Chapter 149: Temporary Training

149. Temporary training

Bogotรก, Kalka Town, Chinese Community Plantation.

Just 200 kilometres from the southernmost tip of the Andes, the 200 kilometres between the mountain valleys are home to vast expanses of fertile soil for coffee, avocados, cocoa, bananas and metre-high African palms, with huge pinnate leaves growing at the tops of the trees. It is a family-supporting industry that has been carefully cultivated, cultivated and built by the Chinese community for hundreds of years, and although it is not very close to the community, it has also built a cement road to facilitate the entry and exit of workers.

The coyote wakes up at 4 a.m. every day and rushes along the hillside near his residence, and this time in the mountains near Tatako, he feels that he is too weak and burdens the monster and the mask, so he finally has the opportunity to train in the jungle, so he tortures himself like crazy. He himself is also very strange, when he was a child, he followed his grandfather into the mountains to hunt and collect medicine, but when he entered the mountains as an adult, not only did he not have that sense of familiarity, but he felt strange, frightened, and depressed, which made the masquerade grandson probably not a good thing to say.

In the center of the plantation and in the direction of the Andes are several well-built thatched huts, which are the residences of hired workers and those who are on duty. The coyote, with its tousled hair and stubble, was not so conspicuous to live alone in a hut on the outskirts. In the past few days, with the help of the terrain and materials on the hillside, he has made a lot of traps within a radius of 500 meters around his residence, and then he also told several young people with Wang Yuwei which places they could not pass. Every morning after self-training, the coyote will also check it again, so as not to be triggered by the beast. Then the rest of the time is either to train Wang Yuwei a few, or to climb a big tree and look in the direction of the Chinese community.

It's been three days, and Mo Lei still hasn't heard from him. On the contrary, on Zhou Rui's side, Xida contacted Wang Yuwei once, which probably means Zhou Rui's situation. Sida said to the coyote that he wanted to arrange a few villagers to come over for training, and the coyote readily agreed. He knew that Zhou Rui deliberately asked Xida to say it, just because he was afraid that he would be weak and add a few vitality to himself. But the coyote still told Sida that as long as he arranged for honest, reliable and powerful people to come over, Vasido would stay in the Lotus Village to help Sida.

"Brother Lang."

The coyote had already seen Wang Yuwei, who had a stout body and a plaid jacket and sweatpants, hurriedly got off his motorcycle, went into his own banana field, and then sneakily walked to the coyote's thatched hut. He did not dare to go in, so he shouted outside and stood quietly by the side of the road and waited. The coyote suddenly appeared from behind him, patted Wang Yuwei's shoulder with his left hand, and laughed. But Wang Yuwei turned around calmly, not as if he was not frightened at all.

"I know you're on the hillside."

"Oh." The coyote stroked his hair in annoyance, "What about the others?" โ€

"Coming separately, Liu Dayou is going to finish selling breakfast, and it is expected that at half past nine, He Yibo will follow me, and Geng Yun will be behind He Yibo."

These people Wang Yuwei said are the backbone of the community, Liu Dayou runs a dumpling shop, and the middle-aged men in the community are the most honest, but they have a tiger in their chests, which is Mo Lei's description. He Yibo is Ning Boyuan's cousin, Ning Boyuan's daughter is missing, He Yibo is haunted, and there are at least 10 young people around He Yibo who regard him as the backbone. Geng Yun is a fan of Wang Yuwei, probably one of the few people in the community who knows that Wang Yuwei is stupid on the outside and like a ghost on the inside, the key is that the 20-year-old Geng Yun has liked to fight and kill since he was a child, but he has practiced a good skill, his mouth is sweet and he will come to things, and he has nothing to memorize a few words of Tang poetry and pretend to be forced, coyote likes this child very much.

Coyotes' recent mission is to teach the young people how to protect themselves under limited conditions. Mo Lei didn't know what was going to happen next, although there would not be a large number of troops coming to clear the field, but if a few mercenaries like Victor came and killed a few young people or respected old people, the hearts of the Chinese community would be scattered. Training them to protect themselves is one of the few things that can be done at the moment.

"Then you let Brother Dayou wait for a few people, who came from the county seat, the leader is called Ge Mingga, there are about three people. Go and notify. The coyote suddenly remembered the agreement with Sida, "Besides, today's subject is traps, which is your kid's favorite, right?" โ€

Wang Yuwei still looked like an idiot, nodded, walked a few steps towards the way he came, then turned around and walked back, and said to the empty hillside, "Brother Wolf, Charles may come to me." โ€

"Why?" The coyote emerged from the other direction, grabbing a sharpened piece of wood in his hand.

"I heard what my dad meant was that Charles wanted to take two young men from us into the vigilante brigade." Wang Yuwei walked to the thatched hut of the coyote, "You just give me your satellite phone to use, and you can teach me more if I come first." โ€

"I thought you were going to go back and talk to Dayou. I wonder if you're really stupid. The coyote squinted at the stout Wang Yuwei, jumped out of his hiding place and strode with him to his residence, "You slow down, don't trap don't blame me." By the way, what is this Charles's mind? Isn't he causing trouble for himself by doing so? โ€

"Just help, he's a good guy. After all, we have the identity of a security policeman, and it is much brighter to shoot guns and buy guns. โ€

The shed was dimly lit, and the air smelled of dried plants and blades of grass. The coyote turned on the light, took out the satellite phone from under the table and handed it to Wang Yuwei, and after he finished calling, he pulled out a mountain knife from under the bed made of wooden frames, and looked at Wang Yuwei with a smile.

"You said you wanted to learn more, let's go."

"Brother Lang, can you teach me that thing on your wrist." Wang Yuwei sat at the door, his eyes swept out of the door a few times, and turned his head to look at the coyote, his eyes shining.

"Yo, the eyes are poisonous. If you can't teach it, you can't learn it. โ€

The coyote smiled and fastened the chopper behind his back. Wang Yuwei didn't answer again, but just picked up a broken tree trunk from the corner of the wall, with black fruits on it. He picked two and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them with relish.

"You know? Eat blindly if you don't know you? Seeing that Wang Yuwei had no intention of going up the mountain, the coyote pulled out a long rope from under the bed, simply sat opposite Wang Yuwei, and began to teach him to tie the knot.

"I saw Brother Lei eat it." Wang Yuwei's eyes were firmly fixed on the coyote's flying ten fingers, while answering the coyote's question.

"Huh? That grandson has an iron stomach, you wait. While explaining the way to tie the knot, the coyote teased Wang Yuwei, "You say, if you use your IQ to read a book or something, where in the world can't you be tolerated?" Why do you have to stay here? โ€

"You said that with your ability, you can't go anywhere in the world, so why do you have to come here? Any so-called war contractor will pay a lot of money for people like you. โ€

Wang Yuwei casually picked up the rope beside him, and soon tied it into a knot. The coyote motioned for him to fight a few more times, and told him with a smile, "There is an essential difference between fighting for money and fighting for the flag." โ€

"Brother Lei thinks so too, right?" Wang Yuwei's eyes didn't look at the rope, and his hands moved quickly.

That's what he said. A long time ago, I don't know where those mercenaries knew our mailbox, they sent us emails at the beginning, to be honest, they didn't want to be tempted, it was fake, but they just couldn't take that step. There is no way, our army is called the people's army, and we can't do it by bypassing those two words to make money. โ€

Wang Yuwei was silent for a long time, and the coyote had already picked up a wooden stick and began to teach him to tie three sets of knots, which is a kind of knot commonly used when making traps. Wang Yuwei put down the rope noose in his hand and looked up at the coyote with sunken eyes and a dry face, "You know, I actually want to go back." Although I grew up in this place, I always felt like a rootless duckweed, floating. Isn't that weird? โ€

A flaming red crested umbrella bird flew by from a low altitude, under the corner of the eaves of the thatched hut, turned its head sideways to comb its feathers with its curved beak, and then looked blankly at the green of the mountain, and pounced into the mountain forest with a soft cry.

The coyote stopped his movements and glanced at Wang Yuwei deeply, "Of course it's not strange. Man always needs to find his roots. Do you know? Many people are in the country and always want to leave. They complain about traffic jams, are selfish, greedy, arrogant for health care, education, or something that doesn't belong to them, cursing at a thriving country. But they don't know that on the same earth, in the same world, there is still a place where order is collapsing, wars are raging, and killing is rampant. Those who are like us and who are struggling for the most basic survival ....... โ€

"This kind of person should throw him to the most war-torn place, and then he will understand how strong his country is. Alas, only a strong country has the right to speak, and people are the same. Listen to my father, we have been much better in the past few years, more than ten years ago, we had a ...... life, and a wild dog could bully people. Wang Yuwei simply lay on the ground facing backwards, the ground was tamped soil, smooth and smooth.

"If you have a chance, I'll take you back to see it, haha. You will find out whether Chinese with black eyes, yellow skin and black hair should be proud. The coyote knocked Wang Yuwei's leg with a stick, "Hurry up and study hard." โ€

"I can already feel it." Wang Yuwei laughed.

"Charles, I heard Mo Lei mention, since you also accept and recognize him, then let Geng Yun go to work, and you can choose another one of the two places. I'll talk to Geng Yun later. He Yibo should be his boss well, and it would be best to be able to incorporate local gangsters. You, just stay in the community with Brother Dayou. After all, I'll be leaving at any time, so you have to watch out for yourself and watch out for the Volks. โ€

The two chatted for a while, and the coyote told Wang Yuwei what to do next. He really didn't know how long he would stay, and it was impossible for the other party to be so tough and directly attack the Chinese community, but he couldn't stop someone from doing bad things in the dark. In this way, among the thousands of Chinese, there are people who are constantly lobbying others to accept Volks' terms. And once Mo Lei can't come out to accept the inheritance, then there are less than 20 days, what are the variables after the government takes over the Meng family's land? No one knows.

Mo Lei couldn't have let such a thing happen.

"What's next for you?" Wang Yuwei moved his tall body, and sitting cross-legged on the ground for too long would be tiring at his height.

"Find him, there are a few problems to solve. First, the death of the Bernikin family cannot be because of Will. Turan's death is over, and we will ask for an explanation. Second, the death of Old Man Wu and the continuous disputes that followed, this matter cannot be settled like this. Third, to find out what Vaux's purpose was for this piece of land, it was none of our business, but it was the fuse of the whole thing, as well as the death of Mo Lei's cousin's family and so on. If you don't get to the bottom of it, Mo Lei won't stop. The coyote threw the wooden stick and rope in his hand to Wang Yuwei, reached into Wang Yuwei's pocket, took out a box of cigarettes, lit one, and took a deep breath.

"Besides, this Volks, I'm afraid it's not a legitimate businessman. What to do with this place is worth pondering. Wang Yuwei simply threw the whole pack of cigarettes to the coyote, "I looked at the map carefully, and I'll show you when I go back." โ€

"How's this year's harvest going?" Coyote changed the subject.

"It's not good, it looks like it's polluted by heavy metals, you look at my bananas, not to mention the small and reduced amount, the ripening period is about 10 days later than before, this is the third year like this. The aroma of cocoa has also changed. Talking about this, Wang Yuwei's brows turned pale, this is not only their family's plantation, but also the same from other families.

What is the reason for this? I just see that the natives are getting closer and closer to growing marijuana, does it have anything to do with that? The coyote had a cigarette in his mouth, a little surprised. It's a pity that he doesn't know anything about agriculture here. Xiangxi people, rice and corn have been planted, those tropical crops, he is blind.

"No, in fact, hemp improves the soil, especially the soil contaminated by heavy metals, and the cultivation of hemp has a great effect on the remediation of the soil of compound heavy metals, and its roots can promote the dissolution of heavy metals and improve the bioavailability of heavy metals in the soil. Of course, lead, mercury and the like are more troublesome....... Wang Yuwei categorically denied that he had studied these things.

"Here they are." The coyote puffed out his cigarette and stood up from the ground. "By the way, today's newspaper hasn't arrived yet, so try to send it to me in the afternoon."

Wang Yuwei nodded in response, he didn't believe that someone was coming, but after half a minute, he also heard the sound of a motorcycle.

But Wang Yuwei's stomach also "growled" with the action of getting up, and let out a long fart. He looked at the coyote without changing his face, but he didn't expect the coyote to point at him and laugh.

"I'll tell you to eat blindly."

At the same time, a dusty unlicensed pickup truck was parked on the embankment next to the waterworks near the town of Kalka, and someone slipped out of the passenger seat and walked to the waterworks doorman to consult with the doorman, while another man sneaked around the guard's room, climbed over the fence and climbed the water tower, opened the package he was carrying and emptied it to the water source. Then he slipped down the water tower, jumped out of the fence in three or two steps, and quickly got into the car, and the man at the door of the guard room also turned to get into the car, and the pickup truck kicked up a cloud of dust and disappeared on the mountain road.

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