The Sacred Spring Chapter 18: The Funeral of the Savage (4)
I had just untied the rope from my feet when I heard the woman ask for a gun, and I thought she was frightened. The heart said that this female comrade, your hands are still tied by others, and you want to use a gun against a bird! Unexpectedly, after the woman finished shouting, she immediately made a move that surprised everyone, she sat up from the ground, and then the whole person leaned back towards the fire, and burned the rope that was tied to her back with a hot bonfire. Then she jumped up in one lunge, leaned down to pick up Walter, whom I had fallen, and - bump -、- bump - shot several times in quick succession-
I**, these girls are stupid! - The fat man pointed at her and yelled, - what did she do with the corpse on the ground? -
I didn't expect her to burn herself at the end just to get a few shots out of the wild man's corpses that lined the rocky beach. Could it be that she really became a fool because she was so stimulated? -
Look at it, you are fools. Bald, hurry up and aim for those corpses! -The woman pointed a gun at the corpse on the ground as she approached the bald scoop. Strange to say, the savages, who had the upper hand, showed fear when they saw her aiming their guns at the corpse, and several of them even dropped their spears and knelt down at us.
Could it be that in these conceptions of the Amazonian savages, the dead are more important than the living? Their bodies cannot be destroyed? As if to confirm my suspicions, the leading savages did not hesitate to drop the axe in their hands, and the other savages did not dare to resist when they saw the leader surrender, and obediently dropped their weapons.
The bald scoop pointed a gun at the corpse on the ground and asked me, "How can we get out, it's not a matter of being so consumed all the time, the young master is still waiting for us outside-
The fat man picked up the spear on the ground, put it on his shoulder and said, "Your young master hasn't come back from such a big movement, it is estimated that he has run away, don't worry." In my opinion, we might as well put the carcasses of these savages on our backs and wait until we are in a safe place to put them down-
Using corpses as hostages is really unheard of, and I said to the fat man: "Since these corpses are so important to them, they will naturally not give up lightly, and they will always follow us, we can't carry these corpses all the way as shields-
For a moment, we were in a dilemma, and we couldn't think of any way to get out of the encirclement of the wild men safely, as soon as we left these corpses, the wild people would surely rush to tear the four of us apart.
At this time, the woman looked at us and asked, "There is a place where I promise they dare not follow." Do you dare to come with me? -
We rescued her out of humanitarian concern, but we don't know who she is, why she appeared in the depths of the rainforest, and why she was captured by savages. Now she suddenly offered to let us go with her, and asked us - dare - to make people suspicious. The bald lady gave me a meaningful look, and I knew that he was blaming us for rushing out indiscriminately to stir up the troubled waters, but I could ask myself, even if I did it again, I would still choose to save people.
I deliberately didn't respond to the bald eyes, and nodded at the woman: "You lead the way, let's go-
She smiled, pointed to the hill not far away, and said, "As long as we can go up, these Cremo people won't dare to follow-
I didn't know what was so special about the hill she was talking about, but in order to avoid a larger conflict with the local savages, I had to reluctantly deviate from the original route and take refuge in the mountain.
In order to prevent the wild men from catching up with us quickly, the fat man and I used throwers to tie up a few of the leading guys. Then he threw their spears and stone axes into the fire. Kill their leader first, because the general tribe is chieftain-centered, and if the leader is lost, the whole tribe will be paralyzed, and there will be no leisure to hunt us down until the next chief is elected. His suggestion was unanimously rejected by us, after all, these savages are the natives of the jungle, and our surprise visit is a foreign invasion for them, and if we wantonly slaughter their people, it will be no different from the Spanish colonists who sacked the Inca Empire.
Because we were not worried about Qin Siyan and Wang Shao, we decided to go back to the broad-leaved forest as agreed before and meet them under the big tree. The woman, Lin Fang, who claimed to be a botanist, had come to the rainforest with her team to collect plant specimens a week earlier. She lost contact with the large army and was unfortunately captured.