Seeing the confident Marian, Li Moyang had an idea.

Because of his unique shooting skills, Marian gained confidence, and it was time to strike while the iron was hot to deal with the unknown opponents who had set traps.

"His Royal Highness Prince Marian, I have an idea that can solve your weapon problem." Li Moyang threw out a big bait.

As expected, Marian became interested and his eyes shone: "Say it quickly, say it quickly."

Li Moyang briefly talked about his experience in coming to Africa, especially the experience of being raided on the other side of the mountain.

"Do you know whose territory that is?"

"I know that there is the territory of our mortal enemy, the Wattu tribe."

"That's where I suffered. The plane was shot down before it even landed. Then I rescued that brother and ran into the jungle until you caught me, haha."

"I understand, you were not shot down by the Wattu tribe. Their combat effectiveness is not as good as ours." Marian thought for a while and said.

Li Moyang was surprised: "If it's not them, who could it be?"

"Those people are also your mortal enemies, the Japanese people."

"Japanese people? Is it them?"

"Yes, Japanese people, I think in a few decades or hundreds of years, Japanese people will rule the entire black Africa."

Marion sighed worriedly.

"That's it. I understand." Li Moyang remained silent after speaking.

Li Moyang knew that Japanese people immigrated to Africa or settled in Africa in large numbers, but he did not expect it to be so serious as Marian said.

The immigration of the Japanese people originated from a worry of the Japanese people. They assumed that the Japanese country would suffer a major earthquake and the entire country would sink into the Pacific Ocean.

Therefore, after World War II, the Japanese began to immigrate overseas in a planned manner. The earliest tendency of the Japanese to immigrate was South America. The former President of Peru, Fujimori, is a descendant of mixed Japanese descent.

In addition, the Russian Far East is also an ideal choice, but Japanese people need to accept Russian control, and the Russians are also very xenophobic and will basically not accept Japanese people.

Even if the Russians accept it, it will be temporary, that is, they will use the Japanese to develop the economy of the Far East.

However, the Japanese people are not that stupid. Not only do they contribute to others, but they also rely on others and look at their faces. Therefore, the Russian Far East is not an ideal place.

For humanitarian reasons, China may also accept some Japanese immigrants. However, due to historical reasons, if too many Japanese immigrants immigrate to China, the Chinese people themselves will also develop resistance.

Then the most likely next step is for the Japanese to immigrate to the coastal countries of Africa with huge sums of money, so that they can complement each other economically and militarily. The Japanese will have a place to live, and the Africans will have food to eat.

Africa is currently the territory of many powerful countries in the world. North Africa was traditionally a colony of Britain and France. After World War II, the Americans used their military and economic advantages to intervene in Africa.

If the Japanese want to establish a foothold in Africa, it depends on whether the Americans agree and whether the Africans can think of it.

But now, according to Marian, the Japanese have gained a foothold in Africa and control some small tribes. This is a dangerous signal.

Africa is actually also the traditional control area of ​​China. The great man indeed played a big game of chess back then.

I don’t know if China’s top officials know about this matter. Li Moyang felt that it was necessary to use the opportunity of revenge to find out about this matter and then report it to the country.

"I'll take a few people to kill them and take the opportunity to get back some weapons and ammunition. What do you think?" Li Moyang made up his mind and also proposed conditions to Marian.

The fighting ability of Marian's men is average, but it is better than fighting alone, and these African warriors are also good guides.

"Okay, that's a stronghold of the Wattu tribe. The armed force is not very strong, but with the Japanese joining, it's hard to say. Will four hundred people be enough for you?"

Marian is very generous, and this guy also wants to use Li Moyang's skills to solve a problem around him.

Four hundred people? When he thought of the African warriors fighting like a festival, Li Moyang's head got bigger.

"Soldiers are more important than more. Here are twenty elite soldiers!" Li Moyang glanced at Clouded Leopard.

Marian said nothing. These elite guards were carefully selected by him to protect himself. With twenty people taken away at once, Marian was worried about his own safety.

"Okay, I'll give you ten people. Clouded Leopard will also go. I hope I can train my team this time. However, I would like to remind you, if you can fight, fight. If you can't fight, you still have to conserve your strength, haha."

"This is natural. Who knows that we were influenced by the guerrilla tactics of great men, haha."

Li Moyang joked, but he still complained in his heart. This old guy is really a good person and will not suffer any disadvantages. I wonder if other things will happen when working with him in the future.

The clouded leopard ordered nine warriors. When they heard that they were going to attack the Watu tribe village, these guys were not afraid. Instead, they danced and were as excited as if they were going to have a bonfire party.

Li Moyang was speechless, not knowing what the next action would be like.

After simply eating some cooked plant tubers and some cooked snake meat, which were his trophies, Li Moyang set off.

Li Moyang really had no appetite because the monkey's head had been boiled in that pot last night.

"Please take good care of my colleagues, thank you." After Li Moyang said to Marian, he followed the clouded leopard and set off.

After walking for a while, Li Moyang realized the difference between the Clouded Leopards and the black warriors.

These people are simply born jungle elves.

The Clouded Leopards and others were wearing ordinary Jiefang rubber shoes, made in China. The worn ones were just called shoes.

Li Moyang wears high-waisted jungle boots, which are stab-proof and very high-end. However, with such a professional style, if it weren't for Li Moyang's extraordinary physical strength, he would not be able to catch up with the Clouded Leopard team.

These guys kept chattering along the way, which failed to achieve the purpose of concealment. The only good thing was that Li Moyang had a conversation with Hui Ge, and with his language talent, he was able to start communicating with simple vocabulary.

Li Moyang asked: "Why are your names so strange? Your name is Gray Pigeon, and his name is Clouded Leopard?"

Gray Pigeon bared his white teeth and smiled. Li Moyang's amazing marksmanship made this guy admire Li Moyang very much.

Gray Pigeon said: "My Gray Pigeon means that I am a warrior. Birds generally describe warriors outside, and Clouded Leopard means that he can run very well."

"I see, that means you are born to be a warrior?" Li Moyang asked with a smile.

"Yes! I fight for my king." Gray Pigeon replied, which surprised Li Moyang.

"King? You mean Marion's father?"

"Yes, my father used to be the bodyguard of the old king. The king was killed by insidious people, and my father also died in the massacre. I want to avenge them."

Li Moyang was silent. The emotions on the African continent are so simple. It can be said that there is no belief. The feelings for relatives can determine their lifestyle.

That's why vendettas among tribes became so popular and even became world feuds.

The clouded leopard opened the way at the front of the team. They walked along a secret path. It was said to be a secret path, but there was no trace of a road. Maybe it used to be a small path, but the wild grass branches that grew wildly day and night in the African jungle changed these ordinary things.

The road that is not long is hidden deep.

The jungle machete in the hands of the clouded leopard played a huge role, and the team moved forward in a hurry without slowing down.

Li Moyang admired himself very much. In the dark night, in the unknown African jungle, he was able to break through to a safe area with a wounded man on his back. Although he was captured by Marian in the end, it was already a miracle.

The team's march was not slow at all. They walked over mountains and ridges for a long time. During the lunch break, the team simply ate some food. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Moyang finally saw the tribal village that he hated so much.

At this time, the sun on the African savannah was at its strongest. The sun was scorching. Even though he was still in the dense forest, Li Moyang couldn't help but cast a resentful look at the poisonous sun above his head.

Clouded Leopard stopped, put his index finger to his mouth, and made a "shush" motion. All the black soldiers immediately stopped. From this moment on, Li Moyang suddenly noticed something different.

This group of warriors were like a group of African jackals who discovered their prey and immediately entered a hunting state. Their energy and spirit suddenly changed. They held their AK automatic rifles in their hands and lay down behind the small slope, staring at the tribe in the distance with bright eyes.

Village.

Li Moyang secretly sighed, these guys really have a background in guerrilla fighting, they have been trained to do so, and they have some military qualities.

Li Moyang also lay down behind the soil slope and took a serious look at the tribal village that almost killed him for the first time. After jumping from the plane, he ran away. He had not carefully observed the tribe. Now that he saw it, the layout of the village was actually

Li Moyang was very surprised.

Like the Tutu tribe, the Wattu tribe is also dotted with cylindrical thatched houses with similar styles. However, there are four or five container mobile houses next to the thatched houses. The roofs are also shaped like round pointed straw hats and are painted with prairie camouflage colors.

, if you don’t look carefully, it’s not easy to spot these mobile houses.

There was a faint sound of vibrations from the working generator, which brought a sense of modernity to the Wattu tribe. Perhaps this is the stronghold of the Japanese people?

Li Moyang continued to observe while guessing. The sun was now fierce, and one or two people could occasionally be seen walking around in the tribe, and everything around him was very quiet.

He discovered another difference. This village of the Wattu tribe actually had a wire fence around it. It was very neat and painted with straw-yellow paint. You couldn't notice it unless you looked carefully.

There should be snipers. I wonder if they are also in the jungle now. Li Moyang cast his gaze into the distance.

In the distance was a bush, with a dozen African antelopes standing there, staring back and forth warily, but not far from them there was a group of little lions lying under an old tree to enjoy the shade, laughing and playing with each other from time to time, like

A group of big cats.

In front of them was a disemboweled antelope, which had been eaten away and only the fur was left. A lioness lay on the ground, staring at the antelope herd and the tribal village. She flicked her tail back and forth to drive away the antelopes that fell on her.

Blow fly.

Clouded Leopard turned to ask Li Moyang, interrupting Li Moyang's observation and scanning.
Chapter completed!