Sun Zhen had specially visited the prisoners in the coastal camp, and had a general impression of the appearance and dress of the Maoli Society natives, and the two men came with dark complexions, tattoos and chalk totems on their faces, wild boar tooth pendants around their necks, deerskin aprons around their waists, straw sandals under their feet, long hair tied in a ponytail at the back of their heads, and their appearance was roughly the same as the captives Sun Zhen had seen.

However, Sun Zhen and the others were all lurking in the bushes, and these two natives did not discover their existence in the first place, and of course, it is very likely that they did not expect their opponents to come to the door at all. The two of them talked to themselves, not even noticing that the danger was so close to them.

Sun Zhen made a gesture to the subordinates next to him, and then slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist. Since the two of them had already collided, Sun Zhen didn't plan to let it go, lest he miss his tracks, but if he shot in this place, he would undoubtedly startle the snake. Sun Zhen was not afraid of the natives of the village coming out, but he didn't want to affect his unfinished tasks, so he planned to use small means to solve the goal.

These natives who have been active in the wild all year round undoubtedly have beast-like intuition, although Sun Zhen and the others did not make the slightest sound, the two of them still seemed to sense that something was wrong when they were still five or six meters away from the bushes where they were hiding, and they all slowed down. The two looked around suspiciously, trying to find the source of their uneasiness. One of them inhaled through his nose, as if he was smelling an unfamiliar breath from the air.

Sun Zhen has never been a person who is lucky in doing things, as soon as he saw these two people slow down, he knew that it was difficult for his team to hide anymore, so he immediately launched an offensive decisively. He rushed out of the bushes first, and in three or two steps with his long legs, he had already stepped in front of the two natives. Although the two of them encountered a sudden situation, they didn't stay there, and the first one lifted the bamboo spear in his hand and stabbed it between Sun Zhen's chest and abdomen.

Sun Zhen turned to one side and let go of the tip of the spear, but the dagger in his hand had already been cut directly along the shaft of the spear, if the other party grabbed the spear and didn't let go, he could cut off his fingers in one fell swoop. This native probably didn't expect Sun Zhen to be so big but so agile, and after a little hesitation, he had already lost the opportunity to change his moves, so he could only retreat and let go of the dagger in Sun Zhen's hand.

Another native was about to pounce, but Sun Zhenfei kicked him in the chest and flew out directly. Before he could land, several fighters rushed past Sun Zhen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the native turned around and wanted to flee to the village, but Sun Zhen would let him go, and chased him behind him in two big strides, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the back of the man's neck and dragged him back. The momentum under the man's feet moved forward, but his head and neck couldn't break free from Sun Zhen's big hand, and he was suddenly dragged into the air.

Sun Zhen caught up with another half step, and continued to pull back with his left hand, while the dagger in his right hand had already been inserted into the man's chest before he could hit the ground. There was a thud that seemed to nail the man to the ground. Sun Zhen was afraid that he would scream, his left hand had already covered his mouth, and the man grabbed the dagger on his chest with both hands, as if he wanted to pull it out, but Sun Zhen pressed half of his body on it, so that he could not exert his strength at all, and soon he had no strength to struggle.

Sun Zhen did not relax, let the blood leach out from his hands, and looked sideways at the battle situation on the other side, but saw that four or five people had already turned over another native and pressed him to the ground, and someone had already stuffed something in his mouth, making him speechless.

"Withdraw!" Sun Zhen knew that someone might pass by at any time in this place, and if there were a few more passers-by, he might not be able to put them down in time before the other party called the police, and the most important thing at the moment was to quickly deal with the two people at hand.

Although Sun Zhen led this team of people to be regarded as "recruits" with little seniority in the special operations battalion, it was not the first time that they had carried out a similar reconnaissance mission, and they were also proficient in how to deal with this situation. Fortunately, the ground is all muddy, and if you sweep it a few times and sprinkle some branches and leaves, you won't be able to see the traces of the fight just now. It doesn't take long for the rain to restore the place to its natural appearance.

However, the traces that can be seen on the ground are easy to cover, and the smell of blood in the air is not immediately dissipated, especially these natives are good at hunting in the mountains and forests, and their sense of smell is also particularly sensitive. The only way to do this was to drag the people farther away, so that the source of the smell of blood was as far away as possible from the roads around the village.

Sun Zhen and the other two dragged the corpse of the native far away, found a dirt pit and threw it down, picked up a handful of grass to roughly wipe his dagger, and then inserted it back into the cowhide scabbard on the side of his leg. At this time, several other people also carried another native over and asked Sun Zhen what to do.

None of Sun Zhen's men knew the native language, and it was quite a hassle to bring the captives back to the camp. Sun Zhen saw that this native was dressed like the dead one, and it should not be any important person in the tribe, so he hesitated a little and then made a throat-cutting motion to his subordinates, signaling to dispose of it. This native has no prominent status, and he is also a burden with him, and it is impossible to let him go to report the news, so it is naturally the safest to die on the spot.

Someone immediately drew a dagger, leaned down to kill it, and the corpse was also pushed into the pit, and then everyone cut some branches and leaves nearby to cover it, if they didn't have the intention to turn it, it would be difficult to think that there were two corpses hidden in this pit when they passed by.

From the sudden encounter with the enemy to the completion of the battlefield, it only took three or four minutes, but fortunately, no natives appeared out of place during this period, allowing Sun Zhen and the others to dispose of the corpses more calmly and then leave. However, their reconnaissance mission did not end there, and Sun Zhen decided to continue the march as originally planned, surveying and recording the environment on the southwest side of Maoli Society.

The detour from the west side of the Maoli Society to the south, which was basically on the slopes of the mountain for the whole time, was undoubtedly a more difficult route, but it was relatively well seen, and the situation in the tribe could certainly be observed more comprehensively than the plains of the eastern line. However, after learning the previous lesson, Sun Zhen consciously made the team farther away from the tribe to avoid accidentally encountering the natives operating on the outskirts of the village.

Sun Zhen was not merciful to these natives, because he also knew very well that if these natives had the opportunity, they would also not hesitate to kill himself and other companions, just like what he had just done.

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Sun Zhen had specially visited the prisoners in the coastal camp, and had a general impression of the appearance and dress of the Maoli Society natives, and the two men came with dark complexions, tattoos and chalk totems on their faces, wild boar tooth pendants around their necks, deerskin aprons around their waists, straw sandals under their feet, long hair tied in a ponytail at the back of their heads, and their appearance was roughly the same as the captives Sun Zhen had seen.

However, Sun Zhen and the others were all lurking in the bushes, and these two natives did not discover their existence in the first place, and of course, it is very likely that they did not expect their opponents to come to the door at all. The two of them talked to themselves, not even noticing that the danger was so close to them.

Sun Zhen made a gesture to the subordinates next to him, and then slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist. Since the two of them had already collided, Sun Zhen didn't plan to let it go, lest he miss his tracks, but if he shot in this place, he would undoubtedly startle the snake. Sun Zhen was not afraid of the natives of the village coming out, but he didn't want to affect his unfinished tasks, so he planned to use small means to solve the goal.

These natives who have been active in the wild all year round undoubtedly have beast-like intuition, although Sun Zhen and the others did not make the slightest sound, the two of them still seemed to sense that something was wrong when they were still five or six meters away from the bushes where they were hiding, and they all slowed down. The two looked around suspiciously, trying to find the source of their uneasiness. One of them inhaled through his nose, as if he was smelling an unfamiliar breath from the air.

Sun Zhen has never been a person who is lucky in doing things, as soon as he saw these two people slow down, he knew that it was difficult for his team to hide anymore, so he immediately launched an offensive decisively. He rushed out of the bushes first, and in three or two steps with his long legs, he had already stepped in front of the two natives. Although the two of them encountered a sudden situation, they didn't stay there, and the first one lifted the bamboo spear in his hand and stabbed it between Sun Zhen's chest and abdomen.

Sun Zhen turned to one side and let go of the tip of the spear, but the dagger in his hand had already been cut directly along the shaft of the spear, if the other party grabbed the spear and didn't let go, he could cut off his fingers in one fell swoop. This native probably didn't expect Sun Zhen to be so big but so agile, and after a little hesitation, he had already lost the opportunity to change his moves, so he could only retreat and let go of the dagger in Sun Zhen's hand.

Another native was about to pounce, but Sun Zhenfei kicked him in the chest and flew out directly. Before he could land, several fighters rushed past Sun Zhen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the native turned around and wanted to flee to the village, but Sun Zhen would let him go, and chased him behind him in two big strides, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the back of the man's neck and dragged him back. The momentum under the man's feet moved forward, but his head and neck couldn't break free from Sun Zhen's big hand, and he was suddenly dragged into the air.

Sun Zhen caught up with another half step, and continued to pull back with his left hand, while the dagger in his right hand had already been inserted into the man's chest before he could hit the ground. There was a thud that seemed to nail the man to the ground. Sun Zhen was afraid that he would scream, his left hand had already covered his mouth, and the man grabbed the dagger on his chest with both hands, as if he wanted to pull it out, but Sun Zhen pressed half of his body on it, so that he could not exert his strength at all, and soon he had no strength to struggle.

Sun Zhen did not relax, let the blood leach out from his hands, and looked sideways at the battle situation on the other side, but saw that four or five people had already turned over another native and pressed him to the ground, and someone had already stuffed something in his mouth, making him speechless.

"Withdraw!" Sun Zhen knew that someone might pass by at any time in this place, and if there were a few more passers-by, he might not be able to put them down in time before the other party called the police, and the most important thing at the moment was to quickly deal with the two people at hand.

Although Sun Zhen led this team of people to be regarded as "recruits" with little seniority in the special operations battalion, it was not the first time that they had carried out a similar reconnaissance mission, and they were also proficient in how to deal with this situation. Fortunately, the ground is all muddy, and if you sweep it a few times and sprinkle some branches and leaves, you won't be able to see the traces of the fight just now. It doesn't take long for the rain to restore the place to its natural appearance.

However, the traces that can be seen on the ground are easy to cover, and the smell of blood in the air is not immediately dissipated, especially these natives are good at hunting in the mountains and forests, and their sense of smell is also particularly sensitive. The only way to do this was to drag the people farther away, so that the source of the smell of blood was as far away as possible from the roads around the village.

Sun Zhen and the other two dragged the corpse of the native far away, found a dirt pit and threw it down, picked up a handful of grass to roughly wipe his dagger, and then inserted it back into the cowhide scabbard on the side of his leg. At this time, several other people also carried another native over and asked Sun Zhen what to do.

None of Sun Zhen's men knew the native language, and it was quite a hassle to bring the captives back to the camp. Sun Zhen saw that this native was dressed like the dead one, and it should not be any important person in the tribe, so he hesitated a little and then made a throat-cutting motion to his subordinates, signaling to dispose of it. This native has no prominent status, and he is also a burden with him, and it is impossible to let him go to report the news, so it is naturally the safest to die on the spot.

Someone immediately drew a dagger, leaned down to kill it, and the corpse was also pushed into the pit, and then everyone cut some branches and leaves nearby to cover it, if they didn't have the intention to turn it, it would be difficult to think that there were two corpses hidden in this pit when they passed by.

From the sudden encounter with the enemy to the completion of the battlefield, it only took three or four minutes, but fortunately, no natives appeared out of place during this period, allowing Sun Zhen and the others to dispose of the corpses more calmly and then leave. However, their reconnaissance mission did not end there, and Sun Zhen decided to continue the march as originally planned, surveying and recording the environment on the southwest side of Maoli Society.

The detour from the west side of the Maoli Society to the south, which was basically on the slopes of the mountain for the whole time, was undoubtedly a more difficult route, but it was relatively well seen, and the situation in the tribe could certainly be observed more comprehensively than the plains of the eastern line. However, after learning the previous lesson, Sun Zhen consciously made the team farther away from the tribe to avoid accidentally encountering the natives operating on the outskirts of the village.

Sun Zhen was not merciful to these natives, because he also knew very well that if these natives had the opportunity, they would also not hesitate to kill himself and other companions, just like what he had just done.