The days when my female colleague and I survived in the wilderness

But at this moment Muta has already run out, even if I chase it out again, it will be of no avail.

And it can only put myself in danger.

But the clansmen of the wooden towers around them panicked at the moment. After all, even if the wooden towers were stupefied, he was still the leader of this tribe.

Once something happens to the leader of this tribe, then their tribe can be regarded as being slaughtered by others.

Of course I know the feelings of the people in their tribe, but now I obviously can't let them continue to repeat the same mistakes to die.

So he quickly turned his head and looked at the people following behind him.

"You have to know that going out now can't save him, and you can only waste your life here, you stay here, I'll go and see first..."

But before my words fell, we originally set up those traps with tree and vine nets, but there were bursts of rattling noises from around, obviously something fell into the traps.

The surrounding aborigines also nervously picked up the tools and weapons in their hands, and immediately turned around to look behind them.

I also looked back, but it was already dark at the moment. For the sake of safety, we didn't have any torches and lighting tools in our hands at the time, so we couldn't see or even know the surrounding conditions at all. What exactly went wrong.

But at this time, I heard footsteps coming from outside. Those footsteps were coming from far to near. They were obviously coming towards us. I don’t need to think about it. It must be the Tas tribe and those pirates who have found us now. hiding place.

I couldn't help cursing in my heart, Muta was too hasty, what's the difference between running out like this and dying?

And at this moment, I suddenly saw a torch draw a very strange arc in the sky, and then rushed towards the walls where we are hiding deep now.

I cursed in my heart, it must be that these indigenous people have thought that we would hide here, so now they want to force us out.

But the situation outside is unclear now, if we dare to show our heads, the outside will be beaten into a sieve, and we will be dead at that time.

But if you continue to hide here and wait to be exposed, the result will not be much better.

I gritted my teeth, thought about it again, and immediately turned around and patted the aborigine closest to me.

"You go to the wooden tower!"

I tried to be as concise as possible in my language, and then tried to let him hear every word clearly, but after listening to my words, the native just frowned, apparently not understanding what I meant.

I can't help but feel a little dizzy. If this fucking Mandarin cannot be popularized, it will be really troublesome to communicate.

If we can escape from death this time, I must teach these aboriginal people Mandarin well if I have the opportunity.

But now is not the time to worry about these things, I immediately took a deep breath, and continued to make gestures with him. After a long time of gestures, the aborigine finally understood what he meant.

He nodded at me very cautiously, and immediately got up quickly and ran out. His speed was really fast, and in addition to the fact that there was too much movement outside, he didn't hear much noise at all.

Seeing him run into the woods immediately, I breathed a sigh of relief, and now the torches in the distance are getting closer to us.

And at this moment, I even heard a man talking at the top of his throat. After listening to a few words carefully, I realized that he was speaking English.

But I really don't know anything about English. Xu Wei is not here, and Li Peng is not here. I can't communicate with these people at all, and I can't even understand what they are talking about.

But from the tone and speed, it can be heard that they should be very angry.

That's right, these traps of ours are not vegetarians. If we fall into them, even if we don't die, our skin will peel off.

And the faces of the aborigines around me were full of panic. There was a relatively young child, the knife in his hand was trembling slightly, and I suddenly couldn't bear it.

Although living on this deserted island is a cruel thing for all people, I can't imagine how indescribable it is for these children to live in such a barbaric era .

I patted him on the shoulder, and another little native looked at me with a nervous look on his face.

Now the speaking voice grew more and more excited, and more and more torches began to fall around us.

Fortunately, this deserted island has been washed by wildfires before, so there are not many dry grass and dead branches in the woods. Even if those torches fall around, there is no need to worry about causing a fire and exposing the targets around us. .

But it's obviously impossible to continue waiting like this. I don't know how capable the aborigines around me are.

When I don't understand what the chance of surviving by force is, I absolutely can't make fun of everyone's life.

I thought about it again, looked around the open space on the left, then patted the trembling child just now, and gestured in that direction.

I mean let them go first, I'll stay here to attract attention, and if it's really the Tas tribe and those pirates, then I can always win them a chance to escape.

But after gesticulating for a while, after the child understood, his expression became very strange, and then he shook his head very cautiously, obviously not agreeing with my statement.

But at this moment, the noisy crowd not far from us suddenly cheered, and then I heard a very familiar voice.

And the little aborigine who was standing next to me with very firm eyes immediately froze, his lips moved a few times, obviously he said something, but I didn't understand, but even if he didn't understand what he wanted The meaning of the expression, but I still heard the voice of the person speaking outside, because that voice was obviously from Muta.

Muta is obviously very excited now, he is yelling something, although I can't understand a word, but looking at the cautious expression on this little aborigine's face, I know that something must be fucking wrong!

I immediately poked my head out cautiously, and saw from the corner of my eye that the wooden pagoda and the wooden forest were tightly tied together by two aborigines at this time, surrounded by many people, and they all held torches in their hands, and the flames were soaring into the sky. The surrounding environment can be seen clearly.

But the strange thing is that I didn't see those pirates around these people, but these indigenous people.

The little native standing next to me wanted to stand up and rush out when he got excited, but I quickly grabbed him.

Then he calmed the people behind him, and now this situation is something we didn't expect before.

After all, according to our plan at the beginning, we just wanted to ambush these people, but what we didn't expect was that Muta was arrested now, so this matter is really fucking tricky.

After all, Muta is the leader of the Bunoys tribe. There is a saying, if you capture the thief, you must first capture the king. If the king is gone, the tribe will be miserable...