Luck from Above

Three hours later, Jiang Fei and the others arrived in the center of the Sahara Desert. The sun was blazing and it was scalding hot. Worse of all, everything was sand. Nothing but sand all over the horizon. It was so hot and unbearable that there was no one in sight. Perhaps the only living creatures that could survive in this extreme heat were those that had adapted to this climate for centuries. 

"0542, are you sure the signal came from this god-forsaken-place?" Jiang Fei grunted, wiping off the sweat from his forehead that almost dried out from the heat.

"Yes, captain. The signal had indeed originated from this location. The numbers don't lie."

"It better. Or else I'm dying here from the heat for no good reason!" 

Jiang Fei descended and was preparing to land when Isabella suddenly flinched maddeningly. 

"What's wrong?" Jiang Fei asked. She was clearly trying to resist something.