Indigenous Tribe
"There's another indigenous tribe now. On top of that, they have the advantage of the terrain. This is going to be difficult!"
Mei Jiaping, leader of the America operation team, rubbed his temples. The rules of engagement for Institute 507 included not harming innocent civilians. After all, this was an operation overseas. If they acted recklessly, they could easily provoke a formal protest from the local government. The authorities had already turned a blind eye, pretending not to know anything and letting them operate quietly. But if they made a huge mess of things, it would be an open slap in the face. Australia was another matter entirely—their shameless authorities had personally intervened, only to be beaten back so hard they were left speechless.
The indigenous tribe that had lived in the Meteorite Crater for generations was obviously made up of innocent civilians. Mixed in with the people from Academy Under Heaven, they would make exterminating the enemy far more difficult.
"Don't underestimate the Kakaya tribe. They aren't an ordinary indigenous tribe. Take a look!"
Akiyama Ichimei's expression turned solemn as he waved his hand.
The terrain map of the "crater" vanished, replaced by several figures either standing or sitting on the branches of a great tree. Some wore distinctive tribal clothing, while others were dressed in modern clothes. Their identities were easy to guess: those in tribal clothing were the indigenous Kakaya people, while those in modern clothing were people from Academy Under Heaven—the defectors from the Nine Provinces Xuan Association.
Li Bai, who was sitting at the table, suddenly said, "Their height!"
He had come from Africa, so he naturally knew what indigenous people looked like.
There were not many tall, long-legged people among Black populations. Such traits were usually regional, concentrated in East and West