Man on an island, day 356

I pear out above the fallen log and it's not long when I spot movement.... It's human! At first I think it's villagers from the rival village but then I start noticing that their clothing is more ragged and tribal, They also seem to be wearing dark make-up around their eyes. Judging by the spears and spiked clubs they are carrying I doubt they are friendly. I see their chief directing traffic, a ridiculously small and fat man...What are they doing? Then it dawns on me- their raiding the plane! Most likely taking their prize away to their camp or village and who knows how many are there! I have to stop them, I have to see what is on the plane and maybe there is a working radio in there! I Contemplate charging them, I only counted 5 plus the chief then something walks into view that takes my breath away and leaves me in awe.Holy damn....