Mercenary's War

Chapter 315 - 315 313 Miscalculated Fate

315: Chapter 313: Miscalculated Fate 315: Chapter 313: Miscalculated Fate Gao Yang realized he had overlooked a problem, which was that the Akuri tribe was always migrating.

If the Akuri tribe left their grass huts, it was very possible that other tribes of the same ethnicity as the Akuri would come and occupy the intact grass huts and continue to live in them.

That is to say, it was very likely that the people living inside the grass huts built by the Akuri tribe were not Akuri themselves.

Gao Yang had once accompanied the Akuri tribe during their migration and encountered grass huts abandoned by other tribes.

Although grass huts deteriorate very quickly without human upkeep, if they were lucky enough to find one that was still habitable, or needed only minor repairs to be livable, the Akuri would be more than happy to move in.

Although the chances of encountering a habitable grass hut in the grasslands were small, the possibility was still there.

If Gao Yang had initially assumed that the people who had been killed while living in the grass huts built by the Akuri tribe had been usurped by others, it would have been self-deception.

But now, realizing that the people who had been murdered in the huts had not used rifles to fight back, such a conclusion seemed reasonable.

The number of casualties didn’t match, and the weapons used were different.

It was very likely that the Akuri had not been harmed.

After coming to this realization, Gao Yang immediately felt a surge of excitement—it was as if he had seen a ray of light in the darkness.

Gao Yang immediately shouted at his captive, “Are you certain that no guns were found in the primitive tribe that Moimosun attacked?

Not whether they used guns, but that no rifles were discovered at all?”

“None, if there had been any, they would have mentioned it.”

“Have you attacked any other primitive tribes?”

“No, we have been here for a long time and only encountered one primitive tribe.

Perhaps Moimosun has seen others elsewhere, but not in this area.”

Gao Yang felt as if he had escaped from death.

He could now almost be sure that the tribe that was attacked was not the Akuri.

Even though this meant that he might have been taking risks for a tribe he didn’t know for the past two days, who cared about that right now?

The safety of his own people was what mattered the most.

Gao Yang immediately decided to leave the area at once.

Revenge was no longer a concern.

If he was avenging another tribe, having killed so many people by now was enough.

If it ultimately turned out that the Akuri tribe had indeed vanished from this world, then he would continue to seek revenge.

After all, he knew who the enemy was and there was no fear they would escape.

At this moment, joy had taken hold of Gao Yang.

Even the injured captive seemed more agreeable to him.

In high spirits, he reached for his backpack, pulled out a first aid kit from the outermost pocket, and then took out two pre-filled quick syringes, loudly declaring, “You’ve been cooperative, and you’ve given me good news, so I will not only spare your life, but I will also help you.

Now move your hand away.”

After injecting the medicine from the syringes near the wound, Gao Yang said in a serious tone, “One of those injections is to prevent infection, the other for pain relief and to help stop the bleeding to some extent.

If you are lucky enough to survive, go take a look at the outside world.

If you die, blame it on Moimosun and their people.”

After finishing speaking, amid the captive’s sobbing, Gao Yang picked up several AK47s from the ground, removed the magazines, and slung them over his body, then left stealthily, still crawling.

Although the rain was still heavy and accompanied by lightning and thunder, Gao Yang had already spent quite some time under a large tree and had to leave.

Since the Akuri tribe was safe, there was no need for revenge.

Leaving in the current bad weather was the right thing to do.

Gao Yang alternated between crawling and crouching to jog, moving several hundred meters back before finding another large tree to shelter from the rain.

Having left the area where he could have been shot, things became easier for Gao Yang.

He just needed to wait for the storm to pass before he could leave and then continue

I’m already on the plane, and we’re nearly at Malakal.

Destin is also on the plane; he needed to get to our ship on business, so he joined me for protection on the way.

When he heard you were in trouble, he rushed here with me.

We’re together right now.

Would you like to speak to him?” (To be continued.

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