Chapter 190: The Giant Half-Werewolf Tribe
Duan Qi looked at the rows of corpses on the ground expressionlessly, and his heart was filled with indescribable sourness, he was in a dilapidated human gathering place at the moment, slightly larger than a football field, surrounded by earthen walls more than one meter high, simple and rough, if it wasn't frozen by low temperature, any awakened person could kick it over.
There are more than 40 earthen houses in the camp, but more than half of them have been crushed by the wind and snow, and the remaining ten or so are also crumbling, and more than 500 people in the camp are huddled together in more than a dozen earthen houses that may collapse at any time to keep warm and resist the cold.
When Duan Qi and his people arrived, this camp was on the verge of life and death, the food was about to run out, the awakened people would not use their vitality, they could only go out to look for food when the temperature warmed up during the day, but the harvest was never much, the food that ordinary people could get was pitiful, basically someone starved to death every day, and some people with weak physiques, even if they had sufficient food supplements, might not be able to survive the night of minus thirty or forty degrees.
Those who freeze to death and starve to death will soon be snatched by everyone to share the food, but in the last few days, the firewood in the camp has been exhausted, and they have begun to burn tools and clothes, and the awakened have drawn a line with most ordinary people, and the food and firewood they get will never be shared.
The situation became desperate, some people with fragile minds simply chose to seek death, and overnight, there were more than forty more ice-sculpture corpses in the camp, and at this time, Duan Qi happened to lead the team to arrive.
This is also the main reason why Duan Qi feels uncomfortable, if he doesn't make any stops along the way, and hurry every minute and every second, he should be able to save these more than forty lives, and now, they can only line up in front of him silently.
Duan Qi knew that it was useless to regret it, and these people, most of them were foreign people, and they had nothing to do with him, but he still inevitably felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart, the tribe has been developing in a relatively stable environment under the leadership of Liu Zhi, and there is no situation where no one cares if you are hungry and sick, but in this vast land that I don't know how big, there are countless human settlements that are in dire despair, there are foreigners, and naturally there will be Chinese compatriots, Even relatives and friends who have long since disappeared.
"The mission of our Yanhuang tribe is to bring hope to those who live in darkness!"
Now, Duan Qi finally understood what Liu Zhi's original intention was when he said this sentence - to spread the light and do my best!
He shouted the words "I am willing to die for the leader" because of the general trend and his admiration for Liu Zhi's ability and character, not entirely out of his own heart, but now, he is really willing to devote his limited life to the infinite journey of fighting for the mission.
The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband. This is also applicable to the world, not to mention that he is no longer a small horseman, he is the commander of one of the most powerful armies in the human race, which makes him feel more and more responsible in his heart, and he feels that it is necessary to do more, for the tribe, for Huaxia, and for the global human race!
The soldiers of the third battalion had completed the takeover of the camp, Duan Qi sent a team of people to light a fire to cook, another team to distribute animal skins to the sick and weak, the war doctor was responsible for treating the dying, and those ordinary people whose lives were not in serious trouble were gathered in front of an earthen house and lined up for interrogation.
"If they knew how to fish, they wouldn't starve so many people to death." The guards on the side felt that the Crazy Fish River was still only partially frozen, and in the three days that the expeditionary force entered the plain, they would go to the river to fish every evening, and with the grain generously donated to Xiang Zheng, the current grain stock could support at least half a year.
However, how many such camps are encountered, they will still be consumed quickly.
Duan Qi was speechless for a while, everything that should be done, the tribe had already done, but it could still only help a very small number of people, which made him feel that he had a long way to go.
"War Medic! Where are the war doctors? Save my wolf! ”
A hurried cry suddenly came from outside the camp, Duan Qi turned his head to look, and saw three cavalrymen rushing into the camp quickly, the two of them guarding the left and right, and the man in the middle put his mount on his shoulder, it was a silver-white giant wolf with a body length of four meters and a height of about two meters, with a pitch-black short spear stuck in his neck, Duan Qi's pupils shrank, this weapon was very familiar, like the kind of short spear used by half-werewolves.
The two war doctors heard the shout and rushed over from the corner of the camp, the giant wolf was not a demon beast, the blood on the neck had stopped, but the breath was extremely weak, and it could kill at any time.
The two worked together, and with the help of three cavalrymen, they quickly stabilized the giant wolf's injuries, Duan Qi found a cavalryman and asked, "What's the matter?" Did you meet a half-werewolf? ”
"Yes, battalion commander." The cavalry carrying the giant wolf pointed to the north, gasped and replied: "Fifty or sixty kilometers over there, there is a huge half-werewolf tribe, the preliminary estimate of the population should be more than two thousand, the scout team is a group of eight people, the combat power is quite strong, we killed one, but we can't resist the siege of the other seven half-werewolves, and finally escaped back." ”
A half-werewolf tribe of two thousand people! Duan Qi's expression became solemn, and he asked, "Have the traces been cleaned up?" ”
The cavalry frowned and shook his head: "No, after getting rid of them, clean them up a little, because the time is urgent, there is no way to clean them thoroughly, if they keep hanging behind, they can be touched here in five minutes at most." ”
"Wang Fei." Duan Qi called a person not far away and instructed: "You take a platoon of warriors and ambush them on the way back, if you see a half-werewolf, find a good time to shoot them, and you can't let any of them go." ”
"Yes, Battalion Commander."
Wang Fei responded and took his soldiers out of the camp, and Duan Qi said to his guards: "Go and bring the leader of this camp over, I have something to ask him." ”
"Yes."
After a while, the guards brought over a middle-aged man in his thirties, burly and strong, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a fierce face, who looked like he should be a white man from Europe and the United States.
The translator who was proficient in English was also confused, and when he saw Duan Qi looking over, he hurriedly asked the man: "Sir, do you know how to speak English?" ”
The man replied in very broken English: "No, I am French." ”
"The battalion commander, he said he was French and didn't know English."
Duan Qi instructed left and right: "Go find a manager who can speak English, or see who knows how to speak French." ”
PS: Chapter 1.