Chapter seven hundred and sixty fourth generous gift
The old patriarch shouted, and kowtowed three more times while lying on the ground. All the people in the tribe knelt down with the old patriarch, kowtowing and praying something in their mouths.
At this time, Chengru had led the commandos to concentrate the enemy's weapons on the river bank. More than 300 enemy weapons and ammunition were piled in the open space on the bank, like a hill.
Chengru walked to Wan Lin and whispered: "Our people have replenished their ammunition, what should we do with these weapons?" They all carry famous weapons that are widely used in the world, and they can naturally find them from the enemy. Ammunition consumed by oneself.
Wan Lin took a look at the weapons pile and saw that it was filled with various types of automatic rifles, as well as several intact light and heavy machine guns and several rocket launchers. Then he turned to look at the team members and saw the team members who were going out to practice. , the others were sitting on the ground to rest, their chests heaving violently.
He knew that everyone's physical exertion was too great. Close combat was already extremely consuming. Moreover, it was a life and death fight just now. Everyone had exerted all their strength. Now they were all sitting on the ground trying to regulate their breathing.
Wan Lin turned back to look at the old patriarch and the others who were still kneeling on the ground, and saw that each of them was looking at the pile of weapons with shining eyes. Wan Lin understood that after this cruel battle, they already knew that with superb martial arts alone, It is not enough to defend your homeland. You must have these modern weapons to resist external bullying.
Wan Lin stretched out his hand to lift the old patriarch up, pointed at the tall pile of weapons and said, "I'll leave these to you. What." The old patriarch was stunned, and he shook his head vigorously.
The two elders behind him were also stunned. Ahu, Abao and Abu all stood up suddenly, with disbelief flashing in their eyes. In their minds, these were huge wealth. This was It's a treasure that they can't even exchange for gems.
According to the rules of their ancient tribe, the trophies should belong to the victors. Moreover, these people followed the Leopard God and risked their lives to save the entire tribe when the tribe was in danger. This is already a great gift. These trophies should have belonged to the victors. They own it, and it is only right that their tribe should offer sacrifices to these gods and generals.
These hundreds of weapons of various colors are indeed a huge wealth. The Scimitar Tribe dug up so many gems and spent a lot of effort to exchange them for a hundred dollars from the arms dealer through a middleman. There are many automatic rifles. The old patriarch and the others know the value of these many weapons in front of them.
In fact, they are in a semi-primitive state and do not know the true value of gems or the real situation of the arms market. They do not have their own arms supply channels. They all entrust middlemen to conduct transactions, and they do not know how much they have been cheated by others in the process. Woolen cloth.
Wan Lin didn't understand what the old patriarch said, but when he saw their shocked expressions until they had doubts, he nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, these are all left to you. You find a few people, and I will let my "I'll teach you how to use and maintain it." Abu Xingyi on the side translated Wan Lin's words.
To be honest, when Wan Lin saw how tenacious this tribe was and suffered such heavy casualties in the battle, he suddenly felt a sense of compassion in his heart.
After listening to Abu's loud translation, the old patriarch smiled with all the wrinkles on his face. The slightly injured scimitar warriors around him cheered and stood up. They all ran to the weapons pile and grabbed a machine gun they had never seen before. They happily played with grenades and rocket launchers, scaring the surrounding operational team members and shouting for them to put them down.
It's so scary. If any tribesman accidentally detonates a grenade, wouldn't this huge pile of weapons and ammunition become a powder keg? All the people present will fly into the sky.
At this time, tears finally fell from the weather-beaten face of the old patriarch. He grabbed Wan Lin's hand and said with sobs: "Thank you Leopard God, thank heaven, you finally want to save your people."
The old patriarch and the others knew in their hearts that this was not only a fortune for them, it was also giving them the lives of scimitar warriors, and it was also giving them the capital to defend their home and country. With these things, they would not be afraid. anyone.
As the old patriarch said, he turned around and saw two leopards squatting in front of the injured leopard, staring closely at Xiaoya, who was performing surgery on the leopard.
The old patriarch let go of Wan Lin's hand, turned around and walked to the two leopards. He knelt down on the grass with a "pop" sound and kowtowed three times to the two leopards. In his mind, it was the Leopard God who gave him the gift. All this for them.
The two leopards were nervously watching Xiaoya perform an operation on the leopard. The sudden move of the old patriarch shocked Xiaohua and Xiaobai. They looked up and saw the old patriarch kneeling piously in front of them. They quickly bared their teeth and shook their heads. Taili lowered his head and stared at the movements of Xiaoya's hands...
At this time, Xiaoya had taken out three bullets from the leopard and was suturing the wounds.
Just now, when she was dragged by Xiaohua and Xiaobai to the golden leopard with her trouser legs in her mouth, the golden leopard lying on the ground was looking at her with two big, lifeless eyes, filled with a strong desire for survival. Hope.
Xiaoya knelt down and gently stroked the leopard's head, then looked at Xiaohua. She was afraid that when she checked the injury of the huge leopard, the severe pain would cause the ferocious leopard to fight back.
Xiaohua and Xiaobai immediately understood the meaning conveyed in Xiaoya's eyes, gave a low roar, ran to the leopard, and held down one of the leopard's front legs respectively. The leopard seemed to understand what Xiaohua and the others meant, and meekly I closed my eyes for a moment.
Xiaoya quickly checked the leopard's wound and saw blood dripping from the left side of the chest. The surrounding fur had burnt marks. It was a gunshot wound. Xiaoya's brows raised slightly. This leopard was shot by a bullet. Shot into vital parts.
Xiaoya hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to save this huge leopard. She was not a veterinarian, so she didn't know if she could save this ferocious leopard. She turned her head and glanced at the two leopards, and saw that they were looking forward to each other. He looked at himself, and the leopard's eyes were also full of longing.
Xiaoya shook her head gently. She could not refuse the request of the two leopards. She turned around and called Lingling over. She opened the first aid kit and took out a pair of medical rubber gloves to put on for surgery. But she looked at the huge body of the leopard in front of her and the situation. In a semi-conscious state, he hesitated.
The amount of anesthetic she carries with her is very small and she dare not use it lightly. If a team member is injured in the battle later, it will be used to save lives. Moreover, the leopard is huge. If it is used, it will require at least four or five adults' anesthetic. Quantity makes the difference.