The white men had been rampaging and plundering the Bear Tribe's reservation.
It had long since filled Chief Welta's heart with rage.
Now that the Bear Tribe had decided to relocate, the next step was to deal with these shameless white men.
They would be made to pay the price for their greed and wickedness, and they would learn that the Assabasca people were not to be trifled with.
A little over ten minutes later.
The roar of helicopter rotors filled the air.
Feng Mountain and the members of the Bear Tribe looked up.
Three helicopters appeared in the sky, descending one after another toward the Bear Tribe's airstrip.
Moments later, a dozen or so fully armed tribal police officers in "Tribal Police" tactical vests emerged from the woods.
'That old fox.'
'And he said this wasn't premeditated.'
'The armed men were all ready ahead of time.'
