This is a very primitive checkpoint. Two bunkers were built with sandbags on the side of the road. There is one person on each side. A light machine gun is set up on one sandbag. In the other bunker is a guy who is fighting a rocket launcher, and four people are armed with AK47s.

The black men were responsible for checking the passing cars, and they all had walkie-talkies on their bodies. Zhang Yang even saw a landline telephone behind the bunker.

In the middle of the road, there is a triangular frame made of wood. Behind the frame, there are several rows of wooden boards nailed with nails. Presumably, this is to prevent someone from forcing the border crossing... This is a very standard primitive military checkpoint.

However, although it is primitive, it is very professional, and the soldiers are also very professional.

The soldiers were wearing camouflage uniforms without military ranks. Even from a long distance, Zhang Yang felt that they looked familiar. It was not until the off-road vehicle approached that Zhang Yang discovered that these were retired Chinese Army uniforms. Even the leather shoes were retired from the Chinese Army.

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The black soldier was serious but polite. After saluting Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang opened the car window. When the black soldier saw Zhang Yang's Asian face, his face suddenly became nervous, and he suddenly saluted Zhang Yang with a standard military salute.

The other three people, including those hiding behind the bunker, all stood up and saluted Zhang Yang, with reverence in their eyes.

Obviously, these people all know Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang racked his brains to recall where he had seen these people. Soon, Zhang Yang failed. In fact, most people in this village knew Zhang Yang, because Zhang Yang stayed here almost every day.

They were all measuring land and planning and designing in the village... Of course, Zhang Yang couldn't remember everyone. What's more, for Chinese people, almost all black people have similar facial features. Zhang Yang remembered that when he was a child, he felt a little different when watching Western movies.

I don’t know who the black people are, and I often don’t know which side I support when watching black boxers.

Zhang Yang could only nod politely. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang's polite nod made the six black soldiers look excited.

The six soldiers immediately took action and quickly moved some obstacles away. Just as Zhang Yang left, a soldier immediately ran to the back of the bunker to make a phone call, while the others also used walkie-talkies to communicate.

The car slowly drove away from the checkpoint. Zhang Yang's head was filled with doubts. It seemed that this place was still far away from the village. Why was there a checkpoint?

Could it be that Aze, Liu Biao and the others have expanded the scope of supervision to this place?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's mood suddenly became excited. I wonder what kind of surprises are waiting for him?

The off-road vehicle moved slowly, and Zhang Yang began to pay attention to some construction on the roadside.

The changes are huge. Although this road is still a simple road, the quality is very good. The flat roadbed is paved with black crushed black ore. Green trees are planted on the roadside. There are green trees on both sides of the road.

The water conservancy project seemed to be dredged, and clear water was flowing in the ditch. Cash crops had been planted in the farmland, which looked bright green from a distance. Occasionally, excavators could be seen dredging and repairing the water conservancy project... which made Zhang Yang notice.

What's interesting is that cement telephone poles have been erected beside the highway. Although there are no wires yet, they are just bare telephone poles. However, looking at the configuration on the telephone poles, it only takes a few days to connect the wires.

The changes are very big!

It was so big that Zhang Yang was surprised. If he hadn't seen the dark-skinned farmers passing by along the way, Zhang Yang would have almost thought it was mainland China.

Along the way, Zhang Yang encountered five checkpoints. The checkpoints seemed to have received calls. Whenever Zhang Yang's off-road vehicle passed by, they would stand in line and salute from a distance, with an expression of respect. As for those obstacles, they had been there even before Zhang Yang

When he didn't come, he moved away.

Zhang Yang found that these checkpoints became more majestic as they went to the back. Not only were they equipped with rocket launchers and AK47s, but they also had heavy machine guns, mortars, and armored vehicles, all of which were equipped according to army standards.

The construction locations of checkpoints are becoming more and more dangerous. Many checkpoints are built against mountains and have cement bunkers. The roadblocks are not made of wood and boards, but of poured cement. You must have tools parked next to them.

The car can move.

Seeing these checkpoints, Zhang Yang's first feeling was that it was almost impossible for an ordinary armed force to occupy this road. Without the assistance of heavy weapons, it would be difficult to even get close.

It will take a very long time to get heavy weapons here, because the entire road in Somalia has almost collapsed, and the repair of a section of the road here will not speed up the process.

What's more, even if troops invade, as long as the road is blown up, the enemy's attack will be stopped immediately.

These layers of checkpoint defense actually serve as a surveillance function, providing information for the rear and keeping imaginary enemies away from the village.

Looking at the vibrant fields, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh. It took nearly two months to go to Japan this time. Unexpectedly, in this short period of time, the old man Aze and Liu Biao had built this place in an orderly manner.

In fact, Zhang Yang had never thought about it. In Somalia, the labor force is very cheap. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want. Of course, the only thing missing in Somalia is skilled workers, such as masons, carpenters, and some mechanical maintenance.

Workers wait.

Fortunately, the population within a radius of dozens of kilometers is enough to meet the old man's arrangements, and there is no shortage of workers yet.

Some large-scale machinery and equipment were provided free of charge by foreign governments and fell into the hands of some warlords and pirates. The old man spent a lot of money and easily obtained some excavators, loaders and other equipment... The off-road vehicle traveled smoothly all the way.

Occasionally encountering vehicles on the road would stop early to pay their respects to Zhang Yang. Obviously, the whole village had received the news that Zhang Yang was back.

Slowly, the off-road vehicle drove to the core of the village. You could see in the distance that several three-story buildings had been erected. Compared with the short houses not far away, they looked particularly majestic. They were backed by mountains.

It should be a training camp... The road condition is still very good. Zhang Yang remembers that the place he is walking now is the place where he was notified that he could not move forward. Now, the road has doubled in size, and the black ore is like a black belt in the countryside.

Extending, occasionally some muddy water stains it, and it is scattered and arranged, just like a Chinese ink painting.

There was a busy and lively scene all around. Some people were preparing the roadbed, some were planting trees and grass, and some were carrying some equipment. They all looked focused and pious, and no one was lazy. It seemed that they had some kind of spiritual power that made them

Conscious labor... From a distance, I saw the old man Aze and Liu Biao standing at the entrance of the village. Behind them, followed by a large group of black heads, all in suits, white shirts, dark leather shoes, and a group of people.

Wear a pair of cool sunglasses.

This is a grand welcome ceremony!

Zhang Yang didn't know that during his absence, the old man brainwashed these villagers almost every day, almost describing Zhang Yang as a messenger of the Prophet Muhammad.

In short, in the minds of local people, Zhang Yang is no longer a human being, but a god-like existence.

The old man's god-making movement was very successful. Old women in their eighties and children as young as three knew that Zhang Yang was a messenger sent by the prophet to improve their lives. The old man recited the teachings on Zhang Yang's behalf, and he proposed that all Muslims should not

Clan tribes, all brothers, should unite to eliminate blood vengeance, and proposed a series of social reforms such as prohibiting usury and exploitation, giving charity to the poor, orphans, and widows, and treating everyone well, and everyone owning land. These ideas were supported by the masses at the lower classes.

Many people who have lost faith in society have returned to Islam.

The old man's teachings are full of cohesion in this anarchic village.

In short, the old man is an excellent MLM salesman. He combines Islamic teachings with [***] ideas, and without realizing it, the locals have a sense of being the masters of their own country and having spiritual sustenance.

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Now, everyone is striving for some empty ideals of the old man... Of course, the old man himself never agrees with Liu Biao's MLM workers. He believes that he is spreading a spirit rather than MLM. However, every time

When the old man said this, he had a look of deceit on his face, which was completely unrelated to the lofty ideals he spoke of. This made Liu Biao and Aze, who were somewhat convinced at first, sigh and shake their heads: Isn't this just a charlatan and a liar?

What?

In the past two months, the changes have been huge. Several medical points have been set up in the village. If someone follows Ndebul, their family members can enjoy medical care for free. If they are elderly people without relatives, they can also enjoy it for free.

Of course, even without these free benefits, the cost is shockingly low.

This was the result of the old man's insistence, but the effect was surprisingly good. Just this one project won over most of the local people's hearts.

What Liu Biao and Aze couldn't figure out was that the old man strictly prohibited control over things like televisions. Basically, there were only a few public places in the village with satellite TVs. If the villagers wanted to watch TV, they had to gather together to watch TV.

...Soon, Aze and Liu Biao understood what the old man meant, and immediately admired the old man.

It turns out that this is a kind of control over information, and the TVs broadcast are also selective. It is absolutely impossible for American and Korean dramas to appear on TV. Most of the TV broadcasts are the traditional customs and good virtues of Arab countries.

This is a form of mental control…

Under the brainwashing of the old man, all merchant ships and oil tankers passing through Somalia in the Gulf of Aden turned into messengers of the devil. They deprived the working people of Somalia of the fruits. They were bad people and they should be punished by the prophetic messengers.

Naturally, robbing and kidnapping oil tankers and merchant ships became an act of justice and a punishment for the devil.

In history, no pirate has ever robbed so openly and won the hearts of the people so well, but the old man did it in just over two months.

In fact, it is very simple to do this. If there is no strong economic foundation to improve the lives of local people, even the old man's rhetoric will be in vain. The old man's theory is specious and needs to be established on a material basis in order to be best developed.

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However, it is worth explaining that the old man only rooted his ideas in the hearts of some women and children. If he really wants to change them, it will take time, and even more money to support... This is a long-term and unremitting education, of course.

, for the old man, it is a long-term unremitting struggle.

The old man is not in a hurry. He has plenty of time. Now, the old man is very addicted to the enjoyment of spiritual communication.

Many times, the smug old man really regarded himself as the messenger sent by the Prophet Muhammad. Whenever he saw him getting carried away, the old woman, Liu Biao, and Aze would not hesitate to hit him in the face with their fingers.

On the head, let the old man wake up... Looking at Liu Biao with a tanned face, and Aze with a cold face but concern in his eyes, Zhang Yang felt inexplicably moved. During these two months of separation, Zhang Yang

Only then did he realize that without the two of them, his life would be much less joyful.

The three of them didn't speak, and hugged each other tightly.

In this long silence, the feelings between the brothers were not expressed. Especially Zhang Yang felt a warmth. He knew very well that the recent psychological changes were very serious and had reached a very dangerous point. In his memory,

Zhang Yang always wanted to forcefully change his behavior. Many times, Zhang Yang had the idea of ​​using Liu Biao and Aze.

Those in power are ruthless.

Those who are in a superior position are those who kill with iron blood.

Those in power only have interests and no friends...

Zhang Yang really wants to be a superior person, wants to respond to everything at once, wants to be like the long-haired middle-aged man who waved his hand and wiped out millions of battleships... But when Zhang Yang was given a choice, Zhang Yang would rather choose a friend like Liu Biao and Aze.

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What are friends?

Friends share blessings and hardships together!

What are friends?

Friends are the people who will provide you with a roof over your head when you are desperate!

If a man has no friends, he is a failure!

There are two indispensable things in a man's life, one is a woman and the other is a friend!
To be continued...