Chapter 349: Going home

This is a very primitive sentry card. Two bunkers are built with sandbags on the side of the road. One person is on the side. A light machine gun is set up on one of the sandbags. The other bunker is a guy with a rocket launcher and four are holding ak47. The black people were responsible for checking the cars coming and going. On their bodies, there were walkie-talkies, and even Zhang Yang saw a ground phone behind the bunker.
In the middle of the road is a triangular shelf made of wood. Behind the shelf, there are several rows of nailed boards. Presumably, this is to prevent someone from forcibly entering the customs ... This is a very standard primitive military checkpoint. However, although primitive, they are very professional and the soldiers are very professional.
Soldiers wear camouflage clothing without ranks. When they are far away, Zhang Yang feels familiar with it. It was not until the off-road vehicle approached that Zhang Yang discovered that this was China's retired army clothing. Even the leather shoes were also retired by the Chinese Army. Style.
The black soldier was serious but polite. After saluting Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang opened the car window. When the black man saw Zhang Yang with an Asian face, his face suddenly became tense, and he suddenly saluted Zhang Yang with a standard military salute.
The other three, including those hiding behind the bunker, stood up, saluting Zhang Yang, and admiring her eyes.
Obviously, these people know Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang racked his brains and remembered where he saw these people. Soon, Zhang Yang failed. In fact, most people in this village knew Zhang Yang, because Zhang Yang stayed here for almost every day. All measure land and plan and design in the village ... Of course, Zhang Yang can't remember everyone, not to mention, for the Chinese, almost all black people have similar features. It's not clear who the black people are. When looking at black boxers, they often don't know which side they support.
Zhang Yang nodded politely. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang's polite surname nodded, but the six black soldiers were excited.
The six soldiers immediately acted, and some obstacles were quickly removed. As soon as Zhang left, a soldier ran to the back of the bunker and called, while the others also talked on the intercom.
The car slowly moved away from the checkpoint, and Zhang Yang's head was full of doubts. It seems that there is a long distance from the village here, why is there a checkpoint?
Did the old man Azer Liu Biao have expanded the scope of supervision here?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's mood suddenly became excited. I wonder what kind of surprise is waiting for him?
The off-road vehicle was slowly moving, and Zhang Yang began to pay attention to some construction on the roadside.
The change is huge. Although this road is still a simple road, the quality is very good. The flat roadbed is covered with black broken black ore. Green trees are planted on the roadside. The water project seems to be cleared, clear water is flowing in the ditch, the farmland has been planted with cash crops, and it is far from tender green, and occasionally you can see an excavator dredging and repairing the water conservancy project ... let Zhang Yang notice The thing is, cement poles have been set up along the highway. Although there are no wires yet, they are only bare poles. However, depending on the configuration of the poles, it is only a few days to pull the power lines.
The changes are huge!
Zhang Yang was so big that if he didn't see the dark-skinned peasants passing by along the way, Zhang Yang would almost think it was the mainland of China.
On this way, Zhang Yang encountered five check cards, and the check cards seemed to be receiving calls. When Zhang Yang's off-road vehicle passed, he would stand in a long line to salute, with a respectful expression, as for those obstacles, as early as Moved away when not here.
Zhang Yang found that these checkpoints became more magnificent as they got behind them. Not only were there rocket launchers and ak47s, but also heavy machine guns, mortars, and armored vehicles, all equipped in accordance with the army's standard.
The construction of checkpoints is also becoming more and more dangerous. Many checkpoints are built on the mountain, and there are concrete shelters. The barricades are not wood and board nails, but they are poured cement, and there must be tools to stop them The car can move.
When seeing these checkpoints, Zhang Yang's first feeling was that this road would be almost impossible to be occupied by an ordinary armed force. Without the assistance of heavy weapons, even the approach would be difficult.
It takes a long time for heavy weapons to get here, because the entire Somalia road has almost collapsed, and it will not speed up due to the repair of a section of the road here.
What's more, there was a force invasion. As long as the road was blown up, the enemy's attack was immediately stopped.
This layer of sentry card defense actually serves as a monitoring function, providing information for the back, and keeping the imaginary enemy away from the village.
Looking at the lively fields, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh for a while. The time to go to Japan this time was nearly two months. Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, the old men Aze and Liu Biao built the place in an orderly way.
In fact, Zhang Yang never thought that in Somalia, the labor force is very cheap. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want. Of course, the only thing missing in Somalia is the workers with technical surnames, such as masons, carpenters, and some machinery maintenance Workers and more.
Fortunately, a population of tens of kilometers is enough to meet the old man's arrangement, and there is no shortage of workers for the time being.
Some large-scale machinery and equipment were provided by foreign axe for free, and fell into the hands of some warlord pirates. The old man spent a lot of money, and it was easy to get some excavators, loaders and other equipment ... Occasionally, when I encountered a vehicle on the road, I stopped at the side of the road to pay tribute to Zhang Yang. Obviously, the whole village got news of Zhang Yang's return.
Slowly, the off-road vehicle reached the core of the village. In the distance, you can see that several three-story buildings have been erected. Compared with the short house nearby, it looks extraordinarily majestic. It should be a training camp ... The road conditions are still very good. Zhang Yang remembers that the place where he started now is the place where he can't go forward and is notified by someone. Now, the road has doubled, and the black ore is like a black belt in the countryside. Extending, occasionally some muddy water is stained on it, which is scattered like a Chinese ink painting.
Around is a busy scene. Some people are trimming the roadbed, some are planting trees and grass, and some people are carrying some equipment. They are very focused and devout. No one is lazy. It seems that they have some kind of spiritual power for them. Conscious labor ... Far away, I saw the old man Aze Liu Biao standing on the mouth of the village, behind them, followed by a large group of black heads, all suits and shoes, white shirts, dark shoes, A pair of sunglasses that pull the wind.
This is a grand welcome ceremony!
Zhang Yang didn't know. During the time he left, the old man brainwashed these villagers almost every day, almost describing Zhang Yang as the messenger of the Prophet Muhammad.
In short, in the eyes of the locals, Zhang Yang is no longer a human, but a god-like being.
The old man ’s god-making movement was very successful. Up to eighty-year-olds and children up to three years old knew that Zhang Yang was a messenger sent by the prophet to improve their lives. The old man recited the teachings on behalf of Zhang Yang. Clan tribes, all brothers, should unite to eliminate revenge, and propose a series of social reforms such as prohibiting usury and exploitation, giving alms to the poor, the lonely and the widowed, being kind, and everyone owning the land. Many people who lost faith in society have returned to Islam.
The old man's teachings are full of cohesion in this village of axe.
In short, the old man is an excellent MLM. He combined the teachings of Islam with the [] thought, and without knowing it, the locals had a master of the house, but they had a spiritual trust. feel.
Now, everyone is struggling with some nihilistic ideals of the old man ... Of course, the old man himself has always disagreed with the MLM worker Liu Biao said. He believes that he is spreading a spirit instead of MLM. However, every time When the old man talked about this, the face of extortion and the lofty ideals in his mouth were almost indifferent, which made Liu Biao and Az who were somewhat believable shake their heads again: this is not just a magic stick and a liar What?
Over the past two months, the changes have been huge. The village has set up several medical points. If someone follows Enderpur, then their families can enjoy free medical care. If they are elderly people without relatives, they can also enjoy free. Of course, even without these free benefits, the cost is scary and cheap.
This is the result of the old man's insistence, but the effect is surprisingly good. Only this project has bought most of the local people's hearts.
What Liu Biao and Az do n’t understand is that the old man is strictly forbidden to control such things as televisions. Basically, there are only a few public venues in the village with satellite TV. Villagers must gather to watch TV if they want to watch TV. ...... Soon, Aze and Liu Biao understood the meaning of the old man, and immediately admired the old man for five things.
It turned out that this is a kind of control over information. The TV broadcast also has a surname. It is absolutely impossible for any American drama or Korean drama to appear on the TV. Most of the TV broadcasts are the traditional customs and fine virtues of the Arab countries.
This is a kind of spiritual control ...
In the old man's brainwashing, all the merchant tankers passing by Somalia in the Gulf of Aden have become messengers of the devil. They deprive the fruits of the working people of Somalia. They are bad people and they should be punished by the messengers of the prophets.
Naturally, the hijacking of oil tanker merchant ships has become a just act and a punishment for the devil.
In history, pirate robbery has never been so bright and upright, so popular with the people, and the old man did it, in just over two months.
In fact, it is very simple to do this. If there is no solid economic foundation to improve the lives of the local people, even if the old man talks wildly, it is ridiculous. The old man's theory is specious, and it needs to be based on the material basis to get the best development. .
However, it is worth noting that the old man has just rooted his ideas in the hearts of some women and children. If they really want to change them, it still takes time and more money to support them ... This is a long-term unremitting education, of course For the old man, it is a long and unremitting struggle.
The old man is not in a hurry. The old man has time. Now, the old man is addicted to the enjoyment of spiritual transmission.
Many times, the elated old man really regarded himself as a messenger sent by the Prophet Muhammad. Whenever he saw his elation, the old woman, Liu Biao, and Aze would not hesitate to tap on his finger. On the head, the old man was sober and conscious ... Liu Biao, who looked tanned, and a cold face, but Aze with concern in his eyes, was inexplicably moved by Zhang Yang for two months, Zhang Yang I found out that without them, his life would be much less joyful.
The three did not speak, hugging each other heavily.
In this long silence, the feelings between the brothers are still intact, especially the publicity, and he feels a warmth. He is very clear that the recent psychological changes have been very serious, and they have reached a very dangerous level, remembered. His thoughts always wanted to forcefully change his behavior. Many times, Zhang Yang had an idea of ​​using Liu Biao and A Ze.
The superior is ruthless.
The superior is the one who kills the iron blood.
The superiors have only interests and no friends ...
Zhang Yang really wants to be a superior, and he wants to respond to it. Like a long-haired middle-aged man, he wants to wipe out a million battleships in a wave of hands ... But let Zhang Yang choose, Zhang Yang is more willing to choose a friend like Liu Biao, Aze .
What is a friend?
Friends are blessed to share, but difficult to share!
What is a friend?
A friend will provide you with a shelter from the wind and rain when you are desperate!
A man, if he has no friends, he is a failed man!
In a man's life, there are two kinds of indispensability, a woman and a friend!
"Hey, don't you be so nauseous? There are many people here!" When the old man saw the three of them hugging and ignored him, he immediately dissatisfied and walked to Zhang Yang's side and patted.
"Ah ... ah ... by ... I have a wife ..."
A desolate scream made the people in the village look sideways, and everyone's eyes dazzled. Liu Biao's sturdy arm had pulled the old man into the middle of the three. The three men hugged the old man tightly, and the poor old man's skinny body Squeezed into a person by three big men, dizzy, and difficult to breathe ...
For a while, Zhang Yang's mood was much better. What a strange space, what a gold armored man, what a million battleships, it's a matter of fart!
The crowd crowded and walked towards their newly built house. This is a new brick and tile, wood mixed structure new house. There is a spacious classroom next to it, where the old man teaches some black English and Chinese. In Somalia Although most people can speak a little English, but only the locals can understand it. Oralization is thought to be serious. The old man also teaches some English and Chinese by the way during brainwashing.
When walking into the village, Liu Biao, A Ze, and the old man were all crowded in publicity, showing their publicity.
This is a good game rule that the old man discussed. Publicity must be the spiritual leader of the entire village. Naturally, the status of this leader needs them to set off. Otherwise, it is difficult to give the locals a sense of envoy.
Sure enough, when the villagers saw the old man Aze Liu Biao, they all respected Zhang Yang's face, and immediately, they became more respectful of Zhang Yang, and their eyes were full of reverence.
The old man's brainwashing for more than two months, regardless of the night and night, finally achieved a certain effect. Although Zhang Yang didn't spend a few days in the village, his status was quite consolidated, and he had surpassed Enderbul's influence.
In fact, Endebour himself had never thought of replacing publicity at all. He just wanted to replace the old man. It was not because he didn't want to replace it, but he was incapable. Now, Endebour ’s admiration for the old man has reached the point where the five-body vote has taken place. Endebour never thought about it, the old man was well organized.
Endebour believes that even if all the funds let him command, he would definitely not have the influence it has now, and he would not have such strong support from the tribe. The only hope is that I hope my village can be incorporated into the planning and construction of the old man.
The farmers in Somalia need too much capital and technology to inject. In this village's area of ​​nearly two hundred kilometers, almost electricity, communication and traffic have been paralyzed ... This is a very large hall with black floor tiles It feels dignified and solemn.
When Zhang Yang saw a giant root carving tea placed in the middle of the hall, he almost thought that he had come to China. The decoration style of this living room was very simple, but almost all were designed in accordance with Chinese habits.
Root carved coffee table, antique wooden chair, and a complete set of tea set, on the wall, there are some copy of Chinese landscape paintings, the wall, there is an antique antique shelf, some Chinese crafts ... "How?" The old man embraced the old woman next to him, proud of his face.
"Good ... old man, there are so many people here, can't you check it?"
The gentle old woman suddenly turned red, broke the old man ’s arm and walked to the coffee table. She started to wash tea set, tea, and flowing water. It seems that this old woman has been tuned by the old man who enjoys it. Quite outstanding, Zhang Yang could not help but sigh secretly, many times, he really envious of the old man and old woman's love, this love is very weak, but it is lasting.
This living room seems to be isolated from the locals. When everyone came in, everyone except Endepur was dispersed and did not enter the living room. Zhang Yang estimated that the living room was not allowed to enter without the permission of the old man.
A few people sat quietly, watching their old white woman's long, white hands dancing tea sets quietly.
The old woman's expression was very focused, and soon, the large living room was filled with tea fragrance. Obviously, this is the new tea this year, and now it is a good time to drink new tea.
The living room is very quiet, which is a respect for the old woman.
Liu Biao followed the old man every day, even with a touch of style, his eyes looking at the coffee table were very serious.
Tea ceremony is a matter of concentration.
Several "phoenix nods", the small tea cups were filled with yellow-green tea, the old woman had a good cup, nodded kindly to everyone, and entered the room inside. Obviously, it should be her and the old man. Bedroom.
It is not surprising that the old woman enters the room to make publicity. The old man ’s patriarch wants to be more serious than him, and never allows the old woman to participate in any decision of the surname.
In the words of the old man: Whatever happens, a woman's taste changes as soon as she intervenes. A woman, it's better to be a good wife and mother!
"Old man, how have you been?" After a few people drank the tea, Zhang glanced at the old woman who had disappeared.
"Fortunately ... ready to have children ..." The old man suddenly flushed.
"what……"
The old man's answer was inexplicable. Zhang Yang almost fell and fell on the ground, looking at the old man with an incredible look. The old man is 60 years away, and the old woman is at least 50. It is a heaven to have children at this age. Tan.
"Cough ... yes ... the doctor checked and said that it was recommended, otherwise it would be more dangerous ..." There was a fever on the old man's face.
"So ... congratulations ..."
Zhang Yang glanced at Liu Biao and A Ze who were smirking, not knowing what to say.
"Hey, no need, this boy, you are all his godfathers, so his growth depends on you." The old man laughed.
"Hey ... he and we are the same generation, okay, you are more than sixty people ..." Liu Biao was startled. Although the old man was usually behind the old man, in the subconscious, he still regarded the old man as the elder. Moreover, the age disparity is too great, even if Liu Biao wants to treat the old man as a brother, the psychological level cannot pass.
"Why not pick a cheap godfather?"
"..." Liu Biao looked at Zhang Yang and opened his mouth, speechless.
"Brother, you also say that the old man is in his sixties." Aze stood up and went to the coffee table to add tea for everyone.
"Oh……"
Liu Biao immediately understood the meaning of Zhang Yang. Obviously, there were more than sixty people in the old man. It was definitely impossible to raise a child who was not born. When the child was twenty, he was already in his eighties. Naturally, They have to take it.
"Hey." The old man's expression of pride was as if something had been defeated.
"Old man, how is the village lately?" Finally, the topic was reached.
"It's not bad. The folk customs here are simple and simple. As long as you have a little advantage and use some means to combine some religious thoughts, it will be easy to get the hearts of the people. You should see on your way back. The construction here basically has a certain prototype. There will be results in time ... "
"How about the killer training?" This is Zhang Yang's most concerned topic.
"This is easier. Many people here come into contact with weapons when they are very young, almost all natural killers. However, culture classes cannot pass the level. Being a killer is not only a matter of playing a gun, but also learning combat skills. The language of many countries, and some computer knowledge ... There is no way to let them go out to perform the task, but the robbery and kidnapping of tankers in the Gulf of Aden is more than enough ... "
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be silent for a while. He always regarded training killers as too simple. It was so complicated to think of being a killer. However, it is true to think about it carefully. A good killer is not only killing people. In a strange country, To communicate with locals, to understand local maps, to be familiar with local habits and culture, this is a very complicated subject, and most young people in Somalia are illiterate. If you arrange them to go to a stranger The state executes the task of killing people. It is estimated that people have lost their way before they can find it. However, Zhang Yang is relieved that kidnapping the tanker in the sea does not require any technical work, as long as the weapons and crime tools are advanced, at least, Aden You can find enough funding without worrying about stopping training and construction because of a lack of funding.
"How is the funding?"
"Don't worry about this. Don't look at the enthusiasm. It doesn't cost a few dollars. The construction of those roads is more manual and simple roads. Now the conditions for the construction of cement hardened roads are not allowed. Many construction machinery here None ... By the way, this time we smuggled a batch of seed crops from China and distributed them to the surrounding villagers ... "The old man glanced at Endebul intentionally or unintentionally.
"Yes, I understand." Zhang Yang nodded, and did not continue to talk about this topic. Controlling the seeds of the village is a matter of strategic surnames. Unlike the construction of the village, it is necessary to guard against Endebull and not let him know.
"By the way, what happened to the last four tanker trades?" Zhang Yang asked while looking at Endebour.
"The transaction for three tankers was completed, but the other tanker was controlled by my hostile forces ..."
"Hostile forces?" Zhang Yang could not help but frowned, but before he had hostile forces, this feeling made him very bad.
"It was my former power." Enderbul explained: "Now this power treats me as the number one enemy, threatening to avenge the former leader, we have been tracking their position, but the other party is very cunning and keeps moving. Place, coupled with the construction in the village, the boys are not familiar with the situation at sea, so no action has been taken ... "
"... Well, for a reward, whoever can provide the exact location of the tanker, we will reward 200,000 US dollars." Zhang Yang said lightly.
"US $ 200,000 ..." Enderbrow's eyes widened suddenly.
"You just do what I mean."
Looking at the surprised Endebour, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sighed. This pirate, in the end, wasn't the one who did the big things, but he was reluctant to make a mere $ 200,000.
For Zhang Yang, he would rather pay $ 200,000 to find clues. As long as he finds the tanker, even if the crew above is dead, Zhang Yang can get a huge commission. Of course, Zhang Yang believes that as long as he finds the tanker, he is completely Can unknowingly occupy the tanker.
"Yes!"
Enderbull suddenly stood up.
From the time of Zhang Yang's return, Endebour had a tremendous pressure. It seems that this young man has changed a lot compared to two months ago. He doesn't know how to describe it. He just feels that the young man raised his hands and throws his feet. Full of unquestionable majesty, the faint eyes seemed to be able to see through his internal organs. Not only him, but also the old man and Azer, Liu Biao both felt the obvious change.
This kind of change is very subtle, without the blunt arrogance of the former, and the powerful and powerful momentum that was not before, the publicity now feels thicker, just like ancient Chinese antiques, with deep cultural sedimentation.
The publicity now has a heavier power and a lot of murderous introvert.
An expression, an action, and a sentence all give people a heavy pressure, an extremely heavy pressure.
"Go, find the target as soon as possible, we will leave for a while." Zhang Yang waved his hand naturally towards Endebour. The wave motion was natural and inadvertent, as if he was the leader who led thousands of horses.
"Yes!"
Enderpur walked out without any hesitation, as if he was going to complete an extremely glorious task.
When Endebour went out, there was a depressing silence in the hall suddenly, and three eyes fell on Zhang Yang.
"Oh, what's wrong?" Zhang Yang laughed, looking at the old man and Liu Biao.
"you've changed."
Zhang Yang was stunned, and the three of them actually said a word in unison, and after the three of them said, they were all somehow relieved. Zhang Yang didn't know. When he ordered to Enderpur just now, a pressure field was formed. There was also a kind of psychological pressure on the three.
"I've changed ... it's something everyone must change ..."
Zhang Yang didn't ask what to change. In fact, he was very clear that he was always on the side. He was fighting for the initiative with the thinking in the memory at all times. In many cases, he would be affected by the thinking in the memory when he was not paying attention. Decision.
If Zhang Yang were to evaluate himself, he would use two words to describe his surname: fickle!
Of course, no matter how fickle, Zhang Yang believes that those are some details. His thinking has always played a leading role. Moreover, through recent practice, the thinking in memory has been assimilated by himself. Zhang Yang believes that there is no need For how long, those memory thoughts will no longer affect his decision.
At that time, Zhang Yang will become a computer with almost no errors!
"We're leaving?" Liu Biao took a sip of the tea ceremony suddenly and fiercely.
"Yes, we should go back to our country. Don't you want to go back to City C to see your parents?" Zhang Yang laughed.
"Think, , I think too much, and I miss those domestic chicks more. Here, it ’s not a human being, oh ... Zhang Yang, miserable. I ’ve been here for more than two months. I didn't see a young girl, I just happened to come across and covered my face ... The old man said that this is the custom here, oh ... can't see, can't touch, and can't touch ... It's ... "
"No need to complain, we can go back to City C soon!"
Liu Biao was talking and his eyes turned red. Zhang Yang believed that if he didn't interrupt him, he would definitely talk about old tears.
"Ha ha ha ... well, I'm going to the provincial capital, I want to see the little girl, hehe ..." Liu Biao smiled with a silvery expression, and looked at the three of them, shaking his head and sighing.
"Old man, prepare twenty tallest black bodyguards for Uncle Biao, and I will let your son call my godfather, quack ..."
"..."
(To be continued)