Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

Falling in love with you, rebirth of the rich second generation of the fighting nation

After a week of preparation, Akinfeev took people on a trip to the Nevada desert.

Since it is in the Philippines, this time Akinfeev brought more than 20 mercenaries with quite good qualities, and even a lot of heavy weapons.

Considering the particularity of the hinterland of the desert, Mufara and Xavier, who arrived there earlier, spent a lot of money to find a guide named Amir in the local area.

According to the action plan made by Akinfeev and the others before their departure, they will drive to Bosa village. After arriving there, they will no longer drive off-road vehicles, but will change to the local means of transportation - camels.

In the desert, off-road vehicles cannot move forward at all.

Bosa Village is a small village located on the edge of the desert. The whole village is not big, with only about a hundred people. It is a typical nomadic village.

There is a village established by nomads tens of kilometers away from this village deep in the desert. From the map, next to that village is the residence of the artificial eagle technology company.

In the desert, the distance of dozens of kilometers seems not far, but it actually takes several hours. This is still in the case of good luck. If the luck is bad, it will take a day or two to encounter sandstorms possible.

At the beginning, they could still see patches of oases, but as they approached Chaobosa Village, the oases in front of them were gradually replaced by the endless desert and the dead Populus euphratica. tree replaced.

"Guys, this used to be an oasis, a land of fish and rice." Amir said seriously.

"I can see those tall and withered Hu Lilin." Akinfeev nodded and said, in a corner, he also saw a sampan used to build a boat. Judging from the traces of weathering, this place was once a The land of fish and rice was at least a few hundred years ago.

"The environment here is so bad, what do the villagers in that Bosa village live on? They can't rely on the barren desert land." Akinfeev has lived in the plains of Maozi country since he was a child. The land is fertile and flat, and it is a famous granary in Europe.

"Actually, Bosa Village is alright. It's just a small village on the edge of the desert. They have their own unique way of finding water sources. In addition, they also plant drought-resistant crops. Not all deserts are necessarily deserts. There is an oasis." Amir said with a smile.

"Really? I thought there was yellow sand everywhere." Akinfeev said with a smile.

"You'll know when you go." Amir said with a slight smile.

Compared with Akinfeev, who spoke more words, the black people changed from their usual excitement. He seemed a little drowsy on the tossing off-road vehicle.

As they gradually deepened towards their destination, the road under their feet was also more difficult to drive. By the time they arrived at Bosa Village, it was already past eleven o'clock at noon.

Sure enough, Bosa Village is like a holy place in the desert. There are dense seabuckthorn trees and tall Populus euphratica trees growing here, like an isolated village in the desert.

"Is the village at our destination the same as this village?" Akinfeev couldn't help asking.

Amir nodded, "It's almost like this, but the surrounding conditions are worse."

……

Amir is a native of the local people, so the language is naturally for him to communicate with the villagers.

After a brief exchange, Amir returned to Akinfeev and the others.

"They said that several groups of people went deep into the desert recently, and they all brought camels, but because they were far away, they didn't see who those guys were, but judging from their clothes, they don't look like It's a local."

"Which way are they going?" asked Akinfeev hastily.

Amir shook his head and said: "They didn't say that, because there is a fork in the desert from this place, which is about ten kilometers away from here, and after the fork, it is divided into two, one is going to us destination, and the other one is in the complete opposite direction.”

"How far is the distance between those two villages?" Akinfeev frowned. In this desert, a journey of tens of kilometers can take as much time as a journey of hundreds of kilometers.

"More than 30 kilometers away." Amir said after thinking about it.

"Ten kilometers from here, it diverges, and then we go to the left. That's probably what it means?" Akinfeev repeated.

"That's right, that's probably what it means." Amir nodded.

"Okay, buddy, I see, what about the camel? Is this problem solved?"

"I'm going to rent their camels now." Amir said.

Not long after, Amir brought more than ten camels.

Looking at the tall desert boats in front of him, Akinfeev couldn't help but patted the hump of a camel.

Then, he said to Amir again, "Let's have a meal here, and after using it, hurry into the desert and try to get there before dark."

Fighting at night is their usual method.Whether it was the beheading operation against Kimbem or the night attack on Renato, all of their actions took place at night.

After lunch in Bosa Village, Akinfeev asked his staff to add some special food from the local villagers. It is said that this food can be stored for a month without deterioration. In the past, caravans would bring it with them when they entered the desert. These.

"I will look for the water source." Amir said seriously.

Although Amir vowed on his face that he would look for the water source, but for the sake of safety, when they set off, all the people still drank their water bladders and belly full.

After resting for about an hour, at 01:30 noon, Akinfeev and Amir led the group towards the desert under the scorching sun.

After walking less than one kilometer, they found that they were completely in the desert. There was a vast expanse of yellow sand in front, back, left, and right, and there was no end in sight. Whether it's human or animal, I don't know at all.

For these bones, while full of reverence for nature, Akinfeev and the others still lamented more.

Along the way, everyone didn't talk much, the purpose was to save the little water in the body.

However, even so, they still strongly felt the scorching sun from above their heads, and this feeling could not be expressed in words.

"What's in front?" Suddenly, Mufara couldn't help looking at the yellow sand in front of him and asked.

The local guide, Amir, lowered his head and didn't seem to notice. When he saw it, his face turned pale with shock.