The sight of Toshima is best seen from the sky.

Unlike the imaginary world of loess, this season, the rainy season has just passed, and there are endless savannahs, rushing rivers, and wild animals that are either running wild or leisurely.

It's just the helicopters coming and going in the sky, which is very annoying.

You can't fly too high to see the scenery, it's boring to fly high, but if you fly low, you can encounter helicopters flying by from time to time.

And the people sitting inside are all heavily armed, and it is impossible to see that they are local militants.

It's supposed to be called a mercenary, right?

Lao Zhao really knew a little bit of knowledge, except that he knew that the place in the depths was the center of Feizhou, probably at the junction of the tropical rainforest zone and the savannah climate zone, and knew that there was a war going on further south......

He was going to the west, just to avoid the war.

But after encountering several helicopters in a row, he finally couldn't help but fly towards the south for a while.

After walking a short distance, the sound of thermal weapons was heard.

Although the voice was sparse, the unique rhythm still made Lao Zhao fly over there.

Is this war?

At the edge of the forest below, a group of people were holding various weapons, hot and cold, and they were in a mess.

After observing for a while, Lao Zhao couldn't bear to look at it, this was simply a one-sided massacre.

Most of the thermal weapons belonged to one side, while most of the other side even wore a cloth around their waists and a rudimentary wooden stick with a stone spear tied to it.

A few people with hot weapons were obviously well-trained, and they fought quite well, and although the accuracy of using weapons was not high, it was enough to face a group of people with spears and sticks.

After a closer look, Lao Zhao found that among those who used thermal weapons, there were actually two white-skinned.

Despite the blackened painting of their faces, it was quite obvious from the sky that the two men were cooperating with each other to advance through each other, in a crowd of people who were shouting like herding sheep.

The side of the wooden stick spear and broadsword was obviously unable to support it, and now it was just barely supporting.

The reason why they did not retreat was because in the rear, there was a large group of women and children with blankets, who were desperately trying to escape into the depths of the forest.

There were no old people left in this fleeing team.

Looking down from the sky, it can be clearly seen that those who are holding the resistants, who are not even wooden sticks, but can only be regarded as branches, are some older people.

They went around a little farther on both sides of the battlefield, shouting for the pursuers to pursue them, but in fact they could not stop the pursuers at all, it was only to buy some time for the fleeing party in the rear.

Two white-skinned war professionals, who should be called mercenaries, use thermal weapons less frequently, but the situation on the entire battlefield is under their control. As soon as someone on the opposite side is particularly capable of fighting and inflicts damage on their own side, their weapons will immediately sound.

A sound, a man.

......

With another crisp sound, the sky suddenly began to wind.

Almost instantly, a strong wind swept through the dark clouds, enveloping a radius of tens of miles.

As the dark clouds gathered, above the clouds, there was a faint flash of electricity, followed by the rumble of thunder.

The branches of the trees were blown to and from side by the wind, the scorching sun in the sky was gone, and the earth seemed to be darkened.

The two mercenaries stopped their advance and looked up at the sky, and one of them was about to speak, when he felt a white light flash in front of him.

In an instant, the whole person fell to the ground, and there were black smoke emitting from his body, followed by the rumbling of thunder.

But it wasn't just thunder, another flash of white light, and another charred corpse on the ground.

Boom and thunder returned.

White light flashed one after another, and the rumbling thunder continued.

Everyone on the ground froze completely, watching their nearby companions turn scorched black in the white light.

After another thunderclap, the heavens and the earth suddenly returned to silence.

There was a deathly silence, as if everything was still, except for a few more smoky corpses on the ground.

And every charred corpse, a moment ago, was the most ostentatious of the most powerful, with thermal weapons.

After a few moments, the natives who pursued one side threw down their weapons, some ran away, others knelt down and bowed to the sky.

......

It is a place with quite a beautiful view, high mountains, big rivers, dense forests.

The trees on the periphery of the forest are not stout, but they are straight and tall, and only the top section has branches, a bit like the aspen forest by the Zhaojiawan River, but the canopy of these trees is larger than that of aspen trees, and the branches are denser.

Further upstream, there is a wide waterfall with a spectacular view.

But at this time, Lao Zhao didn't have time to appreciate it.

Because at the edge of this scene, there are some black figures.

The team below that had just won had already fled, but there were still some people who were prostrate on the ground, chanting words in their mouths and not daring to move.

On the other side, those with broadswords and rudimentary spears also noticed the vision in the rear, and now they appeared more religious, those rudimentary weapons, laid horizontally in front of them, and everyone was prostrate on the ground.

In the distance, the crowd fleeing into the depths of the forest stopped, and the women took their children and then prostrate as well.

......

Lao Zhao was a little worried.

He hadn't thought about what to do next!

Originally, I was just bored to come out to see the scenery and prepare to investigate the customs.

Outcome......

But in the situation just now, he really couldn't help but make a move.

If both sides are fighting with people with hot weapons, or if they are both armed with rudimentary weapons, he can fly away without seeing it.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world, only consequences, and results.

The dark clouds had not dispersed, and there were still flashes of lightning and thunder in the clouds.

Therefore, the crowd below, the original victorious side did not dare to raise their heads at all, nor did they dare to leave. And those who were defeated and rescued had a pious attitude, and they had been crawling there muttering, and they had no intention of leaving.

After thinking about it for a long time and not thinking about what to do, Lao Zhao was about to wave his hand to disperse the dark clouds first, when the sound of a helicopter faintly came from afar.

It was covered in dark clouds, and the helicopter didn't dare to fly over, just circled around the edges.

But at this time, Lao Zhao was in a very bad mood.

He had never seen such a living life barbaricly wiped out except on TV.

Seeing and hearing are two completely different feelings.

So now he also knows that those mercenaries who he vaguely thought looked quite majestic before, are actually doing quite dirty deeds.

And the helicopter that flew over, there is no doubt, should be responsible for picking up the two executioners just now.

So Lao Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed at the helicopter.

The white light flashed, and the metal shell suddenly swirled, and the moment it landed, a rumbling thunder came, completely covering up the explosion.

......

"Let's go!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Lao Zhao still fell, of course he didn't show his face, surrounded by clouds and mist!

After speaking, the people did not move, and began to perform the chicken pecking rice.

Lao Zhao's unhappiness has already gone with the boom just now, and now his mood has calmed down a little. After thinking about it for a while, he said directly: "Ditch!"

Now the victors understood, got up and lost their weapons, and fled out of the forest.

Then Lao Zhao came to the side of the defeated side.

It was much more miserable here, and there were less than twenty people left who could carry weapons, and a few old men with branches, and a few people with disabilities.

The black skin, blood and mud mixed together, dirty and unsightly in the forest.

Lao Zhao couldn't stand it.

I was about to reach out for treatment, but when I got closer, I noticed that the wound was a small hole.

Watching TV is still beneficial, at this time, Lao Zhao still knows that if you look at the front again, there is no wound over there, which proves that there is still something inside.

Lao Zhao came out to wander around, and he didn't bring any bags.

It's useless to bring it, and there are no knives in it.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the clouds beside him.

The next moment, a cloud and mist slipped into the wound, stirred in it for a long time, and when it came out, it brought out a small yellow pimple.

That's it.

In fact, Lao Zhao was almost tired and sweating at this time, which was much more tiring than splitting people with thunder and lightning.

But he didn't dare to relax, and quickly put his hand on the back of the fainting man below.

After a while, the injury recovered, and the man's head was pressed against the ground, shouting something incessantly, but Lao Zhao didn't understand.

After treating a few of the more seriously injured, Lao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I tried to communicate in a few foreign languages, and the people below were quite confused.

Finally, an old man walked towards a middle-aged man lying on the ground not far away...... The corpse pointed and yelled.

Lao Zhao thought about it for a while, it just so happened that he hadn't tried to really bring the dead back to life, so let's try it!

The main thing is that now he has been covering himself with clouds, and those people have never looked up, and they are not afraid of being seen.

Floated over and he looked, this middle-aged man ...... corpse, only one wound.

After recalling it, Lao Zhao understood.

It seems that this middle-aged man, who should be a leader or something, has been directing others to fight before, and has avoided sneak attacks in the forest, and has killed at least two enemies before being killed by two mercenaries on the opposite side.

The corpse is better to deal with, Lao Zhao directly manipulated the clouds and mist, stretched out a tentacle-like thing, and found out the foreign object in the wound. Then came the resurrection.

Those prostrate people didn't dare to look up at Lao Zhao, but they dared to look at his feet, as well as the people under his feet.

But he only dared to see the middle-aged man at his feet, the moment he moaned.

The middle-aged man flickered and let out a groan, and the men immediately wanted to plunge their heads into the dead leaves and dirt on the ground.

......

The middle-aged man woke up and shouted, and an old man immediately shouted.

Then the man looked around and immediately lay down as well.

Lao Zhao tried to communicate with him in several languages, and finally found that this person could actually speak simple French.

The next thing is simple, and soon Lao Zhao knows that this is Pabrick, and his full name is Pabrick.

These people who are being pursued belong to a certain race, and those people belong to another tribe, in short, in that tribe is slaughtering this tribe, and the battle is coming from this.

But the specific middle-aged people can't say clearly, and Lao Zhao is also confused.

But he just wanted to ask what was going on, and now that he knows, he's ready to go.

Before leaving, he told these people to continue to flee, and he didn't plan to care about anything else.

No, he couldn't be here all the time, and he knew with his toes that this was definitely not a simple battle between two clans.

The mercenaries are all involved, and the weapons of those people just now can't have been made by themselves.

The water behind is deep!

Lao Zhao originally thought that he would let these people continue to escape, they would be entangled in asking for help or something, but he didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man shouted a few words to the others, and then everyone stood up and walked towards the depths of the forest one after another.

It's obedient enough.

Since this is the case, Lao Zhao didn't stay any longer, turned around and flew up.

......

Back at the hotel, Lao Zhao sat in his room and thought about the whole thing.

And then...... The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

The first is that he is angry that he has personally used lightning to split people today, or several at once; and second, those people have forced him to split them.

At that time, the one who could bear it had to be the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

The point is that he also knows that there are many more people around there who are doing similar things.

And when he came back, he even deliberately accelerated and flew back.

There was a feeling of running away.

This gave him an inexplicable sense of humiliation.

Some people are doing those things, but they don't even dare to look at them a few more times?

But after seeing it, what does it matter?

At this moment, this young man who had immortal means but no immortal state of mind fell into infinite entanglement.

The degree of entanglement is much more serious than when he secretly hid the first money from selling cabbage.

......

The hotel room was quiet, the sun was shining in the room, and there were floating dust spots in the pillar of light.

Because the windows are open, you can occasionally hear sounds coming from outside.

More farther away, there seemed to be a faint thumping sound, and Lao Zhao in the tangle didn't know if this was his hallucination.

It wasn't until the roar of a helicopter came that he woke up in the tangle.

When he walked to the window and looked at the sky, there was only blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and there was no sign of the helicopter.

In the distance, on the edge of the city, on the dilapidated streets, a few children giggled, kicked a ball made of unknown pieces, and occasionally made a mess.

There were adults nearby shouting at them, but the bear children didn't listen much, and continued to giggle and run farther away to continue to fight.

A peaceful atmosphere.

The next moment, a cloud of mist came and flew high into the air in an instant.