As an aggressor, as a country that grew stronger in that century, as a modern country in that era. They represented one of the most advanced civilizations of their time.

As the invaded, the Saidek people live in the deep mountains and old forests all the year round and make a living by hunting. They undoubtedly represented a relatively backward country at that time.

It is such a so-called advanced civilization, the way they spread civilization is to use the modern weapons produced by these advanced civilizations, to slaughter these so-called backward civilizations, and after occupying and enslaving these civilizations, they want them to learn their own civilization in the face of civilization that is extremely barbaric in their eyes.

It's just that in the end, they use even bloodier ways to force these people to forget their former civilizations and accept and learn from these so-called modern civilizations.

And in such a way, are they really the so-called spreading of their own civilization?

No, it's just a higher civilization showing off their power to a lower civilization and turning these lower civilizations into powerful victims of their own.

And the scene happening in front of me is so familiar, the Gasai tribe, as a tribe close to the primitive, although in the eyes of many people is a backward civilization and lives a backward way of life.

However, even if it is a lowly civilization, it still has its own pride and its own beliefs. In the face of those so-called high civilizations, in the face of their aggression. In order to protect their homeland, in order to protect the pride in their hearts, they are willing to die generously and fearlessly.

It is precisely by virtue of these pride, these courage, these backward and barbaric primitive people in the eyes of others, who defeated these so-called high civilizations with rudimentary weapons.

At this time, what was shown in front of Fang Hao and the others was such a scene, as the battle continued, in the face of the first batch of dozens of attacking militants, dozens of adult men from the Gasai tribe, with the cooperation of Han Bing and others, simply killed these dozens of militants to the point of losing their armor.

Halfway through the battle, Han Bing's mercenaries were like firefighters, roaming the entire battlefield, and whenever they found that a Gasphur was in danger, they would decisively take action and kill these militants.

In the whole battle, although the help of Han Bing and a few people was indispensable, the credit of dozens of adult men from the Gasai tribe in this battle was also indispensable.

"Ice Blade, the militants have organized a second group of troops, which are already approaching the edge of the Horde!"

Just as Han Bing had just fired a point shot, knocking down the weapon in the hands of one of the militants, and watched the two Gassels stab their sharp spears into the chests of the militants, the voices of the team members came from Han Bing's headset!

"Lynx, you and Storm Bear, immediately organize a defense line on the outskirts of the tribe, and give us at least five minutes. In five minutes, I don't want to see a single militant enter the tribe!"

"Mouse, you don't need to keep your hands behind, join me to kill all the remaining militants in the tribe, and then quickly reinforce the Lynx for their actions!"

Seeing that there were still a few militants in the tribe who were still resisting stubbornly, when he learned that the militants had actually sent a second batch of troops to attack the Ghasai tribe, Han Bing, who saw this, quickly gave an order.

However, as early as before, in order to guard against this matter, Han Bing had already sent this mercenary codenamed Lynx to be deployed on the periphery of the tribe, always keeping an eye on the direction of these militants coming in, and beware of more militants joining the battle.

"Lynx understands!"

"Storm Bear understands!"

"Rats understand!"

Among the three mercenaries led by Han Bing, the lynx and the rat were the two who followed Han Bing and left the Huaxia State Special Service Group, and then joined the shadow side. As for the other person, he is also an old acquaintance of the Shadows, codenamed Bonn of the Storm.

With Han Bing's order, Storm Bear Bonn quickly broke away from the battlefield, and then quickly rushed to the edge of the tribe to join the lynx there.

As for Han Bing and the mouse, the two who were no longer staying behind were full of firepower, and with the sound of rapid point shots, the two people who wandered throughout the tribe quickly learned about the life of a militant.

On the edge of the Ghasai tribe, the first militants to enter the Ghasai tribe destroyed many houses here.

Most of the houses were in ruins and a single mud wall. However, this gave the Lynx and Storm Bear a good cover.

Hiding behind a mud wall, his eyes were always on the jungle lynx, and after discovering the presence of militants, he had just finished reporting when he saw a militant running out of the woods.

"Dada!"

Facing the militant with an excited look and a greedy face, the Bobcat, without the slightest hesitation, directly raised the automatic rifle.

With two crisp gunshots, the two chambers flew out of the automatic rifle's casing window with a trace of gunsmoke and scorching shells, and after falling to the ground, there was a brisk knocking sound.

As for the militant, as two bewitching blood flowers bloomed on his chest, his body ran forward a few steps due to inertia, and finally fell to the ground.

"Da-da!da-da-da!-da

Of course, after successfully taking out this militant, more and more militants appeared in the Bobcat's field of vision.

Although during the departure, the second group of these militants kept hearing gunshots, explosions and screams from the Ghasai tribe.

But these people believe that these are the first companions to enter the tribe, and they are clearing the tribe of dangers, slaughtering the entire tribe and robbing the tribe of resources.

Therefore, some stupid militants, after setting out, rushed towards the Ghasai tribe with no courage in their hearts.

In the face of these militants scrambling to "send them to death", the lynx certainly did not hesitate, and as the muzzles of the automatic rifles burst into flames, one militant after another fell on the road rushing to the Ghasai tribe.

When one of the militants fell to the ground after being shot, the militants behind them realized that something was wrong. At this time, they just thought of raising the AK rifle in their hands.

"Da Da ....."

"Da Da ....."

As the gunshots rang out like fried beans, one militant after another held up AK rifles and pulled the trigger straight to the end.

But the AK rifle, a weapon with huge recoil, with this way of playing, the first few bullets may fly in the direction you want to go, but as the muzzle continues to rise, the remaining bullets are estimated to fly into the sky, except for being able to knock down a few leaves, there is no effect.

However, as more and more militants came from behind, no matter how bad the marksmanship of these militants, no matter how many bullets flew into the sky, the lynx of these militants alone quickly rushed to the slightest pressure.

"He's only one man, kill him, and rush in!"

After discovering that it was only the lynx, one of the militants who rushed into the tribe shouted out.

The thought that his companion was dividing the treasure among the tribe, but he was blocked from the tribe by such a person, the second group of militants suddenly fell into madness.

"Ding!Ding!Ding...."

With the sound of grenade pressing and popping out, several militants who took out the grenade, after pulling the grenade's tab, threw it directly in the direction of the lynx.

The bobcat, which was hiding behind the mud wall, saw the grenades thrown out of the woods, and the wide-eyed bobcat did not hesitate, turned around and ran, and quickly changed its position.

After moving to a new position, the bobcat bent down and covered its head with its hands.

Although the position of the bobcat is already a safe distance, there may be restless, particularly active grenade shrapnel that flies over such a distance and directly pierces the bobcat's body.

Hit by shrapnel from such a grenade, the lynx will either lie in a coffin for the rest of his life, or continue to live with special tools.

"Boom, boom, boom...."

With a burst of violent explosions, the position where the lynx had been before was suddenly swallowed up by the black smoke produced by the successive explosions.

After the explosion, the last mud wall that had been standing there disappeared and turned into mud on the ground. If the Bobcat retreat just now is not timely, it is estimated that it will be the same fate.

At the end of the explosion, under the cover of a part of the militants, a dozen frenzied militants rushed straight out of the woods, apparently determined to cross the open space in the middle of the ten or twenty meters, and then rush into the Ghasai tribe.

Because of the explosion, the bobcat was covered with rubble, and after the explosion was over, he looked up and looked at the dozen or so militants who rushed here in unison, and his face suddenly changed.

The distance of more than twenty meters only takes three or four seconds for an adult man. Facing the militants who were covering behind, if the lynx at this time wanted to block them, it was estimated that they would have to explain here.

However, in the face of Han Bing's order, the lynx, who reacted in an instant, quickly raised the automatic rifle in his hand, and then aimed at these militants.

"Dada!"

With the sound of a burst of fire, one of the militants who was running in front suddenly fell to the ground.

"Da Da ....."

Just as the lynx was about to continue shooting, as a series of gunshots rang out, the militants who were running in the front fell to the ground in unison as clouds of blood burst out of their bodies.