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This is a very primitive checkpoint, two bunkers are built with sandbags on the side of the road, one person on one side, a light machine gun is erected on top of one sandbag, and inside the other bunker is a guy with a bazooka, and four black men with AK47s are responsible for checking the passing cars, on their bodies, they all have walkie-talkies, and even Zhang Yang is behind the bunker, he sees a ground telephone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the middle of the road, there is a triangular shelf made of wooden nails, and behind the shelf, there are several rows of wooden planks nailed with nails, presumably to prevent someone from forcibly breaking through the gate......

It's a pretty standard primitive military checkpoint, but, while primitive, it's very professional, and the soldiers are very professional.

The soldier was wearing a camouflage uniform without a military rank, and when he was far away, Zhang Yang felt familiar with his eyes, until the off-road vehicle approached, Zhang Yang found that this was China's retired army clothing, and even leather shoes were also retired by the Chinese Army.

The black soldier was very serious, but very polite, after saluting Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang opened the car window, and when the black man saw Zhang Yang's Asian face, his face suddenly became nervous, and he suddenly saluted Zhang Yang with a standard military salute.

The other three, including a few hidden behind the bunker, stood up and saluted Zhang Yang, all with reverence in their eyes.

Obviously, these people all know Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang racked his brains to recall where he had seen these people, and soon, Zhang Yang failed, in fact, most of the people in this village knew Zhang Yang, because Zhang Yang spent a period of time here almost every day in the village to measure the land and plan and design......

Of course, Zhang Yang cannot remember everyone, not to mention, for Chinese, almost all black facial features are similar, Zhang Yang remembers when he was a child when he watched Western movies, he was a little unclear who was the black inside, and when watching black boxers, he often couldn't figure out which side he supported.

Zhang Yang could only nod politely. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang's polite nod made the six black soldiers excited.

The six soldiers all started at once, and quickly removed some obstacles, and just as Zhang Yang left, one of the soldiers immediately ran behind the bunker to make a call. And others also use walkie-talkies to connect.

The car slowly moved away from the checkpoint. Zhang Yang's head was full of doubts, it seemed that there was still a long way to go from the village, why was there a checkpoint?

Could it be that Aze and Liu Biao, old man, have already expanded the scope of supervision here?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's mood suddenly became excited. I wonder what other surprises await him?

The off-road vehicle moved slowly, and Zhang Yang began to pay attention to some construction on the side of the road.

The change is huge. The road is still an easy road though. However, the quality is very good, the flat roadbed is paved with black crushed black ore, the roadside is planted with green trees one by one, the water conservancy projects on both sides of the road seem to be dredged, the clear water flows in the ditch, and the farmland has been planted with cash crops, which can be seen from a distance to show a tender green. Occasionally, you can see excavators dredging and repairing water conservancy projects......

What Zhang Yang noticed was. On the side of the highway, cement utility poles have been erected. Although there are no wires yet, just naked telephone poles, it has only been a few days since the power poles were turned on.

What a change!

It was so big that Zhang Yang was surprised, and if he hadn't seen the dark-skinned farmers passing along the way, Zhang Yang would almost have thought that this was Chinese mainland.

Along the way, Zhang Yang met five checkpoints, and the checkpoints seemed to have received a call, and whenever Zhang Yang's off-road vehicle passed by, he would stand in line from a distance and salute, with a respectful expression, as for those obstacles, they had moved away before Zhang Yang came.

Zhang Yang found that these checkpoints became more majestic the further they went, not only with bazookas and AK47s, but also with heavy machine guns, mortars, and armored vehicles, all equipped according to the standard of the troops.

The location of the checkpoints is becoming more and more dangerous, many of them are built on the mountain, there are concrete bunkers, and the barricades are not wood and nails, but poured cement, and there must be a tool truck parked next to it to be able to move.

Seeing these checkpoints, Zhang Yang's first feeling was that it was almost impossible for this road to be occupied by an ordinary armed force, and it would be difficult to even get close without the assistance of heavy weapons.

It will take a long time for heavy weapons to get here, because the roads in Somalia have almost collapsed, and they will not be accelerated by the repair of a section of the road here.

What's more, even if there are troops attacking, as long as the road is blown up, the enemy's attack will be immediately stopped.

This layer of guard post defense actually plays the role of a surveillance, providing information for the back, keeping the imaginary enemy away from the village.

Looking at the vibrant fields, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh, this time he went to Japan for nearly two months, and he couldn't imagine that in this short time, the old man Aze and Liu Biao would build this place in an orderly manner.

In fact, Zhang Yang did not think that in Somalia, labor is very cheap, as long as you have money, you can do whatever you want, of course, the only thing lacking in Somalia is skilled workers, such as masons, carpenters, and some machinery maintenance workers.

Fortunately, the population within a radius of several 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 are free of charge from foreign governments, and fell into the hands of some warlords and pirates, and the old man spent a lot of money to easily get some excavators, loaders and other equipment......

The off-road vehicle was unimpeded all the way, and occasionally encountered vehicles on the road also stopped on the side of the road early to greet Zhang Yang, apparently, the whole village got the news of Zhang Yang's return.

Slowly, the off-road vehicle drove to the core of the village, and in the distance, you can see that several three-story buildings have been erected, compared with the low houses not far from it, it looks extraordinarily majestic......

The road conditions are still very good, Zhang Yang remembers, and the place where he is walking now is the place where he began to come in and could not move forward and sent someone to inform him, now. The pavement has doubled in size, and the black ore stretches like a black ribbon across the countryside, with occasional muddy water sticking to it, like a Chinese ink painting.

All around, is a busy and lively scene. Someone is tidying up the roadbed. Some people are planting trees and grass, and some people are carrying some equipment, and they are very focused. Very religious, no one is lazy. There seems to be a certain spiritual force that makes them work consciously......

Far away. I saw the old man Aze and Liu Biao standing at the entrance of the village, behind them, followed by a large group of black heads, all in suits and leather shoes, white shirts, dark leather shoes, and a pair of sunglasses.

It was a grand welcome ceremony!

Zhang Yang didn't know that during the time he left. The old man brainwashes these villagers almost every day. It is almost as if Zhang Yang was the messenger of the Prophet Muhammad.

In short, the current publicity is in the minds of the locals. It is no longer a human being, but a god-like being.

The old man recited the teachings on behalf of Zhang Yang, and he proposed that all Muslims, regardless of clan and tribe, should unite to eliminate blood relatives and revenge, and put forward a series of social reforms such as prohibiting usury and exploitation, doing good alms, giving alms to the poor and widows, and treating the poor and widows with kindness, and everyone owning land, which was supported by the broad masses of the lower classes. This has led many people who have lost faith in society to return to Islam.

The old man's teachings are cohesive in this anarchic village.

In short, the old man is an excellent MLM worker, he combines Islamic teachings with Mao Zedong Thought, and unknowingly gives the locals a sense of being the master of the house, but also has a sense of spiritual sustenance.

Now, everyone is struggling for some of the old man's nihilistic ideals......

Of course, the old man himself always disagreed with what Liu Biao said about pyramid schemes, he thought that he was spreading a spirit rather than pyramid schemes, but whenever the old man said this, his treacherous face was simply not related to the lofty ideals in his mouth, which made Liu Biao and Aze, who were a little convinced, sigh and shake their heads: Isn't this just a god stick and a liar?

In the past two months, the change has been very huge, and several medical points have been set up in the village, and if someone follows Ndepur, then the family can enjoy free medical care, and if it is an elderly person who has no relatives, it can also be free of charge, of course, even without these free benefits, the cost is frighteningly low.

This is the result of the old man's insistence, but the effect is surprisingly good, just this one project has bought most of the local people

What Liu Biao and Aze couldn't figure out was that the old man strictly forbade the control of things like televisions, basically, there were only a few public places in the village with satellite TV, and the villagers had to gather together to watch TV if they wanted to watch TV......

Soon, Aze and Liu Biao understood what the old man meant, and immediately admired the old man so much.

It turns out that this is a kind of control of information, and the TV broadcast is also selective, and it is absolutely impossible for any American drama Korean drama to appear on TV, and most of the TV broadcasts the traditional customs and fine virtues of Arab countries.

It's a mental control......

In the brainwashing of the old man, all the merchant tankers passing through Somalia in the Gulf of Aden have turned into messengers of the devil, who deprive the fruits of belonging to the working people of Somalia, they are bad people, and they deserve to be punished by the messengers of the prophet.

Naturally, the robbery and kidnapping of oil tankers and merchant ships became a righteous act, a punishment for the devil.

Never before in history has a pirate robbed so openly and so deeply won the hearts of 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 strong economic foundation to improve the lives of the local people, even if the old man says it is in vain, the old man's set of theories is plausible, and it needs to be built on a material basis to be best carried forward.

However, it is worth mentioning that the old man only rooted his own ideas in the hearts of some women and children, and if you really want to change them, it will take time and money to support them......

This is a long-term and unremitting indoctrination, and of course, for the old man, a long-term and unremitting struggle.

The old man is not in a hurry, the old man has time to have land. Now, the old man is addicted to that kind of spiritual enjoyment.

Many times, the triumphant old man really thought of himself as a messenger sent by the Prophet Muhammad, and whenever he saw him get carried away, the old woman, Liu Biao. And Aze. will not hesitate to knock a finger on his head to make the old man sober up......

looked at Liu Biao with a tanned face, and Aze with a cold face, but his eyes were full of concern. Zhang Yang was inexplicably moved, and it was more than two months of separation. Zhang Yang found out only when he found out. Without the two of them, his life would have been much less joyful.

The three of them did not speak, and hugged each other heavily.

This long silence, the feelings between the brothers are silent, especially Zhang Yang, he feels a warmth, he knows very well that the recent psychological changes are very serious. It's dangerous. The thoughts in his memory always wanted to forcibly change the way he behaved, many times. Zhang Yang has an idea of using Liu Biao and Aze.

The superior is ruthless.

Those who are in high positions are iron-blooded killers.

Those who are in high positions have only interests and no friends......

Zhang Yang really wants to be a superior person, he really wants to respond to every call, and he really wants to be like the middle-aged man with long hair, and with a wave of his hand, millions of battleships will be wiped out......

However, 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, and difficult to share!

What is a friend?

Friends will provide you with a shelter from the rain when you are cornered!

A man, if he has no friends, is a failed man!

There are two indispensable things in a man's life, one is a woman, and the other is a friend!

"Hey, don't be so meaty, okay? There are a lot of people here! The old man saw that the three of them hugged each other and ignored him, and immediately walked to Zhang Yang's side and patted him dissatisfied.

"Ah...... Yes...... By...... I have a wife......"

A desolate scream made the people of the village look sideways, everyone's eyes lit up, Liu Biao's thick arm had pulled the old man into the middle of the three, the three of them hugged the old man tightly, the poor old man's skinny body was squeezed into a single stem by three big men, dizzy, difficult to breathe...... It's a different space, what a golden-armored man, what a million warships, it's a matter!

Everyone flocked to Zhang Yang and walked towards their newly built house, which was a new brick and tile, wooden mixed structure, next to it was a spacious classroom, where the old man taught some black people English and Chinese, in Somalia, although most of the people knew a little English, but only the locals could understand it, and the colloquialism was serious, and the old man also taught some English and Chinese knowledge by the way when he was brainwashed.

When walking into the village, Liu Biao, Aze, and the old man were all hugging Zhang Yang, protruding from Zhang Yang's position.

This is the rule of the game that the old man discussed, publicity, must be the spiritual leader of the whole village, naturally, the position of this leader needs them to set off, otherwise, it is difficult to form a sense of messenger to the locals.

Sure enough, when the villagers saw the old man Aze and Liu Biao, they all looked respectful to Zhang Yang, and immediately, they became more and more respectful to Zhang Yang, and their eyes were full of piety when they looked at Zhang Yang.

The old man's brainwashing for more than two months day and night finally achieved a certain effect, although Zhang Yang did not stay in the village for a few days, but his position was quite consolidated, and he had surpassed Endepur's influence.

In fact, Endeball himself didn't think about replacing Zhang Yang's position at all, he just wanted to replace the old man, not that he didn't want to replace, but he didn't have the ability, now, Endbul's admiration for the old man has reached the point of throwing himself to the ground, many things, Endeball didn't think about it, the old man was well arranged.

Ndebher believed that even if all the funds were in command for him, he would never be able to create the current influence, let alone such a strong support from the clan, and now, the entire tribal patriarch of Ndbul unconditionally supported the old man, and their only hope was that their village could be incorporated into the old man's planning and construction as soon as possible.

Somali farmers are in desperate need of capital and technology, and almost all of the electricity, communications, and transportation within a nearly 200-kilometre radius of this village have been paralyzed......

It is a very large hall. The black floor tiles give a solemn and solemn feeling.

When Zhang Yang saw a giant carved tea in the middle of the hall, he almost thought he had come to China, and the decoration style of this living room was very simple, but almost all of it was designed according to the habits of the Chinese.

Root carved coffee table, antique wooden chair. There is also a complete set of tea sets. On the wall, there are some copies of Chinese landscape paintings, and on the wall, there is an antique shelf. There are some Chinese handicrafts......

"How?" The old man hugged the old woman beside him and said with a smug expression.

"Not bad...... Geezer. There are a lot of people here. Can't you just check it? ”

The old woman, who was originally gentle, suddenly blushed, broke free from the old man's arm and walked to the coffee table, and began to wash the tea set very elegantly, washing the tea, the movements were smooth, it seems that this old woman has been trained quite well by the old man who likes to enjoy, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly. A lot of the time. He really envied the affection of the old man and the old woman, this kind of love. It's light, but it's long-lasting.

This living room seems to be isolated from the locals, when everyone came in, except for Endpur, all the people dispersed and did not enter the living room, Zhang Yang estimated that this living room was not allowed to enter without the permission of the old man.

Several people sat down and did not speak, and their eyes were quietly watching the old woman's slender and white hands dancing with the tea set.

The old woman's demeanor was very focused, and soon, the huge living room was filled with the fragrance of tea, obviously, this is this year's new tea, and now is a good time to drink new tea.

The living room is very quiet, which is a sign of respect for the old woman.

Liu Biao followed the old man every day, and he was actually contaminated with a hint of civility, and his eyes were also very serious when he looked at the coffee table.

The tea ceremony is a matter of concentration.

A few "phoenixes nodded", the small teacups were filled with yellow-green tea, the old woman divided them one by one, nodded kindly to everyone and entered the room inside, obviously, it should be her and the old man's bedroom.

It is not surprising that the old woman enters the room to show off, the old man's patriarchal ideas are more serious than him, and he never allows the old woman to participate in any decision-making matters.

In the words of the old man: What is it, as soon as a woman intervenes, it will become tasteless, and it is better for a woman to be a good wife and mother!

"Old man, how are you doing?" After a few people drank the tea, Zhang Yang glanced at the disappeared old woman. "It's okay...... I'm ready to have a baby......" The old man suddenly blushed.

"Ah......h

The old man's answer was inexplicable, Zhang Yang almost fell to the ground, and looked at the old man with an incredible face, the old man is sixty years away, and the old woman is at least fifty, it is impossible to have children at this age.

"Ahem...... Yes...... The doctor checked and said that there is, and it is recommended to give birth, otherwise, it will be more dangerous......" The old man had a fever on his face.

"That'...... Congratulations ......"

Zhang Yang glanced at Liu Biao and Aze who were snickering, and didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, no, no, this kid, you are all his godfathers, so his growth depends on you." The old man laughed.

"Hey...... Is it good that he and we are equals, you are in your sixties......" Liu Biao was taken aback, although the old man is usually before and after the old man, but, subconsciously, he still regards the old man as an elder, besides, the age difference is too great, even if Liu Biao wants to treat the old man as a brother, he can't pass the psychological level.

"Why can't you pick up a cheap godfather?"

"......" Liu Biao looked at Zhang Yang and opened his mouth, speechless.

"Brother Biao, you also said that the old man is in his sixties." Aze stood up and went to the coffee table to refill the tea for everyone.

"Oh......"

Liu Biao suddenly understood what Zhang Yang meant, obviously, the old man is in his sixties, and he must be unable to raise a child who has not yet been born, when the child is twenty years old, he is already in his eighties, naturally, they have to take care of it.

"Hey, hey." The old man had a smug expression on his face, as if some trick had succeeded.

"Old man, how is the village lately?" Finally, the conversation got to the point.

"It's not bad, the people here are simple, as long as it's a little good. It is easy to get the hearts of the people by imposing some means, combined with some religious ideas, and you should see it on the way back, the construction here has basically taken a certain prototype, and I believe that there will be results in less than half a year......"

"How's the killer training?" This is the topic that Zhang Yang is most concerned about.

"This one is easier. A lot of people here come into contact with weapons at a very young age. Almost all of them are natural killers, but they can't pass the cultural class and be a killer. Not only can you play with guns, but you also need to learn fighting skills. Languages of many countries. You also need to know some computer literacy...... For the time being, there is no way to get them out on a mission, but it is still more than enough to rob and kidnap oil tankers in the Gulf of Aden......"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be silent for a while, he had always regarded training killers as too simple, he couldn't imagine that being a killer was so complicated, but if he thought about it carefully, it was true. An excellent killer. It's not just about killing people, in a strange country. It is a very complex subject to be able to communicate with the locals, to understand the local map, and to be familiar with the local living habits and culture, and most of the young people in Somalia are illiterate......

However, to Zhang Yang's relief, it does not require any technical work to kidnap an oil tanker in the sea, as long as the weapons and crime tools are advanced, at least, enough funds can be found in the Gulf of Aden, and there is no need to worry about stopping training and construction due to lack of funds.

"How's the money going?"

"Don't worry about this, don't look at the hot swing, it doesn't cost a few dollars at all, the construction of those roads is more manual, and it's just a simple road...... By the way, this time we have smuggled a batch of seed crops from China and distributed them to the surrounding villagers......" The old man glanced at Ndepur intentionally or unintentionally.

"yes, I see." Zhang Yang nodded, and did not continue to talk about this topic, controlling the seeds of the village is a strategic issue, unlike the construction of the village, it is necessary to guard against Endepur, and he cannot be let know.

"By the way, how was the last deal for four tankers?" Zhang Yang looked at Endebher and asked.

"Completed the deal for three oil tankers, however, the other oil tanker is controlled by my hostile forces......"

"Hostile forces?" Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning, before he started, there were actually hostile forces, which made him feel very bad. It's my former power. "Now this force regards me as the number one enemy, threatening to avenge the previous leader, and we have been tracking their location, but the other party is very cunning, constantly moving places, plus the village is hurrying to build, and the young men are not familiar with the situation at sea, so they have not taken action......"

“…… Well, if anyone can provide the exact location of the tanker, we will reward 200,000 dollars. Zhang Yang said lightly.

"Two hundred thousand dollars......" Enderbur's eyes widened.

"You do what I want."

Looking at the surprised Ender, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh, this pirate is not a person who does big things, just 200,000 US dollars makes him reluctant.

For Zhang Yang, he would rather pay 200,000 US dollars to find clues, as long as he finds the oil tanker, even if the crew on it is dead, Zhang Yang can also get a huge commission, of course, Zhang Yang believes that as long as he finds the oil tanker, he can occupy the oil tanker unconsciously.

"Yes!"

Endeball was agitated and stood up suddenly.

Since Zhang Yang came back, Ndepur has felt a huge pressure, it seems that this young man has changed very much compared to two months ago, he doesn't know how to describe it, he just feels that this young man's gestures are full of undoubted majesty, and that faint look seems to be able to see through his internal organs

In fact, not only him, but also the old man and Aze, Liu Biao, they all felt the obvious changes in Zhang Yang.

This change is very subtle, there is no previous sharp insolence, there is no previous fierce momentum, now the publicity, giving people a thicker feeling, just like ancient Chinese antiques, with a deep cultural precipitation.

Now the flamboyance, the taste of power is heavier, and the murderous spirit is much more restrained.

An expression, an action, a word, all give people a heavy pressure, an incomparably heavy pressure.

"Go ahead, find the target as soon as possible, we're going to be away for a while in the near future." Zhang Yang waved his hand at Ndepur naturally, and the wave of his hand was natural, inadvertently, as if he was leading a leader with thousands of troops.

"Yes!"

Without hesitation, Endpur strode out, as if he were about to accomplish an incomparably glorious task.

When Endpur walked out, there was a sudden oppressive silence in the hall, and all three pairs of eyes fell on Zhang Yang's body.

"Hehe, what's wrong?" Zhang Yang looked at the old man and Liu Biao Aze and said with a smile.

"You've changed."

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded, the three of them actually said a sentence in unison, and after the three of them said it, they all breathed a long sigh of relief inexplicably, Zhang Yang didn't know that when he gave the order to Endbul just now, a pressure field was formed, and there was also a kind of psychological pressure on the three of them.

"I've changed...... It's a ...... for everyone to change."

Zhang Yang didn't ask what had changed, in fact, he knew very well that he had been on the side, he was fighting for the initiative with the thinking in his memory all the time, and many times, if he was not careful, he would be affected by the thinking in his memory.

If Zhang Yang were asked to evaluate himself, he would use two words to describe his character: fickle!

Of course, no matter how fickle he is, Zhang Yang believes that it is all about some details, and his thinking still occupies a leading role, and through recent cultivation, the thinking in his memory has been assimilated by himself, and Zhang Yang believes that it will not take long for those memory thoughts to no longer affect his decision-making.

At that time, Zhang Yang will become a computing machine with almost no errors!

"We're leaving?" After Liu Biao was stunned, he suddenly took a sip of tea.

"Yes, we should go back to China, don't you want to go back to City C to see your parents?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Think about it, I think about it so much, I think more about those chicks in China, here, it's not a life for people, woo...... Zhang Yang, miserable, I haven't seen a young girl here for more than two months, I just met it by chance, and I covered my face...... The old man said that this is the custom here, woo...... You can't look at it, you can't touch it, you can't touch it...... I can't live this day......"

"No need to complain, we can go back to City C soon!" Liu Biao said and spoke, his eyes were red, and Zhang Yang believed that if he didn't interrupt him, he would definitely talk about old tears.

"Hahaha...... Okay, I'm going to the provincial capital, I want to see Miss Xiaoqing, hehe......" Liu Biao smiled lewdly, looked at the three of them sideways, and kept shaking his head and sighing.

"Old man, prepare twenty of the tallest black bodyguards for Uncle Biao, and I'll let your son call me godfather, quack ......"