Besieged by local natives is definitely a problem that Professor Brees did not expect.

When he came here last time, it was still a wilderness and there was no one to see.

But now, time has passed, and it has become a territory of an indigenous tribe, and it is the rarest and most mysterious tribe in the Amazon River basin - a pure female tribe.

This tribe is very famous all over the world. In many movies and games, the prototype of the Amazon female warrior comes from this.

This made people who didn't know the truth have a lot of beautiful fantasies about this tribe.

But Brees knew that the real Amazon pure women tribe was very unreasonable.

In order to continue to survive, the tribe needs to reproduce, so these female warriors who live in the dense forest all year round will go to the tribe next to them to "snatch men".

Of course, it is not that their combat effectiveness is so strong, but that the surrounding tribes know that they will not be in danger of their lives after being snatched back by them. They can live with one of the tribes or a few young girls for a period of time and will be safely put back.

So this is not a big deal for other local tribes. They basically won’t fight back when they are “robbed”.

But as travelers outside came here, things changed a little.

The aesthetics of foreign tourists are different from those of the local natives. Many people really cannot appreciate the tribal "beauties" here, nor can they tolerate their primitive living conditions.

So in this rain forest, being targeted by this female tribe is not much different from being targeted by a cannibal.

Especially those who are obsessed with cleanliness in their body and mind are now panicked.

"Professor Brees," Willy was also a little panicked. It wasn't that he was afraid of being caught and giving birth, but that he had no time to delay. "What should we do now? Otherwise... I'll send someone to talk to them and I can give them a lot of money to let us go."

"It's hard," said Bris, "they don't need money at all."

Too.

Living in this jungle, money is not easy to use when wiping your butt.

"What should we do?" Willy asked. "Why do we shoot and deter it?"

"No, shooting will arouse their hostility," said Bris. "We will stay here for a while. If they come to make trouble every day, or even call other tribes, we will be in trouble."

"This is not OK, that is not OK. Do we have to go back with them obediently?" Willie said, "but I will definitely not go." I am allergic to women."

Bris thought I was very allergic to such women.

But in the current situation, he could only bite the bullet and get on.

"I'll go and discuss with them to see if I can reason."

Brees walked forward in a frightened manner, explaining his purpose in a not-so-pure local language.

But unexpectedly, these fierce female warriors didn't even take his tricks. They threw a zipline over and tied up his feet.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!" Brees quickly stopped the expedition members, "I'll communicate with them again."

Willie felt that this old man probably wanted to enjoy the beauty of the woman, so he did this on purpose.

This old man is so sexy. The taste is so heavy, but others can't accompany him and be pushed by the beauties, right?

After another simple exchange, Brees finally communicated with the tall female warrior.

"She said she took us back, not that," Bris explained, "but to help them repair the house."

Willie's face was about to slap.

He is here to explore, to find the secrets of runes, and to repair a yarn house!

what to do?

He could slip away calmly, but without Brees, he was blinded in this dense forest. It would be nice not to find the ruins without being lost in the woods.

But it seems unrealistic to resist hard.

One person on his side was injured, and Brees was tied up, and they only had a few pistols in their hands.

But in contrast, the female warriors around were densely packed, and there were still many hiding in the woods, including spears, bows, arrows, arrows, zippers, and stones... If they were greeted together, they would probably be wiped out in a blink of an eye.

I can't beat it or run away. Do I really want to repair the houses for these female soldiers?

"Mr. Willy, I think this is possible," said Brees, "I asked just now that their tribe is not far from here.

"We might as well go back with them first, so that I can discuss with their patriarch, leave some people there to help, and others can continue to explore the remains."

"Are you sure you can communicate?"

"It should be possible, after all, they are not savages."

Willie was deeply suspicious of this, but there seemed to be no better way at the moment. Who made them not expect this situation before they set off?

If I had known this would happen, I would have to find a way to bring more people and more automatic weapons.

If it really doesn't work, after arriving at the tribe, find a way to get the satellite phone fixed and send someone to rescue him.

"Okay, I hope it will be as you wish."

Since he chose to compromise, Willie asked the expedition members to put away their weapons.

These female Amazon warriors were very polite. They first applied a herb to the injured man, and then without disarming, they took them towards the tribe.

As a result, I left for a few hours, and when I arrived at the tribe's headquarters, it was already midnight.

Willie looked at the surrounding environment a little and found that it was more like a camping camp than a tribe.

Dozens of simple tents didn't seem to have been built for a long time. Even the leaves were still green, and the weeds and shrubs on the ground were also traces that had just been cleaned.

No wonder they need someone to repair the house. It is probably because they have just arrived here.

As for the others, it is no different from the original forest. The only advantage is that there is a good small river near the camp where you can use a pot of pot to collect water from it and wash your body by the river with dozens of "beauties".

"It's a little bit wrong," said Professor Brees. "Usually, this kind of tribe does not migrate on a large scale."

"There is no time to care about these things now," Willie said. "Tomorrow you should find their patriarch and let us separate some of them."

"I'll try it."

...

After taking a shower, Willy climbed up a branch.

As a person who has lived in a modern metropolis since childhood, he is not used to this kind of hot, humid environment, and mosquitoes everywhere.

So even though he was so tired, he still couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

But in the second half of the night, it started to rain again, soaking him all over, and his clothes and pants were standing tightly on his body, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

At this moment, a slight sound of branches breaking came from the darkness.

Willy's hearing, vision and smell are now more sensitive than ordinary people, so he notices it immediately.

Could it be that some wild beast is coming?

Just as he was about to check it out, a thin arrow penetrated the thick leaves and shot directly into his chest.

He was quick-eyed and his hands were quick, and he could dodge his body.

But before he could land, several thin arrows shot from different directions, forcing him to rush the branches with his feet and fall heavily on the wet ground, barely avoiding this fatal sneak attack.

After landing, he quickly got up and moved quickly between trees.

Then he saw more than a dozen native men with naked upper bodies and strange patterns on their faces, holding a sharp long scimitar in their hands, and rushed towards him with a fierce look.

This is someone attacking this tribe!

So he opened his voice and shouted loudly: "Get up quickly, someone attacks the camp!"
Chapter completed!