West Africa, a local tribal town outside the Sahara Desert.
This was a world at the edge of civilization. Although it was a rip-off, there was still electricity.
Ten days. Ten days of hellish torture. Relying only on the last camel's supplies, the group of people managed to complete their final journey in the endless desert.
In the desert world, if there was not even a single camel left, a bloody 'Andean miracle' would happen in the Sahara Desert.
In a desperate situation of life and death, would you choose to die with dignity or to live as a cannibal?
However, the last camel was slaughtered and eaten the night before they were about to leave the desert.
After drinking two liters of water and eating a small amount of food, the few people who had dried up were immediately rehydrated and revived.
Thanks to the people all over the world, the small village had changed from a backward traditional agriculture to a tourism industry.
After a short rest, some of the people in the group started to dance and chat with the other travelers. Their expressions were exaggerated and terrified, and they described the yellow sand monsters vividly. However, most of the travelers were skeptical. Most of them had been isolated from the world for a period of time after coming out of the Sahara Desert, so their understanding of the world was not clear enough.
However, when the photographer took out the work that he had risked his life to take, the voices of doubt in the small hotel became much quieter. The Berber who had brought the traveler across the Sahara Desert had disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where he had gone.
The scene in the camera shocked all the travelers. Looking at the shocked crowd, the photographer returned to his room with satisfaction. He wanted to use this set of photos to win glory in the photography world!
No one had ever taken a photo of such a transcendent existence before!
Unable to contain the excitement in his heart, the photographer posted a few photos of the monster on his Facebook. The photos were not clear and were covered with watermarks.
Those who had the guts to participate in crossing the Sahara Desert were all big names in the adventurer world. They already had a certain number of fans. Once the photos were uploaded, they spread at an extremely fast speed, attracting the attention of many big countries that were constantly monitoring the internet.
"Let's rest for two days. We'll take a flight to the nearest airport and transfer to our country."
The only international airport in most African countries was in their capital, and the conditions were not satisfactory.
However, just as the group of travelers was about to leave, the sound of propellers suddenly came from the quiet town.
"Huff, huff."
Flanders' military helicopter flew over from the horizon. The moment the Flanders soldiers got off the helicopter, they charged towards the hotel with serious expressions.
Their target was very clear — the adventurer team that had just crossed the Sahara Desert!
The leader of the exploration team was confused at first. Then, he came to a realization and glared at the photographer angrily.
The photos taken by this guy must have been uploaded to the internet and attracted the attention of the Frances people.
"May I ask what happened?"
Before he could reprimand the cameraman, the captain immediately raised his hands. When it came to raising his hands properly, he was second only to one of his companions, Angelica, who had the racial talent of avoiding harm.
Frans' foreign soldiers first restrained a few people, but there were still some companions in the team who did not recognize the situation and were stronger than others. Under the aim of the muzzle, they still tried to break free.
"We are citizens of America. You have no right to arrest us. This isn't Flanders!"
The Frans Army was not a pushover. Even in modern civilized society, the Frans Army's foreign legion would still be exposed in Afrika for crimes against humanity such as torture and rape of young girls.
"Da da da!!"
The irascible Frans soldiers fired at the ground, brushing past the ankles of the travelers. The dust and sand raised immediately made the noisy team members obediently shut their mouths.
His companion's hands were stretched taut, and he subconsciously moved towards the brightest spot in the sun. This way, he would be more conspicuous in comparison.
His big white teeth were set off by his dark skin, which instead gave him the fierceness of a primitive wild animal.
"Hands up!
Get down! "
"I'll say it again!
Everyone, please cooperate with us! "
Looking at the guns in the hands of the Frans soldiers, and then remembering the tough attitude of the other party, the few travelers laid on the ground with bitter faces.
The Frans people acted swiftly and decisively. After a tough attitude, they detained the few people on the helicopter without saying a word.
Afrika was a paradise for European colonists to wrestle with each other. Countries such as Breton, Braban, and Frans all had colonies here. Even now, half a century after the collapse of the colonial system, the existence of Frans in Afrika was still rising.
Especially in the Maghreb region and West Africa, the official language and writing of Afrika countries was simply Frans. The locals might not speak Arabic, but they definitely knew French and French. The country that young people most yearned for was also the spiritual motherland of Frans. Various overseas bases and the Frans army brazenly existed on the continent of Afrika under the banner of peacekeeping forces.
This continent with minerals and vast land was tacitly divided by several countries.
It was not only the Frans who took action. Breton and America also had influence in West Africa.
But by the time the other countries arrived, the group of Amelia and Acca adventurers had already been brought to the Flanders territory. The Buliet Devourers, who were a step behind, clicked their tongues, secretly cursing how the Fransians had acted so quickly.
"These frogs!"
Fast running is the traditional skill of the Flemish people after Napoleon!
A monster tens of meters tall appeared in the Sahara Desert. This set of photos immediately exploded around the world.
The Sahara Desert was more than nine million square kilometers, a vast area. If the total territory was calculated, it was ranked behind America.
If it was not for a traveler who happened to take a photo, the monster in the desert would have been discovered. Even if the monster in the photo was the only monster in the Sahara Desert, would there be more powerful monsters hidden in the desert?
Could there be more equally powerful monsters hiding in the desert? After all, it was a barren land unsuitable for human survival. No human activity meant that there was no surveillance. It was just like finding a mouse meant that there was already a mouse nest in the house. It was entirely possible that the monsters in the desert had multiplied to a terrifying number.
Ten such monsters could easily destroy a city. In the absence of heavy weapons and airplanes, the Afrikan warlords who used Shooting of Faith and RPGs could kill as many as they came.
Looking at the rotten fish and shrimps around the Sahara Desert, these creatures who were still struggling in a primitive and feudal society would definitely collapse in an instant when they encountered a terrifying monster attack. It would then evolve into a human disaster.
The Rwandan massacre that lost a million civilians might happen again, but for the major countries, it did not matter how many Afrikans died. Otherwise, a group of countries would not have crossed their arms and watched from the sidelines during the Rwandan genocide. What was important was the appearance of the yellow sand monster in the Sahara.
The Island nation Yokosuka received more than half of the attention. Island nation supernatural incidents happened too frequently. Moreover, with the cooperation of the Island nation government and America, it was difficult to reveal any useful information. There was only this one confirmed sighting of Afrika. The rarer something was, the more valuable it was.
Moreover, Afrika, which had been the hunting ground of the major countries since ancient times, had a low level of civilization. The country was just a tribe in the guise of civilization. Compared to the Island nation that was difficult to infiltrate, Afrika was as transparent as a sieve. Aside from resources, Afrika allowed the major countries of the world to once again discover its bright spots.
However, they had just received news that Europe, Asia, and even India had sent warships to Africa in the name of a peaceful visit, protecting merchant ships, and fighting pirates.
Aside from the Island nation and America, the other countries lacked actual combat experience against supernatural beings. The troops they had built were all just words. They had never experienced actual combat, nor could they find a chance to do so.
In the new round of supernatural combat preparations, those who did not have enough actual combat experience and close contact with Zhao Fan would fall behind the trend of the world.
The monsters in the Sahara Desert of Afrika were a natural training ground. They might be able to find the inheritance of supernatural powers like the Island nation.
As for the countries surrounding the Sahara Desert?
I'm sorry, but when the situation isn't urgent, you can treat them as human beings. But when it comes to core interests and the country's thousand-year plan, all you have to do is watch the show obediently.
After all, what did Africa's independence have to do with the Africans?
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East Africa, Somalia.
Living off the mountains and taking advantage of the important international shipping routes, the Somali residents decided to eat humans.
As a strange country, Somalia seemed to be the same on the world map, but there was actually another independent regime, Somaliland. It had its own administrative system, currency, and was the first cashless country in the world. There was also Puntland, which was almost independent.
In such a poor and chaotic country, the residents were fishermen when they were busy and pirates when they were free. It was because of the huge gap in technology between modern countries, or else they could be called the Vikings of East Africa.
Today was a good day to go out to sea. The night was calm, there was no wind or rain, and the waves were stable, suitable for boarding.
A few simple Somali fishermen showed honest smiles, raised their godly AKs, and boarded the special fishing boat that brought them a bountiful harvest.
The fishing boat was powered by diesel, with a light machine gun installed on the side. The golden bullet chain was their fishing net.
In a peaceful country, 100 bullets cost 1,000 dollars, but in Somalia, 1,000 dollars could buy a human life.
Praying that they could have a good harvest this time, the hardworking and simple Somali fishermen shouted and started the fishing boat. Howling wildly, they headed towards the vast sea. The narrow Gulf of Aden was calm and busy. It was a treasure bowl that God had given to Somalia to make a fortune.
"There's a cargo ship in front!"
Just half an hour out to sea, a pirate holding a second-hand binoculars shouted excitedly.
The other pirates took the binoculars and looked at the giant beast sailing slowly under the night sky. They were also excited.
Such an ocean-going cargo ship was slow, and there were not many people on board. Since every cargo ship carried living creatures, and the profits were high, once they were caught, they would definitely be able to make a fortune.
It was not because the capitalists valued the lives of the crew, but because an ocean-going ship carried hundreds of thousands of tons of cargo. The cargo was much more valuable than human lives!