Hearing Schalke's words, the remaining warriors of the tribe finally mustered up a little courage and stopped running away in all directions.
A group of young warriors from the tribe hid in the trench and tried to shoot at the drone, but they couldn't aim at the drone at all.
The hunting drone has a high degree of maneuverability and flexibility. The drone moves at high speed in the air and can rotate and roll in any direction. The tribal fighters can't aim at it at all and can only shoot at random in the air.
A missile suddenly fell from the sky, directly blasting those who wanted to resist into a piece of bloody wreckage.
The people around were shocked to take a few steps back. Seeing this terrifying scene, they ran back without looking back, and fled back to the tribe.
In this kind of battle, the tribe is completely at a disadvantage, and the courage brought by their ignorance can only make them die faster.
In the village of the Soto tribe, the revenge of Changtian Technology came. The villagers of the tribe fled in all directions under the bombardment of the drones. Various objects and buildings were scattered in the explosion, and the whole tribe screamed in horror. .
Shabby houses were razed to the ground amid the roar of bombs, while others were set ablaze. People lost cover under the bombardment of drones and could only hide in their houses and pray for survival.
Under the attack of the drone, the people guarding Decker had already fled in all directions. Decker walked out of the bombed hut with a heavy heart.
He looked at the Grim Reaper in the sky, and at the countless dead and injured clansmen around him, filled with grief and indignation. He understood that this was the work of Changtian Technology, but he also knew that the tribesmen deserved it.
He took a deep breath, straightened up, arms outstretched, and started shouting to the sky. "Don't attack! We will hand over the murderer!"
He wanted the pilots of these drones to hear: "Mr. Wang! I know you can see, we don't want to see anyone get hurt."
He shouted as hard as he could, hoping to stop the drones from attacking.
Wang Xiang and others are in the control center at the moment, this operation is crucial, everyone's eyes are fixed on the picture on the screen.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of the camera, which caught Wang Dong's attention.
Wang Dong saw Deckert's actions in the monitoring center, and he directed the operator to stop the drone attack.
"Stop attacking!"
Wang Donggao shouted, the monitoring center quickly communicated and decided to stop the attack, and the entire drone formation immediately stopped the attack.
Wang Dong knows that for Changtian Technology to survive and develop locally, it needs a long-term plan to deal with the surrounding tribes, rather than a simple attack.
They need to establish control over the tribe, and at the same time respect the tribe's autonomy and culture to ensure that they can coexist peacefully, and Deckert is their chosen candidate.
"Put the drone at high altitude and observe their situation." Wang Dong gave instructions to the operator.
The operator immediately acted according to his instructions. Overlooking the entire tribe from a high altitude, the drone can better observe and grasp the situation of the tribe.
Decker was very moved when he saw that the drone finally stopped attacking.
He turned to the tribe and shouted: "The Americans have brought bad luck, but we should not vent our grievances on other people. We can all live in peace."
At this time, from the ruins and houses everywhere, the clansmen of the tribe slowly climbed out after confirming that they could not see the drone.
In these several battles, the tribe suffered serious losses, and many people and their homes were destroyed. Especially this time, they didn't even see the shadow of their opponents, and the tribe was beaten into ruins.
This made them feel frustrated and scared, and began to question the cooperation between Schalke and the Americans.
"Why should we follow the instructions of the Americans? They will only bring death and disaster." An elderly tribal man muttered to himself, "We can no longer let death hang over our homeland."
These voices began to gather, and they threw their weapons aside and began to try to find their way out.
Some tribesmen even began to consider fleeing their homes and looking for a safer place to live.
However, several young clansmen began to shout, claiming that they must avenge their dead compatriots.
"Don't listen to their lies, we must defend our homeland!"
Sharlto hid in the ruins and saw that no one else was under attack, so he also crawled out.
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In order to meet the ration needs of the tribe, people had to destroy the environment. The survival and development of the tribe needed a lot of crops. In order to increase the output of agricultural products, more and more wasteland was reclaimed for farming. However, with the reclaiming of wasteland, the next year's The disaster became more and more serious So they had to reclaim the wasteland, or attack and plunder the surrounding tribes.
For more food, tribes often need to graze a large number of wild animals, which requires them to compete for the land of surrounding tribes, which also caused great damage to the local ecological environment.
The tribe is not without wise men. They also know that destroying the environment will make the living environment worse and worse, but in order to allow more tribesmen to survive, they can only do so.
If food can be produced from machines as Deckert said, and beef can be produced without pastures, they will no longer have to worry about food issues, and they will not have to fight with surrounding tribes and worry about the health of their relatives. It's safe.
"I have tasted the beef produced, the beef is full of fragrance, and the taste is extremely delicious in the mouth. Chewing lightly, the meat is tender, extremely moist, and the gravy is full of aroma. Even when I think about it now, I feel very happy .¡±
Hearing Deckert's description, some tribesmen also recalled the feeling that the tribe only occasionally ate meat, which was already the most delicious food in their hearts.
"Changtian technology can bring prosperity and food, and they are willing to reconcile with us. If we join them, we can get out of the predicament and never be troubled by food problems, or even be driven by outsiders because of food."
Hearing Deckert's words, the clansmen began to think. They hoped to reconcile with Changtian Technology. They have seen the power of Changtian Technology. If they can bring food after reconciliation, the survival of the tribe will also be guaranteed. .
"But" Decker changed the subject, "What did the Americans bring us?"
"What they brought us was more weapons. These weapons did not allow us to eat and drink well. They asked us to fight the Xia people, let us rob and destroy them!"
"Sharlto was deceived by the Americans! They provoked our emotions and made us fight for them. Our tribe was destroyed because of this, and how many people died because of the Americans!" Decker was angry.
Everyone in the tribe looked at the ruined village, at each other's wounds, and at the dead tribe members, and their hearts were filled with anger. Thinking of the tribe's casualties, they were filled with grief and indignation.
"It's Sharlto! He caused the death of the tribe and the destruction of the homeland!" a member said angrily.
"Unforgivable! So many of us are driven by Sharlto to fight for the Americans!"
"Shaerto should be responsible for the dead clansmen! We didn't have any hatred with Changtian Technology, but he let so many of us die in vain!" said the injured tribal warrior.
Decker decided to execute Sharlto in accordance with tribal practice.
Sharlto was taken to the central square, and a wooden frame was erected on the square, and his hands and feet were tied to the wooden frame.
The crowd watched, their faces were cold, and their eyes gleamed with anger. Sharlto also felt this anger, and he immediately understood that he was destined to pay the price.
Decker stepped forward, his eyes were firm, he looked at Sharlto and said: "You know what you did wrong. Your actions have caused the death of many of our clansmen, and our village has been destroyed. According to the regulations of the tribe , you must pay for your crime."
Sharto remained silent, his body trembling, he faced death, but could not escape.
He saw the eyes of everyone, heard their accusations and reprimands against him, and the fear in his heart became more and more intense.
Decker picked up a torch, lit the flames, and approached the wizard's wooden frame slowly. Sharlto saw the fire getting closer, he felt the burning of the flames, and at the same time felt that death had come.
As the fire became brighter and brighter, under the witness of everyone, the wooden frame was ignited, and the flame immediately burned blazingly. Sharlto let out a heart-piercing scream, his body became distorted under the light of the fire, he struggled in the fire, screaming.
Decker's face was dignified. Looking at this scene, he knew that this was the price he had to pay.
He took a deep breath, then turned and left the square.
Everyone gathered together, watching the fire burn silently, and their hearts were filled with the satisfaction of revenge and the emotions of grief.