"Honey Badger, please speak." There was a dull voice on the satellite phone.
"At 2: 30 p.m. local time in Nigeria, we found the traces of the two cargo planes from the air. I'm sure they are owned by Monster Industries and will make a big move here. "
"At present, according to the materials transported, they have plans to build factories here. The first batch of materials has been transported away because they were escorted by local warlords, so we did not continue to follow. But it is not difficult to find out the location. At dusk, we will follow the tracks of the convoy and be able to determine the location of their camp. "
"Is there a list of supplies?"
"I have recorded video information with my mobile phone. Please check it in the secure mailbox."
There was a "hmm" on the other side of the phone, and then there was a slight tapping sound on the keyboard. After about two minutes, the voice of "Lion" became confused. "In addition to the industrial facilities, I saw a lot of munitions inside. Are they going to start a war?"
"It doesn't look like it at present. It should be used for defense. Because those employees don't have the smell of soldiers. "
"Then follow your plan and find out their camp at dusk."
...
The shabby motorcade drove towards the direction of the Sooto Rainforest. Even though the dirt road in the wilderness had been repaired by General Mopu's men, and countless potholes had been smoothed out with sand, it was still bumpy. The Huaxia employees kept rubbing their butts and complained about this damned place. No wonder they were so poor. They didn't even know the principle of repairing roads before becoming rich.
"The government has no money. Besides, there is no government here, only a group of warlords. How can they be willing to pay for roads?"
"Look at our Hua Xia, the villagers trapped in the big ravines can spend years and decades of perseverance to dig through the mountains to build roads." Huang Qiang, who was sitting in the pickup truck, pursed his lips. "So, our Hua Xia can become the world's second-largest economy. The whole of Africa is only a fraction of ours."
He said this in Chinese, and the black guy driving next to him turned his head from time to time and showed them a flattering smile.
In the eyes of these locals, Monster Industries is similar to the God of Fortune. As long as they are carefully served, their beautiful days will be ushered in.
The convoy stopped at a primitive village dozens of kilometers away from the Sotu Rainforest. There were more than 30 mushroom-shaped thatched wooden houses on the hard, yellowish-brown soil. Before the camp was built, this would be their temporary resting place.
The hundreds of employees were surprised and in disbelief. Although they were mentally prepared that the trip would be tough, they didn't expect it to be so tough. These mushroom-like thatched wooden houses didn't even have a door, let alone a window. Not only was there light everywhere, there was only a layer of hay on the floor. There was no furniture or daily necessities.
Although they complained, the hundreds of young employees were not delicate young ladies. They could just make do with a bad environment for a few nights. A good life was also created by one's own hands, right?
The three of them shared a hut. Everyone got into their respective spots and placed their belongings in the hut. Ignoring the fact that they were sweating profusely from the heat, they got into the pickup truck and headed toward the rolling mountain range at the end of their vision.
The convoy finally stopped two kilometers away from the foot of the mountain. This place was far away from the radiation, and there was an endless stretch of hard, yellowish-brown land. It was as if countless abandoned football fields had been merged together. The ground was flat and very suitable for building a factory.
Now, a lot of materials had been piled up on this land. These were all basic building materials purchased from another country. Just the green plastic barrels of cement powder alone numbered in the tens of thousands. There were also mountains of various kinds of steel and sand and stones.
These were all soldiers under General Maups and were transported little by little in the early stages.
"The first step is to drill two or three deep wells to prepare for the concrete mixing station and living water." After hundreds of employees gathered, the Master Metal Expert shouted under the hot sun, "There is a huge rainforest hidden in the mountain behind us, so the groundwater resources here must be very rich."
"The second step is to set up the living area and the concrete mixing station to prepare for the construction of a permanent airport."
"What we want to build is a living area that can accommodate 1,000 people. Everyone is divided into five teams. The captain comes to me to get the construction drawings, and then each team leads 200 local workers to work."
"Is there a problem?"
"No!" Hundreds of employees roared with all their might!
Although they had experienced a day's journey, coming here from Hua Xia thousands of miles away. The long journey made their bodies sore and tired. Now that their feet were on the ground, they felt a little relaxed. But stepping on this barren and hot land, looking at the construction materials piled up like mountains on the ground, and looking at the supplies and equipment carried by the long convoy behind.
Hua Xia's unique civil genes were instantly activated by the current environment!
Nothing, right?
African primitive tribes, right?
Fighting against the heavens and the earth brought endless joy. Let this barren land see what it means to be a Chinese with the spirit of a foolish old man moving mountains!
"Work, work, work!" Hundreds of people roared, and then impulsively aimed their eyes behind them, making the black natives who were watching the bustle not far away stunned.
They couldn't stay full, because these employees rushed over one by one, using Chinese and English, and asked them to help carry the goods on the car. Hua Xia employees were divided into five teams. Each captain was proficient in English. General Maups also had several assistants who knew English to help translate the orders.
The first thing unloaded was two trucks of purified water. These originally tired employees poured a bottle of purified water on each of them, and after drinking a bottle happily, they became energetic like plants after the rain.
They pried open all kinds of packaging boxes with wrenches, and took out and assembled equipment that the indigenous soldiers had never seen before.
Among them, there were five desert camouflage beach buggies that made these people's mouths water like crazy.
Looking at the ten Hua Xia employees carrying guns and equipment, and riding away in groups of two in the extremely cool beach buggies, which were even equipped with a small self-rescue winch at the front, these indigenous soldiers felt that their souls were also leaving with them, like the clouds in the sky that never looked back.
An even more surprising scene was yet to come …
When the logistics officer, Buzz, arrived with another convoy transporting workers, the five beach buggies had already circled a few kilometers around, and a few bright red flags were planted on the ground. Next to the flag, there were dozens of employees and locals who were setting up steel equipment that looked like a crane.
In the open space, a huge power generating vehicle with the ability to walk on its own had already erected four hydraulic support columns, and began to roar heavy-duty diesel engines to generate electricity.
Cables as thick as a baby's arm were spread out on the ground. At the end of one of the cables, there were already 20 employees cutting steel and welding a sunshade.
"God ~" Buzz and thousands of local workers were surprised like devout believers who had seen a miracle. How long has it been? Has it been three hours? Why does it look like the construction is in progress …?
"Where's the diesel?" An excited shout pulled Buzz back to reality from the miracle.
"Yes, yes, a full 20 tons of diesel." Buzz quickly pointed to a half-new fuel truck behind him. The fuel truck was General Maups's golden egg-laying chicken. The fuel supply of the entire Anute Special District depended on those few fuel trucks to move back and forth. This was a monopoly business.
Buzz was proficient in Chinese and was also a person who had seen the world. He knew the construction plan of this construction site. So after looking around and not seeing Mr. Jin Liuhai, he smiled and asked the young Hua Xia employee in front of him, "Little brother, I heard that you are going to dig a deep well. May I take the liberty to ask how many days it will take to dig a deep well?"
"Well, our Anut City is also in a serious shortage of water. After you finish digging a well here, please move to the city and help us dig two wells. This is in the contract. "
"Oh, then tomorrow. We have to rest early after today. Everyone is too tired."
"Don't be in such a hurry. You can take care of us after you finish." Buzz desperately explained. As a result, the Hua Xia employee ran off to work.
Seeing this scene, Buzz sighed in his heart, thinking that if the people of the Anut District were one-third as hardworking as these people, they would have beaten the surrounding countries long ago.
After instructing the workers he brought to obey orders, Buzz squatted beside the tires of an old truck. With the truck blocking the sun, he drank water and watched the workers busy by the small red flag.
He knew that these people were digging wells. Who was the source of life? In the dry Anut District, water had risen to the level of strategic material. If water could control the source of water, it could firmly control the local people.
Therefore, Buzz hoped that these people would dig a deep well as soon as possible and then help them dig.
Unknowingly, Buzz, who had been tired all day, fell asleep in a daze.
When he opened his eyes again, the sun in the sky had already circled to his side. Wiping his sweat, Buzz glanced at the time on his watch. It was now six o 'clock in the afternoon.
Just as he was about to get a bottle of purified water to relieve the heat, Buzz was suddenly attracted by the well drilling team over there.
Under the golden sunlight, the tower-like machine was actually knocking on the ground with a "Rumble ~ Rumble ~" sound. Every few minutes, it would pull out a knotted drill pipe from the ground, move it to the side, and dump the mud in the drill bit.
After another ten minutes, Buzz suddenly heard a shout of joy from the other side.
Then …
The equipment suddenly sprayed out a thick stream of mud into the sky.
Dozens of seconds later, the mud turned into white water and sprinkled in the air like a waterfall.
"Ah!"
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