The strongest soldier

After eating some breakfast, the hunting warriors of the tribe gathered into two teams. The strong middle-aged man considered that the tribe needed people to protect him and it was not suitable to take them all away, so he left one team behind. Everyone saw the men's fighting power, and they were very interested in the men. The hunt together was full of curiosity and expectation. Children need meat to grow. For the reproduction of the tribe, we have to go out even though we know someone will sneak attack. This is a kind of helplessness. With the master around, everyone feels more at ease.

The girl brought two weapons, which were captured by the man during the battle. According to tribal regulations, whoever captured the weapons on the battlefield has priority to use them. The man took the two weapons and looked at them. His eyes fell on a pile of trophies. The enemy's corpses have been disposed of as a result of killing the enemy in yesterday's battle, but the weapons carried by the enemy have been piled up and have not been distributed yet.

The man's eyes fell on a knife. It was a machete made of cast iron. It was about a foot long. It looked very hard and perhaps less tough, but the blade was extremely sharp and suitable for chopping. We had seen many weapons like this. No wonder, he didn't regard it as a treasure, but the man instinctively fell in love with this knife. He couldn't help but frown, and couldn't understand why he chose this knife alone?

Driven by instinct, the man walked to a pile of weapons and trophies, picked up the machete, and waved it twice. He found that the movements were extremely skillful, and he felt like he had met a close friend, as if he was born with a soul. He was a master of swordsmanship. The man skillfully held a sword in his arm, threw the other two weapons into the trophies, exchanged two for one, took two steps back, and looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man understood the man's intention, smiled and nodded, without saying anything. Perhaps he knew the language barrier. The others smiled kindly at the man, and someone even picked up a hard bow and handed it over. The man did not reject the bow and arrow when he saw it, on the contrary. , and still felt a little eager to try. Although it was not as obvious as a sword, I felt in my heart that it would be good to have an extra bow, so I couldn't help but take it and draw it skillfully.

The hard bow was easily pulled open by the man, which made everyone around him happy. Everyone knew what a skilled archer meant, but the man was once again stunned, wondering why he was so familiar with bows and arrows? Someone handed over a bucket of feather arrows, and the man took it, pinned it on his waist, skillfully pulled out one, opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and almost instinctively searched around, and soon found a big bird, which was repairing its feathers on a branch.

With a sound of "Whoosh--", the feather arrow flew over like lightning, drawing a bright light in the void, like a meteor. Under everyone's stunned gaze, the feather arrow hit the frightened big bird that spread its wings and prepared to take off. The big bird whined and fell down, and was shot through.

Everyone present was shocked by the man's exquisite archery skills, and were speechless for a moment. The man also looked at the bow and arrow in his hand in surprise, and then looked at the big bird that was shot down, and fell into deep thought. I thought of something, but when I thought about it carefully I couldn't remember anything. My face darkened and I smiled bitterly.

The middle-aged man reacted and shouted excitedly: "Okay, great." He took two steps forward and patted the man's shoulder to show friendship, with a smile on his face.

Others applauded one after another and stepped forward to pat the man on the shoulder, with a sincere smile on his face. The man nodded with a knowing smile, which was regarded as a return favor. During this period, he had been taken care of by the people of the tribe, otherwise he would have died long ago. This kindness It was too heavy, and the man didn't know if he could repay it. After yesterday's battle, the man found that he was a good fighter, so he made a request to hunt with everyone this morning, eager to do his part for this tribe.

The team slowly left with the blessings of tribal women, old people and children. The man didn't know why those people attacked the tribe yesterday, and he didn't know if they would come today, but the people who met the tribe didn't care too much, and they didn't understand the language. , I didn’t bother to ask more questions, and just walked forward silently with everyone.

Not long after, everyone got into the dense woods and continued to move forward along the trampled path. After entering the forest, no one spoke. Even walking became cautious, for fear of disturbing something. Everyone has been in this forest since childhood. Survive, know what to do to save yourself and survive.

Half an hour later, the team came to a canyon. There was a group of monkeys living on the rocky cliffs of the canyon. Maybe they saw the hunting team. The monkeys were chirping strangely and jumping on the trees. Some of them hid in the gaps in the rocky cliffs. The bold one popped up, bared his teeth and screamed strangely at the hunting team, as if he was giving a warning.

The hunting team was not surprised, ignored the monkeys, and continued walking forward. Unknowingly, they came to a river. The man who had been walking behind the team suddenly walked quickly to a bush to observe. Others saw the man's behavior. Abnormally, they all stopped marching, and the middle-aged man even turned back from the front and looked at the man in surprise.

The man pointed to the bushes. Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't understand very well, he squatted down and picked up a cigarette butt from the bushes. The cigarette butt was still a bit new, as if it had been smoked not long ago. The man put it under his nose and smelled it. He handed the cigarette butt to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man took it and looked at it. He looked at the man with some confusion and asked: "Luo, what did you find? What kind of suspicion is this?"

Perhaps realizing that the man did not understand his words, the middle-aged man gave a wry smile, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, patted the man's shoulder, pointed forward, and signaled to continue moving forward, but the man grabbed the middle-aged man and shook his head. He made a silent gesture to signal everyone to squat down. He quickly squatted down and looked around cautiously. Everyone was startled by the man's sudden move and squatted down to look around.

It was quiet all around. Apart from the unknown chirping of insects and the rustling of the trees in the wind, no other sounds could be heard. There was not even a bird chirping. Everyone looked at the man in surprise, only to find that his expression was expressionless. Staring solemnly at one side without saying a word, the middle-aged man was about to ask a question when he suddenly saw the man kicking his foot hard, and his body rushed forward with a sound, like an arrow leaving the string, and in the blink of an eye he reached a big tree. He was hiding well, his movements were skillful, and his body agility made everyone present realize that this man was not simple. Everyone looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man did not expect to save such a master. He was mixed with joy and sorrow. He sighed helplessly and told everyone to calm down and observe carefully. At this time, everyone saw the man suddenly pull out the machete and give it to everyone. He gestured to follow.

The gestures were very professional, and everyone could guess what he meant. After understanding what the man meant, they all hunched over and walked over carefully, and followed him for a distance. The man pointed ahead. Everyone looked up and saw that in front of them was a ditch that had been dry for many years. The ditch was not wide, and it was full of stones and weeds. Many people were lying on the stones sleeping. They looked like they were the same group of people who made the sneak attack yesterday, and everyone's expressions changed greatly.