Otaku Translation: Honey Badger's Streaming Life C50

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If not for the sight of soldiers genuinely arming themselves, he might have questioned the integrity of the commanding officer. But alas, Zhang Jianming was merely an official from another country seeking assistance. Even if doubts lingered, all he could do was swallow his frustration, put on a polite face, and maintain good relations with the locals.

Now, as they approached the incident site, Zhang Jianming’s heart raced with worry, praying they weren’t too late.

Thankfully, despite the livestream’s poor quality, Gu Lang’s voice occasionally broke through the static, proving he was still alive and hadn’t engaged directly with the poachers.

The rain had eased significantly, though it still drizzled. To the southeast, sunlight pierced through gaps in the clouds, while the heavy rain clouds drifted southward.

The helicopter’s route took them across this rain cloud, bringing them to the eastern side of the Ngorongoro Crater.

“There! What’s that on the left?”

Zhang Jianming, who had been scanning the ground below, suddenly pointed to a valley two kilometers west of the forest and shouted into his headset.

The pilot and commanding officer turned their gaze, spotting a group of elephants seemingly attacking something.

“Is that Gu Lang?” Zhang Jianming was stunned—and worried. Poachers were one thing, but when did Gu Lang manage to anger an elephant herd?

“It might be the poachers. Let’s check it out!” the officer commanded.

“Sir! Look over here!”

At that moment, a soldier seated in the back pointed toward the edge of the forest and shouted.

Everyone shifted their attention again, spotting two “fat” figures stumbling out of the forest. After taking a few steps, they collapsed and lay motionless.

“Sajala, Davis, rappel down and investigate. If they’re poachers, arrest them and wait there!” the officer barked, naming the soldier who had just spoken and another.

The helicopter hovered above the two fallen figures, and Sajala and Davis slid down ropes.

The helicopter then turned toward the elephant herd.

Zhang Jianming was now certain this was Gu Lang’s location. Below, on the plains, a massive elephant graveyard covered in branches and stones came into view.

“Colonel, how do you plan to disperse the herd?” Zhang Jianming asked loudly.

Though addressed as “Colonel,” the highest-ranking officer at the Karatu military camp was only a lieutenant. The title was simply the man’s name—Colonel—a reflection of Tanzania's whimsical approach to naming conventions.

“This is simple!” Colonel smirked, pulling out his phone and scrolling through it before speaking to the pilot. The pilot activated the helicopter’s loudspeaker, switching it to external broadcast, and handed it to Colonel.

A buzzing sound of bees emanated from the phone, amplified by the helicopter’s speakers and broadcast downward.

“That’s it?” Zhang Jianming struggled to keep up. Unreliable names were one thing, but unreliable methods?

“Haha! Zhang, it seems you don’t know much about elephants!” Colonel chuckled. “Elephants are terrified of bees because their trunks are extremely sensitive. A single sting can disable their sense of smell and touch, making it impossible for them to eat. When they hear bees, they’ll avoid the area. We’re using the sound of a swarm to scare them away.”

“Well, let’s hope it works,” Zhang Jianming muttered, still skeptical.

As the helicopter’s rotors and the amplified buzzing grew louder, the elephant herd began to stir. After a brief standoff, the lead female elephant finally started moving her group away.

Meanwhile, deep in the forest, Gu Lang and Wang Ping exchanged glances. Even Rosette couldn’t help but shudder. What kind of massive bee swarm was this? Had the helicopter just raided a hornet’s nest?

When the helicopter landed nearby, Zhang Jianming was the first to leap out.

Seeing the scene before him, his heart sank.

Two pickup trucks sat in this sheltered valley. One had been completely dismantled, its body crushed into a flat sheet of metal. The other retained its shape but lay overturned, its windows shattered and its cab crumpled.

“Ahh…” A groan emerged from inside the wreckage as if sensing the elephants’ departure.

“Quick, save him!” Zhang Jianming moved to rush forward but was abruptly yanked back by Colonel.

With a wave of his hand, three soldiers disembarked from the helicopter. One stood guard with a rifle, while two others began prying open the mangled vehicle.

“Zhang, you’re too impulsive. This might not be the person you’re looking for,” Colonel said, pointing to an object on the ground.

Zhang Jianming turned to see a shotgun with its barrel bent at a right angle, lying in a footprint.

“Oh! Oh! Be gentle! My leg is broken!” A youthful voice cried out from the wreckage. Moments later, a young black man was roughly dragged from the deformed door by a soldier.

“Sir!” Another soldier called out. Zhang Jianming and Colonel looked over to see the soldier holding up an ivory tusk from behind the wrecked vehicle. No interrogation was needed—the young man’s identity was clear.

“Heh! A poacher!” Colonel sneered, drawing his pistol and aiming it at the trembling Adit.

“Don’t kill me! I’ll tell you everything! It was Tuka who brought me here! I don’t know the leader; I only know his nickname, Scarface. I didn’t kill anyone! I was just guarding the car! They were the ones planning to kill!” Adit collapsed to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he kowtowed to Colonel.

Zhang Jianming rolled his eyes behind the officer, shaking his head in disbelief. So much for a broken leg—he sure knew how to kowtow smoothly.

“Waaah… Uncle! Please forgive me! I’m only seventeen! I’m still a kid!” Adit wailed between sobs.

“Hmph!” Colonel stepped forward, kicking Adit squarely in the tear-streaked face, sending him sprawling. He then delivered a sharp slap, blood trickling from the young man’s mouth, before grabbing him by the collar and hauling him up. “Kid? Do you think this is China? Cuff him!”

A soldier grabbed Adit’s dreadlocks, slamming him to the ground and pinning him down. Another twisted his arms behind his back, cuffing his flailing hands.

Turning to Zhang Jianming, whose mouth hung open in disbelief, Colonel shrugged indifferently. “This punk deserved it. I’m only thirty, and he calls me ‘Uncle’!”

Zhang Jianming rolled his eyes again. With that weathered face, “Uncle” was being generous!

At that moment, Colonel’s radio crackled with a report from the two soldiers investigating the forest.

After listening for a moment, Colonel’s expression turned curious. His large, dark eyes blinked as he turned to Zhang Jianming, unsure whether to laugh. After a pause, he spoke:

“The two men who ran out of the forest have been identified. Both were armed—they’re poachers. However… it seems they were attacked by bees and stung into unconsciousness.”

“Bees?” Zhang Jianming instinctively glanced back at the helicopter, still broadcasting the sound of buzzing bees. The once-cute image of honeybees in his mind now morphed into something far more menacing.

Were African bees really this ferocious?

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