As Captain Zhang Hongfan said, most of the indigenous people on the island of New Zealand live in the mountains or plains of the interior.

Beyond the dense coastal woodland, the eyes are immediately opened, and like Western Australia, there are forests, meadows and rivers.

However, the mountains in the distance seem to be taller and greener than the mountains of Western Australia, and white clouds can be seen at some peaks.

The scenery is really beautiful, and some places even look like a fairyland, but who should appreciate it------ the gang of people who follow the indigenous team members don't think it's beautiful, but think that there is an eerie feeling here.

They followed the natives from a distance, which was called walking with their tails in their tails.

The little leader of the gang also had a five-fold monocular, and if he stood on a high place, he could see farther than the natives.

The natives were heading in the right direction, and through the monoculars, the small leaders could see more and more human traces ahead, such as the smooth and protruding dirt road, and the piles of grave-like stones and stone walls.

Well, the little boss is happy, the natives here can build roads, and they can do a little plasterer's work.

After walking a little longer, the natives are gone, damn it, they're going to camp when it's dark!

The little leader watched with hatred as the natives happily set up their improvised marching tents, quickly lit a bonfire, cooked food------ and were no longer dancing around the campfire, and they knew that they could not waste their physical strength blindly.

The little leader didn't understand, where was the night greeting each other among the tribes?

If you really march in the dark, it will obviously cause big trouble!

The little leader scolded them a few words, and had to order to set up camp, they used the solid alcohol stove distributed to them by the Liuqiu army, several people in a group, and canned meat to cook the noodles to eat, and at the end of the meal, they also tore some cornmeal pancakes into the soup------ I don't know who invented the way to eat, the skin-like corn pancakes can be stored for a long time, the volume is still small, and the layers are packed just for the march.

People privately say that the little lady of Governor Wu is a master of making cornmeal pancakes, and she wants to be crispy and crispy, soft and soft.

A jar of solid alcohol was just enough to cook enough food for three or four people, and the little leader and his brothers really admired the supplies of the Liuqiu army, which were not only easy to use, but also practical.

The tin box has to be recycled, and in fact it can be used to hold water.

They arranged their shifts of guards, spread out their sleeping bags, and slept inside.

The sleeping bag was also given to them by the army, and it also carried a waterproof rubber surface of Eucommia.

That night, Captain Zhang Hongfan and Deputy Captain Zong Xiong had a long discussion in the big tent of the main camp.

Maybe it's because I just arrived in an unfamiliar place to stay, and everyone seems excited, so they go to bed late.

Captain Zhang Hongfan understands that there is also a feeling of freedom again, and here, they are kings, and they will be the highest kings.

But Captain Zhang Hongfan struggled to control his thoughts------ Liuqiu Army will always be the biggest opponent in his heart, that is, Captain Dai, who is not even a thousand households, can only be reluctantly called a hundred households, can destroy his existence at any time.

Deputy Captain Zong Xiong didn't have any worries at all, he discussed the plan and arrangement, and at the same time, Mei Zizi boasted of his magic skills that were as fast as the wind.

But Captain Zhang Hongfan could hear his loyalty to Captain Dai.

The two of them made it clear that they insisted on adopting the principle of letting the natives here do it themselves, not to mention their own brothers, even their own natives could not be used, so they didn't need it!

Unless we do it ourselves, we are here to buy captives and save them from slaughter-----

Deputy Captain Zong Xiong said with a smile: "Where in the world are there such good human traffickers as us, not only men and women in the prime of life, but also children and the elderly------ but also buy the materials that it will cost." ”

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, they sent another twenty men to meet ------ rest of the men continued to take care of the camp while inspecting the surroundings and began to draw a simple topographical map.

The little leader in charge of the follow-up watched angrily as the gang of sub-natives got up lazily, more than half an hour later than usual, and they laughed with each other and packed up the improvised marching tents, not paying any attention to the safety of their surroundings.

Finally waited for them to start again.

The little leader said in his heart, "If it is my turn to train you, I will punish you to death!"

The sun was slowly rising, thousands of golden rays were falling, the morning mist on the plains, on the hillsides, in the woods was fading, and the beautiful chirping of nameless birds could be heard in the distance, but no one cared about it.

When they reached a high ground, the small leader could clearly see that there was a large tribe without looking through a telescope.

Haha, it's clearly a stockade, and it seems to have a lot of people.

He looked through the binoculars and saw a woman carrying a bamboo basket in and out of the gate, well, this means that they can also weave bamboo.

Before the natives could get closer, they were spotted by the other party, and in an instant, many young men with spears and bows and arrows poured out of the stockade.

They soon surrounded the indigenous team members.

The little leader took the opportunity to observe the natives carefully------ they were obviously stronger than the natives of Australia, and they all had scary tattoos tattooed on their faces, and maybe they had a higher status with bird feathers on their heads, but they saw a guy with six two-foot-long bird feathers talking to the aborigines, and then he saw that they had collected the spears of the aborigines, and took their things, and entered the stockade together.

The little leader didn't think it would hurt them, for the natives were overjoyed to see the gift, and kept looking at it until the six feathers told them to put it down.

Their spears were tied with black stones, the same weapons used by the natives.

But the spear should not be underestimated, although it is not far less sharp than the steel spear, but as long as it is forced, it can stab people to death.

The little leader saw that the people had entered the stockade, and the people in the stockade seemed to be walking around and began to be lively.

Now what?!

The little leader thought about it, and he suddenly saw a big tree more than 100 meters away from the wall, with lush branches and leaves, and a few zhang high, and suddenly had an idea, he could climb up to monitor the village during the day, and if he was in a hurry, he could learn how to call birds------ stay until night, and then find a way to get close to the village to find out.

He picked a guy who could climb a tree and told him to do it quietly, while the rest stayed where they were, waiting for the evening to do so.

It was easy to wait until evening, and he and his brothers quietly approached the wall------ which were actually wooden fences, with a palm-wide distance in between.

The little boss quietly looked inside the fence, and the scene in front of him made him angry again, and he suddenly became angry!

These natives are so hateful!!