In a simple camp, there were soldiers armed with spears on the wooden buildings on guard, but this 'soldier' had a green face and an uneasy look on his face.
The camp was full of wounded people, and from time to time there were screams of amputations without anesthesia.
Inside the central wooden house.
"Damn white-skinned devils...how did they find our main force?"
The middle-aged man who had evacuated with Tony and others had an ugly face and punched the table.
Bang!
The powerful force instantly caused a dent to appear on the wooden table.
Most of the surrounding resistance members were injured. Tony's forehead was wrapped in blood-stained gauze, and his expression was also ugly.
After they stole the treasure map fragments out of Glaston Castle and brought them back to the resistance headquarters, their headquarters was immediately attacked by the white-skinned devil army!
Thinking of the scene at that time, Tony couldn't help but close his eyes.
Most of the rebels still use primitive blowguns, spears and other weapons. It's not that they don't know that the white-skinned devil's firearms are good.
In fact, those hateful white people only sold some old-fashioned muskets even to the Yeni faction. There were no riflings in the barrels, and their precision and accuracy were not as good as the real sharp weapons in the hands of the colonists.
The "Kumar faction" is even worse. They advocate primitiveness, superstition and witchcraft, and resist all white-skinned devils.
Even if one or two members propose reform, they will be quickly drowned in the crowd's ridicule.
result……
It's the spear versus the minigun, witchcraft versus the cannon...
Tony saw with his own eyes a very powerful 'great wizard' in the resistance army, who was blasted into pieces by several artillery fire!
Those white-skinned devils are not only sharp with their guns, but also very vicious and sophisticated in their tactical coordination.
Moreover, they also have extraordinary people and magical items accompanying the army...
The final result was that one of their largest strongholds was captured, and only a few people escaped.
"What should we do now? Those white-skinned devils and the 'Yenis' will not let us go."
A young man with a severed hand was blind, as if he had lost all hope.
"No, we haven't lost yet!"
The middle-aged man spoke slowly: "The great wizard and the leader are dead. I, Jamal, will be your new leader... Before his death, the old leader handed me the treasure map that the great wizard had repaired. There are a lot of treasures buried there.
, as long as we dig it out, we can exchange it for enough supplies to rebuild our army!"
Tony's eyes moved, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
He suddenly felt cold when he thought of the white-skinned demon army that almost followed their 'treasure stealing team' to the headquarters.
But seeing Jamal's cold eyes, he still said nothing.
Because Jamal is the leader of the 'Treasure Stealing Team', and since he is in charge now, he definitely doesn't want to be blamed for attracting enemies!
If you dare to talk nonsense, you may be cursed and killed in the tent tonight!
Tony said enthusiastically: "The leader is right! We are going to dig out the treasure! Where is the treasure hidden?"
"Kukulkan, the legendary place of death and renewal!"
Jamal did not doubt that he was there, and replied in a low voice: "We will rebuild our glory there!"
…
"Sir Bernard, this is the target's last temporary stronghold."
Outside the camp, on a hill somewhere, covered by the rainforest, a single-cylinder brass telescope was handed over.
Bernard looked to be about forty years old and had the face of a tough guy. He took the telescope and silently observed the indigenous camps.
"These people have turned into frightened rabbits and can be easily wiped out by mobilizing a battalion, no, a company."
The officer next to him judged this.
"Yes, but completely annihilating them will not do us any good...Conflicts and disputes are needed in the resistance army, and the 'Yenis' family cannot be allowed to dominate..."
Bernard put down the telescope and said with some regret.
"Even if the 'Kumals' are firmly against us?" Next to him, a woman applying nail polish boredly yawned and added.
"Yes, even if they are against us, as long as their existence is beneficial to us, they should be allowed to exist... A qualified politician must abandon all personal emotions and think about issues entirely from the perspective of interests."
Bernard replied coldly, looking at the female extraordinary: "Linda... the next thing will be officially entrusted to a private expedition team. These people will find the treasure for us, and you are responsible for taking it away."
For items that are useful to us, gold and silver can be left to them as start-up capital."
"You really have to grind the bones to pieces and use them up." Linda sighed.
This inhuman female existence with breathtaking eyes is a very powerful force in the colony.
I don’t know whether it was the Governor’s Palace that reached some agreement with the steel tycoon, or whether she abandoned her employer and went out to do private work. In short, she is now on the side of the Governor’s Palace.
"No, starting from the perspective of interests does not mean that emotional factors are not taken into consideration, but that emotions are quantified and measured and considered as part of interests... For example, those indigenous people who have stained the blood of our great citizens of Yingwes must
Kill them resolutely."
Mr. Bernard smiled without any emotion: "You can make full use of these indigenous ladies... Compared to the treasures, of course the life safety of our expedition team members is the priority."
"I will."
Linda sighed and followed Bernard out of the rain forest and came to an open area: "How many people have you prepared for me?"
"Twenty, fifteen of them are retired soldiers or experienced adventurers with long-term experience in living in the rainforest. In addition, there are some archaeological experts who can tell you the taboos in the ruins.
And how to avoid dangers and identify real precious items.”
Bernard brought Linda to a man in his fifties wearing adventurer clothes and tortoiseshell glasses: "Let me introduce, this is Mr. Marcel Quinn, a famous archaeologist and historian.
He has in-depth research on indigenous languages, history, culture, and relics, and is a special advisor to the Governor-General."
"Beautiful lady, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation this time."
Marcelo stretched out his hand.
“A pleasure to work with!”
Linda smiled and stretched out her palm to shake the other person's hand.
Maybe it was because Masai hid it so well that she didn't notice it at all.
At the same time, Aaron also appeared near another temporary camp wearing expedition clothes.
This camp was apparently built by a group of indigenous people, and there were even a few obvious white faces mixed in there.
