Chapter 799 Sahara Camel
The earth was scorched red, plants grew weakly, heat waves in the air twisted and trembled like snakes, and tall camels mechanically chewed the water-depleted bushes. This scene seemed to have lasted 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 the sea.
The Sahara is a striking bright yellow color. The sky and the earth are all like this, and the smell is even more burnt.
In extreme environments, the colors seem so monotonous.
Bifang also became a member of this bright color.
He was crawling on the ground, with his shoulder blades rising and falling, and all the muscles moving in coordination like flowing water. He was like a bright yellow tiger, slowly approaching the giant camel that was over two meters tall.
The colors, the movements, the atmosphere, all blended perfectly into the environment.
If it weren't for the close-up shot by the drone, perhaps no one would be able to tell where Bifang was at a glance.
Bifang stared at the herbivorous camel, holding a rope as thick as his finger in his hand, and moved within a range of 30 meters without making any unusual movements.
Bifang began to adjust his breathing and muscle condition.
The air was inhaled silently, the chest cavity expanded, and the oxygen content in the blood continued to increase, as if waking up from a deep sleep.
The audience's tension also rose at this moment, and their hands and feet clenched unconsciously .
Slowly rising from a crawling position, Bifang got on all fours, lowered his body, and made the final approach.
There are many stages to approaching prey, from preparation to approaching, until you get within a certain distance, then you can make some rough approaches.
Because at this distance, no matter how rough your technique is, it is extremely easy to be discovered. It depends more on luck than skill, and the cost-effectiveness of crawling closer begins to decrease.
Maintain your form while closing the distance slightly faster, just like the preliminary run in a relay race.
At this time, it depends on the alertness of the prey. If it is slow, it is naturally good luck for the hunter. If it is not slow, he has done his best. Whether he can get a meal depends entirely on fate.
Obviously Bifang is lucky.
Adult male camels can almost be said to have no natural enemies. Moreover, having experienced a round of hunting, they are physically and mentally exhausted, and their vigilance is reduced to the lowest level.
Bifang actually moved five meters closer in an instant!
The audience almost held their breath and exclaimed in excitement.
Too close.
It was so close that it was terrifying, like a bright headlight shining on the camel's head.
At this point, no matter how nervous the camel is or how tired its body is, it can still sense something is wrong.
But the distance of twenty-five meters is so close!
Camels are fast, easily reaching speeds of over 40 kilometers per hour, but they are also heavy.
The greater the mass, the greater the inertia. This is something that even junior high school students know.
In other words, slow startup!
Bifang rushed out!
The gravel under his feet cracked due to friction, almost turning into an afterimage.
The taut bow was finally released, and the distance between the two sides was within 20 meters almost before the camel started to run away.
Bifang runs with amazing bounce, expanding and contracting in time with its breathing, as agile as a cheetah. The full tension rapidly shortens the scale of the space, and the audience cannot help but stand on tiptoe, as if they were the ones running in the desert.
The two sides began to chase each other, but the distance between them continued to narrow.
It would take at least two seconds for this giant weighing more than half a ton to accelerate to 40 per hour. This time was enough for Bifang to do many things. When the speeds of both sides were equal and they were about to pull away, the distance between them was less than five meters.
He immediately released the weighted lock in his hand, which drew an arc in the air. At the moment when it was about to fly over the camel's head, Bifang suddenly pulled it back.
Under the action of inertia, the rope was pulled straight, forming a brief elasticity , and the sharp whistling of a long whip cutting through the air echoed in the air.
The noose expanded by the tree branch was recovered and accurately caught the camel's long neck!
Got it!
The audience cheered, barely able to contain their joy.
Bifang did not show any joy of success, catching the camel was just the beginning.
The next moment after the camel was harnessed, 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 camel's speed, but soon gave up. It was simply impossible and finally had no choice but to be dragged by the camel.
In just a dozen seconds, from the camel being lassoed to being dragged away, the audience felt like they were on a roller coaster, with one wave after another, and they couldn't stop.
Bifang fell to the ground, supporting himself with his feet, and formed an oblique triangle relying on the high speed brought by the camel.
Two long footprints were left on the desert. The friction between the gravel and the soles of the shoes emitted an astonishingly high temperature and a faint smell of burnt rubber.
Bifang wrapped the rope tightly around his arm, grabbed the rope, and gradually shortened the distance between himself and the camel.
In the desert, camels run along the ridges of sand dunes.
As the sun sets, the huge shadow is infinitely stretched, the ground trembles slightly, and dust billows behind the man and the camel, like a ground dragon.
The ground beneath their feet was becoming softer and softer, and there were more and more grains of sand, indicating that the camels were running towards the heart of the desert, trying to use the terrain to wear down the predators. This was their usual trick, using their greater endurance and resistance to hunger and thirst to tire the predators to death.
The distance, which was not long to begin with, was rapidly shortened as the length of the rope shortened, until Bifang could clearly see the camel's raised hooves.
If these camel hooves, which are bigger than human heads, were stepped on his head, Bifang had no doubt that it would burst like a watermelon.
Now is the most critical moment. Bifang loosened the rope on his arm a little, leaving only a small section wrapped around his palm to prevent himself from being dragged under the camel and turned into a pool of meat paste.
Then Bifang began to adjust his body shape, from facing the camel with his head to facing the camel with his feet.
Although it was just a simple change of direction, it greatly improved his vision and gave him more initiative.
Then Bifang began to look for an opportunity. At this time, the camel's butt was less than one meter in front of him, bouncing up and down.
The camel's legs cannot kick you now, but if it brakes suddenly and then kicks, it will almost certainly hit you, so you must not give it this opportunity, nor let it realize that there is this opportunity.
Without time to hesitate, Bifang tensed his leg muscles, then quickly jumped up from the ground, stepped directly on the camel's butt, and then tensed his body!
Man, camel, rope.
The three are like a longbow, the man and the camel are the bow arms, and the rope is the bowstring, forming a stable triangle.
But stability is definitely not what Bifang wants, he wants to break this balance!
His shoulders were stretched out, the muscles in Bifang's forearms bulged, the veins twisted and surged like snakes, and the body under the clothes was even more powerful.
The hemp rope was stretched straight and trembled slightly .
One is a fearless warrior, the other is a violent beast.
The strong core strength made the rope flow with extremely terrifying force, causing it to creak.
If it were a direct wrestling match, Bifang would have no chance of winning no matter what. But if it was just a contest with the camel's long neck, the winner would be obvious at a glance!
Bifang straightened his body and pulled the rope hard.
This balanced bow was forced open by violence!
[Fuck! Awesome!]
【Invincible! 】
[I don’t agree with the lack of naked choke! 】
The camel's long neck bent into an extremely exaggerated arc, and its line of sight was forced to shift to the side while it was running. It could no longer control its body balance, and within just a few steps, its huge body fell to one side like a mountain collapsing.
boom.
A huge amount of sand and gravel splashed, and the air was filled with choking smoke and dust. Bifang was also submerged in it and disappeared without a trace.
