Treasure Hunt Tycoon

Li Du is soft and hard. Of course, if he does n’t have the corresponding strength, he eats both soft and hard. But this time he has a small flying insect in his hand and has enough strength. What are you afraid of?

He glanced around indifferently, and then he knew.

This is the entrance to the canyon, and the cliffs of the canyon are above them.

Li Du had known for a long time that Antelope Canyon, like other slot-type canyons, was formed by soft sandstone after millions of years of various erosive forces.

Generally speaking, this erosive force is mainly caused by flash floods, followed by wind erosion.

During the monsoon season, flash floods often flow into the gorge in the northeast of Arizona. Due to the sudden increase of rainfall, the flash flood velocity is quite fast, and the narrow channel narrows the river channel, so the vertical erosion is relatively large. The corridors at the bottom of Antelope Canyon and the hard, smooth, water-like edges of the valley walls are formed.

And the continuous mountain wind blows the walls of the canyon all year round, causing the sandstone to become strange and softer.

This is why the National Tourism Administration does not allow tourists to enter at will. In some places, the sandstone is very soft. If visitors touch it at will, it will easily cause the sandstone to crack.

Even without the help of manpower, some sandstone blocks will still fall as time goes by and the wind blows for a long time.

For example, at the entrance of the canyon, a little bit of weathered sandstone about the size of a coffee table is about to fall down.

This weathered sandstone is now connected by an arm-thick stone strip, as if a chandelier is hanging on the cliff, and a danger zone is drawn around it, and pedestrians are no longer allowed to approach.

Seeing this stone, Li Du had an idea.

He hit his finger and let out the flying worm, and the flying wing quickly flew towards the stone bar, lying on it and absorbing the energy in it.

After releasing the flying worm, Li Du became more energetic. He looked coldly at the Indians on the opposite side and confronted the people without fear.

Godzilla and Dao are also tough guys, especially the former. When they were mixed in Mexico, they were also strong men who had seen big scenes and were baptized in **** battles.

So seeing Li Du so hard-hearted, both of them refreshed, and looked at these Indians without fear.

Hans had a little bit of confidence in his heart. He took out his cell phone and called and asked Turis to quickly bring someone over, and at the same time he was ready to call the police. The situation today is not optimistic.

The old Indian man looked at Li Du with interest and said, "What did you just ask? Why did we force you? Well, I will give you the answer, because this is our place, because we are stronger than you. ! "

Li Du thought the words were a bit familiar, and he thought about where he had heard them before: when they confronted Indians such as Harris, didn't they just say that?

Really crow-like black!

Realizing that the other party would not budge, Li Du took out his crossbow directly from his backpack.

He had a total of two crossbows. One was a gift Hans bought for the first time at the Hesman Junk Auction, which is now the pterosaur's fury.

Another one was bought from a gun shop, called Black Mamba, which is bigger, heavier and more lethal.

Pterodactyl's Wrath is relatively small and can be stowed away. He is usually kept in a backpack, while Black Mamba cannot be carried around. He is usually kept in the trunk of a hellcat.

Seeing him take out the crossbow, the Indians not only were not afraid, they laughed a lot.

The old man who still admired his courage even more sneered: "Ha, I thought you were a tough guy. So you expected this thing?"

An Indian man took off his shirt and exposed his strong chest muscles. He slaps his muscles like a bear and shouted, "Come, shoot here, shoot!"

Godzilla's eyes became unprecedentedly fierce. He also took off his T-shirt, fists a grip, and his upper body muscles tightened suddenly!

His pectoral muscles were huge and sturdy, looking stiffer than the red rocks of the canyon, as rough and impenetrable as the reefs hit by the waves.

Seeing this, the Indian man didn't yell. In contrast, he was a small stone, and he really did not have the right to be proud in front of Godzilla.

Li Du looked at the crowd coldly. He raised his crossbow and said, "Relax, I won't shoot you. This is not a murder weapon, but once it shoots an arrow, it will be more terrible than murder!"

The old man laughed and laughed, "Yes? Let's see how? We've seen machine guns, cannons, and missiles. None of these things made us feel terrible, just you little thing?"

The other Indians roared, "Fearless! Be brave!"

Li Du sneered: "Ha, pretend to be!"

Hans explained in a low voice: "This is not pretending, man, the Navajo people have really seen these things, of course, not the militia attacked them with these weapons before, but during World War II ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The Wajos have been heavily involved in the army. "

After thinking about it, he added: "You don't know the Navajo, so do you know the Windspeaker?"

This Li Du did know that during the early part of the Second World War, on the Pacific battlefield, the Japanese army could always use various methods to decipher the secret code of the US military, which caused the US military to suffer on the battlefield.

In order to change this situation, in view of the experience of using Choctaw Indian soldiers as cryptographic correspondents in World War I, the United States convened hundreds of Indian Navajo people to join the army.

Because no foreigners can understand their language, the U.S. military trained them as specialized translators, known as "windspeakers."

Even without knowing this part of history, Li Du has heard of movies that reflect this history.

After hearing Hans' words, he asked in amazement: "These people are the descendants of the Windspeaker?"

The old Indian man nodded proudly: "Yes."

Li Du continued to sneer: "The blood of the hero has been defiled by you! Or, the wind whisperer likes bullying like you?"

The old man was almost furious, and the other Indians were furious:

"Insult our ancestors, boy, you are dead!"

"Go ahead, Allocia, pack them!"

"Asshole! You insulted our tribe! You pay for it!"

Seeing the excitement of the Indian crowd was at any time possible, Hans was secretly terrified. He tried hard to see the way and wanted to see where Turis and others had gone.

Li Du also found that the situation was not good. He waved his bow and crossbow and aimed at the weathered rock hanging on the rock wall like a chandelier. He shouted to the old man: "Don't force me!"

The old man laughed again: "Ha ha, you want to do this, okay, you can shoot an arrow, let me see, does your arrow have the power of a rocket, and you can shoot a rock ?!"