These guys are the same, I didn’t expect it.

They actually encountered such strong resistance.

Before, they didn't even notice the primitive people.

Since it is so powerful.

In an instant, countless of them were killed!

"No, no, sir, the two battleships have lost contact. I'm afraid there's something unexpected."

The men rushed in in panic.

After hearing this, the masked man frowned fiercely. He really couldn't imagine what these primitive people could do to resist?

"Could it be? It's the fault of modern people."

The masked man frowned: "Never mind that, as long as we can capture enough primitive people, what does losing one or two battleships mean?"

Although the masked man said so.

But I was already a little panicked.

After all, warships are also extremely important strategic materials for them.

He brought so many people here.

But encountered such danger.

You can imagine the consequences when you come back after you go back.

Bringing five battleships with so many people and complete equipment resulted in so much damage and no gain at all.

People from the Island of Death.

I will never let him go!

Another beach at this time.

More than two thousand soldiers moved quickly along the beach.

Here is a river.

It runs through the entire island.

It is also one of the fresh water sources in the entire island.

All tribes have a customary agreement that no one from any tribe passing by who comes here to fetch water is allowed to attack.

More than two thousand people trained quickly and at extremely fast speeds.

When we are about to approach the tribe.

The leader suddenly raised his hand and everyone stopped.

"Something's not right."

The leader frowned slightly: "According to the map, it is the rainy season now, so the river should be very wide. Why is the river so narrow?"

"It shouldn't be."

"It's okay, it's okay. Maybe there's something wrong with this island."

"That's right. We have never been here before. Who knows what the condition of this river is. There shouldn't be any surprises."

Hear what this guy said.

Others shook their heads.

Everyone expressed very calmness.

I feel like there won't be any problem.

The person who took the lead still had some ominous premonitions in his heart.

"We'd better be careful."

"Now we are less than three hundred meters away from the tribe. We just have to walk through the jungle in front of us."

"It's around two o'clock in the morning, which is when they sleep the most."

"We must strive to control the entire tribe as quickly as possible. After all, you have heard that another coastal war has begun."

The leading man said.

The rest of the people nodded.

But it's a pity that they didn't find it.

Upstream, an old guy was hiding in a tree, showing a very sinister smile, holding a telescope in his hand, and saw them clearly.

This is the valley.

Both sides resemble cliffs.

Almost ninety degrees.

This cliff was also washed out by the river.

If there is a big flood, people inside will basically not be able to escape.

Ford saw the group of guys approaching the dam.

Suddenly he waved his hand.

The warriors of the primitive tribe have already been prepared.

A bomb was installed on it, and after hearing the instructions, it detonated without saying a word.

With two roaring explosions, the dam made of simple wood and stones exploded instantly.

Countless streams of water surged out.

The rumbling sound echoed in the valley like an ancient beast, and it looked extremely terrifying.

"What sound?"

These people all frowned when they heard it, and looked around with great vigilance.

What's going on?

This sound was like the God of War from ancient times suddenly waking up and running towards them with endless wild power.

"Something's wrong!"

These people frowned suddenly, realizing that something was not right.

But by the time they discovered the real source of the sound, it was already too late.

Before his eyes, an endless torrent surged in, mixed with anger.

"It's not good!"

After several people saw it, they roared loudly, then turned around and ran away.

But how can they escape the flood?

Just a few seconds later, these people were swallowed up by the ruthless flood. No matter how strong they were, they could not resist the force of nature.

Ford stood there with a cold face.

Watching the death of these people is like watching a herd of cattle and sheep, without any feeling.

"I originally thought that we would wait for the flood to pass and let this group of primitive people rush in and kill them all, but now it seems that this is not necessary."

"These guys probably won't be alive anymore."

Sure enough, after half an hour of washing, there was no one alive on the beach.

There were only a few hundred people, reluctantly clinging to the nearby trees, but they were already exhausted.

The warriors of the primitive tribe wiped out all these people with almost no effort, and followed Ford's instructions and picked up all the weapons.

these weapons.

But it’s of great use!

"Not to mention, the things on Death Island are pretty good."

Ford stroked these weapons, feeling amused.

These weapons were still usable after being washed by water for more than half an hour, and they were brand new.

I'm afraid even the people on Death Island can't predict it.

The weapons they spend a lot of money to buy will eventually be used to kill their own people.

The old guy said nothing.

A big wave of his hand.

They were sent back with weapons.

Some of them.
To be continued...