my stealth fighter

Jiang Chanji seems to be reliving the scene of interrupting his middle school career and parting from his junior high school friends due to unexpected incidents. At that time, he had quite a few classmates who were doing well, but he fled in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye. How are they doing now? Sometimes he really wants to find a chance to see them again, but he just thinks about it. After all, the relationship between them is not that deep. At best, they are at the level of wine and meat friends. I can't remember their faces clearly, and in a few years, I may even forget their names. I can only wish them peace and happiness, but he believes that even after countless years, they will never forget that these people who have gone through hardships together now My friends, there will always be a place in my mind for them.

Flying high mountains, seas, and deserts, they will soon go deep into the heart of Africa. At this time, they can only rely on Luisa to guide the way. It is the first time for her to find the way from the air, but the problem is that the rainforest looks the same from the air. It was difficult to identify where the chieftain and his tribe were hiding, so they had to lower their heights and search slowly. Once they encountered a small biplane propeller plane at close range. It was not known whether it was a smuggler or a poacher, but probably They were so frightened that the plane turned around and ran away tremblingly, obviously showing a guilty conscience.It's a pity Mi Ao yelled, if it was according to her temperament, she would have to go over and play tricks on them.

Luisa's eyes lit up, because she found that it was an amphibious plane that could land on water, and there was a wide and relatively calm river near the tribe's settlement, and she became more and more convinced that it was not far away.

"There's smoke over there." Jiang Chanji pointed in one direction.

Luisa looked at the position of the sun. She was not sure, because it was not the time for the tribe to cook food, and the smoke column was thicker and thicker than the normal cooking smoke, but anyway, it was better to go and check.

Immediately, Yi Xing turned around and flew towards the smoke column, and when she got close, Luisa jumped up excitedly, because her former clan sisters were waving to her next to the smoke column.

After landing, Luisa was surrounded by her clansmen, chattering in a local language that no one else could understand, and speaking very fast, because she found that someone was injured, although it was not too serious.

Mio sniffed, "It smells like gunpowder smoke."

Jiang Chanji didn't expect Mi Ao to be useful. There was a smell of gunpowder. Could it be that there was a gunfight here?Is it related to the small plane just now?

Luisa talked for a long time, then remembered that Jiang Chanji and the others had been left out in the cold, and quickly turned around and said, "Sorry, these are my people, they just drove those poachers away, there was a little conflict, poachers The firepower is very fierce, and there will be no shortage of bullets here.”

"It turned out to be like this. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let them run away easily." Jiang Chanji said regretfully.

"Please, I'll take you to meet the chief. She knew you were coming in advance, so she let the people build a bonfire, but the bonfire also attracted poachers here." Luisa explained, and introduced them to each other.

The pronunciation of the names of her people was so strange that Jiang Chanji couldn't remember any of them, but he was even more curious whether the chief was really a prophet, and could even predict that they would come back today?That would be a little too magical.

Although they were mentally prepared, Jiang Chanji and the others were still shocked by the simplicity and primitiveness when the village of the witchcraft tribe appeared in front of them. The thatched huts made of branches and leaves are hard to imagine that there are still people in this era. People who insist on this kind of life, most of them have oil paint on their faces and bodies, which seems to be used to distinguish positions and status.

Someone had already gone in to make an announcement, and a group of people came out to greet them. The one walking in the front and the center was a rich middle-aged and elderly man, holding a skull scepter similar to Luisa's. , the moment he saw her, Jiang Chanji was corrected a wrong notion - if his judgment on age was not wrong, then the chief may be older than the head pastor, and the chief is likely to be the one who has passed away in this era. The first known Awakened Transcendent... Of course, it is also possible that he is indeed wrong, because his judgment comes entirely from his appearance. Maybe the dean is better maintained, and the chief's living conditions are too difficult, which makes him look older.

Luisa made a respectful gesture to the chief, and the chief accepted it happily. The two exchanged a few words in the native language. He felt trembling in his heart - if the chief is really so amazing, he probably knows that he is not a girl.

"The chief welcomes you!" Luisa said. "She has a lot to say to you. Although you may not be hungry, please come to the banquet and chat while eating. Let us show the friendship of the landlord."

Even Jiang Chanji, who ate three meals in a row, has no appetite now, but still has to eat. It can be seen that the chief and the others have tried their best to entertain them with the best food, fresh wild fruits and large pieces The meat, served with unnamed spices, and some kind of alcohol-flavored drink, tasted quite good. Jiang Chanji and Mi Ao still ate a lot, but the others only tasted it in a literal sense.

Aurora and Yixing were looking at these semi-primitives curiously throughout the whole process, while Jiang Chanji used to eat and drink to cover up his panic, worried that the chief would expose him on the spot. After three rounds of "wine", the chief who had been talking to Luisa in native language suddenly said in half-baked poor English: "You don't have to worry."

She didn't name who she was talking to, but she obviously spoke to one of them, and she couldn't tell whether it was you or you guys. Such an abrupt sentence made all of them, except for Jiang Chanji, Monk Zhang Er, puzzled. I don't understand what the chief means, because they have nothing to worry about. Apart from worrying about poisoning in the food, Yixing is there in other aspects, even if they turn their faces while talking, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Jiang Chanji's heart skipped a beat. For no reason, he thought that the chief was talking to him, but he couldn't be sure that the chief knew what he was thinking. It might be because she saw his uneasy look and comforted him.

The chief's English level is not high. After finishing this sentence, he switched to the native language and said something to Luisa that surprised the latter. She hesitated and translated: "The chief said... If you can, please bring Let's go together."

"Ah?" Yi Xing lost his voice, "So many people?"

Maybe it was because the rainforest was too hot, and Jiang Chanji was sweating—the "go" the chief said might not be that simple "go".