As the sun sets, the winds in the African wilderness begin to grow stronger, blowing the lush chat grass like the waves of blood in hell.

Standing on the square-roofed terrace of the building in the middle of the khat grass plantation, Carpenter chewed on tobacco vigorously as he glared at the alcohol-soaked eyes and scanned the half-ripe khat grass.

If there are no sudden bad weather and sufficient water sources, at least 25 tonnes of fresh khat grass can be produced in the khat plantation after a week at most. There is no doubt that the shoddy stems and foliage will be sifted out and sold at a relatively low price to the addicts of the Golden Dunes who have become addicted to chewing khat grass.

The selected khat grass is carefully baled, weighed, and handed over to trucks that come to the khat plantation to be transported to the processing plantation. After going through a series of processing procedures, it is distributed all over the world.

Although the majority of the profits from the sale of khat grass will definitely be taken by those guys in suits hidden in high-rise buildings, the remaining benefits are enough to make himself live like a king in Africa.

As long as this kind of life can last for a year or two, and after accumulating enough wealth, maybe you can really retire?

If those damned Chinese hadn't built dams, then all this would have been a good thing!

But now......

Feeling the soreness in his leg, Carpenter reached out and touched the thirty-centimeter-long scar on his right leg that had been cut by shrapnel, and had to slowly turn around and limp towards a recliner not far behind him.

Almost as Carpenter struggled to get to the recliner, the satellite phone resting on the small coffee table next to the recliner made a subtle beep. Hurriedly reaching out and grabbing the satellite phone resting on the small coffee table, Carpenter habitually took a deep breath before pressing the answer button on the satellite phone: "I'm Carpenter!" ”

On the satellite phone, a voice with an obvious coldness suddenly rang out: "I heard that you messed up?!" ”

Swallowing hard, Carpenter tried to make his voice sound as steady as possible, "Sir, it was just a minor mistake. I would ......."

The sneering voice burrowed into Carpenter's ears like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter: "Mistake? Ten members of the government army you hired have been executed, and the liaison in the government has made it clear to you that he will no longer cooperate with you. You call this a small mistake?! ”

The sudden nervousness made Carpenter's back spine involuntarily break out in a cold sweat: "Sir, I can handle ......"

A sneering voice once again drilled into Carpenter's ears from the satellite phone: "What do you rely on to deal with it?" Those inferior gunmen you hired for thirty-five dollars a day? Don't deny it - even though your financial statements indicate that you hire mercenaries who pay $700 a week, it's the inferior gunmen who actually work as guards on your khat plantation for $35 a day! ”

Almost subconsciously, turning his head to look at his side, Carpenter nearly jumped out of the recliner. The terrifying feeling of being watched all the time made Carpenter's throat dry as if it were the Sahara Desert, and even the voice he uttered was clearly marked with a hoarse burst: "Sir, I'...... I'll admit that there are some things that I didn't do ......."

With a sneer, the voice on the satellite phone sounded colder and colder: "You should be able to understand that the reason why you are the director of the Khat grass plantation is only because of our generosity and mercy!" Otherwise, we wouldn't have to put a cripple who had been doing odd jobs for us for a few years in this position where we could earn money lying down! And yet you are now squandering our generosity and mercy?! ”

Before Carpenter could say anything more, the cold voice quickly continued, "You have a week left in office!" During the week, there's only one thing you have to do – make sure the harvest at the khat plantation is a success! After that, you leave with the truck that transports the khat and disappear from our eyes forever, forgetting all about what you have done! Now, look at that glass of water next to you! ”

Subconsciously turned his head to look at the glass of soda on the small coffee table, Carpenter didn't even have time to blink his eyes, the slightly bubbling soda had suddenly exploded. Scattered shards of glass whizzed by, scratching several shallow lines of blood on Carpenter's arms and cheeks!

Stiffened, Carpenter's throat gurgling, but he could no longer utter a coherent word!

Although he has been away from the bloody battlefield for many days, Carpenter, who has experienced many battles, can still distinguish that the bullet that shattered the glass should have come from a sniper rifle with extremely high accuracy, and the shooting distance is about 500 meters!

In other words, the sniper who shattered the glass is hiding in the khat grass plantation, and the muzzle of the black hole may be aimed at his head at this moment!

It seemed that Carpenter's reaction was learned from the sniper, and the cold laughter came from the satellite phone again: "Before you leave, leave everything you shouldn't take and take only your life!" This is our last mercy and generosity, don't squander it again! ”

Listening to the busy sound coming from the satellite phone, Carpenter was stunned for a moment before slowly putting down the satellite phone in his hand......

As the cold voice on the phone said, Carpenter did work on hiring people and other expenses, and he really made some benefits for himself. I thought that God didn't know the ghosts, but I didn't expect that my every move fell into the eyes of the gold lord behind him!

It's ridiculous that a moment ago, I thought that I could have a rich retirement as the beginning of a good life in my life?!

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Carpenter slowly stood up, walked to the patio fence with trembling legs and feet, and shouted to the gunmen standing downstairs who had no idea what was going on: "Send more men and increase patrols of the plantation!" If something goes wrong....... You don't want to know what you're going to do if something goes wrong on the plantation......"

Almost at the same time that Carpenter shouted at several gunmen, on a small hill 1,200 meters away from Carpenter, Gu Weisu, who was wearing a sand camouflage cloak, aimed the sniper rifle in his hand at the hill bag in the Khat grass plantation: "There are two targets, judged to be a sniper team, and they have been locked!" ”