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 leader commanded.
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 plan.
