Special Forces Survival in the Wild Continent

Chapter 4

Lu Kang took a few gulps of the water brought back by Morus in his mouth, and he just wanted to take a shower. When he saw the clear water in the pot, he immediately felt thirsty. It rushed up, and he took four or five mouthfuls before stopping, smacking his lips, feeling the sweet taste of clear water still lingering in his mouth.

It's a waste of water to wash his face.

While Lu Kang was thinking this way, his hands didn't stop moving. His muddy face, which could no longer be seen to be camouflage makeup, finally returned to its original appearance after thorough washing. The water in the basin turned a dirty brown. black.

Molus glanced at Lu Kang, who seemed to be a different person, his eyes flickered, and now he looked more delicate and weak, just like all high priests.

Morus, who advocated the supremacy of power, did not have any special awe and reverence for the high priest who talked about gods and gods. Lu Kang's face made Morus lower his score in his heart.

Maybe this little boy couldn't even look after his house before he became the high priest.

A pig can knock him over.

——Pippi pig is the most easily domesticated meat animal among all wild animals. It is of medium size, not as big as a pike dog.It's just that they like to scurry around, the hunter's fence can't always surround them, and they need to repair and strengthen the fence from time to time.The gates of many hunters' houses were opened by those Pippi pigs who were kept in captivity.

Seeing Molus staring at him as if stunned, Lu Kang grinned his small white teeth. Was it because he was stunned by his brother's beauty?

"Don't walk around casually these few days. I will report to the patriarch when you recover from your injury and let you become my subordinate." Morus said.The affiliation of the first gold hunter of the Dals tribe gave a bad face in this way. It is estimated that those admirers who are reverent will be disappointed.

Lu Kang: ...? ? ?

Affiliated?Doesn't sound like a good job, like an assistant coolie...

Lu Kang scratched his hair, and when his life was saved, he immediately forcibly made a sexual agreement without even discussing it. Isn't that too...casual?

He pondered over his words, trying to find an excuse for himself, "Morus, I have a family, I have to go back..."

Morus frowned, "Are you from another tribe?"

"What? No, of course not." Lu Kang quickly waved his hands, "I'm here for an adventure in the jungle, and my home is outside the jungle."

"The jungle is still outside the jungle." Morus stared at Lu Kang, his gray eyes flashed suspicious vigilance, if the man in front of him was from another tribe, then Morus would hand him over to the patriarch no matter what .

"No, no, there is a wider world outside the jungle. I can show you." Lu Kang was very keenly aware of the change in the man's attitude. He tried his best to make himself look as sincere and loyal as a big golden retriever. He looked straight at Molus without avoiding or hiding, and stared at him.

Molus and Lu Kang looked at each other for a few seconds, and he pursed his lips, "Then when you regain your mobility, prove to me what you said."

Lu Kang heaved a sigh of relief and nodded again and again. He originally thought that maybe there was no room for him to bargain. After all, from the information he got, the Dals tribe's attitude towards all foreign invaders had no room for change. In this way, he would rather be a subordinate, and die rather than live, and one day he can escape.

Molus stayed at home for the next time, and Lu Kang felt that he was being watched, and he believed that this was not his illusion.

Lu Kang prayed in his heart that his gunshot wound would heal soon, so that he could prove to men that in addition to the tribal civilization in the narrow cognition of men, this world also has modern urban civilization.

Outside the primeval jungle, there is an even more dazzling steel jungle.

Lu Kang roughly estimated his recovery speed in the past, and it would take at least a month for him to regain his ability to move. Estimated results—but the fact is that in less than a week, he was fully able to stand upright and walk to the river to take a bath.

Such a recovery speed made Lu Kang himself a little unbelievable.

A week ago, he was still dying in the jungle, and he probably wouldn't even be able to survive the sunrise of the next day, but a week later, he was alive and well again!

Lu Kang dared to guarantee that if his teammate knew that the missed shot would only make him a sick cat for a week, he believed that even at the risk of being discovered by the sentry of the Dals tribe, that person would make up for it again. one shot.

——At that time, both Lu Kang himself and his teammates were convinced that even if the shot was missed, the bullet that hit the liver was enough to kill Lu Kang in a place like the jungle.

Seeing Lu Kang's recovery speed, Molus became more convinced of his own judgment. Only the stone regarded as the light of hope by the Dals tribe could create such a miracle.

"Go and see where I live?" Lu Kang quickly suggested to Morus after regaining his ability to move.

"How long will it take to walk there?" Molus didn't agree immediately, he looked at Lu Kang and asked.The winter here is coming soon, and no hunter would be willing to go out in the winter in the Ensk Forest—unless the food at home can no longer support it.

"Three days and three nights." Lu Kang recalled their route into the jungle, and gave an answer according to his own pace.

Molus nodded. It took nearly seven days to go back and forth, so they should be able to return to the tribe before the first snow fell.

"Let's go now." Molus said, "But you can't appear in my tribe like this." He pointed to the combat boots on Lu Kang's feet, compared with Molus's feet which were only covered with a layer of animal skin , too conspicuous.As for the more conspicuous camouflage uniform on Lu Kang's body, Molus threw it into the yard as early as the third day of living here.

Lu Kang took the animal skin from Morus, wrapped it around his waist to cover the key parts, and then took off the boots and gave them to Morus—don't think he didn't notice the man's behavior these days. His eyes always fall on his pair of windy combat boots from time to time, with rubber soles and stab-proof steel plates. This native must be stunned——Lu Kang thought happily in his heart, how considerate and friendly he is. Be considerate, leave the combat boots as a gift.

Morus: ...