The winding mountain roads in the mountains were extremely muddy, and no one in the entire team made a sound, only the sound of "bah, bah" made by stepping on the muddy ground.
Zhang Wa, who was walking on the outermost side, listened to the footsteps in the silent mountains and glanced around. He was surprised to find that these footsteps came from the feet of his own action team members, while the surrounding tribesmen only had slight footsteps.
The sound of the ground.
He looked coldly and saw that most of these tribesmen wearing animal skin vests were short and well-proportioned. They were barefoot and walked on the muddy mountain road very briskly, making no sound at all.
Zhang Wa couldn't help but secretly sigh that she and others were still specially trained special forces, but walking on such a muddy mountain road was still inferior to the villagers who had lived in the mountains for generations.
The place where the clan leader lived was in the col at the foot of the mountain. Wan Lin could see from a distance that bright torches had been lit in the col. The torches extended from the col to the hillside where the group of people were traveling, forming a string of dancing lights in the night.
Bright and eye-catching.
From a distance, Wan Lin saw a round building built in the mountain col in the dancing firelight, like a huge castle standing in the mountain col. There were people inside, many of them holding torches.
Around the mountain col, only the side I was walking on was a gentle slope, while the other three sides were steep cliffs. At the foot of the mountain, there was the "rumbling" sound of torrents hitting the shore, and a rapid river was churning with langs, surging from the bottom of the hillside.
roared past.
Wan Lin observed as he walked, no wonder this tribe has survived here for hundreds of years. The place where they gathered is surrounded by cliffs on three sides and faces water on one side, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. For hunting people, this place is surrounded by mountains, rich in water and grass, and various
With all kinds of animals gathered here, it is indeed an excellent place to live.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, the turbulent river unfolded before everyone's eyes. The water channel was more than 20 meters wide, and langoustines were splashing in the water. A river of water lifted up huge langoustines and flew forward, and the langoustines slapped against the stone walls on the shore.
Make a huge noise.
Across the river stood a dozen strong men holding torches in one hand and automatic rifles in the other, their cold eyes shining in the firelight. A dense forest grew on the opposite bank of the river. Two thick vines were woven on the river.
The rope crosses the river, and wooden boards 50 to 60 centimeters long are arranged on it, forming a soft rope bridge over the rapid river. There are no handrails on both sides of the bridge, and the small bridge rises and falls amidst the waves.
Judging from the dangerous terrain, this is the only way to enter the manor, but the rapid river in front of the manor provides a natural protective barrier. This narrow pontoon is not only a passage to enter the customs, but it can also be cut off at any time in critical moments.
, to protect the clansmen inside.
Wan Lin's heart sank when he saw the terrain here. He knew that once he entered the manor, his group would be like birds in a cage, and it would be difficult to break out.
He turned around and looked around, and saw that the surroundings were densely packed with scimitar tribesmen who were eyeing them eagerly. He shook his head slightly, knowing that in this situation, it would be difficult to break out without paying huge casualties.
He gritted his teeth and thought to himself: Maybe there is a peaceful way to solve the problem after entering the manor. No matter how difficult this group of people is, they will not attack people like himself who have not harmed them indiscriminately, right? Just in case of a conflict.
, it’s still unclear who will win.
When the patriarch came to the river, he looked back at Wan Lin coldly, turned around and walked towards the swaying bridge. The sixty-year-old patriarch stepped firmly on the bridge and walked across the bridge step by step.
Follow the action team members standing by the bridge and looking at the other side.
Wan Lin watched the patriarch walking across the river coldly. He already knew in his heart that this old man was actually a martial arts master. He walked slowly on the undulating bridge, and his upper body did not waver. This showed that the patriarch's lower body was extremely stable.
Only those who have practiced martial arts can have such stable hand skills. The two bodyguards behind him walked across the pontoon together without moving their expressions.
It is relatively easy to walk fast on this violently swaying bridge. The slower you go, the more skill you need to have with your feet. Otherwise, it will be difficult to maintain balance on the narrow bridge.
When Wan Lin saw the patriarch walking across the bridge, he stood and looked back at them, with a mocking look on his face. He said coldly to Lao Liu, "Let's go." He held Lao Liu's arm tightly with his right hand and stood up to walk toward the bridge.
He walked away. He knew that with the Scimitar tribesmen surrounding him with force, he had to bite the bullet and pass by if he wanted to avoid the conflict.
At this time, Abu, who was killed by Xiaohua and Grandpa Wan Lin, grabbed Wan Lin and whispered, "I'll help you over!" Wan Lin shook his head, grabbed Lao Liu's arm and walked towards the bridge.
The old patriarch on the opposite side and the tribesmen on both sides looked closely at the two people walking towards them. The narrow bridge swayed violently from side to side on the turbulent river. Wan Lin held Old Liu's arm tightly and walked to the small bridge.
At the edge of the bridge, he stepped lightly on the edge of the wooden planks of the bridge deck, leaving most of the bridge deck to Lao Liu. He suddenly shouted softly: "Let's go!" He suddenly raised his feet and stepped lightly on the bridge deck like a cloud in the mist.
In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the middle of the river.
The river water under the bridge was churning violently, and splashes of langoustine surged at the soles of the two people's feet. Everyone's eyes were nervously watching the two people's feet.
In just an instant, Wan Lin grabbed Lao Liu and walked across the turbulent river as if his feet were not touching the bridge. The eyes of the old patriarch on the opposite side flashed, and Abu here let out a long breath, his face
A hint of smile appeared. He looked at his brother with a smile, as if to say: The descendants of the benefactor will definitely be the same!
Immediately afterwards, Hong Tao and Feng Dao, who were behind, stepped onto the narrow bridge deck at the same time. They looked straight ahead, their upper bodies straight, and they strode across the bridge deck...
Groups of team members walked across the bridge indifferently. At this time, the eyes of the old patriarch and the tribesmen surrounding both sides of the river were already showing surprise, and the scimitars and muzzles of the guns in their hands were unconsciously lowered.
Come down.
Except for their own tribe, they have never seen anyone walking carelessly on such a narrow soft bridge. Warriors, these are all warriors! For a brave nation that advocates toughness, nothing can make them admire, only warriors can
Let them admire and convince them.
In the dim night, they had not noticed that there was a group of young female soldiers in the team that had just crossed the river, otherwise they would have been even more shocked.
They didn't know that this test was really a piece of cake for these specially trained team members. Not even a rope, let alone such an undulating small wooden bridge, would stop them.
The cold expression was gone from the old patriarch's eyes, but there was a hint of doubt. He had never seen such a soldier before.