Chapter 1057: Disgusting
Old Muto led the way before, and when everyone arrived at Olduvai Gorge, it was just past 3 a.m., and it was still a while before 4 a.m., which was the darkest time before dawn, and when most people were sleeping soundly.
Since the camp gate had not been installed in time, the people inside casually pulled two barricades to block the gate. That thing couldn't even stop monkeys, let alone people.
The unattended campfire was almost extinguished, and the dividing line between light and darkness gradually approached the center of the circle surrounded by tents. The two old blacks sitting by the campfire lowered their heads and watered the grass on the ground in front of them with saliva.
"Ugh!"
One of the guards A felt his mouth and nose covered by someone, and was suddenly awakened by a feeling of suffocation. However, before he could struggle, he felt a slight pain in his neck and lost consciousness again.
At the same time, Guard B, who was across the campfire from him, had fallen softly to the ground. Jack pulled back the dagger from the old black's armpit and showed his big white teeth that were as shiny as his to the stunned white beside him.
Clay released his fingers on Guard A's carotid artery, and put his limp body back slightly. Jack stepped over the smoldering campfire and grabbed his feet.
The two of them worked together to carry the unconscious old black out of the camp, and behind them, Old Muto's little brother took off his shirt and sat in Guard A's original position.
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When a person who has been in the city for a long time is in the wilderness of the wild land, it is difficult not to panic.
The unpolluted starlight is beautiful, but if you look at it for a long time, you will have the illusion of falling into it. When it is not a full moon, the little moonlight can hardly dispel the darkness around you.
Guard A was very scared at this time, although he was not a city dweller.
But anyone who wakes up with a sharp knife on his neck and a circle of guys staring at him will definitely not feel safe at the first time.
Old Mutos exerted a little force on his arm and pushed the three-edged thorn in his hand upwards. Guard A's body stiffened instantly, and he couldn't help but hold his breath, let alone continue to struggle.
The bayonet slowly pierced the skin on Guard A's chin, and blood slowly flowed down the blade of the three-edged thorn. Old Mutos then released the rough big hand covering the other's mouth and nose and began to ask questions in the local dialect.
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"Bang!" A crisp gunshot exploded in his ears. Elijah, who was sleeping on the only bed in the camp, subconsciously touched under the pillow, but touched nothing.
Then he felt a pain in his ankle, followed by an irresistible strange force, and the whole person flew out.
"Bang!"
Although Jack prefers to use skills to defeat the enemy most of the time, it feels good to use brute force occasionally.
He slightly copied the way the Hulk threw Loki, but at the last moment he still used a little tricky force, otherwise Elijah would probably burst his brain and die on the spot.
Holding the little boy Nicholas who was still wiping tears, Hannah stepped directly between Elijah's legs and stepped over his body to walk out of the chapel. Elijah, who had just fainted, let out an inhuman scream and woke up immediately.
Jack's gunshot was the signal for action. When he dragged the half-dead Elijah and followed Hannah outside, the place was already in chaos.
According to the explanation of Guard A just now, except for Elijah who was qualified to live in the chapel, the others could only live in tents temporarily before the wooden house in the camp was built.
At that time, Jack was still a little confused. The situation in the camp was clear at a glance. There were only eight tents built around the campfire, and they were all small double tents. I don't know how these guys squeezed.
Now the answer is revealed, it's just a simple squeeze, regardless of the number of people or even gender.
After Old Muto asked Guard A about the situation in the camp, everyone left a militia member to guard the prisoners, and the others all sneaked into the camp secretly.
Two people served a tent and cut the mooring rope with a knife in advance. When the gunshots were heard in the chapel, everyone opened the tents at the same time and shone the strong flashlights on the disgusting fleshworms on the ground.
8 tents, more than 30 people, men and women, men and women, men and women, black and white, white and black, white and black, white and black.
Various combinations, various matches, different quantities, everything is available.
This job is easier than expected, but also more disgusting than expected. The butt of the gun hit hard again and again. The militia boys of Lao Muto were extremely cruel. Anyway, no matter black or white, it is definitely right to beat the men.
Ten minutes later, everyone was gathered around the campfire. As a few new firewood were thrown in, the fire shook slightly and burned again.
"Put on all your clothes!" Lao Muto commanded two militiamen under his command to throw a pile of clothes in front of them, and repeated the order in English, Swahili and several local dialects.
Most of the people woke up and put on their clothes tremblingly. The rest were still immersed in sleep or hallucinations, unconsciously making all kinds of ugly gestures, most of them were the women who were abducted.
"These were found in the tent." Aubrey handed a few bags to Jack. He opened them and saw that some were big ones, and the rest were various dried mushrooms.
After feeding water and inducing vomiting, it was already dawn. All the male followers in the camp were tied up, and the abducted women had basically regained consciousness.
Elijah, whose ribs were broken by Jack, finally recovered with a groan, and spoke in a tone of a charlatan.
"Whether you are the CIA or Interpol, this place is not under your jurisdiction. Everyone here has gathered together and come to this sacred place with free will."
Is the FBI so shameless? Jack kicked him on the butt with a little dissatisfaction, kicked him down beside the campfire, and almost let this guy be directly executed by the fire.
"I am Jubal Valentine, the special agent in charge of the FBI. Don't play Elijah. You are arrested for kidnapping 22 American citizens and murdering one of them."
Jubal was quick-witted and pulled him back, and gave him a pair of beautiful silver bracelets.
"Nonsense, no one is kidnapped here, everyone is safe here, only in this sacred place can you get rid of the crisis of your soul, build our utopia together, and stay away from the devil and darkness!"
"Pah!" A woman staggered forward, slapped Elijah in the face with all her strength, and then rushed to the little boy Nicholas in Hannah's arms crying.
"Oh my God, what did you do to my baby, you devil?"