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Chapter 162 Sudden firefight

I don’t know whether I don’t want to live, but the bad attitude of these natives is quite obvious. The tense confrontation between the two sides is extremely strong, and if there is a slight conflict, it will arise instantly.

At this moment, the Indonesian who knew the local indigenous language finally rushed out and talked with the indigenous man nervously loudly. After a while of incomprehensible language, he didn't expect that the indigenous man still had no intention of leaving, so he shook his head and refused to leave.

"What's wrong?"

At the right time, Ivy rushed over.

"leader."

When the Indonesians who had a little understanding of indigenous language saw their leader coming out, they said in embarrassment: "They are from the Malosso Tribe."

"What are they trying to do?"

Ivy glanced around and was not afraid of the bow and arrow aiming at him.

"They said... asked us to hand over the person who interrupted their ritual of coming-of-age..."

Naturally, Indonesians dare not hide their leaders and honestly said the other party’s request.

After hearing this, Ivy didn't understand anything. They asked to hand over Chen Ran. Don't say that Chen Ran is the logistics manager, and her status in "Panshi" company is not inferior to her. Even if Chen Ran is just an ordinary subordinate, she will definitely not hand over the person. Otherwise, where would her prestige be if she did this?

"Tell them that this is absolutely impossible and ask them to leave quickly, otherwise..."

Without saying the following words, this thin translator naturally understands what it means. It is obviously impossible to hand over the person to hand over the person with Ivy's character. But judging from the other party's toughness, it seems that he will never give up until he hand over the person.

He stuttered the request and threat of Ivy. As expected, after hearing these words, the strong native man was furious and his voice suddenly increased to a scale, as if he would take action if he didn't agree to their request.

Ivy sneered, she didn't believe that these people came just for this reason, obviously they had more than these requests.

"The leader, they said, if we don't hand over that person, we will leave here and never come back... They said, because of our reasons, this forest has been no longer peaceful, and has angered the God of the Forest, and we will all die here."

"Diet here?"

The old man Yas, who squinted his eyes and always wore a baseball cap, came out from somewhere, and looked at the indigenous people present, especially the indigenous man who was leading the indigenous man.

"Oh, are these people going to let us die here?"

Behind Yas were a large number of elite armed soldiers with guns and ammunition. They had just returned from training, which was obviously a bit beyond Ivy's expectations. Brando, who took Yas's verbal talk, held his arms and seemed to hear some joke, and his face was full of disdain.

"Why are you back early?"

Facing the old man Yas, even Ivy is deeply afraid.

"Haha, this survival training ended early. The young men performed well, only one person died."

Yas has a kind face and does not care about life in his words.

"But it's really good luck to encounter such an interesting thing when I came back."

He didn't mind the reason for the confrontation between the two sides. Instead, he admired the indigenous people's courage to surround the camp. However, there was a bit of real appreciation in this appreciation, and it was a discount.

After two months of contact with Yas's personality, Ivy has already felt something. This guy is a war madman, and he wishes that there will be war everywhere in the world for his own games and fun. The guy who even his own people like to cheat is definitely not a good companion. The key is that this war madman has not only distorted personality, but also has too horrible practical abilities.

In melee, a pair of three elite retired soldiers can still defeat the opponent with empty hands. However, with guns, one of the thirteen elite soldiers still achieved zero damage during the jungle confrontation training, and completely wiped out the opponent's record. There is no sign of the physical strength of the elderly in their sixties, which is more powerful than most young people.

With Ivy's conceit, she dared not assert that she would be able to survive to the end if she faced Yas. She had to admit that the old man had a higher winning rate.

Seeing that the number of people in front of the camp gate was increasing, the indigenous strong man seemed to have changed color a little. After measuring the strength of the two sides, he glared at Ivy, Yas and others fiercely, and waved his hand to evacuate.

"Wait, are you leaving so soon?"

Although the indigenous strong man of Yas did not understand what he said, it did not prevent him from feeling threatened. However, before he could react, he couldn't help screaming, and the palm of his right hand fell off.

Before everyone could even see clearly where Yas's dagger was taken out, they saw a fleeting afterimage. The palm of the indigenous strong man was cut off, and blood dripped from Yas's dagger blade, staring at the indigenous strong man with a smile on his face.

Both sides were stunned for a moment, and no one expected Yas to take action suddenly.

But the next moment, Ivy had only time to curse "crazy", and the battle between the two sides broke out in an instant!

"Swish..."

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The sharp arrows shot at the volley, and the gunshot suddenly sounded, and the battle between the two sides triggered in an instant. The indigenous people at close range, including the dozen strong indigenous men, were immediately swept into a hornet's nest by a large amount of firepower. However, the indigenous people hiding in the forest at a distance were always in a state of pulling their bows and losing their hands. When they found something was wrong, they immediately let go of their sharp arrows. As the largest indigenous tribe that maintained tradition on the entire island, Malossosuo dispatched almost all combat power this time. The volley of hundreds of indigenous people's bows was almost impossible to see in reality in modern society. However, on this island that is even unknown to the world, hundreds of sharp arrows suddenly shot!

Faced with the rain of arrows, Ivy rushed and pulled a pirate as a shield without hesitation. More than a dozen elite soldiers who had just returned from survival training were already familiar with Yas' temper and did not shoot at the first time, but immediately looked for cover after Yas took action.

Only the pirates present fired directly.

The price is undoubtedly huge. No matter how much you shoot, you can't kill all the natives in the forest. On the contrary, the oncoming rain of arrows never had the opportunity to hide. A few "puffs", almost everyone of the twenty pirates standing outside got a few arrows, but except for killing the vital part on the spot, more than a dozen people just screamed and would not die immediately.

but……

As long as you scratch your skin, you will be almost dead.

In ancient hunting, archers who had an arrow to kill prey with one arrow were only a few of them. When facing large preys, in addition to making traps, they rely on poison. After shooting the prey, relying on the venom applied to the arrow will slowly corrode the prey, and then track the traces and finally find the prey's corpse.

If the Malosso tribe had only bows and arrows, it would not be enough to make people feel afraid. It is because they had poison on the bows and arrows, and the highly poison secreted by the skin of the poisonous frogs on the island. As long as they wiped the skin, the neurotoxin could enter the blood and killed a person in just two or three minutes... There was no antidote to the poisonous frog, and it could be said that there was no cure.

That's how the pirates feel fearful.

As long as you get an arrow, no matter whether you hit the vital point or not, you will definitely die, and it is even more terrifying than being shot.

"ah……"

The pirates on the two posts fired a few times, and were shot by the natives in the forest with arrows and threw them down in fear.

"Quick, close the door."

These natives were too cunning. They basically hid in dense jungles and relied on big trees to seek cover. After the first round of volleys, they slapped in the cold and shot arrows. They did not foolishly avenge their companions and rushed forward to seek death.

Basically, the power of the bow and arrow was too small. Ivy glanced and knew that only seven or eight people died under the arrow on the spot, but at least more than 30 people were shot dead. This was just a group of pirates who were negligent in training and could only sweep them at close range. The power of modern thermal weapons can be seen.

There were still seventeen or eighteen pirates who were shot into the rest of the body by arrows, scratched, or hit the thighs, and there were still seventeen or eighteen people. These people were actually equivalent to death.
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