Han Lisha seemed to be in a good mood, and said with a smile: "What do you mean?" I didn't tie him with a rope. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info ask Xiao Du yourself, did he come voluntarily? I still have the contract he signed himself. ”

I winked at the fat man and motioned for him not to say more. I haven't heard people introduce themselves as medical representatives, and they just eat by mouth, and they can't talk about her.

I said, "Fatty, it's in the city anyway, why don't you find a hotel and live in it first, and then I will meet you when I'm done, and let's have a good time in the northwest." ”

The fat man looked at Han Lisha and said, "He signed a contract with you?" What are the benefits? How do you look at me? Why don't you sign a contract for me too? ”

Han Lisha laughed for a while and said, "Okay, Tang Xiaohua, you sent this to the door yourself." Wrapping up food and shelter, giving guns and equipment, plus 20,000 yuan for life or death, it's US dollars, do you want to do it? ”

I was just about to open my mouth to stop it, but this kid slapped his chest and said, "I took the contract, I did it." ”

Han Lisha smugly flew at me and said to the fat man, "Welcome to join!" ”

I'm a little helpless, this guy sold himself for $20,000, it's not worth it. But I know that no matter how much I use my tongue, the fat man's purpose is certainly not for money, but because of me. When did I become a protected panda?

After procuring some necessary supplies in the city of Golmud and purchasing a few spare ropes, the convoy continued its journey in the direction of Utumeiren.

The Utumei people are located near the Nalengrad River, which means "slender river" in Mongolian. From Golmud, the whole journey is 200 kilometers, there are 4 of us in a car, and the fat man and I sit in the back seat.

The road conditions here are not as good as the national highway, the road is full of potholes, fortunately, the high-power off-road vehicle has excellent performance, and the field can be passed everywhere, and by night, it has almost walked more than 100 kilometers.

Finding a leeward hillside, Han Lisha ordered to set up camp. Having learned the lesson of yesterday's encounter with wolves, the camp was set up on the mountainside, condescending, and manned with weapons.

A bonfire was lit and snow was taken on the spot to boil water. Due to the high sea and strong wind in the wild, the water could only be boiled until it was half boiled, and finally a large pot of instant noodles was boiled, and everyone ate half-cooked rice with canned beef.

The fat man snorted when he ate, saying that he hadn't eaten hot food until last night, which made me a little moved.

The arrival of the fat man has changed my relatively isolated situation in the team a lot. This guy is a self-acquaintance, speaks stumbling English, and quickly figured out the situation of the relatively xenophobic team of 12 people.

There are actually 10 mercenaries in this team, from all over the world, including 5 whites, 3 blacks, and 2 yellows. The five whites are from the well-known MPR in the United States, and they are all retired Marines. Three black men are from EO South Africa and are also members of a well-known private armed group. The two yellow people do not belong to any organization, and both of them are thin and small, definitely no more than 1.6 meters, and according to themselves, they are Gurkhas.

I turned my mind for a moment, and whispered to Tang Fatzi: "In the future actions, try to follow behind these two little men." ”

The fool was a little puzzled and said, "Why? ”

I said: "The Gurkha soldiers are very famous in the world. They come from the mountainous regions of Nepal, brave and good at fighting, preferring to die rather than give in, believing that it is better to die heroically than to live cowardly, and they are truly warriors who are not afraid of death. Especially in this kind of plateau and mountain, they are experienced and know how to avoid danger, and following them will have a much higher safety factor. ”

In addition to the mercenaries, there were 2 white men, one old and one young. The old man is in his 50s, thin, with gray hair and sunken eyes. The young one is less than 30 years old, with a cold expression, more than 2 meters tall, and muscles knotted all over his body. Both of them were relatively silent, and their status seemed to be very detached.

White people are born with a sense of superiority, plus they are rich or from the Marine Corps, they are more awesome, and they ignore fat people. The black man was quite bold, and he quickly got along with him, especially after knowing the identity of the fat man "Chinesesoldiers", he was very interested in him, and a guy named Hank, who was as black as a carbon group, even asked to have two tricks with him and study "Chinese kung fu".

I know the skills of the fat man, I can only be regarded as passable, how can I do any kung fu? He doesn't have anything else, but he has the strength to do it. In the case of not figuring out the truth of others, he also has self-knowledge, fooling Hank and saying that it is more impolite and angry than scratching, especially to foreign friendly forces, and stammering, I am not interested in listening. In the end, it was really impossible to force the carbon group, and he had an idea and said, "Why don't we break our wrists?" ”

I'm stunned, damn, it's okay to break my wrist? This guy is a well-known king of power, and he once had a record of losing 10 people in a row, so he deliberately set up tricks for others.

After Hank figured out the situation, he took off his shirt and rested his elbows on a rock, looking very awesome and coaxing. The fat man pretended to have a bitter face on the shelf, and cowered and stepped forward to fight, which made me laugh in my heart.

After the two exchanged hands, the circle of people around them all shouted as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. The result was very unexpected, and after a few minutes of struggling with the carbon ball, the fat man actually stopped cooking. After this guy winked at me, I thought in my heart, feelings are really diplomatic, and it is rare to know hidden strength.

Orientals are inherently inferior to blacks in terms of strength and explosive power, not to mention this kind of professional soldier who is intensively trained every day. The fat man was not surprised even if he did lose, he gave a thumbs up to the carbon group, and Hank smiled like a chrysanthemum, and immediately took him for a buddy.

The little Gurkha soldier who went to the car last night to get a gun actually knew a little Chinese, and said to the fat man: "Strength, don't compare." Than flexible, we yellow people, more flexible than them. ”

Damn, he himself is 1.6 meters, and he actually teaches a fat man who is 30 cm taller than him to play flexibly? However, although the fat man is a little bloated, he is not slow to react, this little man has a very poisonous eye, and he actually sees his advantages and points out.

After the fat man heard me say that these two people were special, he also paid attention, and immediately leaned over to set it up, and after a few words, the atmosphere was harmonious.

There are co-optations, and of course there are people who are divided. The big man next to the white old man couldn't see it, and he flashed out, hooking his fingers at the fat man with a dead face.

We were all stunned, how to drop? Where did you provoke him?

Han Lisha whispered, "Kill him!" ”