In this way, the witnesses set off with five combat teams.

Since this mission is to bring back fifty diplomats and at the same time investigate the incident, separate operations are required.

Team No. 5 established a contact point and fire network two kilometers away from the forest and plains, ready to support at any time.

From here, the troops divided into two groups.

Team 4 went to the conflict flashpoint two kilometers away to investigate.

Zhang Tianyan led the remaining three teams and walked in a straight line across the forest, heading straight to the land of the Mila tribe.

"Team No. 3 is on standby to establish a second connection point. Team No. 1 and No. 2 continue to advance." Zhang Tianyan commanded while clearing the way ahead, while other members of the witnesses were already scattered around the team.

[Team No. 4 has arrived at the target point...] The voice of Team No. 4 came from the channel.

Zhang Tianyan immediately said: "Connect the real-time communication."

【yes!】

Then the signal was connected, and through the personal terminal, you could see the miserable scene.

"Is there anyone alive?" Zhang Tianyan asked.

[Nothing...even few that are complete...] The deep voice of the member of Team 4 came from over there.

Zhang Tianyan was silent for a moment after hearing this, and said: "Take photos and save the traces of the scene, and then continue to investigate along the traces. If you find anything, report it as soon as possible. At the same time, pay attention to concealment, and evacuate immediately if there is danger."

【yes!】

Zhang Tianyan then continued to advance with Team No. 1 and Team No. 2.

Everyone was moving very fast. After advancing in a straight line for dozens of kilometers, they pushed aside a patch of grass and Zhang Tianyan immediately raised his hand.

All combat team members immediately alerted the surrounding area.

Zhang Tianyan walked forward, with Liao Jie following behind him.

Zhang Tianyan's nose twitched slightly: "The smell of blood..."

Zhang Tianyan kept pushing aside the dense grass and walked forward, and the smell of blood pouring into his nostrils became stronger and stronger.

Finally, the dense grass was completely cleared.

Zhang Tianyan also saw it.

That is not the land of the Mila tribe, but an outpost on the outskirts of the tribe. It is used by the Mila tribe to detect and discover wild animals, and is also used to transport prey.

But at this time, the several sentry towers on the giant trees and the simple buildings on the ground were already broken.

More than a dozen mutilated corpses lay scattered on the ground.

There was even a headless corpse, pierced by several huge arrows.

But she did not fall, but just stood there.

More than a dozen heads were piled in the center of the pile of corpses. Reluctance and anger were solidified on their faces, as if they had been fighting until they died.

There was no expression on Zhang Tianyan's face, but his eyes flickered constantly.

He knew that this was a war.

It is a war belonging to another world.

This is an intimidation tactic.

Stack the enemy's heads to intimidate the enemy and lower their morale.

He has heard and seen this method before.

I have seen it happen among the indigenous tribes in South Africa. When some tribes have conflicts that cannot be covered by the law, the most primitive and bloody scenes will occur.

I heard it, it was the older generation talking about the massacre that shocked the world eighty-four years ago!

Three hundred thousand compatriots were stained with blood!

The beasts cut off their heads, hung them high, arranged them, or piled them up in an attempt to frighten the warriors.

But what they get in exchange will only be angry charges and bloody lessons!

The scene before me is a microcosm!

At this moment, the alarm bell sounded in Zhang Tianyan's mind.

His fists clenched tighter and tighter.

We must never... we must not let such a thing happen again in the land of China!

He knelt down on one knee and lowered his head towards the corpses.

Today, we testify that... you will not die meaninglessly, and your will will be inherited by all things in the world.

Your tragedy will never happen again.

In the future, you will witness!

The next moment, he stood up and said in a calm but bone-chilling voice: "Witnesses listen to the order and change their position..."

"Hunter!"

…

Milie pushed the boulder with all his strength and blocked the final entrance, leaving only a small gap.

The moment the entrance to the cave was blocked, the interior of the cave became pitch black.

Milie turned around and sat down slowly against the boulder, breathing heavily, and blood was oozing from the wound on his thigh.

But she did not bandage her wound immediately, but looked into the cave.

The cave is not spacious, but it is densely packed with people.

Among them, twenty-eight are Chinese, and the remaining dozens are children of the Mila tribe.

The children's faces were full of fear. They huddled together in the corner, and faint sounds of sobbing could be heard.

Of the twenty-eight Chinese, twenty-five were wearing single clothes and white coats, and only three were fully armed soldiers.

But at this moment, their faces were full of dejection, and their bodies were more or less injured. One of the soldiers had a huge wound on his waist. If it weren't for the stretched combat uniform, his internal organs would probably fall out.

Of course, it is impossible for all fifty people to be helpless diplomats.

Ten are researchers, ten are specialized diplomats, five are teachers and personnel who are proficient in Chinese culture, and the remaining twenty-five are all military personnel.

But at this time...the twenty-two soldiers have never come back.

"Lao Zhang, hold on! Support will be sent over there soon!" A young soldier looked at the older injured soldier with red eyes.

"Don't make it look like I'm about to die. The next two I'll tear you apart with your hands!" The older soldier waved his hands and said, but his pale face and the blood spilling from his abdomen showed his current state, not his mouth.

It's so good as mentioned above.

The older warrior obviously knew this, but he couldn't show pessimism.

Milie looked at them with admiration in his eyes.

When the enemy's cavalry arrived, these short aliens not only did not escape immediately, but instead went to protect those of the same race who had no fighting ability and their children.

If it weren't for the purpose of covering their evacuation, they wouldn't have been able to escape and hide here if the more than 20 soldiers took the initiative to stay behind.

Looking at the wound on the soldier's abdomen, Milie quickly stood up, groped in the dark hole, and finally found several burlap bags.

It contains a lot of food and some herbs.

This place was originally a refuge for the clan, in order to preserve fire when the clan was in danger, so it was equipped with some supplies.

But Milie didn't expect to use it so quickly.

She found the herbs used to stop the bleeding, then came to the soldier, pointed at the herbs, and said in non-standard Chinese: "Bite...doesn't...bleed..."

She spoke laboriously and gestured, pointing at the soldier's wounds.

The soldiers quickly understood what she meant.

"Thank you!" The young warrior took the herb and chewed it in his mouth.

The extreme bitterness made him hesitate, but he still chewed the herbs and applied it to the wounds of the injured warriors.

The effect of the herbal medicine is very good, and the bleeding stopped not long after I applied it.

But the stimulation was also very obvious. The intense pain hit, making the injured soldier's legs straighten and his whole body trembling.

But he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

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Chapter completed!