The legend of the strongest special forces

Chapter 217 Mountain People's Request

"Can you not go!"

But just when Ling Tian proposed to leave, Wen Duona knelt on the ground with a plop, washed off the paint on her face, and stared directly at Ling Tian with her big beautiful eyes.

The oil paint that covered his face faded away, and a beautiful face appeared in front of Ling Tian.

At the age of twenty, she has a beautiful face, big eyes that are as clear as water, and long black hair that hangs casually on her shoulders.

With a straight nose and white teeth, her slightly tanned skin exudes a healthy beauty.

The light blue national costume similar to cheongsam outlines her slender figure.

With her sturdy double peaks and tall and straight legs, she has a slender waist and long legs, possessing a moving beauty.

If such a beauty is placed on the domestic streets, the rate of return will definitely be very high.

But who would have thought that such a beauty was holding a gun like a man just now, guarding her home.

"What are you doing!"

Ling Tian was stunned by Wen Duona's actions. Originally, he just came to rest his feet, so why was he grounded?

However, this restraint was not mandatory, but a beautiful woman knelt in front of him, which really made him a little confused.

Hastily reaching out to help Wen Duona up, Ling Tian didn't know what she was going to do.

"The able-bodied men of our tribe are basically sacrificed, and those of us who are left behind will never know how to fight!"

Speaking of this, Wendona's face was full of hatred. As the patriarch, she naturally had to shoulder the important task of encircling the safety of the tribe.

But she is a woman after all, and these villagers are just ordinary people without professional training.

They don't know how to fight, let alone how to fight.

The cable mines buried just now were also their last ammunition. It was left behind by her father who had participated in the war, and no one in the village could make it.

With the bullets and guns in their hands now, if the drug bandits come again, they may not have the power to protect themselves.

People can escape into the mountains, but they cannot escape from the tea gardens. They would rather die when they see the tea gardens they depend on for survival being destroyed.

But at this moment, the warrior Ling Tian fell from the sky, which gave Wen Duona a bold idea.

He is good at fighting and can use weapons. If he can stay, he will definitely lead the villagers to resist those drug bandits.

Seeing the declining tribe, although this method seems nonsensical, it is also the most effective.

"Wendona, I can understand your feelings, but I really can't stay!"

Hearing Wen Duona's words, Ling Tian finally realized that she had taken a fancy to her fighting ability.

However, how could he stay here, he had a mission, of course he had to leave.

"Please, you are the last way to save our village. As long as you are willing, I can satisfy you with any conditions!"

Looking at Ling Tian who was determined to leave, even though they had just met, Wen Duona had made up her mind.

Being able to escape from the hands of so many people, Ling Tian's ability does not need to be said much.

But before Ling Tian could explain anything, a burst of gunshots rang out from outside the tribe.

"Boom boom boom!"

The broken pot erected at the entrance of the village was immediately thumped. This was an alarm from the gate of the tribe, proving that there was an enemy situation.

In just a split second, the whole village fell into chaos. The old man held the child's hand tightly and ran towards the room quickly.

Not only that, even the dog rushed out towards the mountain immediately. This tribe built on the mountainside is not big, but it feels like a chicken is flying like a dog.

"It's an enemy attack!"

Wen Duona's expression changed, and she hurriedly turned and ran towards the entrance of the village. At the entrance of the village, there was already the sound of the two sides exchanging fire.

The bullets flew down, and the convoy of four vehicles roared towards the village.

The machine gun mounted on the jeep kept shooting at the crowd behind the mound.

The dense bullets kept hitting the bunker, and the villagers who couldn't even raise their heads had no power to fight back.

"Run for me!"

The captain at the head kept yelling angrily, but the higher-ups told him that those two guys must be killed.

And this area of ​​the village had already been figured out by them. Now that the location was determined, they rushed over immediately.

As long as those two guys are killed, the bounty will definitely be quite generous. In the past two years, because of the planting of tea trees in several villages, the loss is not small.

They, who were used to drinking and drinking on weekdays, suffered terribly because of the reduction in poppy production. This money was definitely a timely help, so how could he not want it.

Amidst the shouts, the four cars rushed up from the foot of the mountain, and the place they passed was like no one's land. The arrogance of the constant shouting represented their arrogance.

"Stop them, don't let them enter the village!"

Wen Duona, who ran to the entrance of the village, continued to direct the personnel to suppress with firepower, hoping to block the opponent with the high position.

But helplessly, three days ago, after several hunters and patriarchs who could shoot were killed, only these ordinary villagers with no combat experience remained.

Now there are no landmines, and with the recoil of the gun body, the bullets don't know where to go.

Getting closer and closer, the convoy never slowed down at all. After waving the flag and shouting, more than 20 people rushed over again.

In the past, the landmines on the strings here really made them a little afraid, but just three days ago, they killed the patriarch who knew how to make landmines, and they were no longer afraid.

If it weren't for forcing the villagers to submit, they would have slaughtered the village long ago, and today is indeed a good day.

Killing this village can also be regarded as a warning to the surrounding tribes, and at the same time, there will be bonuses, which is definitely a big benefit.

"Let go of the log!"

Seeing that the convoy was getting closer and the flying bullets couldn't stop them at all, Wendona hurriedly shouted to the villagers on the right.

In order to resist bandits, Wendona's father had someone build a slope at the entrance of the village.

I also led everyone on the mountain to see some two packs of thick tree poles tied on the slope and reinforced with ropes.

In this way, a rolling log was formed, which was a very good way to defend against enemies in ancient times.

However, this is modern times, and as the rolling log rushed down the hill, four cars were indeed forced to stop.

But it was only forced to stop, the log fell on the car, and it didn't hit anyone.

"Rush forward, men will kill, women will rape, brothers, let's have a good sex today!"

The leader was a one-eyed guy, wearing a blindfold and waving his hand with a sneer on his face. More than 20 drug bandits immediately dispersed and surrounded the entrance of the village.

"Brothers, fight them! Don't let them enter the village!"

Seeing more than 20 people getting closer and closer, Wen Duona seemed to have returned to the night three days ago.

Father is using his life to buy time for them, so she also has to follow his father's path.

Thinking of this, she was no longer afraid, grabbed the gun and stood up, about to rush out and fight desperately.

(End of this chapter)