Hardcore crisis

Eric stood up straight and kept alert with sharp eyes. Although in this barren and backward area with only indigenous people, it seemed that there was not much need to maintain such vigilance. However, Eric, who came back from the battlefield in the Middle East, knew deeply that Anywhere you relax your vigilance, you may die from a bullet fired from nowhere, just like your colleagues lying in the grave.

Carelessness is the dance partner of death. You must not let down your guard easily!

Eric, who learned this on the battlefield, could not relax from such a mood even after he retired and returned to his hometown. Instead, he felt deeply dissatisfied.

Everyone, everyone he knew, thought he was crazy and needed to receive psychological treatment. Even his wife couldn't agree with him and forced him to divorce.

Eric understood that he was not crazy, but that he could no longer endure the dull pace of life. He was used to bullets flying on the battlefield and rolling under the gun. He could not accept standing in the supermarket every day. A life of scanning QR codes for every asshole purchase like a fool.

When he gradually began to become numb, and even doubted whether he would continue to sink like this until one day he couldn't stand it anymore and went on a killing spree, he saw this recruitment email.

So Eric didn't hesitate and came here regardless of his wife's anger.

When Eric arrived at this Pacific island that he had never set foot on, when he saw rows of companions standing tall and smelling of blood, his body that had been numb for a long time became excited again, just like a child seeing a beloved toy. , the kind of excitement that fills the whole body is simply irresistible.

At this moment, Eric finally confirmed what he was thinking, he could only die on the battlefield in this life. You must not die of old age at home or at work.

However, unlike him, he came here to experience such a life and did not care about the so-called salary. However, the black companion Carson beside him was under heavy pressure.

His nine-year-old daughter. He was hospitalized due to a car accident. The cost of surgery was a huge astronomical figure, which he, a retired ordinary soldier, could not afford. So in order to pay for the surgery, he chose to re-enter the battlefield. Only this time he wasn't doing it for honor and country, but just for reward.

"coming!"

Eric, who was reminiscing, heard the voice of his companion. Turning around and looking, sure enough, far away on the seashore, a fishing boat was gradually approaching. It was the fishing boat they left last night.

The person standing on the deck is their training director here. A woman!

But this woman actually defeated more than a dozen people in the training camp one by one in close combat and overpowered all the men. Eric had to be impressed by it.

Now that the fishing boats are back, vigilance obviously needs to be improved. The armed guards guarding the pier dispersed and opened a wider cordon to prevent unrelated persons from approaching at close range.

Is that the goods you brought back from this trip?

Eric is not a very curious person, he is just interested in a training director (Ivy) in the camp. A logistics manager (Chen Ran), two people went to pick up the goods in person, and brought many people with them, which made him a little curious.

"Woooooooo..."

The crane began to move the arm column and lifted the heavy boxes to the dock. Naturally, there were people loading and unloading the goods. After a while, two huge boxes were loaded into the truck. Ivy on the ship took everyone off the ship. .

There were already several cars waiting aside, leaving a few people to deal with follow-up matters, while the rest immediately escorted the middle truck towards the camp.

It is nearly thirty miles from here to the camp, and everyone along the way is armed with live ammunition. If something goes wrong, they can respond immediately.

Driving precariously through the forest, the barely opened roads can only accommodate trucks and off-road vehicles with higher chassis. Ordinary cars cannot drive out here at all due to the chassis of the vehicle. Even for a truck with a very high chassis, driving on such a badly damaged road will cause serious wear and tear on vehicle parts, and its service life will be less than one-third of that of other places.

"Well, is there a situation ahead?"

The convoy suddenly stopped, and everyone's nerves immediately became tense. Eric, Carson and others immediately got out of the car and aimed live ammunition at the front.

A few Indonesian indigenous Javanese people wearing simple leaf attire looked at the convoy warily, holding bows and arrows. A dead prey lay not far away from their feet, blocking the middle of the road.

"Gari Mosokdi..."

There was a local Indonesian in the off-road vehicle, an indigenous subordinate of Ivy, the training supervisor. He quickly got out of the car and gestured loudly to a few people standing next to the prey.

"what are they doing?"

Carson held the G36 and glanced at the people, confused.

"No matter what they're talking about, it's best to get out of here."

Eric didn't care about this. He licked his lips. The scope in his hand had already circled the heads of the three indigenous people. He was quite confident that three consecutive bullets could kill him at this distance. Killed the three indigenous monkeys.

And they didn't even have time to draw their bows and shoot arrows.

Obviously, the Indonesian's gestures did not have much effect. The three indigenous Javanese shook their heads and refused the request to move the prey away.

"What happened?"

A lazy female voice came from behind. It turned out that Ivy was impatient with waiting, so she got out of the car and came here to ask.

When the Indonesian saw the leader coming, he quickly responded: "The leader is from the Malososo tribe... They are performing an annual coming-of-age ceremony. They cannot move the killed prey at will. They must wait for the priest to come over for confirmation. Only then can we move away from the prey.”

"What?"

Ivy had a cigarette dangling from the corner of her mouth. When she heard these words, she couldn't help but widen her eyes: "How long do they have to wait?"

"This... it should take more than half a day. There is only one priest in their tribe, but those who go out hunting to perform adult rituals have at least thirty or forty children." The subordinate replied awkwardly.

"long time?"

Ivy spit out the cigarette butt and said, "Tell them, don't talk for a long time, not even for a minute, and move the things away immediately."

"But……"

"No buts!"

Hearing Ivy's stern tone, the Indonesian men certainly did not dare to refute, so they had to turn back and anxiously explain to the three indigenous people participating in the coming-of-age ceremony.

However, the three indigenous people were extremely stubborn and shook their heads vigorously, refusing to agree to the request to remove the prey carcasses. It seemed that in their hearts, they attached great importance to this ceremony and would not easily compromise the demands of outsiders.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Ran saw that there seemed to be a problem in the car, so he got out of the car and asked with a frown.

"Something's wrong."

Ivy explained a few words casually and said, "Can you wait for a long time?"

"What do you think?" Chen Ran's tone suddenly became serious. When it came to Lu Yuan's orders, he would not allow any mistakes or flaws in the process.

"But they won't leave."

Ivy shrugged her shoulders: "As far as I know, the indigenous people here are bad-tempered and hard-tempered. They have long been dissatisfied with us. They think that we are enemies of the forest and external scourges. They have tolerated not taking action against us. It’s very restrained.”

"Do it?"

Chen Ran looked at the bows and arrows in the hands of the indigenous people strangely: "Just that?"

"Don't underestimate the weapons in their hands."

Ivy took out her cigarette and found that there was no cigarette in the cigarette box. She stared at the cigarette box with disgust and then said: "The arrows are all smeared with the venom secreted by poisonous frogs. As long as you scratch a little skin, you will be in a few Dying in agony within minutes, no medicine can cure."

Having said that, there was no matching emphasis in Ivy's tone, and she was still casual. Also unmoved was Chen Ran. He glanced at the three natives flatly, then suddenly stepped forward, pulled out the Beretta from his waist, and pointed it at the three natives.

If I don't know about pistols, it was in the past.

No matter how remote this place is, it still cannot escape the invasion of modern civilization. After seeing the power of "guns", the indigenous Javanese couldn't help but take a few steps back when they saw the guns. (To be continued ~^~)