Namibia.

Under the scorching sun, the dark-skinned young woman walked on the hot ground, and even through the soles of her shoes, she could feel the heat on the ground penetrating and attacking, and she had the illusion of boiling a frog in warm water.

The woman is a native of the tribe, but also a mixed-race child, the mother is the daughter of the tribal chief, the father is from the United States, because of the mother, the woman has a beautiful face, because of the father, has a Western name, Katherine Smith.

Catherine wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked back at the desert she had just walked out of, which was very different from the heat and dryness behind her, with rolling mountains and grasslands ahead.

It was as if she was on the edge of the desert.

Perhaps because she was born and raised, even though she is half white, she is still full of love for this African land in her bones, and the unbearable hot environment is an extremely comfortable self-release for her.

Her smart eyes looked at the figure in front of her and the two horses behind the figure who bowed their heads and graze, and couldn't help but smile reluctantly that she had made a mistake and was caught red-handed.

That's right, she sneaked out of this desert trip.

"I'm going to put down a lot of work at hand to find you." The middle-aged woman in front of the sturdy horse spoke helplessly.

Even if there is the influence of white blood, it can't stop the imagination of Catherine and the middle-aged black woman in front of her, and if you look closely, you will be amazed that it seems to be carved out of a mold.

Catherine's beautiful appearance must be the credit of the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman, naturally, was Catherine's mother, Bananya Nabbis.

"Mom, I'm just too idle in the tribe." Catherine stepped forward and grabbed the woman's arm coquettishly, her tone helpless and pitiful, "You also know that every summer vacation is very long, and it's too difficult not to find something to do." ”

"Nagil has less to do for you?" Banya asked rhetorically.

Speaking of her brother-in-law, Catherine even found some kind of catharsis, and said unhappily: "I don't like the tribe's horseback riding and slashing sword riding and foot combat skills, and in terms of archery and archery, my brother-in-law has nothing to teach me." ”

"How many times have I told you, it's not a skill, it's a skill! It's a real killer! Banya knocked her daughter on the head, but her eyes were full of doting.

Catherine stuck out her little tongue, she knew the reason why everyone in the tribe went to the horse to fight on horse, and the Nabbis tribe she belonged to was the closest to the endless desert behind her, there were mutated desert wolves in it, there were a large number of them, they were violent and fierce, in order to protect the tribe and protect the administrative area, the tribesmen fought against this bloodthirsty beast all year round.

Day after day, year after year, a powerful tribe was forged, with men and women skilled at fighting mutant desert wolves, women skilled at riding and archery, and men skilled in riding and fighting with bows and arrows, and over time, Nabbis became the most famous tribe in the Erongo district and in all of Namibia, and the most heroic and warlike tribe.

This is not empty words, but won by strength in tribal skill competitions again and again.

Bannya took the two reins and handed one of them to her daughter: "The next time you enter the Namib, you will be confined!" ”

Catherine, who grabbed the reins and turned over on the horse, looked aggrieved: "Mom, this is a safe zone." ”

Ban Naya has a tough attitude: "The safe zone is not good! What if those things come in circles here! ”

Catherine gently squeezed the horse's belly and followed after Banya: "They don't have this kind of intelligence, and besides, there are large areas of the safe area with alarm devices, even if they go around, they can find out." ”

Ban Naya rode non-stop, and glanced back at her daughter: "No matter how many alarm devices there are, don't you dodge them one by one?" ”

Catherine drove her horse to her mother's side-by-side, and said coquettishly, "Mother, I'll go in again, just once, and I've found a strange thing in it, and I need to bring it out." ”

"Not once." Banya was resolute.

The clever Catherine came up with a reason: "Mom, that thing is really weird, it is very likely to have something to do with the origin of those mutant guys, if we can know the origin of those guys, maybe we can find a way to never suffer in the future." ”

Banya pulled the reins and stopped, looking at her daughter seriously, but there was still an obvious questioning look in her eyes: "What is it?" You didn't lie to your mother? ”

"Mom, you are the head of the Namib Division, how dare I lie to the head of the division?" Catherine took her mother's arm with one hand and raised the other, "I swear, I definitely didn't lie to you, Mom, there is indeed a very strange thing." ”

After thinking about it for a while, Banya relented: "Let Nagil accompany you." ”

"Uncle still has a dangerous area to guard, I can call Shangdawen." Catherine was very considerate of her brother-in-law Najr.

Ban Naya didn't know what her daughter was thinking, but fortunately she didn't talk too hard, leaving room for a faint saying: "Bring more people with you, otherwise you don't have to go." ”

"That's right, the zoning chief has the final say! Besides, that thing is not light, and Dawen and I have a lot of trouble moving it. Catherine smiled and agreed.

The Namib sub-district, which is one of the newly divided sub-districts of the Erongo district, is also the largest, because of the need to fend off the mutant desert wolves, it is the most important sub-district in the Erongo district.

It's not that the government hasn't thought of sending troops to kill all the mutant wolves, but in fact, the army has also been dispatched, and there are quite a few, but the wolves are hiding in the Namib Desert, and their whereabouts are difficult to find.

To find a pack of wolves in a desert with an area of 50,000 square kilometers is tantamount to . Looking for a needle in a haystack, besides, these wolves are not easy to mess with, in the unfamiliar desert terrain, countless soldiers were killed by sneak attacks, and finally the government and the army's wolf slaughter plan had to be abandoned.

The Nabbis tribe is located between two convex corners in the Namib Desert, and the two women come from one convex horn to the end of the tribe, and the head of the tribe is where the other convex corner is located, which is also the danger zone diametrically opposed to the safe zone.

Nabbis has a large population, and the buildings are not as simple as ordinary tribes, with stone fort buildings in the majority, especially in the front part of the continuous tribe, there are tall city walls, which are obviously used as the second line of defense against mutant desert wolves, and the first line of defense is naturally the blockade line at the convex corner.

It is not accurate to say that it is a blockade, because the walls built there are taller and thicker than those of the tribes, and the materials made of marble made of several tall men are extremely hard.

The Namib Desert is vast, and it is not that there is no other place to go out of the desert and into the Erongo region and even the rest of Namibia, but that most of the places where you can enter and leave the desert are garrisoned by troops, and it is tantamount to suicide to break into the military garrison, and where there is no military station, it is a desolate place.

In this way, the Nambis tribe is located in the Namib sub-district has become the biggest fat, not to mention the Nabbis tribe, a large oasis, after the oasis is driven straight into a broader rich environment, such a large piece of fat, mutated desert wolves are difficult not to covet.

didn't have much wisdom, relying on the mutation to get a strong body, the hatred entanglement between the desert wolf and the Nabbis tribe began.

The current governor of the Erongo district is none other than the tribal chief of Nabbis, Kuiwenmilu Nabubis, who is also Catherine's maternal grandfather, and the reason why the Nabubis tribe is unwilling to move away from the ancestral land where they lived for life is that the Erongo district has a special terrain, and the western coastal areas need more troops to be stationed, so there are really not too many troops to be placed here.

Fortunately, there is a tall marble city wall rising from the ground, this first line of defense effectively blocks the attack of the mutant wolf pack, and with the gunfire, it is extremely strong.

Mutant desert wolves want to break through the defenses, attack the Nabbis tribe, and even go straight to attack the other tribes in the Namib sub-district or the Erongo district, which has become an unrealistic bubble fantasy.

The defense line was too strong, and the Nabbis tribesmen, who had been nurtured by the terroir to fight bravely, felt bored, and after an accidental repulsion of wolves, one of the tribesmen guarding the defense line could not bear it anymore, and rode out on horseback with a large sword, seeking excitement to hunt down a few wolves to play.

This move not only did not annoy the guards at the time, but aroused their blood, leaving enough men to guard the defensive line, and the others chased them all out on horseback, with swords and bows and arrows.

Knowing the truth that the poor Kou Mo chased, he didn't chase the wolves too far, and there were no casualties, so the patriarch at that time didn't blame, he never thought that there would be a second or a third time after one time......

When the patriarch realized the problem, he wanted to stop this behavior, but he did not want to have few people to support him, even the women and children of the tribe had many disapprovals, and it was then that he remembered that the Nabubis tribe was not known for its fierceness and strength.

Unable to get the support of the majority of the clansmen, and not wanting to lose the position of the patriarch, the patriarch at that time only acquiesced to the behavior of chasing and killing the mutant wolves on the defense line, but only warned that the pursuit distance should not be too far, and the defense line should not be empty.

The tribesmen of the Nabbis tribe were already good at equestrian swordsmanship, and they had the training to fight mutated desert wolves, and over time, cavalry warfare, foot warfare and mounted archery naturally became the housekeeping skills of the Nabbis tribe.

There is a saying in the district of Elongo that the tribesmen of the Nabbis tribe are better at riding and shooting than shooting. The ability of the cannon is even higher, and as long as the distance between the target that the gun is not accurate is enough, the bow and arrow can make a difference.

Ban Naya did not return to the tribe with her daughter, but went to the sub-district office halfway through, and as the sub-head of the Namib sub-district, she had a lot of affairs waiting for her every day.

Catherine returned to the tribe and greeted the old and young women and children in the tribe, although she was of mixed blood, her father was not a tribesman, but Catherine's popularity was very good, and the tribe also loved the granddaughter of this tribe, especially the children in the tribe, and gave this enthusiastic and lively sister a cute name of "Sister Fire".

Pinching the chubby and immature face of the neighbor's three-year-old child, Catherine jumped up and led the horse home, although her grandfather was the patriarch, but the family's residence was not maverick, let alone magnificent, the most ordinary marble building, in the tribe can only be regarded as the upper middle level.

As soon as she entered the house and handed the reins to the sturdy nanny, Catherine shouted, "Dawen." ”

A brown-yellow shadow rushed out of the open hall, like a whirlwind directly into Catherine's arms, and the strong body and inertia brought up were enough to make Catherine fly upside down.

Fortunately, Catherine was nimble, and dodged before the whirlwind hit, and looked at the brown hair that didn't have time to stop her body and rushed out a few meters and crashed into a big tree in the courtyard, and couldn't help laughing: "Dawen, your stupid appearance has nothing to do with African lions." ”