After the two armored vehicles received Mo Ze and Su Muzhe's group of people at Mangshi Airport, they drove all the way to Jiangxinpo before stopping.

In front of two armored vehicles, there were already some people waiting there. And in a group of people who were clearly from the special forces, there stood an old peasant-like person.

The pair of rubber shoes on his feet were stained with dirt, the long-handled sickle stuck in his waist, and a cigarette gun in his hand was smoking there. Just like that, how do you look like an old farmer who can be seen everywhere in the countryside.

One by one, the special forces gathered around the old farmer, like a group of children begging their father for candy. And the old farmer's face also squeezed out a shy smile, but the crooked eyes like the moon betrayed the joy in his heart.

It wasn't until he saw Moze get out of the armored car that the old farmer knocked the cigarette gun in his hand on the sole of his shoe, and then stuck it in his waist on the other side. "People are coming, people are coming, I'll tell you so much this time, if I have the opportunity to talk about it next time."

The old farmer spoke, and the surrounding special forces immediately dispersed obediently. On their faces, there was more or less a bit of joy, or because they didn't understand what the old farmer said just now, so there was a little chagrin on their faces.

"Gee, you've finally arrived. What luggage did you bring, do you want me to carry it for you? If you don't have one, let's go now, and maybe we can catch dinner when we get back. When the old farmer saw Mo Ze get out of the armored car, he walked straight towards Mo Ze, and at the same time, the old farmer's mouth kept chattering, like a father picking up his child home.

Mo Ze, who was expressionless, watched the old farmer run to his side, and looked into the armored car twice, and suddenly sighed in his heart. Sure enough, he was exiled, and he still had to participate in labor reform, and I don't know if the soil in this place is hard or not. Thinking of this, Mo Ze unconsciously stomped his feet on the ground, and then looked down at the piece of his heel that was slightly sunken.

"Hehe, let's go, let's go." The old farmer didn't care what Mo Ze thought at this time, anyway, he had already received someone now, and he would just take it back later. "By the way, you won't have a name since you came here. No matter how many names you've used before, now you only have one codename: Twelve. ”

Mo Ze didn't feel much about the old peasant's words at this time, anyway, they were all labor reforms, did it make any difference if there was a name or not?

The old farmer glanced at the calm Mo Ze, and didn't know what he was thinking, so he immediately said to Mo Ze: "But I have a name, you can just call me Lao Zhang." On it, I'm the only one named Lao Zhang. ”

"And how far do we have to climb up the mountain?" At this time, Mo Ze, who had been following Lao Zhang, finally couldn't help but ask. The place where he got off happened to be at the foot of the Jiangao Mountain, but what Mo Ze didn't expect was that the place where he needed to be reformed through labor would be on the mountain.

The old peasant also paused slightly when Mo Ze asked this question, then covered the top of his eyes with his right hand and glanced at the sharp mountain in front of him. "Don't worry, we'll stay halfway up the mountain, and we won't go up to the top of the mountain under normal circumstances."

Hearing the old farmer say this, Mo Ze suddenly had a number in his heart. The mountain is only about 3,000 meters high, and the halfway point of the mountain is less than 2,000 meters. Because of his own internal strength, his endurance is outstanding, and it is still very easy to climb a two-thousand-meter mountain. The old farmer in front of him should also go up and down the mountain often, and the speed is not too slow.

Moreover, living on this mountain for the next period of time, there is no need to think about some things in the outside world, and Mo Ze did not refuse too much about the next farming life.

"Twelve, I'll tell you. After you get to the mountain, you obediently listen to Nie Lao's words. You can do whatever he asks you to do, don't ask why, anyway, Mr. Nie won't hurt you. In the next climb to the mountain, Lao Zhang has been maintaining a constant speed. Moreover, at this time, Lao Zhang was able to tell Mo Ze some things that he needed to pay attention to after going up the mountain.

When the two of them finally reached the halfway point of the mountain and saw some houses made of wood, it only took an hour, and they climbed two mountain beams during the process.

Maybe it's because it's relatively early to eat on the mountain, when Mo Ze followed Lao Zhang to find Nie Lao, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Nie Lao holding a bone from an unknown animal in his hand gnawing. And next to Nie Lao, there were many such meat and bones hot in a large iron pot.

"Huh? Lao Zhang, you're back, come and sit, and take it yourself if you want to eat. Nie Lao heard the sound of the door opening, and when he looked up, he saw Lao Zhang coming in with Mo Ze. So, Nie Lao directly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and pointed to the bench next to him, which can be regarded as having invited Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang is not surprised by this, a person in his forties and fifties can actually run to the stool pointed by Nie Lao and sit down, and then use a soup spoon to scoop out a large meat bone in the pot. It's just that the bone just came out of the soup, Lao Zhang's hand was suddenly hot, and he held the bone with both hands and shook it there, and Mo Ze on the side was shocked.

"Well, you're the new one. Come and eat too, and when you're done, you can see which room next to you has empty beds. Wait until tomorrow morning, and then you start training again. Nie Lao kept seeing Lao Zhang stuffing the meat into his mouth, so he raised his head again and looked at Mo Ze, who had been standing at the door.

However, from Nie Lao's words, Mo Ze heard some unusual information. "Training? I'm not here to farm? ”

"Bang!" Although Mo Ze's voice was not loud, it was enough for Nie Lao and Lao Zhang in the room to hear it. Nie Lao suddenly became angry, and Nie Lao, who was already full of gangsterism, smashed the bone in his hand at Mo Ze.

Nie Lao, who was angry, stood up, and his hand went directly to the door: "You especially give Lao Tzu a roll, how far and how far to roll!" Still farming? I'm going to let you farm! ”

As he spoke, Nie Lao glanced around, and then took a fancy to the big iron soup spoon in the iron pot, and wanted to pick up the soup spoon and throw it towards Mo Ze again, but he was stopped by the startled Lao Zhang.

"Nie Lao, Nie Lao, extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire. A child, are you as far as that? Since he came here without a name or surname, how can he know what he came here for? At this time, Lao Zhang, like a good old man, tried his best to persuade Nie Lao, and at the same time, he also gave Mo Ze two looks. It's just that at this time, Mo Ze was completely stunned by Nie Lao's performance, and where did he see Lao Zhang's eyes.

was persuaded by Lao Zhang, and Nie Lao finally calmed down the anger in his heart a little. Standing at the door with white eyes, Nie Lao said to Mo Ze angrily: "In the right corner, there is your weapon, as well as the ammunition you trained this week, go get it yourself." ”

Lao Zhang saw that Mo Ze did not react, so he hurriedly ran to Mo Ze's side and kicked him gently. "Why are you stupid, why don't you hurry up and get your weapons and ammunition." While saying this, Lao Zhang was afraid that Mo Ze would not be distracted just now and didn't hear where Nie Lao said about where the weapon was placed, so he deliberately pointed his finger again.

At this time, Mo Ze finally reacted, and with the expression of a second fool who had picked up five million, he hurriedly ran to the corner where the weapon was placed.

The gun is a Type 85 sniper rifle imitated by the SVD sniper rifle of the Soviet Coalition in China, so after picking up this gun, Moser did not feel stranger at all. After skillfully inspecting the sniper rifle, Mo Ze took out the magazine and found that there were still three bullets inside, and immediately frowned slightly.

"Where's the ammunition?" However, at this time, Mo Ze couldn't say that Nie Lao and they were not good at managing guns, and the magazines of the sniper rifles placed casually were even loaded with bullets. At this moment, Mo Ze just wants to get his training ammunition for this week, and then consolidate his strength in the next time.

Nie Lao didn't care that Mo Ze was fiddling with the sniper rifle in the corner, and took out another bone from the iron pot and gnawed it. After hearing Mo Ze's question, he said vaguely while chewing meat: "What are you holding in your hand, isn't it ammunition or fireworks?" ”

In an instant, Moze was once again full of worries about his future life.