Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

Going further, I started seeing dead bodies.

Without exception, they all entered here with me before, the corpses of those team members, each of them was scorched black by the fire, distorted, and their death conditions were extremely terrifying.

With just one glance, one can't help but think of their painful appearance before death.

And in the originally thin air, there was also a breath of death.

I thought: If I hadn't reacted quickly at that time, I am afraid that I am the only one who is still alive here...

I took the lead and walked in the forefront.

Played [-] points of vigilance, always observing the surrounding caves.

The team members behind me are all men who have undergone high-intensity training, and even they, staying in such a low-oxygen environment for a long time is not enough, let alone the aborigines.

Their physiques are taller than ordinary people.

Similarly, the oxygen consumption is more than double that of ordinary people...

Such an environment is actually more uncomfortable for them, so before I decided to take this path, I already expected that we probably would not encounter the ambush of those aborigines.

Of course.

After all, guesses are guesses. Before field verification, all guesses are just unrealistic fantasies.

I had no idea.

That's why I decided to bite the bullet and try the water at the forefront, but now it seems that my guess should be correct.

I have been walking for so long, and I have not seen any traces of the aborigines on the island.

"Shh."

I led the team members to move forward until the height of the front end of the tunnel became lower and lower. In the end, it was impossible for people to pass through, so I led the team members to stop.

I turned around and made a silent gesture to them.

"There is no road ahead, so, next, I plan to go into the small tunnels on the cave wall and try..."

"Isn't this courting death?"

Before I finished speaking, someone answered me with a trembling voice.

And this sentence also expressed the aspirations of the other team members. Many people looked at me with suspicion, and what's more, they already had the intention of retreating.

"We are not the aborigines, and we don't know much about the environment here. Who knows what kind of things are hidden in the tunnel that only allows one person to pass through? If we encounter an ambush there, we may not even have a way out. ?”

I couldn't help laughing when I heard what one of the team members said: "Isn't this the right condition for us?"

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the team members.

I shook my head.

These people have been frightened by the aborigines on the island. It's funny to say that they are all formally organized, with weapons that are several times higher than the aborigines' level of technology, and solid soldiers!

It's too embarrassing to be beaten like this...

"In that environment, we really have no way out, but at the same time, they have no way out either. The brave wins when they meet in a narrow way."

I slowly explained: "Before, we lost one after another because we were caught off guard."

"But in that environment, you're all armed with guns."

"Can't you fight?"

"I can't, you are all a bunch of idiots, right? Holding a gun, face to face, without being attacked by surprise, you can't beat a primitive man with a bow and arrow?"

"fart!"

As soon as I finished speaking, some people were not happy.

Other than a few grumpy ones, there were more or less opinions about what I just said, but that's exactly what I wanted to see.

In a hypoxic environment, they had no fighting spirit.

This way, they are no different from the living dead. The only thing that can keep them standing until now is the unquenched desire to survive in their hearts.

But it is unrealistic to let them rely on their desire to survive and follow me.

So, I have to find a way to stimulate them.

The easiest way is to insult them a few words, although it will make them feel uncomfortable with me, but even this kind of anger is enough to make them regain a little strength.

"Then follow me."

After finishing speaking, I didn't chat with them, turned around, and went into a tunnel on the wall of the cave closest to me.

The tunnel is only 1.5 meters high and only a little over a meter wide.

It was barely enough for an adult man to come in and out with a bowed body. As soon as I came in, I had a good look at the environment inside the tunnel. In fact, this environment is too restrictive for me, and I can't exert my physical ability at all. fighting power.

Can only rely on weapons.

firearms.

The team members followed me one by one, and I was at the front, walking slowly along the winding cave.

I try to slow down and not make any noise here.

I am afraid that because of a little accident, a large number of aborigines will be attracted...

Here, it is not as wide and wide as the big tunnel outside. If the aborigines attack here again, everyone in this team will be burned to mummies...

Time passed little by little.

And the distance we are advancing in the tunnel is also slowly getting longer. To my surprise, the length of this tunnel is a bit unexpected. Although our advancing speed is very slow, until now, at least it has passed It's half an o'clock.

Not to mention, there is still a distance of 500 meters.

But until now, I still haven't seen any hope of getting out...

I continued to walk forward patiently. When passing a turn, my intuition made me unconsciously vigilant, and the steps under my feet became lighter, and I moved towards the turn bit by bit.

However, the moment I turned the corner.

Four eyes facing each other.

Standing in front of me was an almost naked aborigine, an adult male, with a large area of ​​red pupil-colored skin exposed, and only a circle of animal skin around his waist to cover important places, his face Unknown paint is also used on the top to paint patterns that look like beasts.

Seeing me, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The expression on his face became distorted, and a low voice came out of his throat, and the bow and arrow in his hand were pulled away immediately.

I have also lived on this island for a long time. Although I cannot say that I am proficient in the local language, I can generally understand it.

Translated from what the aborigine said just now, it probably means: the evil invader.

indeed.

For them who have lived on this island for generations, any outsider, including me, is the embodiment of evil.