. "It's okay, I'm sure they'll agree, and I'll go with you to convince them when the time comes. Although I'm not from the tribe, I'm your husband, and no matter what happens, we're both relatives, right? Hong Tao didn't want Tu to know that he could have no bottom line, but he didn't want Tu to be affected, and he didn't want her to make a difficult choice between his clan and relatives. It's better to make your own decisions for her, sometimes it's a kind of happiness to not know.

Which elder was the naysayer, who remained neutral, and which was on the side of the diagram is a very easy question to figure out, just ask the last group of ship-riders who remained. They've been here for more than two years, and they won't be unaware of this.

"Swan, do you know how to use a rifle?" Soon, Hong Tao figured out who was the biggest obstacle in the Tu tribe, and there were a total of three elders who often opposed Tu. With a clear goal, Hong Tao was the first to find Swan.

“…… Won't ......" Swann was watching the slave soldiers from the warship, escorting the suspected lepers off the ship and taking them to a makeshift camp by the wall. Hearing Hong Tao's question, his eyes immediately wandered, and he shook his head vigorously.

"Won't? Are you going to Minister Qi's testing ground if you and Compassion have nothing to do? I seem to have told you, what kind of person I hate the most! "Compassion often takes Swan to the test site of Qi Zu quietly to shoot targets with the rifled rifles of the test, others don't know, Hong Tao can't be unaware. Ciqi and Qi Zu had reported to him more than once, and without his approval, Ciqi and Qi Zu would not have dared to let these two boys come into contact with new weapons. That thing is top secret, only the pistol is equipped with some officers, and the rifle has been produced in total, and it has not been equipped at all, and it is still in the stage of continuous improvement.

"Can use ......" Swann is not very good at lying, especially when facing Hong Tao. He was scared when he saw those little eyes.

"I brought five rifles this time, how far can you hit a person's vital parts?" Hong Tao did not continue to pursue the problem of him practicing guns privately, but took the test for Swan's marksmanship.

"Three hundred meters! I'm better than compassion, as long as there is no strong wind, I can hit a coconut at 300 meters! When it comes to his marksmanship, Swann is much more relaxed. A smile appeared on his face.

"I'll take you to three people in the evening, and it's only three hundred meters from the fire pit in the center of the village, and standing behind the window of the cabin can hide the light of the fire. Beat these three to death, they didn't welcome us very much, but we couldn't let anyone know. Hong Tao walked to the window of the captain's room, opened the wooden sash, took a few steps back, went around to the other side of the desk, and raised his hands in vain. He glanced in the direction of the fire pit in the middle of the village and confirmed the location of the shot.

"Hey, hey, hey...... You can rest assured, one shot at a time, and they will never see the sun tomorrow! Swann had a coldness, a contempt for life. Killing people was just a necessary job for him, even a game, without the slightest hesitation.

Although some people in the tribe did not like these outsiders, the Indians were still very hospitable, and in any case, Hong Tao was still Tu's husband. And he also killed the divine beast back then, so he still has to give this face.

That night, next to the fire in the middle of the village, a fur drum was beaten. The whole village gathers here to sing and dance. Everyone drank fine wine, ate barbecue, and talked to each other in half-baked language, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Hong Tao had a great time, he also changed into Indian clothes, painted patterns with paint on his body and face, and took the lead in dancing the Indian harvest dance with the picture. With whale oil to help. The bonfires in the firepit burned even brighter, much to the delight of all the Indians present. The higher the flame, the more the god favors them, and both adults and children forget all distractions for a while. Totally relaxed.

The slaves, sailors, and soldiers were also a people who could sing and dance, and after drinking, they also used all their strength to dance the dance of their homeland. The craftsmen, who were not very good at singing and dancing, put all their energy into drinking, and after a few months of wandering at sea, they finally came ashore, and it didn't matter what they were doing tomorrow.

No one noticed that there was one less person in the crowd at this time, and the captain Swann did not know when he shrank into the shadow of the house, and then took advantage of the night to retreat to the bank of the river, rowing back to the battleship in a dinghy.

In order to create full convenience for Swan, Hong Tao uncharacteristically allowed the battleship to be on duty without sailors, and all of them went ashore to revel with the Indians. The reason sounded good, he said that it was a sign of respect for the Indians, and that in his daughter-in-law's tribe, there was no need to worry about someone sneaking up on the battleship.

Swan, who had climbed onto the deck, did not hesitate to go into the captain's quarters, opened a long box against the wall in the dark, and took out five sticks wrapped in whale skin and placed them on his desk. Then I opened the window of the cabin and opened the packages one by one by the moonlight. Five wooden-handled rifles were exposed, and the pitch-black barrels had no light, and they didn't look very powerful.

Usually Swann is a rough man with a big grin and a disgrace, but that is only his appearance, once he enters the combat state, he, like his father, immediately becomes a calm and calm warrior. He methodically placed five rifles side by side on the table, picked up a piece of whale skin, and began to carefully wipe the grease off the rifles. After wiping one and loading the other, until all five rifles were wiped, he went to the window, threw the whale skin through the window into the river, and raised the binoculars.

"The first...... It's you! Soon, Swann found his target, an elderly Indian with a feather on his head. He had drunk a lot of wine, and was staggering and dancing alone outside the crowd, and several people had fallen beside him, all Indians who had drunk too much. Their love of wine is second only to life, and it is fatal to drink it.

"Snap ......" took a few steps back, picked up a rifle, and with a slight aim, Swan pulled the trigger.

The flintlock device successfully hit the spark, ignited the fire in the medicine pool, and immediately spewed a half-foot-long flame from the muzzle, accompanied by a puff of smoke and a crisp sound, and the lead-cast Mini bullet flew out of the barrel at high speed along the rifling, and spun towards the target.

"Bump...... Poof......" The high-speed flying lead bullet hit the human body, and immediately changed from pointed metal to a clay-like state. The bullet was smashed into pieces by the impact, tearing open the muscles, rushing headlong into pieces, shattering into multiple pieces on the bone, falling apart in all directions in the cavity, and then piercing out again, splattering with a puddle of blood and shredded flesh to the ground a few meters away. The human body that was hit was like being slammed with a sledgehammer, and fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions all over his body, he never moved again.

The enclosed cabin absorbed the gunfire well, and the remaining sound waves were fused by the sound of drums and human voices, and no one heard them. No one paid attention to the downed elder, and Indians like him who fell headlong after drinking were all over the place, and even if they saw it, it would not arouse any suspicion, and no one would look at it.

"A little higher......" Swann wasn't too happy with his first shot, and the shot was aimed at the chest, only to hit the lower part of the neck, which was not up to par. Putting down the fired rifle, Swan picked up the second one and began to use the telescope to continue looking for a second target.

"Come over a little more...... One more step......" Soon, Swan found a second target in the crowd, but he was not in a good position, and there was always a pillar blocking most of his body. Swann was calm, holding his heavy rifle steadily with his thick arms, and his breath was minimized, nailed into the cabin like a statue. Do not find the best angle to shoot, absolutely do not pull the trigger.

......A few minutes later, the rifle emitted a puff of fire and smoke, and the middle-aged man who was lying on the porch of the wooden house drinking and watching the crowd dance was directly hit by the huge impact on the wall behind him, and then bounced back, just blocked by the wooden railing in front of the house, and lay on the railing, more like a drunk and unconscious person.

"Where are you? Come out quickly......" Swann was pleased with his second blow, hummed a little song, put down his rifle, moved his arms and legs, picked up the third, and picked up the binoculars to find the last target.

(To be continued.) )