The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

They drove out of the colonial base and headed towards a small exploration outpost that was being built deep inside.

The truck was carrying essential supplies that enabled humanity to stand firm.

Mech parts, standard rifles and ammunition, compressed rations, first aid kits, and explosives for demolition and clearing.

As the train entered the curve, Jack Sully slowly emerged.

Beside him were the warriors of the Omatikaya tribe he led.

Each of them is a carefully selected elite hunter, but due to the scarcity of firearms and ammunition.

Most people could only carry spears and shields, bows and arrows.

Only a few hunters who have learned to use human firearms wear electromagnetic rifles on their chests.

Although he didn't have any extra firearms, Jack was still confident that he could steal the goods from the train using melee weapons.

The obsidian embedded in the spearhead is as hard and sharp as any human-forged cold weapon.

Combined with the Na'vi's explosive power and arm strength, which are more than four times that of humans, piercing tempered glass is still quite easy.

The train's lights drew closer, and the roar of its engines made the ground tremble slightly.

Jack's grip on the gun tightened slightly, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes vanished completely.

Since the human fleet re-entered the atmosphere, the high-temperature exhaust plumes from its vertical descent have burned vast tracts of forest.

Vast stretches of giant trees were carbonized in the heavenly fire, the jungle was burned to scorched earth, and even the soil was baked hard and blackened.

The food chain has been disrupted, and the wild animals and birds in the forest have long since scattered and fled.

Without the abundant hunting grounds, other tribes in the forest chose to migrate, and the Omatikaya tribe was no exception.

However, with the existence of the Phantom, a flying behemoth, the place Jack chose to relocate to was not far from the Omatikaya Forest.

Instead, they used this connection to settle in the Hallelujah floating islands mountain range.

The island's swarms of Ikalan cannot be killed. Faced with scarce food, shrinking living space, and hatred for humans taking away the forest... Jack ultimately chooses to turn against the humans!

The days of eating raw meat and drinking blood were still somewhat unsettling for him, who possessed a human soul.

More than four years have passed, and it's impossible not to miss human food.

Moreover, his wife is now pregnant with their second child and urgently needs medical supplies to prevent infection.

Taking a deep breath, Jack stared intently at the train's approach to the detonation point, raising his hand to give the command.

Under the cover of night, dozens of Ikalan Winged Beasts hovered quietly in the shadows of the clouds, their riders leaning close to their backs, their breathing low.

The warriors riding their warhorses on the ground had their muscles taut, waiting for the order to charge out like arrows.

As the locomotive passed the designated location, the explosives buried under the track suddenly exploded with a violent flash.

"Boom!!" Debris and dirt shot into the sky. The track broke instantly, causing the train to veer sharply to the side. Using its inertia, it scraped off the tracks, sending sparks flying, and overturned into the surrounding rainforest.

Completely disoriented by the sudden impact and rollover, the soldiers hadn't even had time to recover when a series of strange cries came from all directions!

The sudden bursts of gunfire, arrows, and spears caught them completely off guard.

The Na'vi warriors on the ground charged wildly on their horses, using the momentum to plunge their spears deep into the cracks in the carriage.

This was Jack's organization's first robbery, and RDA never expected that primitive people would rob them with firearms.

It wasn't any important supplies, so there weren't many security personnel. Also, with the armored train overturning, the machine gun mounted on top and the heavy machine guns on both sides were completely useless.

The Na'vi hunters' rapid-fire quickly suppressed the soldiers who had shown their faces. The humans, who had just raised their guns, were forced back by the fierce offensive and retreated into their vehicles to await rescue.

At that moment, the main force in the air swooped down and used Ikaran's sharp claws and mouth to tear open the twisted hatch.

The other Na'vi then quickly poured into the overturned carriages according to the pre-arranged plan.

They carried away boxes of rifles and ammunition, and heavy loads of medical supplies and rations.

Anything they could carry, regardless of what was inside, they swarmed like locusts, strapping it all to their warhorses and Ikalan's backs and carrying it away.

"Don't kill all the humans!"

If they don't cause trouble, we shouldn't interfere; rushing in will only increase casualties.

Jack stood beside the train wreckage, sternly stopping his people from rushing toward the human soldiers deep inside the carriages.

As long as they remained huddled inside the cabin, not showing their faces or resisting, he allowed them to hide.

He understood the principle of leaving a way out for others.

Exterminating humanity would not only leave one feeling guilty, but would also invite even stronger retaliation.

They were fighting for the hope of survival, not engaging in pointless killing.

This stalemate continued until the roar of the Scorpion support aircraft's propellers could be heard in the distance.

Seeing the cannon barrel on the fuselage rotating, Jack quickly blew the horn, "Disperse!"

Enter the dense forest!

Everyone take off!

"We don't need anything else! Let's get going!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scorching fire lashed out like a steel whip across the chaotic ground.

Before the two soldiers carrying supplies could even drop them, they were instantly blasted into pieces and sprayed with blood.

At this moment, there was no need to urge them on. As the surviving Na'vi's adrenaline surged, they squeezed their legs tightly around the Cocona's belly, quickly unleashing astonishing speed.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, it flew into the dark rainforest and hid deep within the massive thicket.

The Icaranas in the sky were even more agile and swift. Having experienced the attacks of the steel monster bird, they developed muscle memory and instantly flapped their wings, carrying their teammates and supplies away.

Despite the scattered group of primitive people, the Scorpion continued its frantic pursuit with roaring engines and machine gun fire.

But the machine was quickly defeated by the dense forest branches and jagged rocks.

Several unwilling Scorpion planes attempted to swoop down into the treeline to give chase, but were shattered by several crossbow bolts and spears suddenly shot out from behind the huge tree trunks, causing them to curse and pull up their noses.

In the end, they could only fire wildly into the jungle, futilely tearing apart leaves and vines, and the empty clouds.

In the end, they didn't even find a single target.

To be precise, it's unclear which Na'vi groups, broken into smaller units, are being hunted down.

"Damn blue pigs!" A racist curse came from the driver's furious outburst.

Looking around the train, all that remained was a mess of debris and scattered belongings... and the terrified survivors.

The support aircraft formation eventually had to re-hover over the broken tracks and smoking train wreckage to prevent the enemy from returning.

Chapter 114 Acquisition 1

Bridgehead colony, central command center.

Inside the cold, alloy cabin, footage of the Na'vi firing, looting, and hauling supplies from the train was being played on a recorder.

A communications officer strode to the command post, stood ramrod straight, and without announcing, said, "General!"

"This group of tribes with firepower has been identified..." He paused briefly, then pulled up key data, "The attackers are the Na'vi from the Omatikaya tribe from back then."

The use of firearms demonstrates a certain degree of tactical organization.

General Admo's gaze fell on the large screen. Amidst the chaos of war, she quickly spotted a Na'vi man wearing a vest and a military pouch hanging from his chest standing atop a train, gesturing and directing traffic.

"Zoom in there! Especially his hands."

The video focused, and everyone quickly saw the other person's five fingers clearly.

Only androids like the Avatars have five fingers; the Na'vi only have four.

Based on this clue, the technician immediately accessed the database. "General, match the physical fitness parameters in the database..."

This avatar is Jake Sully, that guy's a scoundrel.

"Hahaha, what a traitor!" Admo emphasized the last two words.

He doesn't care about the life and death of 200 billion people, but he pities a group of uncivilized savages!

Thinking of this, she cursed with undisguised rage and contempt: "Taking a human's weapon and then biting the hand that feeds him!"

"You ungrateful wretch who doesn't know his own limitations!"

"Issue an arrest warrant immediately! I want him to be infamous for eternity!"

The wanted notice is for the public to see; the real action for Ahmaud is yet to come.

She turned and pointed to all the outposts and surrounding human activity areas on the holographic combat map.

"An armed supply train has been hijacked; next time it could be a supply depot or our bridgehead."

She raised her hand and pointed directly at the rainforest map on the screen, ruthlessly ordering, "Pass on my command: initiate 'Operation Clear Wilderness'!"

"The entire 7th Marine Battalion was deployed to conduct a comprehensive, carpet search of all stations within a 50-kilometer radius!"

No matter which tribe they belong to, if they have blue skin, kill them all! Leave no one alive!

"Notify the air force wing to turn their radars up to maximum!"

I will find this traitor and his ridiculous lair within a month... seven days!

"At the same time, cut off Omatikaya's water supply and burn down their hunting grounds. I want those blue-skinned monkeys to know what our fate will be!"

"Yes, General!"

Just as all the staff officers and combat officers had agreed and before they could even begin assembling the troops, a piercing red alarm suddenly blared throughout the command center.

That wasn't a combat warning, but rather the highest-level assembly alert within the base.

As soon as the alarm sounds, no matter what you are doing, you must put down what you are doing, assemble, and wait for orders.

"What's going on?!" Admo's face darkened as she looked at her deputy, for only she had the authority to issue such a mobilization alert.

The deputy was also puzzled and quickly retrieved the data, but soon he was stunned as he looked at it.

He turned to Amod in disbelief and said, "General! Your authority has been forcibly taken over!"

"How is this possible?! Who here can take over my position?! RDA Corporation?!" Amod pushed his deputy aside in disbelief and hurriedly looked at the screen.

"Why...why didn't I receive any notification?!"