After several days of intensive preparations, the special equipment finally arrived at Outpost 05.
The Memory Alloy Jaw Clamp Device gleamed with a cold metallic sheen, its structure precise and sturdy. The Small Electromagnetic Railgun had sleek lines and a futuristic feel. The specially made Internal Destruction Shell was carefully stored in a custom safe, radiating a sense of danger.
Everything was ready. Under cover of night, the hunting team slipped silently into the Western Gobi. At a carefully chosen location—a relatively firm patch of the Sandstone Zone along the Sand Scorpion Earth Dragon King's main route—they began setting the trap.
They dug, buried, and camouflaged it... The whole process was carried out with painstaking care, leaving no sign that anyone had been there. By dawn, when the eastern sky had begun to pale, the trap had blended perfectly into its surroundings. Not a thing looked out of place.
The Poison King Special Pastry, glowing with fluorescent minerals and rich energy, was placed on the trigger plate at the center of the trap. Like a beacon in the dark, it waited for its target to arrive.
Lin Mo, Wang Keke, Aunt Zhang, the snipers, and the fire support team took cover in a cluster of Gobi Wind-Eroded Rock Pillars about five hundred meters from the trap, concealed by the rugged terrain and camouflage netting. Everyone held their breath, watching the area intently through high-powered binoculars and live feeds from the drones.
(Inner thoughts: "Everything's ready; all we need now is a little luck! Once that big guy takes a bite—boom!—the world will be at peace! And I can pick up a Poison Resistance talent while I'm at it!")
Time passed second by second. Once the sun had fully risen and the Gobi began to heat up, movement finally stirred in