But worrying about anything else is useless at this time; the most important thing is to guard the camp.
We must ensure that Liu Jiaojiao gives birth safely and protect this little life.
I immediately took a deep breath, gripped the gun tightly, and fired a shot at the indigenous people outside.
I didn't know if my shot hit anyone, but the banging on the door outside still stopped.
"We just want to survive here, that's all. And we definitely won't stay here forever. We've been trying to find a way to leave this godforsaken place. If you want peace and quiet, then wait for us to leave, and we'll stop bothering you. But if you keep pushing your luck, then I'll fight you to the death today! Wang Ping, bring some hot water!"
As I shouted, Wang Ping handed me the hot water, and I quickly used the clay basin to pour the entire basin, including the water, out.
These local people are really tough; even with scalding oil and water poured on them, they didn't back down. Instead, they attacked our wooden door even more frantically.
I didn't know what was going on with Liu Jiaojiao inside Chen Jian's house, and I was even more worried about Wang Xiaoxiao's condition, so I couldn't care about anything else at the moment and could only stall for time.
While directing my male colleagues around me to pick up the stones on the mountaintop, I frantically smashed them down.
Yang Rui and Wang Ping had already moved closer to me and started clearing away the lynxes that had pounced on us, making the scene extremely chaotic.
But we know that if we can't make it through tonight, then we will die.
Thinking of the foreigner who had been drained of his blood and died in the woods, our hearts grew even heavier.
I gritted my teeth, firing my gun while dodging the lynx attacks from behind, and retreated to our wooden house. But these lynxes came on fiercely, clearly having been completely brainwashed by the indigenous people. They were not afraid of death at all, and they pounced on the crowd like madmen.
Yang Rui's marksmanship was surprisingly good; he took down several lynxes in just a few shots.
But after these lynxes were knocked down, the ones that rushed up after them became even more ferocious.
If I didn't know they lived on this deserted island, I would have suspected that these lynxes had some kind of chip implanted in them, and that they didn't even know what death meant.
We spent over an hour going through all that trouble, but our situation is now even more difficult.
The wooden door at the foot of the mountain could no longer hold up, and one of the pillars on the side had even started to creak and groan, clearly on the verge of breaking.
I was filled with utter despair, but there was nothing else I could do but hope that dawn would break soon.
Just then, the wooden door finally gave way and crashed into our camp with a loud thud.
The indigenous people flooded into our camp like a tidal wave.
They each held weapons made of bone. By the light of the fire, I finally saw clearly the indigenous man who resembled a leader that I had seen in the woods that day. He was now standing behind the other indigenous people, his deep eyes fixed on our camp.
Finally, he waved his hand, and the indigenous people, as if they had received some kind of command, rushed frantically toward our mountaintop.
The female colleagues were terrified, but they still stood nervously by the water cart, fetching water and boiling it continuously.
Several male colleagues poured mud into basins one by one, but the indigenous people paid no attention to this and just rushed upwards.
With my gun in hand, I shot one of the Tuzin people in the shoulder. He swayed and fell down the mountain. And then, the Tuzin people roared once again.
The lynxes we were fighting also began to become even more frenzied.
Seeing that the situation was starting to get out of control, I suddenly heard a roar behind me. Before I could turn around, I saw a huge pile of flames shooting down the mountain.
Only then did I hear Wang Ping shout, "Chen Jian, are you crazy!"
When I turned around, I saw that Chen Jian was holding a large wooden board, which had obviously just been taken down from somewhere.
He then scattered our small campfire all the way down the mountain.
This time, the indigenous people finally cried out in agony as they tumbled down the mountain like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
Chen Jianyi, as if he had gone mad, continued to build another bonfire, shouting loudly. Then, with a forceful movement, he scattered all the bonfires down the mountain. Afterward, he pulled out the gun I had given him earlier, raised it, and fired at the indigenous people.
Chen Jian's marksmanship had never been very good, but this time he really surprised everyone, because his shot actually blew a local man's head off, blood splattered everywhere, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air.
Even though the indigenous people were not afraid of death, they all began to hesitate when they saw this situation.
After exchanging bewildered glances, the indigenous people retreated down the mountain one by one, but they still held weapons in their hands and glared at us menacingly.
The situation became tense again, and at this moment I quickly went to Chen Jian's side and found that Chen Jian's hands were covered with blisters, obviously burned by the hot campfire.
Meanwhile, our hot water was finally ready, and several male colleagues poured it all down the mountain, causing the indigenous people to retreat once again.
The indigenous leader, the old man, was still standing at a distance watching us with a dark expression.
Clearly, their intention this time was to wipe us out in one fell swoop.
But the last time we were surrounded in the woods, it was because we didn't have the advantage.
Firstly, we didn't know which way to go at the time.
Secondly, we were already exhausted. We had been traveling for so many days and were terrified every night, which is why we were surrounded by these indigenous people and almost got into danger.
But this time, when we were completely victorious, they still came here to provoke us, which means they really don't regard us as human beings.
I raised my gun and looked at the old indigenous man hiding in the farthest distance. But it was too dark, and he was too far away. I couldn't guarantee I could kill him with one shot. But we couldn't just keep passively being bullied like this.
If they fail this time, who knows what underhanded tactics they might use to launch a sneak attack again after they regroup.
There's no such thing as a thousand-year-old thief, so we must come to a conclusion.
I tried to hold my breath and stay calm, then aimed at the old man and fired a shot.
But the shot still went astray, missing its mark. The indigenous leader was clearly prepared for this, giving me a fierce look before waving his hand and making a few strange noises as if giving orders.
The indigenous people who had been eyeing us menacingly, ready to seize any opportunity to pounce on us and wipe us out, quickly vanished into the darkness.
Then all the lynxes in the camp disappeared, as if the tense events that had just occurred were merely our imagination and had never happened at all...
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