Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth Sahara camel boy
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The earth was scorched red, plants were growing languidly, the heat wave in the air twisted and trembled like snakes, and tall camels mechanically chewed the shrubs lacking moisture. This scene seemed to have lasted like this for hundreds or thousands of years.
If Point Nemo gives people the impression of pure white and blue, the air is filled with the smell of sea.
The Sahara is an eye-catching bright yellow, the sky and the earth are all the same, and the smell is even more burnt.
Under extreme circumstances, the colors seem to be so monotonous.
Bi Fang also became one of these bright colors.
He was lying on his knees, his shoulder blades bulging and then flattening, and the muscles all over his body were moving together like water, like a bright yellow tiger, getting closer and closer to the giant camel that was over two meters tall.
The colors, movements, and atmosphere are perfectly integrated into the environment.
If it weren't for the close-up of the drone, perhaps no one would be able to see where Bifang is at a glance.
Bi Fang stared intently at the herbivorous camel, holding a finger-thick rope in his hand, and almost reached within thirty meters without any movement.
Bi Fang began to adjust his breathing and muscle condition.
The air is sucked in silently, the chest is inflated, and a huge amount is exchanged. The oxygen content in the blood continues to increase, as if waking up from a deep sleep.
The audience's tension also increased at this moment, and their hands and feet clenched unconsciously.
Bi Fang got up little by little from the prostrate state, and got down on all fours, lowering his posture and making his final approach.
There are many stages in approaching prey, from preparation to approach, until after reaching a certain distance, you can make some rough approaches.
Because at this distance, regardless of whether the technique is rough or not, it is already extremely easy to be discovered. It depends more on luck than skill, and the cost-effectiveness of creeping closer begins to become lower.
While maintaining the state, close the distance slightly quickly, just like pre-running in a relay race.
At this time, it depends on the alertness of the prey. If it is slower, it is the hunter's good luck. If it is not slow, it has already tried its best. Whether it can eat or not depends on God's will.
Obviously Bifang is very lucky.
Adult male camels can be said to have almost no natural enemies. Moreover, they have already experienced a round of hunting and are already physically and mentally exhausted, so the camels' vigilance has been reduced to a minimum.
Bi Fang suddenly came five meters closer!
The audience almost held their breath and exclaimed in excitement.
too close.
It was so close that it was terrifying, like a bright light shining on the camel's head.
At this time, no matter how strong the camel's nerves are and how tired the body is, it still notices something strange.
But the distance of twenty-five meters is simply too close!
A camel is very fast and can easily exceed forty kilometers per hour, but its weight is also substantial.
The greater the mass, the greater the inertia. This is something that all junior high school students know.
In other words, slow to start!
Bi Fang rushed out!
The gravel underfoot rubbed and cracked, almost turning into an afterimage.
The tight bow was finally released, and almost before the camels started to escape, the distance between the two sides was already within twenty meters.
Bi Fang's running has an astonishing bounce, opening and contracting in conjunction with his breathing, as vigorous as a cheetah. The full tension shortens the scale of the space rapidly, and the audience can't help but stand on tiptoe, as if running on the desert.
Just yourself.
The two sides began to catch up, but the distance continued to close.
For this giant beast weighing more than half a ton to accelerate to a speed of forty per hour, it would take at least two seconds. This time was enough for Bi Fang to do too many things. At the moment when the speeds of both sides were equal and about to pull away, the two sides were already less than five seconds apart.
rice.
The fixed and weighted lock in his hand was immediately released, drawing an arc in the air, and then pulled back violently just as it was about to fly over the camel's head.
Under the action of inertia, the rope was pulled straight, forming a short elasticity, and the air reverberated with the scream of a long whip cutting through the air.
The noose spread by the branches was recovered and accurately hit the camel's long neck!
bingo!
The audience cheered, barely able to contain their joy.
Bi Fang did not show the joy of success. Trapping the camel was just the beginning.
The next moment he was trapped in the camel quilt, a huge force came from Bifang's arm, almost pulling him away. Fortunately, he stabilized his body in time.
In the first few seconds, Bifang tried to keep up with the speed of the camel, but soon gave up. This was simply impossible, and in the end he had no choice but to be dragged by the camel.
In just ten seconds, from the moment the camel is harnessed to being dragged along, the audience's emotions are like riding a roller coaster, one wave after another, and they can't stop.
After Bi Fang fell to the ground, he supported the ground with his feet and relied on the high speed brought by the camel to form an oblique triangle.
Two long footprints were dragged out of the desert. The friction between the gravel and the soles of the shoes gave off an astonishing high temperature and a faint smell of burnt rubber.
Bi Fang tightly wrapped the rope around his arm, grabbed the rope, and gradually pulled the distance between himself and the camel.
In the desert, camels run along the red ground.
As the sun sets in the west, the huge shadow is stretched infinitely, the ground trembles slightly, and billowing sand and dust are raised behind a person and a hunchback, like an earth dragon.
The ground underfoot is getting softer, indicating that there are more and more sand grains. The camels are running towards the hinterland of the desert, trying to use the terrain to drag down predators. This is their effective tactic.
The distance, which was not long in the first place, was quickly shortened as the length of the rope was shortened, until finally the camel's raised hooves could be clearly seen.
If these camel hooves, which are larger than a human head, step on the head, Bifang has no doubt that it will explode like a watermelon.
Now was the most critical moment. Bi Fang loosened the rope on his arm, leaving only a small section wrapped around his palm to prevent him from being rolled into a puddle of meat under the camel's body accidentally.
Then Bifang began to adjust his body shape, from head facing the camel to feet facing the camel.
Although it was just a simple change of direction, his vision was greatly improved and he gained more initiative.
Then Bifang began to look for opportunities. At this time, the camel's butt was less than one meter in front of him, bumping up and down.
The camel's legs can't kick itself yet, but if it suddenly brakes and kicks again, it will almost 100% hit, so it must not be given this opportunity, nor can it be made aware of this opportunity.
There was no time to hesitate, Bi Fang tightened his leg muscles, then quickly jumped up from the ground, kicked the camel directly on the butt, and finally tensed up!
People, camels, ropes.
The three are like a long bow, the man and the camel are the bow arms, and the rope is the bow string, thus forming a stable triangle.
But stability is definitely not what Bifang wants. He wants to break this balance!
Bi Fang broadened his shoulders, his arm muscles bulged out, his veins twisted and surged like snakes, and his body under the clothes was even more powerful.
The hemp rope was stretched straight and trembling slightly in mid-air.
One is a fearless warrior, the other is a violent behemoth.
The strong core strength makes this rope flow with extremely terrifying power. If it were a direct fight, Bi Fang would not be able to win anyway, but if it was just a fight with the camel's long neck, the winner would be clear at a glance!
As Bi Fang straightened his body and pulled the rope hard,
This balanced bow was forced open by violence!
【Fuck! Awesome!】
【Invincible!】
[I don’t agree that there is no naked hanging!]
There were exclamations in the barrage.
The camel's long neck suddenly bent to the side, and its sight was forced to shift. It could no longer control its body balance, and its huge body fell to one side.
boom.
A huge amount of sand and gravel spattered away, filling the air with choking smoke and dust. Bi Fang was also submerged in it and disappeared.
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