These ancient mountains fall in the middle of the world, and thrive tenaciously in the harsh living environment, they are unmoved by the temptation of drugs and money, and still follow the hunting life passed down from generation to generation, they maintain primitive and simple and innocent living habits, and reject the so-called civilization of the outside world

Wan Lin and the others took a step forward excitedly, stretched out their hands and pulled Abu and the others up from the ground, Wan Lin opened his arms and hugged Abu tightly, looked at his eyes deeply, and said: "Okay, I promise you, you are all true warriors, remember that you must protect yourself first on the battlefield before you can fight the enemy, I hope you remember that you are all our friends, I hope you can go home safely"

Abu, the tribal warrior who did not frown even when surrounded by enemies; This steel man, who had fallen hundreds of fathers and villagers beside him, did not shed a single tear, but after hearing Wan Lin's words, a layer of crystal tears suddenly welled up in his eyes

For many years, those who had lived in the mountains for generations were called barbarians by those who had lived outside the mountains, and wherever they went, people looked at them with contempt, and the precious furs they had bought with their lives and blood were taken away by the black-hearted merchants at the lowest prices; But the daily necessities they purchased, people sold them the highest price, in the eyes of these people, they were inferior, no one respected them, and no one ever cared about their life and death

When drugs spread in the region, drug dealers relied on modern weapons in their hands to abuse their women and children and kill their fellow citizens

But these soldiers in front of them not only helped them eliminate the drug dealers who bullied them and saved their people, but also respected themselves so much and cared about their own safety, which could not help but make them feel mixed feelings and make them feel excited

With tears in their eyes, their simple, clumsy mouths that don't say words of gratitude, they used the most primitive and sincere way to express the excitement in their hearts, and they stepped forward and hugged the commandos around them

Every time they hugged a team member, they said the word "friend" in stiff Chinese, and in their simple hearts, the word "friend" was precious, and it was a person who could pay for it with blood and life

When the tiger baby walked to Lingling's side excitedly and stretched out her arms to hug her, Abu suddenly laughed, and told the tiger baby in tribal language, this is a woman who can't hug casually, the tiger baby was stunned for a moment, he only knew that Xiaoya was a woman when he healed him, but he didn't know that there were other women here, and they couldn't tell the gender from their clothes at all

The tiger baby grinned awkwardly, reached out to touch her head, tilted her head, and looked at Lingling carefully

Lingling smiled, as neat as a braided shell, white teeth flashing white in the dark forest, she generously opened her arms and hugged the tiger baby tightly, then let go of her hand and stroked the top of his head, and whispered: "Call me sister in the future" The crisp voice sounded in the ears of the tiger baby like a birdsong, and Abu quickly translated in a low voice

The tiger baby was stunned, tears suddenly "whoosh" from the eye sockets, both hands suddenly covered their mouths, and a low "woo, woo" sound came from the gap in the palm

This fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy lost all his relatives in the blink of an eye two months ago, when he did not cry with his eyes open, but ran into the mountains with full of anger, and he slept in the open air, looking for an opportunity for revenge in the mountains

For two months, he lived in the thrill of shooting the enemy and the fear of being chased and killed by the enemy, and every time night fell, he curled up in a tree or cave, listening to the fierce howling of the mountain wind, feeling the cold breath of the autumn night, loneliness, fear and hatred had made him forget the warmth of the world, and forgot the warmth of the world

But today, his already cold and lonely heart once again felt the warmth of a woman, the gentle hug, the crisp "sister" that made his heart frozen in hatred melt, let him feel the warmth of the world again, and felt the care of his relatives

The gentle stroke above his head, the haunting sound of "sister" in his ears, made this young man of the Tiger tribe no longer able to suppress the grievances and pain in his heart, he collapsed, and the fragility in his young heart that was covered by hatred was finally revealed in front of a woman's warmth

Everyone listened to the heart-rending cry of the tiger baby covering her mouth, her face suddenly dimmed, and anger suddenly erupted in her eyes, Lingling's eyes were full of tears, and she lovingly took the tiger baby in her arms, took out a towel, and wiped the tears on his face

In everyone's hearts, he is a child, a child who should be carefree and play in the mountains, but the ugliness of the world has sent such a young man who should have lived in the bright sun into a dark hatred

"Kill" each action team member was shouting in their hearts, their eyes were full of little devils, the ugly faces of the little devils appeared, and the scenes of them slaughtering the mountain people appeared, and their eyes were sprayed with raging flames, and their hands were tightly gripping the guns in their hands

The mountain wind blew the branches and leaves, and the branches and leaves swayed softly, echoing the heart-rending cry of a teenager in the dim forest......

All the action team members stood quietly in the forest, no one shook their bodies, they all felt the sorrow of a miserable young man, and experienced the hatred in his heart, Wan Lin, Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa, Xiao Ya's clothes had already been drummed up by the true qi, hatred and anger had made them unconsciously run the majestic true qi......

The cry of the tiger baby gradually became quieter, and Abu silently walked to Lingling's side, gently pulled the tiger baby over, hugged it in his arms, and comforted him in a low voice like a father

The tiger baby stopped crying, raised her tear-stained face, looked at Lingling, suddenly bent her knees, fell to her knees on the woodland, and struggled to whisper two Chinese characters out of her mouth: "Sister... Sister"

He didn't know Chinese, but he already knew the meaning of these two words from Abu's mouth, and Lingling's soft "call sister" had been deeply and eternally engraved in his heart

Lingling smiled, bent down and pulled up the little brother, reached out to wipe the tears on his face, and Huwa smiled, and finally showed a simple smile on the face that was once frozen in hatred......