The Beasts Are Here
"Maybe! But it never hurts to be careful. Set up double sentries tonight. Xiao Huang, Xiao Chen, you can decide between yourselves who takes the first and second halves of the night. As for everyone else, pick two more to stand guard together."
Luan Zhengwei felt that Elisa's hint couldn't be that simple, and he instinctively grew more alert.
Li Bai gnawed on a grilled fish and said, "I'll take the second half of the night!"
A young man in his prime could go two or three days without sleep without any trouble at all. If it were Li Bai himself, he could stay awake for ten days and nights and still hold out.
"No, get some proper rest and prepare for tomorrow's rain prayer! I'll take the second half of the night. I won't be able to sleep anyway."
Luan Zhengwei felt that even if he didn't stand guard tonight, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep soundly.
Meanwhile.
Elisa returned to her own group.
Someone saw her walk back expressionlessly and asked, "Who are those Chinese people? Are they really peacekeepers?"
"They're peacekeepers. They're carrying guns, too—Type 95s."
Elisa sat back down in her original spot and picked up the unfinished military ration, continuing to gnaw on it.
Although Luan Zhengwei, Li Bai, and the others hadn't introduced themselves, the things around them revealed far too much information.
Within a hundred-kilometer radius, the only Chinese people who could possess Type 95 Automatic Spears were that one Chinese peacekeeping force.
If they were ordinary people, the Chinese wouldn't normally carry firearms. Especially when participating in a local tribe's activities, anyone carrying a gun would usually be a burly, intimidating-looking bodyguard—and Type 95s were rarely seen.
China's standard-issue assault rifles made an official identity far too