Chapter 1292

Within the tribe.

After a scream.

It began to be lively.

Not for a while.

"Woo woo ~ ~"

the noisy horn sounds from the horn and spreads all over the tribe. All of a sudden, everyone didn't feel sleepy. They took up arms and rushed out of the house. There was a big enemy coming.

It's not about life and death.

It won't ring.

Soon.

People who rush out know.

His tribe was "stolen" by others.

And they stole to the highland directly. If someone didn't get up and pee, they would still be sleeping.

A square.

Looking at hundreds of tribal warriors in a coma.

Their heart and hair are cool.

It's amazing that someone can sneak into the tribe quietly, solve the sentries along the way, and take away the prisoners of the tribe. If they are attacked, they will die without knowing how to die.

It seems.

The other side is poisoned.

Soon.

The tribal doctors are done.

Go to the patriarch.

"Patriarch, after examination, all the tribal soldiers have been shot with anaesthetic guns and entered into a state of deep anaesthesia. They are not dead, and there is no response to the pain of water splashing. However, I don't know when to wake up for the moment."

"Anesthesia gun? Did you find the bullet? " The patriarch had a gloomy face.

Someone stole the tower.

As the head of the clan, he seemed to be slapped in public, and his sense of humiliation could not be removed. Like the clan, he also had a lingering fear. If these guys steal their own lives. That's terrible.

Who is it.

Saved the Chinese?

Is that right.

Is it Chinese?

No way.

This conjecture was ruled out in an instant. Huaxia could not use her strength for the sake of a person with little value. Moreover, if Huaxia intervened, she would not be so "unruly.".

Otherwise.

Once you report to the South African government.

This is a diplomatic event.

So.

In order not to leave a handle, Huaxia will only use official force to exert pressure.

So.

Other forces.

"At present, no anesthetic ammunition has been found, but there is a small red spot on the body of these tribal soldiers. I think that in order to avoid finding the origin, the ammunition was taken away."

The patriarch asked, "can you tell what kind of anesthetic it is?"

"I can't see that unless we have a blood test, and many research institutions and hospitals in Cape Town have such equipment. In my opinion, in order to avoid the drug being metabolized quickly, we need to send it as soon as possible."

"OK, contact immediately, send it to the blood test, and get out of the way of the people in Cape Town, and catch the last woman." Said the patriarch.

"Yes."

At this time.

A middle-aged man stood up next to him.

"Patriarch, if it's a rescue, I think the woman should also be taken away. Therefore, I think the most urgent task is to send someone to the airport to stay and prevent the woman from leaving by plane."

"Also, let's stop the people in the police system on the way to the city. According to the time, Weisong and the people who saved him should not have entered the city. There must be a lot of these people."

Listen to the patriarch.

He nodded.

"Well, the soldiers are divided into four groups. There are a wave of people going to the airport, a wave of people going to the woman's residence, a wave of encirclement, and finally, a few people going to the blood test. Make sure to find out the source of the anesthetic."

"Yes."

Ten minutes.

The long motorcade set out.

More than 100.

In the dark, like a long dragon.

This time.

Dare to challenge them, never give up.

"Bang ~ ~"

"bang bang ~ ~"

just a mile out of the village.

There are more than 50 cars ahead.

A group burst.

What's more.

It's not a single explosion. The front and rear four wheels stop cooking one after another. Suddenly, the whole team stops. They are all stupid. No, if the tire needle is punctured, how can it explode more than 50 cars.

It's not scientific.

Is that right.

Is there a time delay tire binding device underground?

Right away.

People get off to check.

But.

Nothing.

“。。。”

"Patriarch, they are well prepared. We have more than 50 cars. They are useless."

"It seems that our enemies are very intelligent."

Nonsense.

No brain.

Can you make them eat like this?

"Let the car with a flat tire continue to drive forward, open the way for the car behind, and wait until it's on the road. It should be OK." The patriarch was also a wise man, and immediately gave the "right" order."Yes."

The team moved on.

However.

Compared with before.

They all mentioned that it was still a tire pricker. If it was thunder, they would all be "mine clearing vehicles". Suddenly, the other party's "kindness" reduced their hatred.

After all.

Weisong killed the man.

It's the high level of the tribe, and they can only be regarded as distant relatives. The anger just now also comes from the provocation of their own tribe. Now, knowing that the enemy has the ability to kill them, their hatred is greatly reduced.

However.

It's only three hundred meters.

"Bang bang ~ ~"

the car in the back.

Another burst.

“。。。”

Now.

It's kind of weird.

Is that right.

Ghost?

"Patriarch, what should we do?"

“。。。”

It's cold.

"Drive, keep going, drive to the main road, and I'll send a car over here."

That's it.

At the cost of hundreds of tires.

They took a "safe" road and saw the car behind the tribe come up. The grass not far away suddenly moved, and then a vague outline slowly rose.

A moment later.

Disappeared into the dark night sky.

Delay tire pricker?

Of course, it doesn't exist.

It's the drone. It's controlled by a computer. The firing rate is more than 60 shots per second. The faint gunfire mixed with the sound of a tire burst didn't arouse those people's suspicion at all.

Drones on both sides.

Work together.

Because of the problem of shooting angle and the rugged road, we can only attack more than 50 vehicles at a time, so we divided them into two times. The blocking task was completed, and there was nothing wrong with the remaining UAVs.

Return trip.

。。。

Jiang Wan was only half an hour away.

Two cars drive into the community.

"Police, open the door."

Several South African policemen called to the doorman.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Jiang Wan, she is suspected of a homicide. Hurry up." The black policeman said impatiently that he was called up at night. It's strange that he was happy, but he had to carry out the tribal orders.

"Isn't she taken away by your people?" Uncle Ji was stunned and said blankly.

Listen.

The others were stunned.

Is Jiang Wan taken away?

Sure enough.

The other side was ready.

"When did it happen?" Asked the black man.

I didn't hide it.

The community is monitored.

"About 30 minutes ago, you two colleagues took her away, and I asked, she didn't say where to go."

The black police quickly took out their cell phones and reported to the tribe. After a few words, they hung up. Several people came to the security room to get surveillance... No clue at all.

People.

They don't know each other.

The car.

I didn't remember, especially when I called to check the license plate. It turned out that the license plate was not issued. Obviously, the other party pretended to be a South African police officer and forged the license plate. The clue was broken.