In the midst of the wailing, the Samru's mind conjured up the joyful and solemn scene of the tribe when he bid farewell to his eldest son on the expedition early yesterday morning.

"Tulumi my sons, the riches of those 'strangers' are inexhaustible, and I believe that they must have the divine blessing of an artifact that can 'turn stones into gold,' and produce food, wine, and all sorts of wonderful little things out of nothing.

All the tribes that have conquered them do not rob the floating wealth, but go to the underground caverns they have dug to find the 'source' of the wealth, which is the wisest thing to do. In the warm morning sun, in the clearing next to the tribal totem pole, the Samrutou hugged a strong indigenous youth tightly and whispered.

"I know, Daddy. Dressed in tanned animal skins instead of battle armor, Tulumi nodded heavily from the four feathers on his head and left his father's embrace.

Then he picked up a fur bag from the ground wrapped in a few heavy pieces of ore, twisted his head to look at the thousands of Samru warriors dressed like him behind him, clenched his fists, waved vigorously, and strode silently towards the jungle in the distance.

Behind him, the Samru warriors, with all kinds of island specialties in their hands, bowed down to the head of the tribe and the two highest-ranking guardian spirits, and then followed the leader's steps, their eyes scattered firmly into the dense forest.

The target of this Samru warrior raid is naturally the 'human gathering place' on the 'shrimp B1 island', and the sneak attack plan seems to be sudden, but the actual 'seed' has been planted for a long time.

In fact, in the eyes of the Hell people, those exiled 'strangers', that is, the army of the United States had just come to the 'shrimp B1 island'. When the Samru landed in the traditional hunting grounds of the Samru, the Samru attacked them.

But unfortunately, after paying a very heavy price, the Samru tribe failed to drive out those 'strangers', but made the tribe weak, and had to stop temporarily.

Later, these natives found that although the 'strangers' occupied the sandy land within their hunting grounds and built houses, they did not live by hunting and did not encroach on too many tribal interests, so they swallowed their anger and did not continue to attack.

However, although the loss is not large, this incident is not a big shame for 'Samru'.

Fortunately, not long after, when the Mi Army built a 'human gathering place' on the island of the 'Otherworldly Realm'. Begin to exchange endless supplies with the natives of the island in the eyes of the people of Hellfire. When it comes to worthless island specialties, because of the geographical relationship, the Samru tribe closest to the gathering place suddenly suffers and gets the most benefits by bartering.

At this point, it can be said that the harm has been turned into a benefit. However, as the government of the United States has given the leading role in the development of 'shrimp B1 Island' to the private sector. More and more civilians are pouring into the island. After a long period of contact, the Samru found that these 'strangers' looked tall and burly, but in fact they were very weak.

And that's not all. Most of them are very timid, and their personalities have nothing to do with heroism and brutality, and the few 'strangers' who can fight rely on alchemy and strange things to master their powerful strength.

Later, when the moon god bestowed 'Wisdom Luhua', these natives found that only two newborn 'spirits' were born, which caused these 'strangers' to suffer heavy casualties, so they mistakenly believed that in the case of tough confrontation, these 'strangers' were indeed difficult to defeat with their alchemical wonders.

But if you attack from within, you may be able to conquer them easily.

Greed makes people dizzy, and it is clear that the 'human settlements' that have been navigated to New York cannot be the power established by the exiles, but the Samru people who transport them back and forth from the steamers are cowardly and weak 'strangers', and they rightly stick to the original idea.

However, although the Samru people were stupid due to their greedy thoughts, the last reason and lessons they had learned made them cautiously contact the traditional allies of the tribe, 'Bonlunga' and 'Aruya', and proposed to unite to attack the 'human settlement'.

The 'Bunlunga' and 'Aruya', who had long had a judgment similar to the Samru people's on Earth, only hesitated for a day before readily agreeing to the Samru's request, but just as they were preparing to attack the 'Gathering Place', the 'Tudnan' suddenly rose up, and after just a few rounds of expansion, it unbelievably rose to the northern tip of the island.

This danger of threatening the tribal inheritance was naturally much more important than the robbery of wealth, and the sneak attack on the 'Outlander' tribe was put on hold by the three tribes, and a surprise attack was launched on the 'Tudnan' instead.

It is a pity that the three tribes of 'Samru', 'Bunlunga' and 'Aruya' not only did not break up the 'Tudnan', but allowed them to seize the opportunity in the crisis and occupy the entire northern tip of the island in one fell swoop.

Under these circumstances, the 'Samru', 'Bunlunga', and 'Aruya' had to form a closer alliance, and unconsciously became the leader of a dozen small tribes in the middle of the island.

So when the matter of sneaking up on the 'stranger' tribe and gaining a huge amount of material wealth to stabilize the situation was picked up, the number of participating tribes increased from three to seventeen.

As the initiator of the attack, the Samru tribe sent more than 5,000 camouflaged warriors, personally led by Lumi, the eldest son of the clan leader and the most likely four-feather warrior leader in the future.

They were closest to the 'human settlement', and within an hour of walking through the woodland, they saw the majestic outline of the walls of the settlement.

"I will conquer this glorious stone tribe under my feet today. Looking at the endless thick concrete walls, Tulumi cried out in his heart, and his steps kept stepping over the gate of the 'gathering place'.

After exchanging the ore they had brought in the 'Outlander' shop with a magical green piece of paper printed with the head of a middle-aged landman who could be exchanged for anything, the Samru's future worldly ruler had just stepped out of the shop when he saw Taruta, the fierce general of the Aruya tribe, wandering along the flat concrete road of the 'human settlement'.

The two looked at each other, smiled tacitly, staggered silently, and after taking a few steps, Tulumi couldn't help but smile and said: "The Aruya tribe is obviously commanded by Duteba this time, but even Aruya is here, it seems that they don't want to give the 'stranger' the slightest chance." ”

In order to avoid attracting the attention of the humans in the 'gathering place', this raid sent 5,000 warriors each to 'Samru', 'Bunlunga', and 'Aruya' according to the prior agreement, and the remaining fourteen small tribes each sent 1,000 warriors from each tribe, a total of 29,000 people.

Of course, these are only the vanguard troops, and after the attack begins to cause chaos, it is natural that there will be a strong attack by the guardian spirits of various tribes and a large number of indigenous warriors, and it is easy for all natives to carry out this sneak attack plan with such a huge force, and this was indeed the case when the initial attack was launched.

As soon as night fell, when the lights of the 'Human Gathering Place' began to turn on, as if they had received a signal together, countless natives who had been walking around lazily as usual on the street suddenly pulled out the knives on their waists and rushed madly towards the nearest human beings on Earth.

In an instant, blood stained the entire street of the 'gathering place', and the star officer on duty of the Mi Army's underground base on 'Sea Shrimp B1 Island' looked at the square monitoring windows on the screen that seemed to be playing a horror movie for a long time, and suddenly stood up and poured the entire cup of black coffee in his hand completely on his body.

Ignoring the hot drink, he smashed open the transparent plastic box of the red alarm button, pressed the red button that indicated that the entire base had entered a state of first-level combat alert, and then desperately pressed all the communication switches, and roared in the piercing alarm: "Attention of all units, attention of all units, the natives have launched a terrorist attack on us, and the natives have launched a terrorist attack on us."

They are simply the devil, killing our people with impunity, killing them, killing all the natives you see, I empower all the sergeants in my capacity as the star officer of the base, may God be with you..."

With the hoarse roar of the base officer, thousands of heavily armed Mi soldiers began to rush out of the underground base, shooting and killing all the natives they encountered, whether they were attacking humans or participating in the attack.

However, it is a pity that the sudden killing of the Hellmen has already plunged the 'human gathering place' into chaos, and although the appearance of the GIs has greatly reduced the number of human deaths and effectively killed and injured the native warriors, the overall situation is unlikely to show signs of improvement in a short period of time.

And in this situation where humans and natives are fighting in the gathering place, the helicopter gunships that rise into the air and the chariots that drive out of the underground base are completely unable to exert their due power.

Even more constrained were the warships anchored in the sea, where powerful surface-to-surface missiles and large-caliber artillery were all furnished, and the only thing that could be done was to use the ship's machine guns as rifles, and occasionally beat one or two lone natives close to the coast into blood.

This oppressive and suffocating rhythm of battle made the Mi army garrison tribes on the 'Sea Shrimp B1 Island' feel a deep sense of powerlessness, but in the command room of the underground base, the supreme commander of the garrison, Bao Weiber Hossman, who carried two shining gold stars on his shoulders, was still fantasizing about quickly suppressing the situation of the Turen rebellion in order to save his precarious military career.

"Doberman, order all the soldiers in the army who have not participated in the battle to go into battle, and I will hell these ugly little gnomes in the 'Gathering Place' in the shortest possible time. Seeing the Turen soldiers on the projector being fully armed by the tactical squad of the Mi Army, rushing around like rats, and not forgetting to kill civilians while fleeing, he was silent for a while with an iron face, and shouted. (To be continued......)