Ming used a telescope to observe the high ground west of the Wildmen's village for a while, Zheng whispered: "Send two people and Naru to go back along the bamboo raft by the river, and call on the camp's men to pick us up."

"Boss, it's not too late to let them go back after destroying this village!" Tan Zheng asked in confusion.

"No." Wu Ming firmly denied: "This is different from other enemies. You forget Na Lu's feelings. We cannot leave a shadow in his heart. Even if it is possible, you must eliminate it. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Tan Zheng nodded, turned around and greeted the two team members, and gave me some advice.

"Na Lu." Wu Ming reached out and called Na Lu over, gestured and finally let Na Lu understand what he meant.

At first, Na Lu shook his head quickly and didn't want to leave. Wu Ming coaxed and deceived him, and then hung Tan Zheng's telescope around Na Lu's neck, which was considered to have achieved his goal.

Wu Ming arranged four team members with good shooting skills at the entrance of the village and equipped them with a submachine gun. He repeatedly told the savages not to escape. He led the other team members into three five-person groups and sneaked towards the savages' village in three directions.

There seemed to be some sacrificial activities in the savage village. Everyone was gathered in the open space in the middle of the village, jumping around a fire, leading the thin man with long hair scattered and strange patterns on his face. He was dancing a strange dance. While he was dancing, he raised his knife to chop and murmured spells. Others were gongs and drums whispering. Some men around the skin also held their swords in their hands, and they danced while hitting each other with swords. The long swords collided with each other to make a crisp metal sound.

According to Wu Ming's observation, this group of 80 savages knew how to use fire and farm. Although most of them were covered with animal skins, a few were wearing linen clothes. It seemed that they had contact with the outside world, which can be seen from the long metal swords held by some strong men. There were many thatched houses in this village, but what surprised him was that there were actually several houses built on big trees.

Unfortunately, they angered Wu Ming. They should have been peaceful, but now they are facing the danger of destroying the village. Don’t die. In order for the Expeditionary Force to retreat safely, Wu Ming cannot tolerate their harassment and attacks. If he destroys the village, he should be able to obtain a lot of food and livestock. This is exactly what the Expeditionary Force needs most at this time, and Li Fang’s affairs gave Wu Ming and the Rangers a good excuse.

Taking advantage of the fact that the wild people were concentrated in the open space, Wu Ming and others successfully entered the village. They occupied a favorable position and surrounded the group of wild people who were caring.

As they were getting closer, Wu Ming found that there were a few people tied to the tree in the middle of the village. Looking at their tattered clothes, they should be wounded soldiers of the expeditionary army who were left behind, all of them drooping their heads in a slump.

As the leader's long-haired man roared, the wild people calmed down and turned their eyes to the expeditionary soldiers tied to the trees.

Several savage women with naked upper bodies twisted their waists and came to the tree. They laughed in unison at the captured expeditionary soldiers. Several men with long swords were staring at each other with their eyes and looking carefully. The posture seemed to be ready to cut off at any time, and I don’t know what the hell was doing.

A gunshot was heard. The man who led the dancing fell on his back and fell into the fire behind him, splashing countless sparks.

With Wu Ming's fire, the incoming Rangers began to attack from three sides, grenades, submachine guns, rifles, pistols, and various weapons were fired fiercely at the scene.

The savages suddenly encountered the attack were stunned and ran around with terrifying screams. They were constantly hit by bullets and shrapnel, screams and strange screams resounded throughout the village.

Wu Ming hid in a tree house, quickly pulled the bolt, pushed the bullet, loaded, and shot. He aimed at the strong and agile male savages, knocking them to the ground one by one without any mercy.

The members of the Rangers who had received Wu Ming's order to destroy the village were shot wildly, and at the same time, they threw out grenades. With the rumbling explosion, the village was full of flesh and blood. This was a thrilling massacre. The wild people were beaten to death by too many hot weapons than them without any preparation. The savages who were lucky enough to die were running, jumping, falling, jumping up and howling, running wildly like crazy, rushing out a few steps and being hit again.

None of the wild people rushing towards the gate of the village ran out. A submachine gun spewed out a long tongue of flames, and a few grenades emitting blue smoke hit the head and faced them, killing them in disarray.

As the savages hit the wall everywhere, fewer and fewer people were alive, and the screams became lighter and lighter, until they turned into wail.

The gunshots and explosions gradually weakened and became silent. The commanding heights continued to monitor the village. The other team members held bayonets and began to fumble through the house to escape and the undead savages. Scattered gunshots and screams came from time to time.

Wu Ming held his gun and walked slowly towards the empty space in the village. The fire was still burning with crackling sounds, and the flames made his face light and dark, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.

There was a savage woman with a shot in the belly under her feet, lying on her back, moaning and twisting, her eyes staring at Wu Ming as she was burning.

Wu Ming had no expression on his face, slowly raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at her head.

With a "huh!", a ball of black stuff suddenly threw over from the tree house not far away and smashed it at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming raised his gun with both hands and suddenly parried out. The moment the gun rod came into contact with this thing, he felt something was wrong. The thing was soft and long, as if it was stuck to the rifle like life, and a fishy smell came to his face.

Wu Ming quickly threw the gun, tilted his head, and hid to the side.

"Big Snake!" The team members behind Wu Ming exclaimed, "Bang!" was a shot.

Wu Ming quickly stepped back, pulled out his pistol from his waist with one hand, and held the hilt of the knife with the other hand. On the ground was a python as thick as a bowl, and swam quickly with his body squirming.
Chapter completed!