at night in the desert beyond where their lights illuminated.
Ryder kept a stern look on his face as he gazed ahead. Meanwhile, Wilbur was bored, so he closed his eyes to meditate.
A few hours passed, and the car rm suddenly sounded.
Wilbur opened his eyes to see Isabe solemnly looking at a screen in the car, saying, "There''s a sandstorm warning.
It''s a high-level one, so we have to stop." Wilbur sighed. It seemed like he was quite unlucky. Why couldn''t the task go smoothly so he could go back to Seke Ind to enjoy himself?
Thinking about that, Wilbur felt the urge to resign rising up in him again.
"Damn it. Once I''m done with this mission, I''m not doing anything anymore," He viciously swore to himself.
At that moment, the desert had already stirred up a fierce sandstorm. Isabe drove the car to the side of a sand dune and stopped, closing all the windows and any openings on the car.
"Whether or not we can leave tomorrow will depend on our luck," Isabe said.
Wilbur frowned and said, "Is a desert sandstorm really that powerful?"