The journey starts from the Titanic

Hearing that they don't need to go to the battlefield, the workers breathed a sigh of relief, and amused when they were frustrated by the manager.

"However, although it is not our turn to go to war, we are prepared and the necessary training is still needed.

In fact, everyone has done a good job at ordinary times. Apart from not being able to shoot, you have discipline, obedience, queues, and behavior like soldiers, much better than those black-skinned smokers.Those black skins have no abilities, just like their bears, in which year did I kill ten or eight?"

Everyone happily, even though they knew the manager was bragging, but hearing him say this, most of the fear in their hearts went away.

"Tomorrow the army will come and teach you how to shoot. Practice well, don't shame me. If you practice well, you will be given a half-day vacation. You don't have to participate in farm work. If you don't practice well, continue to do other people's work."

Some workers were excited and a little dignified when they heard that they were about to shoot. They all realized that the monotonous and fulfilling days of the past were about to change.

"Finally, there is a message for everyone, which is to ask for wealth and danger. The security team is hiring people. I hope everyone will sign up and get this green skin.

The advantage is that they receive two more oceans each month, and those who perform well will be promoted first.Each security team member will get 10 acres of land after the war, which is the minimum.

I came out of the security team. I have a monthly salary of 100 oceans, a house, a car, and 50 acres of land.

If it weren't for being dragged down by you guys, I would rather not be the farm manager, and go to the battlefield to post a career.

If the one of you has a chance to go on the battlefield, you should bravely dash forward. Those black skins are not your opponents at all, and you have done meritorious service. It is no longer a problem to divide a hundred acres of land."...

"The farm under our feet and the forest next to the farm add up to millions of acres. It should not be too small, but do you know?

There are hundreds of such farm companies, and the land on the farms will not be given to meritorious people.Whoever gets the most credit will get more fields."

"Manager, are you telling the truth? Can you really divide dozens of acres of land?" someone asked in the crowd.

Although the manager's crotch is in Haikou, the workers are still willing to confirm it from him.

For these bitter people across the ocean, land is a G point that cannot be touched casually, and they are willing to do anything for the land!Tens of acres of land are enough to make them fight their lives.

"The company has the ability to cultivate such a large farm in just a few years. Do you think the company is unable to keep its promise?"

The manager laughed and was very satisfied with this question. He did not answer directly, but asked several rhetorical questions.

"What do you think of the land here? Are those woods cultivated as good fields? Do you know that the natives here don't know how to cultivate the land. Isn't it wasted to leave it here? Can we occupy it, okay? So many places, can you let the family come here?"

This was too reactionary, and the taste of instigation was too obvious. It was recorded by the camera and became a powerful evidence for the indigenous people to point to the sins of the Chinese in a hundred years.(However, is it useful for the Indians to accuse the Americans?) Under the insidious temptation of the farm manager, the workers thought of the dozens of acres of land.

Seeing that the enthusiasm of those and the down-to-earth workers was energized by myself, the farm manager smiled relievedly.

Thinking of the foot injury he suffered in France, he felt a little sad.Many of the brothers who came back from France together became battalion commanders.

Xin said: The South China Army has sophisticated weapons and well-trained. You don’t need the French soldiers you saw on the European battlefield. It shouldn’t be a problem to clean up the natives and the fallen Dutch. I regret that I can’t go into battle anymore, otherwise I can rely on my own ability. , How can you be a battalion commander, maybe you can still be a general?

The next day, a convoy came to the farm, with a few upright soldiers coming down from the farm.Under the command of the farm manager, boxes of weapons were removed from the truck and distributed to the serious-looking workers.

This scenario was also staged at the farms of other Meihua companies in Medan or Sumatra or Borneo at the same time. For a while, gunshots were heard in the dense forests of the Indonesian archipelago, and the murderous aura was permeated.The surrounding natives evaporated in the air early in the morning.

Chapter 71 Jungle Warrior (1)

Cover the sky and obscure the sun, not the sky.The dense grass is higher than the human head, densely packed, and you can hardly see the situation within ten meters ahead.

People walking out of it are like a drop of water falling into the sea, hard to find.The more you go in, the thinner the air, even suffocating.

The silent forest, like a silent beast, the courageous people face the silence, unable to see the blue sky, they can't help shaking.

A little wind and grass will startle the birds and magpies in the forest. The empty echoes are a bit mysterious. Ants, poisonous snakes, wild beasts and even an ordinary plant can be fatal.The forest is covered with thick fallen leaves, layer after layer, accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.

The thick fallen leaves are not only buried for a long time, but also buried the corpses of an unknown number of reckless intruders: humans or animals.

Therefore, even those who live in the forest all year round dare not walk into the dense forest of mountains easily.

There was a rustling sound in the forest, as if something was passing by, stepping on the thick and soft layer of fallen leaves that almost had no shoes, leaving an orderly line of footprints.

This is a group of soldiers marching. Their faces are heavily painted, and their colorful clothes almost blend them with the forest. They cannot be seen unless they are carefully identified.

A tall and strong green shadow walked in front, and then in the dappled sunlight, you could see that what he was waving in his hand was a shining sharp blade.

This is a mountain knife. The blade is made of special steel. The hair can be broken. When the man pulls it gently, he cuts off the vines that lie in front of him. He squeezed the vines away. After the past, a path was made abruptly in the forest.

A man following him, holding a compass in his hand, trimmed his direction from time to time.

There were more than two dozen people behind them, moving sharply, almost stepping on the footprints left in the front and cautiously crossing and following behind.

They are holding weapons with their muzzles slanting upwards, with a vigilant look, their shining eyes are separated by the veil shrouded in front of them, as keen as beasts in the woods.

Suddenly, there were a few pops in front of him. The man who was swinging the knife seemed to have discovered something. He waved his hand and raised and fell a few times, as if something had been cut off and fell to the ground.There were a few drops of bright red on the blade, and a faint smell of blood permeated the forest.

"Black dog, what's the matter!" a man asked.

The black dog turned his head and smiled, opening his mouth, and a touch of white flashed across his gray-green face. Those were his teeth.

"Head! Supper at noon! Haha!" The black dog held the snake that was chopped off by him and smiled.

The snake was two meters long, almost as thick as a thumb, and the bright red snake blood was leaking out along the fracture, falling on the mottled leaves.

"Yes! Good job! I'm tired of eating those dry food!" Dai Chuanxin nodded with a smile.

He is the captain of this squad, and he led the team to sneak into the Banda Aceh area a week ago, preparing to attack the Dutch and Indian colonial forces in the tropical rain forest.

The black dog lightly tapped a blade on the snake skin, and a green snake gall fell out. He swallowed it and sucked a mouthful of delicious snake blood, looking like an indescribable enjoyment.

"Let's go! About twenty kilometers, we will reach our destination."

Dai Chuanxin licked his cracked lips with his tongue and urged.

He looked at the watch, and in the envied eyes of the black dog, he put on the multi-function watch again.

In the entire Delta Force (South China's special forces), only a few people can be equipped with this Hamilton military multi-function watch.

It is said that it is specially made from the United States and can only be enjoyed by high-ranking officers. It is not smashed, waterproof, accurate, has a compass function, and can adapt to various harsh environments.

The black dog gave the two snakes to the comrades behind him, and continued to open the way in front. After drinking the blood of the snake, it seemed to be infinitely powerful, rustling, and constantly wielding a knife, and soon killed one in the forest. Only they can pass. Way to come.

After a while, the woods finally became sparse, the sunlight gradually became stronger, and everyone had reached the edge of the forest.

"Take a rest!" Dai Chuanxin showed his watch in the black dog's envious eyes, looked at the time, smiled, and seemed very satisfied with the marching speed.

The crowd sat down with their backs leaned back, did not untie their backpacks, took off their hoods, and shook out the leaves and mosquitoes on it.

"Yo! Good luck!" A thin man next to Dai Chuanxin looked at a cute little caterpillar on his hood, smiled and picked it up, and put it in his mouth, feeling as if he was tasting a delicious meal.

"Here! Hunter! Try my harvest." The black dog handed a piece of bright red snake meat to the man who was checking the insects.

Fires are not allowed in the forest. It has become the habit of these people to eat raw animals and plants in the forest. Each of them has the experience of living alone in the forest for a month. Even if they are placed in the forest, they can survive for several years.

"It tastes good! If it weren't for the rush to march, next time I went to buy camphor with you, it would taste great!" The hunter laughed.