The grassland was full of running antelopes, and the two male lions fled into the distance.

A huge full moon hung in the sky, and the silhouettes of two helicopters were reflected in the full moon.

A ballistic trajectory flew out of the tribal village.Li Moyang suddenly felt bad.It was definitely a sniper rifle's thick bullet trajectory.

Sure enough, a Black Hawk exploded in the air, and a bright fireball lit up the night sky.

The blonde woman lay down beside Li Moyang and exclaimed, "Oh God." Tears poured down.

Another helicopter aimed in the direction of the ballistic, and a burst of fire, a bright ballistic, like a meteor shower, flew towards the tribal village, which suddenly became a human purgatory, and the screams of the crowd were everywhere, and the sound was heard, as if it had come to hell.

The helicopter fired for two minutes, hundreds of heavy machine gun rounds, and completely destroyed the tribe, and then continued to pursue the Watu militia scattered on the ground.

Suddenly, a bright trajectory flew out of the village again, and it hit the helicopter, which realized that something was wrong, and began to maneuver left and right, but it couldn't escape the pursuit of the sniper shell, and the helicopter suddenly lost speed, and began to spiral, and fell headlong to the ground, and after a long time, there was no explosion.

"I'm going to clean up that sniper. you're waiting here."

Li Moyang didn't look back and said this, jumping out of the dirt pit, a lightning bolt in the dark night, rushing up, occasionally serpentine maneuvering, but it didn't affect the speed at all.

Li Moyang ran for a while, and found that there was no imaginary sniper after him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole battlefield began to fall silent, Li Moyang rushed into the Watu tribe village, threw himself directly into the mobile board houses, passed by the thatched huts, and some black women and children stood stupidly in the clearing, weeping bitterly, their homes were destroyed.

Coming to a board room, under a huge tree, Li Moyang found a corpse, a yellow man, and a sniper rifle beside him.

The yellow man was obviously broken, his intestines were bleeding, but he was able to shoot down a helicopter again at the last moment of his life.

Li Moyang picked up the sniper rifle and looked at it.Yes.It's an M82A sniper rifle.It's a good gun.The Japanese people are awesome.You can get such a good gun.

Throwing down the sniper rifle, Li Moyang took the AK and began to search house by house. It was a pity that not a single Japanese was found at the scene. Li Moyang hated in his heart, and there was no place to vent. It would be good to catch at least one living Japanese and relieve the anger in his heart.

However, in one room, Li Moyang found more than forty thick gold bars from a filing cabinet, as well as a few documents, and a cursory glance.

Li Moyang vaguely felt that this was an important report, found a suitcase, threw the clothes inside to the ground, and put it in together with the gold bars.

In another room, Li Moyang found something good again, two boxes of weapons, all Galil 5.56mm assault rifles, all assembled, and coated with a thin layer of gun oil.

"The Japanese are really rich, and Israel is good."

Li Moyang picked up one, put on the magazine, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, found an armed vest and put it on his body, grabbed a few magazines, stuffed the magazine pockets of the vest, and then went out satisfied.

However, there was a slight disappointment. No pistols were found. Maybe there were those Japanese people on the corpses. Li Moyang decided to find one, and he was fully armed.

Li Moyang rushed out of the mobile home, and the scene in front of him made him stunned on the spot. The tribe in front of him had become a sea of fire.

All the grass huts of the tribe were burning, and for a time the screams of the women and children were incessant, and the barking of the domestic dogs was incessant.

Li Moyang rushed over, only to find that it was the clouded leopard and the Tutu warriors who were slaughtering the women and children of the Watu tribe.

In a corner, a Tutu warrior was naked, lying on top of a woman, swaying, the black woman's face was terrified, she was struggling and pleading weakly, the warrior felt nothing.

Finally, he sprinted a few times, and he didn't mention his pants, and he raised his hand to cut off the woman's head, and he cut the woman's head in half.

Li Moyang was furious, and stepped forward and kicked the black soldier unconscious.

In the distance, a man is chasing a woman, a woman is holding a child in her arms, and suddenly the woman falls to the ground, and the warrior steps forward and slashes the woman's back frantically.

Li Moyang rushed over, it turned out to be a clouded leopard, and the clouded leopard fell into madness at this time.

The woman was holding a small black child in her arms, and she was lying on the ground, and her back was covered with pieces of open knives, and blood was gushing out.

The woman struggled a few times, stopped moving, and the clouded leopard tore the black woman's arm away, and pulled out the little black boy with a big head, a small neck, and a bulging belly. The little boy stared at him with frightened eyes, forgetting to cry.

The clouded leopard had a fierce face, brandished a machete, and slashed at the little boy's neck. Li Moyang flew forward and kicked the clouded leopard away, and the clouded leopard fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time. Li Moyang kicked him in the stomach. The clouded leopard was angry on the spot and fainted.

Li Moyang picked up the little boy, held the gun in his left hand, held the gun in his right hand, and fired a shuttle into the sky. The gunfire stopped, and Li Moyang shouted, "Stop, stop."

The sound of the guns alarmed everyone, and the tribe fell silent for a moment, and the gray dove ran over, and the machete in his hand was dripping with blood, and his eyes were crazy.

"Mr. Li, what are you going to do?" The gray pigeon is unknown.

"Don't kill anymore, they're all innocent, you're sinning." Li Moyang was angry and his favorability towards the gray pigeon dropped sharply.

The gray pigeon was stunned for a moment, pointed to the corpse of the woman on the ground, and said coldly: "Don't reason with me.

"Why, they're all women and children." Li Moyang said angrily.

"Why, okay, I'll tell you why."

The gray pigeon's eyes were full of anger and sorrow, and the glow of fire reflected in the shiny black face.

"You say, give me a reason, or you won't even be a friend." Li Moyang roared loudly.

"Well, I'll tell you, my wife, my daughter was killed by the Watu tribe in this way, and none of us warriors had such a situation in their families, so today is the opportunity, we want to take revenge, we want to avenge our dead relatives..."

After the gray pigeon finished speaking, he suddenly shed tears, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Li Moyang didn't know what to do for a while.

Revenge.

Didn't he do the same thing.Li Suifeng's family and his subordinates were killed one by one.One by one.Aren't they all to avenge the killing of their mother?

Vendetta between nations is even more insoluble. This is a feud; Today you kill me, tomorrow I will kill you; children and grandchildren will avenge their fathers; When will they take revenge for their wrongs? This is an unsolvable problem.

Li Moyang sighed, hugged the little black boy, returned to the mobile board room, picked up the small suitcase, and there was a maritime satellite phone on the table, and also picked it up and put it in his pocket.

When I went out to look around, the Japanese people also left a Toyota off-road, Li Moyang got into the car and lighted it, and the fuel tank was full.

Turning the head of the car, Li Moyang drove out with the little boy, passing by the gray pigeon, Li Moyang stopped and said to the gray pigeon, "Tell the clouded leopard, there are weapons in that room."

After speaking, Li Moyang stepped on the accelerator and left.

Out of the Watu tribe village, Li Moyang glanced at the blazing village in the rearview mirror, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Not far ahead, two figures are shaking, it is the blonde pilot, and the rescued Taiwanese.

Li Moyang jumped out of the car.

"Help, save this pilot, he's my uncle." The blonde beauty stepped forward and pleaded.

Li Moyang took a closer look. The nose of the helicopter was deflated, and inside a middle-aged pilot was sitting on a seat, his legs were firmly pressed under the collapsed instrument panel, he couldn't move, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't speak.

Two bodies were lying on the ground, their faces shattered, and they were supposed to be armed men in the cabin.

Li Moyang carried the Galil assault rifle behind his back and went around to the other side of the helicopter to check the surrounding situation.

The fuel tank was not broken, and there was no oil leakage. After making sure that there was no danger, Li Moyang tried to open the helicopter's badly deformed hatch.

A minute later, he came out again, clapped his hands, and was very helpless.

"How's that, can you get it?" The blonde asked.

Li Moyang shook his head and said, "The pilot has a wound on his right thigh, there is too much blood, his legs are stuck under the dashboard, and he can't be rescued without special tools."

"Please, he's my uncle, please, get him out." The blonde beauty grabbed Li Moyang's arm and begged bitterly.

The Taiwanese stood aside and looked at Li Moyang calmly, and what he was holding in his hand was obviously a Galil assault rifle that he had picked up from a dead Japanese national.

He suddenly said: "Save it, try it, save a life, it's better to build a seventh-level floating slaughter, a good person has a good reward."