These are things that the Baija people, who live in the heart of the jungle year-round, certainly possess.
This is equivalent to catching them all in one fell swoop...
"Walid, come and take a look." Yak then handed the binoculars to the left of Chamuji, to a middle-aged man with a thick beard.
He took it and looked at it for a while. Unlike the other two, although his expression was also one of joy, his smile quickly disappeared.
Walid rubbed his large nose, causing the nose ring beneath it to tremble slightly, and his expression became serious and puzzled.
He was the smartest person in the team and had helped the cannibals win countless wars against other tribes.
Therefore, he served as the strategist in the team.
Seeing his expression, both Chamuji and Yak suppressed their joy.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem here?"
"Say something!"
When asked by the two men, Walid frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Have you noticed that the treehouse is very well made?"
Upon hearing this, the two rolled their eyes. Chamuji slapped his head...
"Are you kidding me? I told you to look at the guards inside!"
“I saw it!” Walid retorted impatiently, pointing to the sentry post in the distance.
"This is most likely the tribe of those women, but didn't you notice?"
These treehouses are exquisitely crafted; could these women, who only know how to build mud houses, possibly have made them?
His words startled the two of them, and they began to carefully examine the house in the distance.
When Chamuji saw the wall surrounding the sentry post, he suddenly realized...
The ends of the wood used to build the house's walls were perfectly flat and smooth.
According to his understanding, the Baijia tribe only possesses rusty machetes, and the cuts made from the wood are jagged and easily distinguishable.
The clean cuts are clearly made with a saw.
How could the backward Baijia tribe possibly have something like a saw?
"Something doesn't seem right. Could it be that these women have acquired new tools?"
Yak, however, curled his lip dismissively and said, "Hey, brother, these women just love to ambush others and often rob members of other races who are alone."
They must have stolen things from the Shuar tribe during this period to get the new tools, which is quite normal.
"It's just a saw. As long as it's not a gun, we can just take it."
Chamuji shook his head, clearly disagreeing with him. "If it really only involves tools, then of course there's not much of a problem."
But Walid's words make sense. Look at the structure and workmanship of that house; it's definitely not something these women could have made.
I once visited a market on the outskirts of the jungle, and this house looks almost identical to the treehouses there.
Tucker chimed in, "Could it be that these women have outsiders helping them? Perhaps modern people, or perhaps people from other tribes?"
Walid quickly shook his head in denial, clearly disagreeing with the statement.
"This is very strange. I know that some modern people from outside come to the jungle for thrilling adventures."
However, they generally do not venture deep into the Amazon, nor do they interfere with the lives of the local indigenous people.
Besides, these Baija women are known for their bad tempers and stubbornness, and they view men as demons. Even if someone were willing to help them, they probably wouldn't accept it.
As for other races coming to help them, that's even more impossible. Who would leave so many treasures untouched? These women are all beauties!
After thinking for a long time without being able to come up with a solution, Chamuji finally gave the order.
Why did this tribe suddenly develop so rapidly? Why don't we just go in and see for ourselves?
After a brief discussion, Walid suggested that the hundred or so people be evacuated first, and then four small teams were formed to survey the surrounding area to see if a suitable breakthrough point could be found.
Even though they were both primitive people, and even though their equipment and weapons were more advanced than those of the Baijia tribe, they didn't want to alert the enemy.
After all, they had fought against these women before and knew that these women were fearless in a fight.
Chamuji and his men wanted to capture them alive, because only the living were valuable.
The saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy." It's best to understand the situation before taking any action.
But soon, after they circled the area several times, they discovered...
There are four outposts on the outer perimeter alone, each with four people, located in all directions.
This had never happened before in attacks on the Baija tribe. Chamuji didn't know whether these people had suddenly become enlightened or if they had really received help from outsiders.
But this scene only made him more curious.
So he personally led a few of his men who were good at hiding and infiltrating, and quietly crept over under the cover of the tall plants around them.
It's probably because Ye Feng is gone, and he wiped out the Shuar tribe's bounty hunter team a while ago, plus the Baijia tribe gained a new member today.
At this moment, the female soldiers on guard duty in the sentry post were very relaxed and even started chatting, not taking their duties seriously at all.
Chamuji and Walid, along with their group of five, infiltrated the area effortlessly.
Just when they thought these women had only appeared to have learned their lesson and were actually still backward and foolish...
The group then saw rows of tall wooden fences blocking their way...
When they looked through the binoculars, Chamuji and the others were stunned.
Little did they know that these foolish and backward women had actually learned how to build camps.
These wooden fences, about 5 meters high, enclosed the entire Baija camp and were inserted side by side into the ground.
In addition, there are four sentry posts in front, behind, left, and right, each with a female soldier on duty.
Although they couldn't get inside, they had binoculars, and through the gaps in the wooden fences, they could still see the Baija people holding a celebration ceremony in the open space inside.
On the earthen stove on the ground, there was a large iron pot sitting on it, and the other women were holding many strange tools and weapons.
After a while, Chamuji finally put the binoculars down...
"Walid, it seems we were all wrong. These women must have outside help."
Otherwise, they could never have built such a village before they died.
And many of the tools they used were ones I'd never seen before.
"You've read a lot of books, do you recognize all of them?"
As he spoke, he handed over the binoculars. Walid took a look, and his face twitched involuntarily.
His first focus was on the strange stoves in those small sheds.
Of course, there's also that strange human-shaped clay sculpture. Looking at the sculpture's features, it's clearly a human, and its appearance is distinctly different from that of the indigenous people.
Not only that, the houses in this tribe have all been renovated and are much better than the houses I saw when I last attacked the Baija tribe.
He thought this was outrageous enough, but the next second, he saw several women squatting in the corner chopping wood.
In their hands, they held a gleaming, sharp steel axe, a single-edged machete, and the most expensive machete sold in the jungle... a Nepalese kukri...
In addition, several women practicing shooting nearby were holding bows and arrows that he had never used but had only seen in books.
Recurve bows, compound bows, crossbows, and compound bows that can be fired without needing to nock an arrow, as well as arrowheads that are clearly made of iron.
Upon seeing this, Walid swallowed hard, his expression complex.
Greed was mixed with doubt, and doubt was filled with fear.
How could these backward women make iron arrowheads? How did they acquire this skill? And where did the iron come from?
If it's for purchase, then where does the money come from?
Moreover, these cold weapons are rare even in their own tribes, yet so many suddenly appeared in the Baijia tribe, which barely has any knives.
Any one of these items could sell for hundreds of dollars at the market.
If used as a weapon for self-defense, it would be the coolest thing in the tribe.
Seeing Walid's shocked expression, Chamuji couldn't help but nudge him.
"What are those weapons? Do you recognize them?"
Walid nodded excitedly and then told him the names of all the weapons one by one.
After hearing this, Chamuji was so excited that he kept rubbing his palms together.
It's like their wish came true; they were capturing these women to make money.
The purpose of taking the money was to buy weapons...
The Amazon is not much different from the outside world. In the struggle for resources and territory, the various ethnic groups are just like the various countries outside.
They were all fighting each other for the interests of their own tribe, vying for territory and resources in order to gain more living space and increase the size of their tribe.
That's why there are people of the same ethnicity who are distributed in every part of the Amazon.
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