But at this time, it is useless to worry about anything else, and it is important to guard the camp.

We must let Liu Jiaojiao give birth to the child safely, and we must protect this little life.

I immediately took a deep breath, gripped the gun tightly in my hand, and raised my hand to grab the natives outside.

I don't know if I hit anyone with this shot, but the action of hitting the door outside is still a one.

"We just want to live here, that's all, and we will definitely not stay here forever, we have been trying to find a way to get out of this ghost place, if you want to be stable, then just wait for us to leave here, naturally we will not bother you again, but if you keep getting an inch again and again, then today Lao Tzu will fight with you!

While I was shouting, Wang Ping had already handed over the hot water, and I quickly used the mud basin to directly splash the entire basin with water.

These aborigines are really thick-skinned, and they don't even flinch when they splash hot oil and water on their bodies, but attack our wooden door even more frantically.

I don't know what the situation of Liu Jiaojiao in Chen Jian's house is, and I'm more worried about Wang Xiaoxiao's state, so I can't care about anything else at this time, so I can only delay time.

While instructing my male colleagues around me to pick up the rocks on the top of our mountain, I smashed them down as hard as I could.

Yang Rui and Wang Ping had already leaned close to me at this time and began to clean up the lynx that had pounced around them, and the scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.

But we know that if we don't make it through tonight, then we're going to die.

Thinking of the foreigner who was dumped and dried up in the woods and died, our hearts became even heavier.

I gritted my teeth and put down my gun, while dodging the attack of the lynx in the back, and retreated to our wooden house, but these lynx were menacing, and had obviously been brainwashed by these natives, and they were not afraid of death at all, and they threw themselves at the crowd one by one as if they were crazy.

Yang Rui's marksmanship was unexpectedly good, and he knocked down several lynx with three shots and two shots.

But after the lynx was defeated, the people who rushed up from behind were even more frenzied.

If I hadn't known that they lived on this desert island, I would have wondered what kind of chip these lynx were equipped with, and I wouldn't have known what it meant to die.

It took more than an hour to toss and turn, but our situation is even more difficult now.

The wooden door at the bottom of the mountain could no longer support it, and even one of the pillars on the side had begun to babble in bursts, apparently about to shatter.

I was desperate, but there was no other way but to hope that the day would soon dawn.

At this moment, the wooden door finally could no longer hold up, and with a snap, it fell directly towards our camp.

And the indigenous people poured into our camp like a tidal wave.

Each of them had weapons made of bones in their hands, and by the light of the fire, I finally saw the chief-like natives I had seen in the woods that day, standing behind the natives, staring at our camp with deep eyes.

At last he waved his hand, and the natives rushed up to the top of our hill as if they had received some order.

The female colleagues were scared one by one, but they were still trembling next to the water wheel to catch water and keep boiling water.

A few male colleagues poured down the mud basins one by one, but these indigenous people did not care about this, and just buried their heads in the upper echelons.

With a gun in my hand, I struck one of the Tumen in the shoulder, and he fell straight down the hill with a crooked body, and the natives finally heard those roars again.

These lynxes that are fighting us are also starting to get crazier.

Seeing that the scene was beginning to become uncontrollable, I suddenly heard an angry roar behind me, and before I could turn around, I saw a large pile of fire rising down the mountain.

And only then did I hear Wang Ping also yell: "Chen Jian, you are crazy!"

When I turned around, I saw that Chen Jian had a large wooden board in his hand, obviously I didn't know where he had just removed it.

And he scattered our little campfire down the hill.

And this time, the natives finally rolled down the mountain one by one like dumplings with a wail.

And Chen Jianyi seemed to be crazy, and continued to make another bonfire, the whole person yelled, and then a bonfire in his hand was scattered all down the mountain, and then he took out the gun I gave him before from his pocket, raised the gun and shot at the natives.

Chen Jian's marksmanship has always been very good, but this time he was really unexpected, because his shot directly shot an indigenous person in the head, blood suddenly splattered everywhere, and the smell of blood instantly spread.

Even though those indigenous people were not afraid of death, they all began to hesitate one by one when they saw such a situation.

The natives looked at each other and then retreated down the hill one by one, but one by one they still looked at us with weapons in their hands.

The scene was deadlocked again, and at this moment I hurriedly walked next to Chen Jian, and found that Chen Jian's hands had already picked up a lot of blisters, obviously burned by the scorching bonfire just now.

At this time, our hot water was finally boiled, and several male colleagues poured all the hot water down the mountain, and the natives retreated again.

And the leader of the natives, the old man, was still standing at a distance watching us, with a black face.

Apparently they came to kill us all this time.

But the last time we were besieged in the woods, it was because we had no advantage.

At the time, we didn't know what to do.

Second, we were physically exhausted at that time, and we had to travel for so many days, and we were terrified every day at night, so we were besieged by these natives and almost died.

But this time, when we were completely victorious, they still came here to provoke, that is, they really didn't treat us as human beings.

I raised the gun in my hand and looked at the old indigenous man hiding in the farthest distance, but it was too dark now, and he was too far away from our current position, I couldn't guarantee that I could kill him with one shot, but we couldn't just be bullied passively.

If they fail this time, then they will go back and regroup later, and I don't know what kind of means they will use to sneak attack.

There are only a thousand years when there is no thousand years to prevent thieves, so we must have a break.

I tried to hold my breath and keep my composure, took aim at the old man, and fired a hard shot.

But the shot was still missed, and the leader of the natives was clearly prepared, and he stared at me viciously, and then immediately waved his hand, and let out a few strange screams from his mouth as if he were giving orders.

And the group of natives who were still eyeing the gap, ready to find a gap at any time, and rushed to the top of the mountain to strangle us, quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Then the lynx in the camp were gone, as if all the tense things that had just happened were our reverie and had never been there......