Part 3: Rising Africa Section 7 Cherries are also peaches
Four bonfires were lit on the sand on the border between the camp and the village as the shots rang out, several cordons hung horizontally at the entrance of the village, seven 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns on military Humvees were pointed at it, and four Russian-made 2D34 82mm mortars were waiting silently. Lei Dong looked at the four figures running closer and closer in the night vision device and said, "Trouble is still coming, open the horn and shout, and kill if you cross the cordon." ”
Mar-El stumbled over to look at the open field lit by the campfire, and continued to run towards the camp, where there was the last hope.
"Stop moving forward immediately, and anyone who crosses the warning strip will be killed." Zhang Nanjiang's voice was processed by the tweeter and spread in the empty desert night sky, with a little eerie feeling, especially after his voice fell, and the headlights of the seven military Humvees were all turned on.
Marl El's eyes were a little open, and the men on the side rushed forward regardless of it, and when they were about to reach the central axis of the open field, several rows of bullets swept over, and all three of his men fell, one of which removed half of the skull from the bullet, and the corpse's hands and feet were still twitching.
It was a 12.7mm machine gun, and Mar-El, who had been a professional soldier, looked back in pain at the cavalry approaching him, as if the hot air from the horse's nose could hit him in the face, and walked forward while shouting, "Mr. Ray, help me, I have money and slaves, I can give you all this." ”
"Do what you say, break his leg when you cross the cordon." Lei Dong doesn't like people who shout at night, neurotic.
A "snap" of a gunshot hit Mal-El's right leg, and the huge impact took away his short leg, and almost at the same time, another gunshot, this time his left leg. But the position is a bit off, not completely given to the section, and stubbornly hangs half on the thigh. Mar-El threw himself on the sand in pain, but still tried to rush forward, the bright headlights in front of him were the hope of survival, the blood stained the sand behind him red, and the sound of horses' hooves clattered.
Witnessing this, Mesad stopped his men from stepping forward and drove his mount alone towards crawling on the sand. It was this face that was now struggling in pain, this abominable filthy face that had been looking for him for so long, and Messard took the horse and ran forward for some distance and turned back. Then let the horse run wild at Mar-El.
Watching Mesade's frantic sprints again and again, and the blood splashed under the horse's hooves, Zhang Nanjiang grew his mouth and asked, "How much hatred should this have?" ”
Lei Dong said calmly, "Love is as deep as hatred, and when the tradition of men and women can do it, don't discard the tradition." "Just now Zhang Nanjiang aimed at his right leg, and he shot first.
Mesad looked at the pile of flesh mixed with yellow sand with satisfaction, and looked up at the camp and shouted, "Thank you for your help." Your generosity is as precious as the sweet water in the desert, and tomorrow morning we will be gone, and I hope that Messad's friendship will remain with you. ”
"You're so polite, friend. Lei Dong hopes to have another drink with the Mesad brothers on another scenic occasion. Lei Dong passed his meaning through the loudspeaker, and the words fell, and the lights went out, leaving only the bonfire burning, and it was almost dawn.
When Lei Dong woke up. It was dawn, breakfast was ready in the camp, and Yaya Koné was directing a few soldiers to set the table. The little girl sensitively noticed the thunderous gaze and turned around and smiled.
Zhang Nanjiang ran over and saluted and said, "Chief, last night's attack on the village was a branch of the Leyshan people, the leader is called Mesad, more than ten years ago Mar-El led his men to rob Mesad's father's caravan, and brutally killed Mesad's father, last night Mesad brought people to avenge his father's murder, and in the morning he took away all the surviving people and property in the village, saying that he wanted to sell them to the bay. Seeing Lei Dong's inquiring gaze, he immediately continued, "Mesad left a servant named Sadeb, saying that he was to thank you for his kindness and to give it to you as a slave. ”
This place is a bit interesting, giving gifts to slaves, Lei Dong stretched his waist and said, "Bring him here." ”
Born into a slave family of the Desaresan, who had been slaves of the Messad family for generations, Sadb was eighteen years old, and when he knelt before his new master, he was a little worried about whether his master was cruel.
Lei Dong was very satisfied with his sturdiness, and it was better for the male slave to be thrown into the troops, "Let him be lined up with Huang Jiangfeng." ”
Yaya Koné, who had set up the table, came over early to stand beside Lei Dong, and suddenly said, "You can live with the soldiers, and everyone else can listen to them, but after all, he is the master's slave and the master's private property, and his actions must be premised on the master's orders." The little girl still had one hand on her waist, like a little hen guarding her food.
The little girl thought a lot about the private property to be protected, Lei Dong stretched out his hand and scratched her little nose, didn't notice her red face, took her little hand and walked to the dining table, and said as she walked, "Sadebu lives with the soldiers, you can take care of everything except training and duty, little housekeeper." ”
Saddbu quietly looked up just now, Miss has a very high status in this family, and she will listen to her in the future.
Yalba had a feeling of wanting to cry at the milk bread in front of her, was she joking with herself? Is such delicate food something that people like yourself can enjoy? No one moved, and the soldiers at the large table next to them sat still, and Rima was looking at them curiously.
"Stand up," the star officer shouted. The soldiers were all standing straight, but Al was staring at the slow-moving little girl, and today it was her turn to help Yaya Koné manage the girls.
Lei Dong's table was a separate table, Zhang Nanjiang took Sadebu to sit in the soldier's position, and Rima began to secretly observe the native in the blue robe.
Most of the houses in the village were burned down, and in some places there was still smoke, and there were stains of blood everywhere, and the living people were taken away, and the corpses were piled up and burned completely in the west of the village.
It's a nice oasis, Lei Dong looked at the woods to the east of the village, and said, "Flatten these low houses, build some new ones, and we'll live here for a while." Call the older girl, as if their mother and daughter were the only remaining natives. ”
Yalba was trying to dissuade Rima who was looking around, but Al trotted all the way over, panting and said, "Jarba, the master told you to come over, don't keep your head down when you walk, keep your head up, the master doesn't like people who are downcast." After speaking, she looked at her outstanding peak with envy, and the little girl had not yet begun to develop. Not even Reima's level.
Yalba hurriedly put down the things in his hand and followed Ke El towards the village, she had heard about the encounter in the village, and now she couldn't help but want to shed tears when she saw the real scene, after all, she had lived in a place for more than ten years.
Lei Dong looked at the poor woman in front of him who was secretly wiping away her tears, and asked, "Where is the nearest village from here, how far is it?" ”
Under Yalba's narration, the approximate location of this desert oasis called Seri, which cannot be found on the map, is outlined, and there is a small oasis eighty or ninety miles to the east, where a group of natives lives about forty or so people. The desert to the west is steep and steep, and to the south is the direction from which the people of the Desaresan came, but the oasis is more than a hundred kilometers long, and it is from where Mar-El usually passes in and out of the desert. To the north was the Thunder Convoy, which was coming in the direction of a dry desert, and as far as she knew, no one had ever come from that direction.
With the abominable compass and discardable sat navigation, it's no wonder that I haven't seen an oasis for nearly a week, but fortunately the convoy is well supplied. If you don't starve to death in the depths of the desert, you will die of thirst, Lei Dong shook his head in fear after pondering for a long time.
Yalba lowered his head after saying that, and it took a while to sneak a peek at what Lei Dong was doing. Finding that he was just staring at his chest, that was one of his proudest places, the original owner was not selling her because of this, thinking of what the little girl said when she came just now, she raised her chest high, and after a while, she found that Ray shook her head, Yalba knew what to do at this time, and now there were only himself and his master, and his retinue were guarding the perimeter, and Mar-El liked to have sex with her in the woods in the wild. Naturally, Yalba stepped forward, pulled her full, unsagging breasts out of her tight robe, and put her erect nipples into her new owner's already open mouth.
When Lei Dong saw Yalba approaching him, he thought she was going to say something new to him, and when he saw her exposing her beautiful breasts, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, and just when he wanted to say something, Yalba put his nipples into his mouth, could it be some special African custom? There is a natural fragrance, the taste is not bad, it seems that she uses a latex soap made in West Africa.
West Africa grows a wild tree that produces delicious fruits, the African butter tree, this fruit contains a lot of oily seeds, from this seed can be extracted butter butter, a yellow or yellowish cheese, they have the same texture and consistency as butter, butter butter has been used by local Africans for thousands of years, butter butter contains non-sap fats, they cannot be made into soap, to maintain their moisture properties. It is completely non-toxic, and it is gentle and elegant on the face, so it can be used on the skin of children and adults. Butter butter contains natural moisture, which can resist ultraviolet radiation and can even irritate the skin, causing the skin to produce collagen on its own. It has been used for a long time by people who have cracked skin, ulcers, minor injuries, dry skin, eczema or to gain muscle. What's even more peculiar is that you can use it to remove scars on your body, and even long-term use will have an anti-aging effect without any side effects.
Lei Dong tried his best to control himself, moved his head to the side, and reluctantly left Yalba's cocked ass with his hand, and asked, "Is this the local custom?" "In the past, Mongolia used to sleep with guests, this African probably also has this good tradition, fortunately she is not of black blood and seems to be of Arab blood, I don't think there will be AIDS, right?
Yaya-Koné didn't want to come over, she saw everything just now, the big breasts that made people envious and jealous, why are they still so small, only a little bigger than a cherry, why not a peach, hum, cherries are also peaches, learn from Yarba's initiative, let the master eat cherries when he has the opportunity, but it is not okay to go over, he stared at himself just now. "Are you still giving us a lecture today?" After speaking, he glared at Yalba, who had not yet put the murder weapon back. (To be continued......)