759: Chapter 750: Just a Matter of Ability 759: Chapter 750: Just a Matter of Ability Gao Yang’s intense emotional fluctuations were evident to anyone who wasn’t blind, and the changes in his tone were clear to anyone who wasn’t deaf.
Although Catherine and Adele didn’t understand what Gao Yang was saying, they still stood by his side.
As Gao Yang paused, Catherine asked with a worried face, “Gao, what has happened?”
Gao Yang nodded his head sadly and said, “My fears have come true.
The Chieftain and his people are indeed engaged in a war of revenge.
We’ll talk about that later, but first, let me gather some information.”
While waiting for Gao Yang to stop speaking, Kalisar pointed northward and said, “I don’t know exactly where they are.
I only know they are to the north.
Kumtom said it would take a day and a half of walking.”
Gao Yang silently calculated in his mind; the people of the Akuri tribe were highly skilled at long-distance running, but unless they were pursuing prey, they wouldn’t run.
Instead, they would opt for fast walking to conserve energy.
If it took a day and a half to reach, the distance would be roughly a hundred kilometers.
One hundred kilometers—that distance roughly matched the location where Gao Yang got shot in the morning.
After getting a rough idea of where the Chieftain and his party had gone, Gao Yang took off the rifle from his shoulder and asked Kalisar, “Did Kumtom’s group take guns with them?”
“Guns?
Do you mean those strange bows and arrows?
Yes, they did take guns with them.
Guns are good things, we haven’t been hungry since we had guns,” she replied.
Gao Yang had taught the English name for guns to Kumtom’s group, so the Akuri tribe had added one more word to their vocabulary.
However, Kalisar obviously wasn’t very familiar with the term, she still preferred to call guns strange bows and arrows.
Gao Yang took a bullet out of his pocket and said, “Kalisar, how many of these do you still have?
Mmm, do you use them a lot?”
Kalisar laughed heartily, took the bullet from Gao Yang’s hand, looked at it for a long time, and laughed, “This one is much bigger than the ones we use.
We still have plenty of them, probably about this much.”
Unable to clearly express the number with words, she first gestured a length with her hands, then she reduced the distance between her hands to indicate that about half of the bullets had been used.
When Gao Yang left the Akuri tribe, he had left them six rifles and sixteen extra magazines.
Since not all magazines were full, the total number of bullets was roughly around five hundred fifty.
Gao Yang had left the Akuri tribe a little over two years ago.
Over the past two years, judging by the way Kalisar gestured, the Chieftain and his people had only used about three hundred bullets, which was quite a small amount.
“Why so few?”
Hearing Gao Yang’s question, Kalisar smiled cheerily and said, “If they can hunt with bows and arrows, they won’t use guns.
We always feel that these things are used up too quickly, while poison arrows never run out.”
Gao Yang nodded and said, “I’m back now, so you don’t have to worry about running out of bullets.
Mmm, Kalisar, are there still guns in the tribe?
I’d like to see them.”
Kalisar made a gesture and laughed, “Let’s head back.
We have been here for a long time.
Let’s go back.”
The women of the Akuri tribe chattered and laughed as they walked back, while Catherine approached Gao Yang with a troubled expression and asked, “What’s wrong?
Is there going to be a war again?”
Gao Yang nodded and sighed, “A primitive tribe similar to the Akuri tribe has been destroyed, and four of the girls inside were from the Akuri tribe.
I used to play with them; they were like my sisters, but they were slaughtered like animals.”
Suppressing his anger and sorrow, Gao Yang looked blank and said, “Actually, it wasn’t that I was taking care of them.
When I was first rescued by the Akuri tribe, I couldn’t even stand.
It was Kalisar who fed me, gave me water, taught me their language, and when I couldn’t go hunting with the men, it was they who took me to gather wild fruits and find food, not me taking care of them, but them taking care of me.”
As he spoke, Gao Yang lowered his head, quickly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said in a heavy voice, “Catherine, I don’t understand.
The Akuri tribe poses no threat to anyone.
They have been trying to avoid those so-called modern people.
But why, why do those damned bastards need to kill them just for fun?
I am very angry, very angry…”
Catherine covered her mouth, and Adele was also visibly shocked.
Then she shouted angrily, “Those damned scumbags!”
Gao Yang sighed and said, “You know, I’m really getting tired of the word ‘revenge.’ Extremely tired.
I don’t understand why these things always happen to me.
Is it because my profession has caused too much killing, so I must also endure the pain that killing brings?”
The word ‘retribution’ completely occupied Gao Yang’s mind.
Catherine sighed and said, “Actually, it’s not because of your profession that you encounter these things; it’s just that your profession gives you the ability to seek revenge.
It’s nothing new for primitive tribes to be squeezed out of their living spaces; it’s just that here, people directly massacre them.”
After finishing, Catherine also said sadly, “Gao, think about it.
If it weren’t for the Akuri tribe saving you, if you hadn’t lived with them for a long time, would you have paid any attention to such primitive tribes?
If it weren’t for you, how many more tribes like the Akuri would disappear without your knowledge?”
Gao Yang nodded and said, “I wouldn’t…”
Catherine gently said, “So, it’s not because of your profession that you encounter these things.
These incidents have always existed, and you simply have the ability and the desire to avenge because of your profession.”
After speaking, Catherine sighed and said, “You are so angry that you can just pick up a gun and seek revenge, but if it were me in your place, what could I do?
All I could do is make some useless pleas and complaints online, calling for people to pay attention to those poor primitive tribes.
But the fate of those being massacred won’t change because of this, and even if I wanted to kill all those bastards, I could only think about it.”
After speaking, Catherine patted Gao Yang’s shoulder and whispered, “I know your history, so what I want to say is, it’s not just because of your killings that you’ve encountered these things, but rather, when you encounter certain situations, you have the ability to use killing as a means of revenge.”
Adele also whispered, “Whether it’s your blowing up the whaling ship, the recent incident with Li Jinfang, or your last revenge action believing it was someone from the Akuri tribe who suffered, it’s all the same principle—character determines fate, and many things that happen to you are unavoidable, not because your profession causes these things, but because your profession gives you the ability to retaliate.
Don’t get the order wrong, buddy, that’s all.”
Gao Yang nodded, waved his fist, and whispered, “It seems I have to make use of my advantageous conditions again.”
Killing, for an urban person, isn’t too easy to accept, but Catherine did not intend to stop Gao Yang; she just whispered, “I understand, but you need to be careful.”
Adele also clenched her teeth and waved her fist, saying, “An eye for an eye, blood for blood!”
After exchanging a few words on the road, Gao Yang and his group arrived at the tribe, where Gao Yang saw more children.
It seemed that the Akuri tribe’s ability to survive had improved significantly after having easier access to food over the past two years, as evidenced by the newborn children in the tribe.
Gao Yang spoke with relatives he hadn’t seen for a long time.
This scene of thriving life temporarily diluted his inner anger and sadness.
However, when Gao Yang intended to hug a few children he was meeting for the first time, Catherine stopped him because the viruses and bacteria he carried could cause an uncontrollable epidemic among the Akuri people.
Primitive tribes are very fragile, and the influenza virus Gao Yang carried could destroy the entire tribe.
Hence, it was best to keep his distance from the children, especially to avoid direct contact, after returning more than two years later carrying new viruses and bacteria.
Gao Yang and the others only stood briefly in the clearing before Kalisar emerged from a thatched hut wielding two AK-47s.
After receiving the rifles, Gao Yang quickly dismantled them, checked them, and found that they were well-maintained.
It seemed Kmtom and the others had strictly followed his rules for gun use—after using them, they must be cleaned.
Although the Akuri tribe was a primitive tribe, their maintenance of the guns was better than ninety percent of the AK rifles on the African Continent, which pleased Gao Yang greatly.
After inspecting the rifles, Gao Yang quickly reassembled them and sternly said to Kalisar, “Kalisar, I’m back, and I must avenge our deceased kin.
I’ll go find Kumtom and the others right away.
Once we return together, I’ll take you all to a safe place where no one can hurt you ever again.”
An eye for an eye, blood for blood—a very direct and simple principle, and for any primitive tribe, this was also a rule of conduct they abided by.
Kalisar always considered Gao Yang as a member of the Akuri tribe, so in her straightforward view, Gao Yang’s revenge was unquestionable, just as Kmtom had to lead his own son to avenge his daughter.
With a grin, Kalisar said loudly, “Alright, let’s eat first.
After eating, you go find Kumtom and the others.
Once you’ve taken your revenge, come back together.” (To be continued.
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