The hunter turned his head and looked at the several corpses on the ground. One of them nodded and said: "I know, they are the arms dealer's men. Since you killed the drug lord Ao Kun, there have been a lot fewer drug dealers and soldiers in this area. Now there are These arms dealers often hang out here. We often see them when hunting in the mountains, but usually we stay away from them when we see them."
Wan Lin's heart moved, and he immediately asked: "Do you know where they are stationed? Yes, they are in the woods in the distance," the hunter raised his finger and pointed into the distance and said quickly.
Wan Lin smiled and thought to himself: These hunters are the real masters of this mountain forest. They know everything in the mountain. People who make a living by hunting have to rush around in the mountains every day to make a living. Any disturbance in the mountains will not matter. How can you avoid the eyes of these hunters?
Wan Lin looked at the two hunters with joy and saw them looking greedily at several assault rifles on the ground. He quickly smiled and said: "I'll give you these guns. If you have nothing to do, take us with you." Let's go around the forest, we want to find where these people are stationed."
The two hunters were overjoyed when they heard the words. They agreed repeatedly. They bent down and picked up a few of the bullets on the ground and carried them on their shoulders. Then they squatted down and took off the bullet bag from the corpse and slung it over their shoulders. Without hesitation, he reached out and took off the camouflage uniform from the corpse.
Wan Lin quickly turned his head and glanced at Lingling and Wen Meng, and saw that their faces were red and they were covering their mouths and turning their faces to one side. Zhang Wa beside him also grinned.
He quickly pulled the two hunters up and said with a smile: "Forget it, don't ask for the clothes, they are all stained with blood." They all remembered the scene of white corpses all over the mountains that they saw last time.
That time, their commando team worked together with the Scimitar Warriors to annihilate the Black Hawk and Yamaguchi mercenary groups in the mountains. In order to obtain trophies, these Scimitar Warriors stripped all the enemy's corpses naked.
The two hunters straightened up and glanced at the people beside them, and then noticed that Lingling and Wen Meng, who were wearing helmets, were two women. They glanced at the blood-stained camouflage uniforms on the enemy again with some regret. He said: "Forget it, it's a pity."
At this time, Zhang Wa had already pulled out the engineering shovel to dig a hole in the grass. Wen Meng and Lingling also took out the engineering shovel from their bodies. Seeing this, the two hunters quickly walked over and grabbed the engineering shovel from Lingling and Lingling. So he and Zhang Wa dug a big deep pit, threw several enemy corpses into it, and then filled it back with the floating soil.
Zhang Wa, Wen Meng, and Lingling then pulled out some grass nests from the side and disguised the location of the pit. They straightened up and looked at the two hunters and nodded in thanks.
Wan Lin smiled and looked at the two hunters carrying the enemy's assault rifles on their backs, and said with a smile: "Didn't you capture a lot of weapons last time? Why didn't you bring them with you when you came out? It was so dangerous just now."
A hunter replied: "Our old patriarch said that we are hunters, and we should use our ancestral scimitars and bows and arrows when hunting. This is a tradition left by our ancestors and must not be thrown away. Those guns are only for defending our homeland and dealing with bad guys. We are not allowed to take it out when using it."
Wan Lin and others looked at each other, and they all understood the good intentions of the old patriarch. If a hunting tribe wants to survive in the mountains divided by various forces, the most fundamental thing is to ensure its own way of life.
If every hunter hunts in the mountains with modern guns, I am afraid that their tribe will no longer be called the Scimitar Tribe. Each of the tough scimitar warriors will most likely lose their simplicity and original survival. At the same time, when they hunt in the mountains with guns, they are likely to provoke various local forces around them and bring death to their entire Scimitar tribe.
If the arms dealers had seen them holding guns just now, they would probably have fired when they came up, and they would never have left time for them to rescue the two hunters.
Wan Lin couldn't help but secretly admire the wisdom of the old patriarch. He smiled and said: "Then leave one of you to help us lead the way."
The two hunters looked at each other excitedly and said repeatedly: "No problem, no problem." The older hunter then said to his companion: "Just lead the way and I will go alone. You take the weapons and prey back."
Another hunter looked up at Wan Lin and seemed to want to follow Wan Lin and the others. Wan Lin smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "It's enough if one person leads the way. You can take the captured weapons and prey back first. We will visit you when the time comes."
The hunter next to him quickly took off two assault rifles from his body and handed them to his companion. Then he lifted two blue sheep and put them on his companion's shoulders. He said something else in the local language, and then turned around and picked up the remaining rifles in his hand. The assault rifle pointed at Wan Lin and asked: "Then let's leave now,"
Wan Lin and others looked at the young hunter and laughed. He was carrying four assault rifles on his back and two prey weighing tens of kilograms on his shoulders. There was a bullet belt densely tied around his waist. He was holding the prey on his shoulder with his left hand. He was holding an assault rifle in his right hand, and the weight on his whole body was estimated to be more than a hundred kilograms. Lingling asked worriedly: "You are carrying so many things, can you still walk back?"
The young hunter opened his big mouth to reveal two rows of yellowish teeth, and said sheepishly: "Hey hey hey, no problem, I don't dare to pull down such a good thing." After saying that, he bent down to say goodbye to a few people. A few The man quickly supported him and urged him to leave with a smile.
Several people laughed as they watched the young hunter stagger away carrying heavy objects on his back. Wan Lin then turned back to another hunter beside him and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's go." The hunter grinned honestly. Suddenly, he suddenly lifted the assault rifle in his hand, raised his feet and walked forward.
Wanlin and others looked at each other and knew that the hunter left a gun to help them in the war. Looking at the hunter's strong back, they felt a warm feeling in their hearts and raised their feet to follow. The guide walked towards the mountains.
With a hunter who was familiar with the roads in the mountains as a guide, Wan Lin and the others moved significantly faster. Five days later, the group finally arrived near the forest where the arms dealer was located in the evening.
At this time, the hunter stopped in the mountains ahead, turned around and said to Wan Lin: "Twenty miles further, you can often see people with guns. We hunters generally don't dare to go any further when we get here. Come forward".
Wan Lin looked at the surrounding terrain and found that the terrain here was already a hilly area. The rolling hills were full of bushes and thorns. Thick trees grew sporadically in the mountains. A high and low tower could be faintly seen in the distance. The undulating mountains seem to form a natural barrier between the mountains, winding up and down on both sides.