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- "" Faced with Song Heren's aggressiveness, Yang Zongbao chose to remain silent.
The bonfire burned day and night. Yang Zongbao picked up a branch and played with the flames. The flames chased Yang Zongbao's branches like well-behaved pets.
Seeing that Yang Zongbao was having a great time, Song Heren couldn't hold back his anger: "What on earth do you think?"
¡°Dig a trench.¡±
"What?"
¡°Find someone to dig a trench.¡± After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he took off the engineering shovel from the armed vehicle and began digging trenches around the bonfire.
Song Heren called on the people in the tribe to start digging trenches.
Yang Zongbao doesn¡¯t know why the tribe members don¡¯t move. Maybe their ancestors have lived here for generations and are unwilling to leave. Whatever the reason, they didn't want to leave.
Just because they didn¡¯t want to leave didn¡¯t mean they wanted to die, so after Song Heren¡¯s instructive communication, everyone who could move spontaneously started digging trenches.
The ditch was not dug very deep, about half a person's height, and it was circled around the campfire.
The area of ??more than 50 people is not large, only a few dozen square meters. Although the project was huge, it still took a whole day to finish.
After the ditch was dug, Yang Zongbao had people cut straw and fill it in the ditch. Then he took the remaining oil from the fuel tank of the armed vehicle and poured it on the straw poles in the ditch.
"Is it useful?" Song Heren was unsure.
¡°I don¡¯t know, if you can block it, just block it. If you can¡¯t block it, we¡¯ll all be in trouble.¡± Yang Zongbao laughed at himself.
After finishing the meal, we had compressed biscuits. After eating, we gathered everyone together before dark and waited
Night finally came, and the bonfire gradually became the main source of lighting. Green eyes kept wandering in the distance.
"Ho ho ho"
The barking of hyenas is different from that of ordinary dogs and is even more dangerous.
Man and dog collided for the second time.
Hyenas are afraid of fire, but there is a limit. The hyenas slowly approached the campfire, seemingly overcoming their fear.
"Do you think there will be rescue?" When things came to a close, Song Heren looked at the more than 50 tribesmen around him and couldn't bear it.
"I don't know, it would be better if there is rescue. If there is no rescue" Yang Zongbao did not say the next words.
The hyenas are getting closer and closer, and gradually they can be seen clearly.
Ugly, disgusting all kinds of vicious words can describe the appearance of hyenas.
Everyone was very nervous and didn¡¯t know who was yelling. Song Heren was frightened and fired the first shot.
Once this shot is fired, it will be chaos. The hyenas gradually narrowed the circle, looking at the people in the circle as if they were food. Anyone can see that vicious look.
The hyena has already rushed to the ditch. Seeing this, Song Heren fired a shot into the ditch. The fire quickly circled around. The hyena was temporarily stopped.
Yang Zongbao raised his gun and shot. Because the hyenas were sluggish for a moment, Yang Zongbao took advantage of this time and killed two of them.
The hyena took a few steps back with its tail between its legs, but then went around to another place. As expected, he is really smart, worthy of being a predator in nature, and he is able to identify where the weak links are.
But the people of the Kenting tribe are not as fragile as imagined. They all picked up knives and guns and stabbed the hyenas who dared to approach them.
Soon the strong smell of blood dissipated. Despite the windy night, the smell of blood lingered.
The fire in the fire circle gradually dimmed, and the situation outside the circle was clear at a glance.
Some hyenas fell in the ditch, broke their front hooves or hind limbs, and then their skin was scorched by the flames, giving off the smell of barbecue.
Although some hyenas died, a circle of stronger hyenas had quietly surrounded them, staring eagerly at the people in the fire ring. They are just waiting for an opportunity, and this opportunity is when the flame goes out. The bonfire in the middle didn't have much wood left to burn. All life seemed to be fading away as the flames dwindled.
Yang Zongbao found out ridiculously that he saw ridicule, contempt, and even cruelty in the hyena's eyes.
Everyone was nervous, and Yang Zongbao knew that the moment of real danger was coming.
Song Heren glanced at the tribesmen with a complicated expression, not knowing how to protect them.
As if the sky was about to beat them all, a light rain suddenly started falling in Kenting, where rain is rare.
The people in the tribe began to get anxious.
There were screams of fear and cries. Even the baby who didn¡¯t know the truth started crying
"Look at them, look at them, can you really bear it?" Song Heren saidNow he could only turn to Yang Zongbao for help, but he forgot that Yang Zongbao was also a human being, not a god, and could not create something out of nothing.
"I have no choice." Yang Zongbao noticed that there were probably more than 50 hyenas surrounding them. There are more than 50 of them, and if one person kills one, they will have a chance of survival.
The rain in the sky fell on the flames, and a trace of blue smoke rose.
Yang Zongbao shot without hesitation.
One shot was not enough to kill a hyena. When one fell to the ground, Yang Zongbao ran out of bullets. He could only take out the dagger from his pocket.
"Ho ho ho" The hyenas rioted and finally crossed the ditch that was about to go out.
"Woooo"
"ah¡¡"
The most primitive fighting has begun.
Even Yang Zongbao has no solution. He can only follow the original principle of fighting. He has no extra experience to pay attention to other things except killing.
Hyenas like to attack the weak points of animals, such as the belly and chrysanthemums, these are the places they love to attack. Because thousands of years of evolution tell them that this saves the most time and effort, and it doesn¡¯t require claws. The hyenas have memories in their blood for several years, and Yang Zongbao relies on his wisdom to know that attacking their abdomen is most effective.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOut and kill them easily, as long as you have long-lasting patience and strength. With no time to pay attention to the screams around him, Yang Zongbao didn't know what was happening around him. At this moment, all he could see was the hyenas' yellow-brown fur, only their soft bellies, and only the unidentified internal organs that fell out of the wounds
Song Heren was also struggling to intercept and kill, but he was in a very embarrassed state, with many wounds on his body, and what he heard more in his ears were screams.
Suddenly Song Heren felt that the number of hyenas around him suddenly decreased a lot. After taking a closer look, I was attracted by another scene.
Among the hyenas, a thin young man held a knife in both hands and mechanically cut without any flaws. The strength of each knife is the same, the trajectory is the same, and there seems to be no fatigue.
The young man¡¯s body was covered in blood, and there were even some internal organs hanging on his body. There were 5-6 hyena carcasses lying around him
Song Heren walked over and said to Yang Zongbao: "Okay, the hyenas have retreated." His voice was choked and his eyes were red.
Yang Zongbao was woken up by Song Heren, his legs and feet went weak, and he fell to the ground. The left hand hangs down at a very strange angle.
"Your hand?" Song Heren also noticed something strange about Yang Zongbao.
Yang Zongbao looked at his left hand and smiled bitterly. You must know that just now he gave up his thoughts and only let his body act spontaneously according to its own instincts. The result of this kind of self-abandonment thinking was that due to extreme nervousness, his left hand was overwhelmed and fractured.
"I'll help you." Song Heren wanted to help Yang Zongbao stay in place. Yang Zongbao raised his hand slightly, unsure.
"I've also learned emergency treatment." Song Heren said angrily, and forcefully grabbed Yang Zongbao's words. Unexpectedly, he caused the other party to gasp violently.
"Ah? I'm sorry." Song Heren knew that his behavior had caused great pain to Yang Zongbao, and he looked ashamed.
Yang Zongbao gritted his teeth and asked Song Heren to fix his hand. Anyway, this is an expedient measure. Even if the bones are not connected properly, it will just be interrupted and reconnected after returning.
"You are so cruel." Song Heren said after helping Yang Zongbao fix his bones.
"Absolutely." Yang Zongbao didn't think it was a compliment, but looked at the other side, wondering what he was thinking.
Beside the campfire, there were several hyena carcasses and the bodies of more than a dozen tribesmen, most of whom were young adults.
"This tribe is ruined." Song Heren sighed.
"No, this is their way of survival." Yang Zongbao shook his head: "This is their life. Maybe we shouldn't come in and forcefully change their evolution."
"Evolution? Do you think humans are animals?" Song Heren felt that the word evolution was full of irony.
"Humans are animals. We enjoy a high degree of civilization, but they live a life of eating hair and drinking blood. But there is no way to say who is right and who is wrong. We should end everything in Kenting instead of turning it into what it is now - four different things. "
¡°I won¡¯t argue with you, I think I¡¯m helping them.¡± Song Heren was noncommittal.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t expect to be able to communicate well with him, after all, they had different ideas.
"They won't come again, will they?" Song Heren frowned and looked at the hyena corpses lying on the ground.
"I don't know, let's take a look." Yang Zongbao really didn't know.
The rain stopped.
??The bonfire was rekindled.
The tribesmen were indeed able to adapt to the current situation. They shaved and skinned the hyena carcasses and roasted them on the bonfire. A simple funeral was held hastily, and a few tears were shed casually. The tribesmen began to return to their lives again.
The smell of barbecue slowly floated out, with a unique smell. Pork, beef, dog meat, and mutton are all different, and hyena meat has the same smell.
Because Yang Zongbao had the greatest contribution, some tribal women dedicated the hyena¡¯s buttocks to him. Yang Zongbao did not refuse because it was important to replenish energy.
Hyena meat is a bit thick, and Yang Zongbao felt that his teeth were a bit toothless after one bite. There is no salt, but the meat seems to taste like salt.
The women of the tribe pickled the remaining hyena carcasses and used them as stored food.
"That's it?" Song Heren felt as if all his passion was in vain.
"That's it." Yang Zongbao nodded: "Respect their lives."
Because it rained at night, the temperature was a little cooler during the day. No one dares to let the bonfire go out.
Yang Zongbao declined and continued to eat hyena meat for lunch, but focused on canned food.
Military cans are available in all flavors, and they taste good. They have no preservatives and are much better than cans on the market. This is also one of the few advantages enjoyed by being a soldier of the Chinese Empire. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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