1383: Chapter 50: Pillaging the Tribe_2 1383: Chapter 50: Pillaging the Tribe_2 The won had dark skin, their faces painted with tribal totems, wearing only leather skirts with their upper bodies bare.
As they ran and leaped, their unrestrained breasts violently shook, a pity there was no sense of beauty.
The won wielded short knives, also issuing strange cries, as they charged at Tang Zheng.
The children were equally fierce; even those who were five or six years old showed no hesitation.
The sudden disaster stunned the ‘reserve food’ in the cage, but when they regained their senses, they exerted all their strength, calling out to Tang Zheng for help.
Without an order from Tang Zheng, Gu Xueqi did not release those people on her own.
Instead, she was preparing to cast a halo on him.
“No need!” Tang Zheng shouted, rushing to the forefront of the adult warriors, ready to strike with a knife and behead him.
Gu Xueqi quickly understood that Tang Zheng did not want to reveal the presence of their survivors, but wearing protective clothing was not enough to conceal their identity.
“No, he must be wanting to interrogate those people; protective clothing would give it away!” Gu Xueqi also joined the combat, after all with her strengthened body, she could handle these natives.
To intimidate the enemy, Tang Zheng struck with lethal force, each attack a deadly one.
He broke through fifteen steps, leaving behind seven mutilated corpses.
Gu Xueqi too, killed an indigenous man, her short knife stabbing into his abdon, the splattered fresh blood warming her skin, making her body tremble slightly.
“You still won’t run?
Do you want to wipe you all out?” Tang Zheng did not want to kill the won and children, but the other party was intent on putting him to death.
A woman ca charging fiercely at his head, showing no rcy.
“Get lost!” Tang Zheng lifted his leg and kicked the woman’s stomach, sending her tumbling away.
Another one lunged at him, only to be knocked unconscious by the back of his knife against her neck.
Not all the natives were fearless unto death.
When only one adult warrior remained alive, they finally couldn’t bear the pressure and turned to flee.
The won and children hesitated, overwheld by the strength of their enemy.
After knocking out a few more captives, the natives finally began to retreat.
In the life-or-death struggle, Gu Xueqi didn’t have it as easy as Tang Zheng; she went all out and killed six opponents, and the bloodshed quickly forced her to grow up.
“Save us!” The captives in the cage were indeed South Arican, shouting in Spanish, with a few phrases of unskilled English interspersed.
They feared Tang Zheng wouldn’t understand and would end up slaughtering them.
“Let’s go to the Chieftain’s Treehouse!” Tang Zheng ignored the cries for help since these people were captives, their belongings would naturally have been confiscated by the natives; surely, the chieftain would have taken the lion’s share.
Gu Xueqi didn’t ask the dumb question of where the Chieftain’s Treehouse was because it had to be the biggest one.
Tang Zheng took a running start, leapt and grabbed a vine, swinging towards the largest treehouse in the village.
At the highest point, he let go, used his waist to power a beautiful leap, and charged inside.
Gu Xueqi followed suit with a similar action, scurrying into the treehouse right after Tang Zheng.
To reduce the impact, she rolled upon landing and when she stood up, her gaze was drawn to a wall, making her instinctively step back.
The wall was covered in human skulls, a decoration used by the chieftain to display his military power.
“The owner here sure knows how to enjoy himself!” Beneath his feet lay thick fur which felt soft to step on.
Tang Zheng walked to a corner, where several travel bags, a dozen various firearms, bulletproof vests, and a pile of ammunition and hand grenades were stored – undoubtedly the supplies of the reserve food.
“Now it’s our turn to benefit!” Gu Xueqi picked up an AK47, skillfully removed the magazine to check it, then pulled the chamber and replaced the magazine, chambering a round and slinging it over her back.
The belle’s gun-holding posture was impeccable, and she also selected a Glock pistol, securing it with its holster to her thigh.
Tang Zheng also picked out two undamaged travel bags, emptied their contents, tossed one to Gu Xueqi, and then stuffed them with ammunition.
“Choose so canned food that’s easy to preserve.
No need for water, just grab more dicine and water purification tablets!” With the ammunition heavy and the bags weighing over fifty kilograms, it beca an extra burden, but not for Tang Zheng.
“Mhm!” Gu Xueqi packed swiftly, filling the bags with the most useful supplies.
“This should last us through a few small skirmishes.”
Tang Zheng didn’t even glance at the M16 rifles, instead choosing an AK47.
The jungle environnt was harsh, and Arican firearms were too delicate for his taste.
He didn’t want to risk a jam in combat; the AK series was rugged and robust with powerful firepower.
Of course, the 7.62 bullet caliber ant he couldn’t carry as much ammunition as he would have liked, and the weight was also a downside.
He slung the assault rifle over his right shoulder, pulling it back so that he could draw the gun one-handed at a mont’s notice.
Among the many handguns, Tang Zheng selected a widely-used Beretta M92F, then casually picked up a folding knife and pocketed it.
After Gu Xueqi finished packing the dicine, she started on the ammunition, choosing the sa caliber as Tang Zheng’s to ensure compatibility during combat.
The captive ‘reserve food’ in the cage were shouting loudly for help, fortunately, the natives did not return, or they would have been slaughtered.
Tang Zheng ignored them, focusing on packing up supplies while he surveyed the entire treehouse.
Several straight-bladed choppers with mottled congealed bloodstains hung on the wall, clearly weapons used in many killings.
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