The machine gun was placed in the house, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the door. If something happens tonight, it will come in handy. You can't have the heart to harm others, but you can't have the heart to prevent people. This machine gun was held at the right time.

Fortunately, in the primitive tribes, there are no safes or armories. A thatched hut without even a guard. They just walked in and moved the machine guns out. Even if you see it, they sent it in the first place. Maybe it was the chief who asked them to move, but he didn't let them move, so how could he beat them?

At the beginning of the afternoon, I arranged to be on duty and watched the situation outside. Others can sleep as much as they can, and there aren't many ways to go on, about a day's worth at most. But he planned to leave in the morning, stay outside for the night, and enter the forbidden place early the next morning. Sleeping outside is definitely not as good and solid as sleeping here.

When the eagle returned, he brought news that the wizard said that the next few days would be sunny and suitable for travel.

"How did he know?" asked Mirage curiously.

The eagle sat there cross-legged and rock-solid, and replied with a blank face: "She has a radio and can listen to the weather forecast." ”

I almost didn't make everyone laugh at this time.

The Eagle also brought other news, and the Black Eagle Chief and the Eagle would definitely follow, and the chiefs of the other three tribes were currently sitting there thinking about it.

Looking through the door, I can see the house, smoke coming out of the door, smoking is so smoking that the house is smoking, and I am still thinking about it. Let them think about it slowly, they won't wait anyway.

Early the next morning, the eagle made an appointment with the wizard to prepare outside.

The wizard was neatly dressed, holding in his hand a wooden stick one elbow-long length with a large number of things tied to it, and he made circles around the eagle's head with the stick as he muttered words in his mouth. A long list of gadgets on the sticks swirled around the eagle's head.

And the eagle sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, receiving the blessing and exorcism.

Standing inside the door, Bill whispered, "Does this work?"

"Shh~" Lyle lowered his voice: "If you think it's useful, it's useful, and the power of faith is also very strong." ”

"Okay. Bill looked at Lyle playfully, "Why don't you sit down and let the wizard help you increase your luck." ”

After praying, the wizard carefully picked up a bowl made of human skull, which contained bright red dye, dipped his index and middle fingers in it, and drew it on the left side of the eagle's face, and two red lines appeared on the eagle's face. I also drew the right side of my face, and finally I drew my forehead horizontally. Finally, with both hands raised and shouted loudly, the whole ceremony ended.

At this time, the Black Eagle Chieftain's people also came out, and the wizard looked at it, obediently, twenty or thirty. So I told them to wait and try to sit together. When the scars were seated, the wizard came out of the house, and came out with a wooden pole with a large string of things tied to the end, but the pole was long enough to be used as a clothespole.

Looking at such a long wooden pole, everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Sure enough, the wizard took a long "clothes pole" wand and began to recite scriptures and spin in circles on the heads of this group of warriors, which was also extremely sacred... I finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and quickly turned around and snickered.

The eagle did not leave, picked up the yellow and black dye on the ground and began to apply it on his body, covering his entire body, even the top of his feet and the backs of his hands. This one is known, and very useful, and can form a protective color, just like the camouflage uniform they wear. And most importantly, it is to protect against flies and mosquitoes.

Two well-fed horses, well rested for the past three days, brought them in and loaded them all on their backs, and the eagle and the warriors were ready.

Andrei looked at the dozen or so people who were covered in dye, or painted as cheetahs, or black panthers, or eagles, and asked the Black Eagle Chief in a respectful tone: "Chief, aren't you going?"

The chief was still dressed in his usual clothes, on crutches, and with a straight face: "I will pray for you here with the priests and shamans." ”

Anyway, Chief Black Hawk is so old that he has to walk for a day, and maybe he will die on the road before the door arrives.

Andrei could only hold back a smile: "Thanksgiving chief, then let's go." ”

Out of the house came the other three chiefs, and one of them came up: "We have decided, go." ”

Now everyone only smiled bitterly, and now they said, do they have to wait for them to pray for the wizard to exorcise the demon before coloring?

"Let's go first, and we'll beat the drums to tell the tribesmen to get ready, and they'll meet you on the way. "The three chiefs didn't look too old, and they were going back anyway, so they went together along the way.

When they left the tribe, all the men, women and children who remained in the tribe came out to say goodbye, and many of them shouted "May the souls of your ancestors be with you". In fact, we all know that it is possible that these people will be with their ancestors.

The Black Hawk Chief let out a shout, raised his scepter, and everyone stopped talking. The chieftain spread his arms and cried out with a loud voice: "Go, warriors, for the honor of your ancestors, of the tribe, and of you." ”

The sound echoes in the rainforest, so sacred and solemn... Actually, go ahead, and hope you come back alive with the gold jewels.

With tribal expectations and honor, a group of warriors followed a group of people who wanted to save the world and embarked on a journey to the forbidden land. At the same time, the drums of the tribe sounded and accompanied them all the time.

"Knock knock~" There was a drum sound not far in front, and after a while, more than thirty warriors who had already dressed up were waiting there, although the costumes and dresses were slightly different, but they were basically similar.

After walking for three or four hours, another tribe joined.

By dusk, the ranks had grown to more than a hundred. Of the three chiefs, two were gone, leaving only one to follow.

It was less than an hour away from the forbidden land, and although it was still early, everyone still stationed down first, and waited until dawn tomorrow to enter the forbidden land.

Twelve bonfires were lit, basically ten people per bonfire, and the Indians either brought food or went directly to hunt. Capybara pigs, monkeys, and even insects all got it.

The Eagle and Tata campfires were next to He Ningyan's group, and machine guns were placed near He Ningyan's group. With the help of the Tatars, the machine guns were carried by them. This machine gun is still quite useful, and the people of those tribes along the way, when they see this iron bump, seem to have more confidence.

Each tribe sent people over, adding up to a dozen or so people, and Andrei and Alpha also sat inside, and everyone discussed.

Speaking of which, there are indeed many people who go to the forbidden land. Originally, all the invaders should have been killed, because these people were too powerful, and after suffering several losses, they would never dare to intercept them again. If there is not even one alive left, and the forbidden land is still guarding a fart, let the devils of the forbidden land deal with them.

"Is there really a devil in the forbidden land?" asked Andrei.

The place of discussion is not far away, and all the teammates are watching.

"Yes, yes!" the Indians nodded.

Alpha looked at the people: "What does that look like?"