This is a strange plane.
Towering giant trees up to more than 20 meters high, dotted mountains floating in the air, colorful dense rainforests full of strange plants, and various animals and plants will emit light at night, just like a fantasy garden in a dream.
It''s like a devil living in a sea of blood.
Humans live in the steel jungle.
In this beautiful environment, some indigenous people also live.
Looking at the dead body lying in a pool of blood, Chen Feng''s eyes were deep. He was obviously thinking about something. The other party''s soles were very big and covered with calluses. Obviously, they had been used to the environment of the jungle and could shuttle freely around here without shoes.
Their skin is gray. In the dark night, it is difficult to find their whereabouts only with the naked eye. Their necks are very long. They are even uncoordinated with human eyes, but their noses are large, just like the noses of lions. Perhaps their sense of smell has been strengthened.
In addition, beside him was a weapon, a [javelin], the handle was carved from wood, and the top was polished stone.
Chen Feng picked up the javelin and gently threw it on the ground. The hard ground was like tofu and was pierced directly.
Very sharp!
Chen Feng''s pupil contracted into a thin line.
Jungle warfare is different from flat warfare.
As the aborigines living here, these [people] obviously have stronger innate advantages, but for one thing, what is their purpose here, simply looking or stepping on the spot?
Chen Feng''s ears trembled slightly and his eyes suddenly looked aside.
He heard something.
very little.
But it''s obviously the sound of weeds being touched under your feet.
A whip was thrown directly, the flame broke the dark night, then a scream, and a living aborigine was tied directly in front of Chen Feng.
“*&……”
This is a living aboriginal. He obviously had a gunshot wound on his right leg, which made him unable to go far. The other party spoke some aboriginal languages, but he didn''t hear what he said clearly.
Torture?
Chen Feng has the devil''s horn. His perceptual ability can really torture each other and get some information.
However, such efficiency is too slow. No one knows whether what the aborigines say is correct. For Chen Feng, he has a better way.
The necromancer appeared in the middle of the crowd.
Familiar with the ability of Chen Feng summoner, the soldiers around showed no different expressions, but some people looked curiously at the skeleton face under the cloak.
"Let''s go."
With Chen Feng''s order, the necromancer raised his scepter. The next second, he penetrated the aboriginal''s neck.
The white bone Scepter immediately pierced the aboriginal''s neck, and only heard a click. With the gushing of fishy blood, the aboriginal''s body was so paralyzed on the ground, and there was still a trace of fear and desire for life on that face.
Face this picture.
Chen Feng just stood on the ground with an expressionless face. It was like that only a mouse and insect died in front of him, which could not cause him any discomfort.
He abides by the laws of the forest.
The vast plane is a dark jungle. There are too many hunters living here, just like the human plane. They are found by insects and monsters, and the other party reacts at the first time. Most humans are killed. Here, the identity of Chen Feng and aborigines is the same.
Unknown creatures are hell and an eternal threat. Any existence that poses a little danger to itself should explore the secret of happiness. If necessary, the killer will not hesitate to hurt.
Throughout the ages, no force has relied on [kindness] to win a battlefield. To win a war, it is necessary to take the initiative by killing and expedition.
It''s cruel.
But this is the reality.
Although he can summon the devil''s horn to communicate with each other, Chen Feng doesn''t believe in his ears. What he believes is only his eyes.
"Wuwu..."
Before long, a painful roar came from the aboriginal body. The voice was sharp and hoarse. Some soldiers could not bear the noise and covered their ears.
A ghost appeared.
The necromancer mastered the magical black magic. In a moment, it refined a living life into a ghost.
The death is too miserable. The ghost is born with the attributes of curse and resentment. It looks at everyone around it fiercely, giving people the illusion that it will jump down immediately.
"Bang!"
A soft noise.
The ghost suddenly exploded in the next second. Then, some memory fragments began to repeat themselves. The people around seemed to be watching a silent movie with surprise on their faces.
By detonating the soul and exploring each other''s memory, this is a good technique used by the necromancer.
However, these memories are just some fragments, and many pictures flash by. At this time, Chen Feng stood attentively and stared at everything in front of him.
Useful fragments were screened out.
A swamp.
A group of strange looking aborigines.
They lay on the ground as if waiting for something. After a while, two soldiers came over. They were responsible for daily inspection. Unfortunately, they entered the ambush circle. The aborigines appeared. Javelin penetrated the soldiers'' chest. They were dragged directly to the depths of the dense forest before even asking for help.
For a few days.
In addition to the war dead, there are some soldiers who are mysteriously missing. It is obvious that they have suffered an accident.
A cold light appeared in Chen Feng''s eyes.
The memory changes again. There are hundreds of strange looking aborigines living in a tribal stronghold. They wipe some soil on their faces. In the front is a bent old man, very old, with wrinkled lines on his face like bark.
These people were dressed very brightly, as if they were worshiping something. The figure of the soldiers was exposed again, but now they were a little flesh and blood blurred. It was obvious that they had been beaten and tortured.
In the final picture, the old Aboriginal cut the soldier''s neck with a knife, and a large amount of blood flowed on the ground, while the surrounding people raised their arms, looking very excited and violent.
This is the end of the screen.
Very depressed, some soldiers even clenched their fists, and they also saw the picture just now.
Our companions were brutally killed by these guys. No one knows what kind of fear and torture their companions suffered at the last moment.
Chen Feng frowned slightly. He was remembering what he had just seen.
Through his memory, he found that the camp environment of the other party was very dirty. From some perspectives, there were even large tracts of feces on the ground. Men, women and children stepped on the ground barefoot without any discomfort on their faces. In addition, the house was also very low, like a pile of weeds and trees. However, the fence outside was very strong, All of them are thick logs. Even huge beasts can''t break them directly.
These pictures give people a feeling of desolation.
Like a primitive tribe, even serious civilization was not born.
Chaos, killing, mess.
Everything here is so primitive and desolate.
However, all this is not what Chen Feng cares about. What he cares about is the other party''s attitude. His soldiers were killed, and the murderers are these strange aborigines.
They seem to be worshipping something. There is a detail. The elderly aborigines who are similar to sacrificing are chanting words when cutting the soldier''s neck, and there is a manic and surly statue behind them. However, all this is too vague, and Chen Feng doesn''t know at all.
The true purpose of these indigenous peoples is no longer important.
Importantly, they have provoked Chen Feng.
The soldiers were captured and killed by innocent people. For Chen Feng, this is undoubtedly a declaration of war.
Chen Feng will not wait to die, nor does he intend to give these aborigines another chance to nip all dangers in the bud. This is the criterion of his life.
Chen Feng''s palm condensed a long flame sword. He held it high. First he glanced at the soldiers around him, and then said loudly, "our companions were killed. This is a provocation!"
"Do you want to accept this fact cowardly, or follow me to flatten each other''s camp and avenge your dead companions?"
Bursts of loud voices hit the soldier''s heart.
Everyone blushed, and even the blood in their eyes appeared. After a series of battles, they had already degenerated. They were not those submissive ordinary people before, but real soldiers who dared to fight with monsters, fight with insects, and cut off the heads of zombies with their bare hands.
Blade, weapon, professional, magic crystal cannon.
Occupying such an advantage, how could these people swallow this evil spirit without hesitation? Everyone raised their arms and shouted: "revenge!"
"Revenge!"
"Revenge!"
The terrible killing machine appeared on the soldiers. At this time, even the surrounding jungle was filled with a strong killing machine. Some wild animals felt all this and ran away in panic.
Chen Feng put down his long sword. His face was almost like a stone, gloomy and terrible.
People need to control their destiny in their own hands. The same is true in the face of war. They also need to stay here for a period of time. If they accept the reality in this way, it will inevitably encourage the arrogance of each other.
Revenge!
Just like the beasts before, any enemy who is dangerous to himself should be destroyed.
Even more, Chen Feng has some other plans.
These people are strong and have much more strength than ordinary people. Now the economic development zone and Qiaodong are being rebuilt, and people are needed everywhere. If these indigenous people can be captured back, it can obviously speed up the construction.
Moreover, there is no need to talk about human rights when dealing with such prisoners. There is only one value of their existence, that is, work!
Revenge begins!
In addition to fruits and minerals, in Chen Feng''s eyes, these populations are also important resources.