There, hanging upside down on the stone tablet, was a man, naked, with a large wound on his neck from which blood was dripping. It was obvious that this man was the missing companion of the foreigners!
This group of foreigners were clearly terrified; their faces turned ashen, as if they had lost their parents.
Wang Ping was already standing beside me and quickly helped me to the side.
"The Dead Sea... it's obvious they were killed by those indigenous people. I just didn't expect their methods to be so bloody. What should we do next?"
Bai Wei, who was standing nearby, had also seen the scene and had already moved closer to me, muttering, "I think we should leave quickly. This foreigner has already been killed. What good will it do if we stay here? This group of people are obviously ruthless killers. They've killed someone and are probably holding some kind of memorial service. If we stay here, aren't we just waiting to be slaughtered?"
Among the group of foreigners, a bearded man stood up trembling. His face was pale, his eyes were full of sorrow, and he went to the man's side with tears in his eyes. He helped the big man down from the pile of stones that was hanging upside down.
My male colleague explained to us that these foreigners said they wanted to take this person back, and that they couldn't let him die in such a desolate place no matter what.
We've found this person, so taking him away is perfectly reasonable. Besides, Bai Wei is right; we can't stay here any longer. Otherwise, who knows how things might develop?
"Let's leave now, the sooner the better, and then keep a close watch on our surroundings."
The group of foreigners carefully untied the foreign man and placed him on the ground. I shone a torch on his face, and his eyeballs were bulging out, making him look particularly terrifying.
After I took him off and laid him flat on the ground, I noticed that there were strange symbols drawn on his chest in red. I had no idea what they meant, but whatever they meant, the fact that another person had died on this trip was not good news for us.
The group of foreigners were clearly also unable to accept the death of their companion. They carefully took off their clothes and covered the foreign man's body with them. Then they used two sticks tied with vines to make a very simple stretcher and placed the dead foreign man on it.
Our group started walking out of this grove of trees almost without stopping.
The scene I just witnessed still lingers in my mind, and I feel a chill run down my spine. As we walked, I looked at Wang Ping and whispered, "After we get out of here, let's go back to our respective camps. Continuing forward will be a lot of pressure for anyone, especially since someone has already died. Let's wait until things calm down before making any further moves."
Wang Ping nodded in agreement: "I think so too. Besides, we've been out for over ten days and we don't know what the situation is like at the camp. Only Chen Jian and a group of women were left there, and I'm a little uneasy about it."
As we discussed our plan, we walked out. But before we had gone far, a sound suddenly came from the woods, like a whistle, long and sharp.
I was stunned, and the people around me immediately panicked. My colleagues, who had been scattered on both sides, alert to the commotion, all gathered around us.
The group of foreigners turned pale, and the bearded foreigner immediately moved closer to me and said something in a very low voice.
The male colleague who was standing next to me said, "He wondered if it was those indigenous people who had been hiding in the shadows, preparing to attack us, and now that they saw we were about to leave, they were planning to make their move?"
"I don't know either, but that whistle is definitely not a good sign. Let's not worry about it for now, getting out of here is the most important thing! Wang Ping, you lead the way while keeping an eye on the markings, I'll cover the rear!"
Wang Ping nodded, while I grabbed a rather imposing foreigner and walked at the very back of the crowd.
Fortunately, these foreigners finally realized what it meant for a fallen phoenix to be worse than a chicken, and they handed me the best gun in their team.
We followed the crowd closely, carefully backing away for about half an hour, but we still hadn't made it out of the woods.
Based on my previous memory, after walking for so long, even if we couldn't get out of the woods, we should have reached the edge by now, but the line of people in front of us showed no sign of stopping.
Just as I was about to ask Wang Ping what was going on, chaos suddenly broke out in the crowd. I saw people who had been walking forward suddenly stop and then retreat. I was startled and immediately raised my gun and turned to look.
It was only then that I noticed a firelight in the distance, and Wang Ping, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, had his arms outstretched, holding a gun in one hand and a torch in the other, looking ready for battle.
I immediately walked over to Wang Ping's side, frowning as I looked ahead.
Based on my calculations, the torchlight was about three or four hundred meters away from us. Since it was already completely dark, the light was particularly dazzling. We were also holding our own torches, and if we could see their torchlight, then they must also be able to see ours.
In this way, the torches we are holding are no longer weapons for survival, but rather things that bring disaster.
But at this moment I cannot let everyone put out the torches, because once there is no light, our situation will only get worse.
"Everyone, squat down and be quiet!"
I immediately had everyone form a circle and then squat down on the spot. The group of foreigners placed the dead foreign man in the crowd, and they all picked up their guns, including the guy with the pointed fork who had been sitting earlier, who looked at the situation ahead with vigilance and fear.
We dared not move a muscle, not even breathe, but the flames seemed to be deliberately getting closer and closer to us.
Wang Ping, standing to the side, was so nervous that his veins bulged.
I patted his hand and shook my head at him: "We've always wanted to find Yang Rui and the others peacefully and get an answer, but in the current situation, we can't just stay safe whenever we want. Since that's the case, even if they really come and these indigenous people want to besiege us, we might as well go all out and fight them to the death. We all have two arms and two legs. If we really risk our lives, are we going to suffer a loss?"
I made up my mind to fight them to the death, and at that moment the flickering flames were getting closer and closer to us.
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