Big Islander 2

Chapter 233 The price of blood

Sergeant Henry, who was sitting in the car, was obviously a little upset. The cigar he was holding between his fingers had already gone half way down, and the cigarette butt kept flickering on and off.

He couldn't figure it out, these damned Indians didn't just stay there, but they still wanted to fight for independence. Could it be that they wanted to follow the example of the War of Independence hundreds of years ago?

And the most unlucky thing is that he was actually sent by his boss to solve this matter. What is there to discuss with these savages? The best way to tell them to shut up is to put on a machine gun.If that were the case, Sergeant Henry would not need to be depressed. The key is that the superior has issued a death order: force cannot be used in any case.

Sergeant Henry seems to have forgotten one thing. Indians are the most original owners of the American continent. There were as many as 2000 million people in the beginning.Later, European colonists set foot on this territory, and the number of Indians decreased rapidly under constant massacres.In this sense, they are the real aggressors.

Cough, cough, the inside of the car is so choking, Sergeant Henry couldn't help but push down the window to let in the air.But at this moment, with a whoosh sound, a sharp arrow came in, shot the cigar in his mouth into two pieces, and shot it hard at the other side of the car window.No arrows could be seen in the window pane, only a round hole remained.The bows and arrows of the Indians are quite penetrating.

Sergeant Henry was stunned. If the arrow had been more than a few centimeters inward, it would have been nailed to his head. It is said that the Indians used poisoned arrows.In other words, he almost died just now!
Damn it—a trace of tyranny flashed across Sergeant Henry's face, and then he yelled strangely and slammed his head on the roof of the car.The fallen half of the cigar had burned a hole in his trousers, and the charcoal fire in front of him burned his lifeblood.

"Call those Indians to death!" The sheriff roared, and then he saw fast horses flashing past in the light beam of the headlights, and the Indians on the horses bowed their bows and shot arrows one after another.The car lights occasionally flashed their suggested faces, and the murderous yellow pupils flickered, making Sergeant Henry chill.

Lie down—the deputy next to him pressed the sheriff's head hard, and with the sound of swishing, a sharp sword pierced the window and shot into the car, and stuck on the backrest, the shaft of the arrow trembled uncontrollably stop.

Fortunately, the driver stepped on the brake in advance, and then lay down, otherwise, the police car would definitely lose control.But other vehicles were not so lucky. Several vehicles were shot in the tires, staggered for a while, and crashed into each other.

Although the policemen in the car had guns, they were told not to shoot when they arrived, so the long guns and short cannons were all for display, not as good as the spears and arrows in the hands of the Indians.

Seeing that the situation was not good, some policemen climbed out of the car doors, squatted on the ground and raised their hands, surrendering directly.This is a matter between the government and the Indian tribes, and they don't want to be victims of politics.

Oh oh oh——The Indian warriors let out waves of shouts higher than waves, and rode their horses around the vehicle, with the feathers on their heads standing tall, like proud eagle warriors!
Woo!The big monster rushed towards a police car, pushed hard with both hands, and immediately turned his wheels to the sky. He grinned and let out a strange scream, and rushed to the next one.On his shoulder, the pheasant brazenly shouted: "Turn all these tortoise shells over, so that they will never turn over again!"

The mobs followed suit and wanted to overturn the car.It's just that his strength is limited after all, the car swayed twice, which didn't give him face.The little monster became angry immediately, punched and kicked, and the car body immediately became bumpy.

The violent elements, indeed, were all violent elements—the police in the car were trembling, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.They are in a peaceful age, usually at most they just give a lesson to the gangsters in the jurisdiction, have they ever seen such a scene of real swords and guns?
Seeing that the Indians had taken control of the situation, Tang Jide didn't stretch out his hand, and watched happily from the sidelines.Seeing the dense arrows piercing the window glass of the police car, even the hood and door were full of sharp arrows, making the police car look like a hedgehog, Tang Datou couldn't help nodding his head: "Good arrow skills, Really good archery!"

Under the leadership of Chief Eagle, the Indian warriors captured policemen one after another from the police car, forming a long line with their hands raised high, in a state of embarrassment.Among them, a few unlucky ones were shot by sharp arrows, but luckily none of them were serious.

Oh——Hoo—The Horn Wizard took the lead in singing the battle song again, and the warriors sang and danced, preparing to escort the captives to triumph.What they didn't know was that Sergeant Henry had requested fire support just now.

"For such thugs, we have no choice but to eliminate them." In the State Police Department, the Chief Superintendent, Mr. Director, was holding a cup of coffee, looking at a group of photos with great interest, which showed Indians attacking Sergeant Henry and him of the men.

The Deputy Chief Superintendent on the side also whistled: "Very powerful arrow skills, it seems that we can only dispatch armored vehicles and helicopters, and cooperate with air strikes on the ground to eliminate these violent elements."

Then, the two of them looked at each other, and together they laughed out loud.Poor Sergeant Henry, maybe he doesn't know it yet, has been sold by his boss; or, maybe he is willing to be Huang Gai himself in order to get promoted...

"Are all these policemen eating shit?" Pheasant asked without thinking, and then Daxing poked the spine of the policeman in front with the gun in his hand, and the guy walked a few steps quickly.

Tang Jide scratched the back of his head: "Is there any conspiracy here?" Even a lazy person like him who doesn't like to use his brain can smell a conspiracy.

Xiao Xiami nodded: "Perhaps, this is an excuse for the police to take large-scale actions."

Accompanied by Xiao Xiami's voice, there was a dull thunder in the sky, and Tang Jide couldn't help smacking his lips: "It seems that a storm is coming—"

"Quack, let the storm come more violently!" There are really people who are not afraid of big things, for example, Mr. Pheasant is the representative of them.

Seeing the enthusiastic chief and the cheering Indian warriors on horseback, Tang Jide could not help shaking his head slightly: They are still too simple——

Back at the camp, the women and children greeted the triumphant warriors with waves of cheers. Some Indians who were dazzled by the victory suggested that all the policemen should be beheaded for public display to express their resistance. Determination.

Fortunately, Chief Eagle was not impulsive. He also knew the effect of killing white people, and he also knew that with spears and bows, no matter what, they could not deal with other planes and missiles.All they need is a piece of land that really belongs to the Indians.

Although they used to be the real masters of this land, in this world where the jungle preys on the jungle, they are too weak to be vulnerable.But being weak does not mean being submissive. They want to fight and fight for their own rights.

Because of this victory, dancing around the campfire continued until dawn.When the sun rose in the eastern plains, the Indian warriors were ready to return to the log cabin to rest.But at this moment, four small black dots appeared in the sky, and gradually expanded, and the roar of the helicopter began to resound throughout the camp.

On the ground, more than a dozen armored vehicles are also coming rumblingly. They are like steel monsters, trying to destroy all obstacles on the way forward.

In front of the armored vehicles, the log cabins of the Indians are basically building block toys built by children, roaring past and destroying them.So the women and children screamed and rushed out of the cabin and fled in all directions.

"My child—" a woman uttered a heart-piercing cry, and rushed madly towards an armored vehicle, which had just run over her wooden house, and her infant child, who had been in the in the house...

The armored vehicle rolled forward, and the wheels mercilessly ran over the woman's body.Flesh and blood, in the face of the torrent of steel, can only pay the price of life.

"Defend our women, our children, and our homeland!" Chief Eagle roared angrily, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes.

The Indian warriors waved their spears and launched a brave charge.However, no matter whether it was a sharp arrow or a spear, the armored vehicle in front of him could only be crushed ruthlessly.

The big monster was also among the chargers, and he rushed to an armored vehicle, trying to overturn it.With those cop cars, that's what he did.However, the weight of the armored car was obviously not something he could shake. Even if the two of them worked together, the armored car would still remain motionless.

"Dangerous, big monster, come back!" The pheasant flapped its wings and shouted vigorously. This method of hitting a rock with an egg was simply stupid.

In the chaos, Tang Jide and Xiao Xiami were also a little bit at a loss. The storm was too violent, and when armored vehicles and helicopters came up, they were also a little bit at a loss.And what was even more unexpected to them was that the other party started the massacre without a word, obviously determined to eradicate this Indian tribe and make them disappear from the land of the United States forever.

"Fight, fight, Indian warriors, always fight to the last moment of their lives!" The eagle chief still roared, but in Tang Jide's view, he simply told those warriors to die.

So he took him directly to the police captives, and Xiao Xiami explained to the chief, and immediately the Indian warriors forced the captives with spears, and the content of Chief Eagle's call finally changed: "Stop everything immediately!" Act, or I'll kill these cops right away—"

Soon, all the armored vehicles stopped, the wheels were stained with blood, and even the body was stained with bright red blood in addition to the original camouflage color, which looked so glaring.

The Indians also stopped their unnecessary attacks. They silently gathered the dead and injured tribesmen together. In the brief confrontation just now, at least a dozen tribesmen were killed.

Grief and indignation were written on everyone's faces, and all this presented a very vivid lesson to Tang Jide: This is a world where the weak prey on the strong, and the weak cannot even have the right to survive!
"Continue to attack—" From a helicopter, the Deputy Superintendent gave the order.

"But, they will kill those prisoners!" Someone in the armored vehicle began to protest.

"Execute the order!" The Deputy Chief Superintendent sneered in his heart: If you don't pay the price in blood, how can you communicate with the outside world...

(End of this chapter)