Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2505 Action

In fact, it is still difficult to go down such a mountain. Can you imagine seeing snow near the equator?

This mountain presents this magical scene before your eyes. The ring-shaped mountain range should be a volcano, but it is covered with snow.

Yang San was not surprised by the snow because he saw it often in the military reclamation city, but it was different for the soldiers.

I was so amazed when I saw it on the plane just now. Now that I have come into contact with it in real life, I am so excited that I can hardly control myself.

"Damn, snow is actually cold?"

The first soldier who screamed out sounded like a fool and everyone laughed.

His squad leader scolded him angrily: "Have you never eaten ice cream? Isn't it the same thing?"

A soldier scooped a ball with his hands, put it in his mouth, tasted it for a while, and corrected himself:

"It's different, this snow is not sweet!"

Yang San waved his hands in annoyance: "Hurry up and leave, don't waste time, if the enemy escapes, I will settle the score with you.

  The soldiers then calmed down. Yes, as soldiers, apart from completing the mission, how could they have so much time to experience anything?

They relied on ropes all the way down the mountain, and the steep rocks did not affect their speed. The thirty soldiers were like 30 snow leopards, moving around in the high mountains of Africa.

Eddie and his eight-year-old son are looking up at the mountain. Even though they live at the foot of the mountain, they have no chance to touch the snow on the mountain.

Little Eddie said with some envy: "Dad, how nice it would be if we could roll in the snow right now?"

Eddie thought for a moment and said, "Are you afraid of getting tired? If not, let's go hiking today and climb to a place with snow."

  Little Eddie's eyes were eager to try and he nodded excitedly. He was still young and didn't know what an altitude of 3,000 meters meant.

Eddie is a tyrant to be more precise. He has little education and his mind is not meticulous.

He has reached his current position because of his brutality and his recklessness in seizing every opportunity.

Every time he was promoted, it was filled with blood, rain, and bones, so there was never the word peace in his dictionary.

He never believed that if you were good to others, they would be good to you. The ruling class needed power and tyranny.

Only if you scare them to the core, will they be willing to be enslaved by you.

Looking back at the road he has walked over the past few decades, he has walked very steadily and smoothly. At least in the southern part of Somalia, there is no warlord who can surpass him.

In fact, he did not rely on the tribe to get to his current status, because his tribe was very small, and the territory was just this mountain. The area was vast and sparsely populated, and there were no resources to rely on.

If it weren't for him, most people in the tribe would still be suffering from cold and hunger. It is precisely because of his rise that at least these people no longer have to worry about their livelihood.

There was only his family in the cave, and there were only a few houses around, but Eddie had just walked out of the cave.

Immediately, a dozen villagers with weapons surrounded him, with sharp eyes and stern faces.

"I want to go see the snow with the Master!"

  Eddie only said these few words, and the villagers immediately started to prepare. They had lived in the mountains for a long time, so they naturally knew what was needed for mountain climbing.

A handsome young man hesitated for a moment, and finally opened his mouth and said:

"Sir, the mountain is too high. If we leave now, we won't be able to return at night. How about tomorrow morning?"

"boom!"

Smoke was coming out of the muzzle of Eddie's gun. The young man covered his thigh with his hand, his face pale, but he no longer dared to make any sound.

A dozen people, each doing their own job, soon brought in two stretchers, but these stretchers had chairs on top so people could sit on them.

Eddie glanced at the young man who was shot and said, "Follow behind me. I don't need you to carry me today, but you must keep up!"

His tone was calm but cold. What did he want to do? He didn't need anyone to tell him what to do.

The young man's leg was bleeding, but when he heard his words, he did not hesitate at all. He just found a wooden stick and followed the team firmly.

"Dad, I want to go by myself."

Little Eddie looked at the stretcher and was reluctant to get on.

Eddie nodded: "Okay, then Dad will go with you."

Their residence is halfway up the mountain, surrounded by dense forests, and no means of transportation can reach it except mules and horses.

Although little Eddie was only eight years old, he was very strong. He walked step by step on the mountain road. Vines often blocked his way, but they were cleared away by the people in front of him.

"Father, I don't think you should hit the tree."

Dashu is the name of the young man, and he is also the young general that Eddie is currently training. He is brave, calm and highly appreciated.

Eddie smiled and said, "Tell me your reasons."

"He's doing this for our own good. It's such a high mountain, and if he doesn't come back at night, a lot of things will happen."

Eddie touched his son's head and said, "If you're not worried about accidents, why ask them to follow? The two of us can go by ourselves. Isn't the purpose of bringing so many people to prevent accidents?"

  Little Eddie looked at his father, then at the big tree behind him, thinking:

"I understand. He should have quietly prevented any accidents from happening instead of trying to dissuade you."

Eddie smiled with relief and said nothing. Dashu seemed not to hear what the father and son said. He moved his feet with difficulty.

Although the wound was bandaged and the bullet was not lodged inside, the pain was real, and the more I walked, the more severe the pain became.

However, Dashu did not show any expression, as if the shot just now was aimed at someone else.

The group moved quickly. After all, they were indigenous people, and climbing mountains, like walking, was something they had to do every day when they went out.

An hour later, little Eddie began to lose strength, but Eddie did not let the stretcher carry him. He was waiting for his son to speak for himself.

But little Eddie just didn't say anything. He just slowed down his pace and walked with the big tree. It was obvious that the big tree could not walk anymore.

Little Eddie held his hand and exerted a little force, as if trying to pull the tree forward.

The big tree held its head high and its eyes were sparkling, as if something was about to fall, so it raised its head hard.

Eddie was finally tired. He waved his hand for a stretcher to come over and sat on it.

He didn't ask his son if he was tired, he just thought the little guy's behavior was quite funny. He wanted to see what his son wanted to do.

The road became more and more difficult to walk on, and the stretcher was almost standing upright. Eddie had to hold on to the handrail, and although little Eddie was soaked all over, he still held on to the big tree's hand tightly, pulling him forward.

Da Shu's physical strength had been severely overdrawn, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered without saying a word.

In fact, according to his physical fitness, he should be the best in this small group, but he was injured and bleeding continuously, and he was almost exhausted.

What supported him to keep going now was the young master's little hand. Although it didn't have much strength, it was holding him very tightly, fearing that he would not be able to keep up.

The big tree began to feel some hatred in his heart. Don’t think that there can be many loyal people in this world. The reason they are loyal is because they cannot survive without you.

There were several times when Dashu wanted to pull out his gun and kill Eddie directly, but he didn't dare because these men were as close to him as brothers.

But once he pulled out his gun, everyone would raise their guns and shoot him to pieces. Gradually, Little Eddie's actions moved him, and everyone thought that the young master was being pulled by him and borrowing his strength.

Only he himself understood that the young master was actually afraid that he would not be able to keep up and would be targeted by Eddie again.

Eddie has a violent temper. Once he decides to do something, others' obstruction will only make him worse.

Finally, after the most difficult part, Yang San breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why he came here was that he found out about Eddie's lair through various channels.

However, the terrain here is complex and the area is large, so searching is definitely not that easy. Yang San was just trying it out this time and didn't think he would succeed.

Eddie is a very scary person. In the southern area occupied by Hammer, many people don't dare to contact them, and don't even dare to accept things they give them.

Some of them would secretly return the items at night even if they wanted them. There was no other way. They were afraid of Eddie and didn't want to risk their lives for this.

Yang San understood that if he wanted to completely control the Kingdom of Suo, Eddie was also a key figure, and he had to be either killed or captured.

Although the team members were in good physical condition, they were exhausted after the continuous high-intensity march.

Yang San asked everyone to stop, rest for a while and replenish some energy.

Chocolate and compressed biscuits are essential items for special forces. African soldiers also like to bring some dried meat with them, which has a good taste and high nutritional value.

  A group of people sat on the ground and ate their food. At this time, a soldier reported:

"Boss, I want some soup. My stomach hurts!"

Yang San looked around and saw the mountains were high and the forests were dense, so he nodded. "Make sure the fire is lit and there is no smoke."

The soldier agreed and went to look for firewood. In fact, it was a bit difficult for him because the forest was too dense and the air was very humid, and there was really no place to find dry firewood.

The soldiers had no choice but to randomly grab some small branches and rice dumplings, and everyone quickly gathered together to light a fire.

Although we have left the snowy area, the temperature is still low. If you drink a bowl of hot soup at this time, you will definitely feel more comfortable.

But no matter how hard everyone tried, thick smoke kept coming out, and it was not until the flames were completely ignited that the situation was resolved.

Put the folding pot on the stove, add water and dried meat, and soon a fragrant aroma will emerge.

He first filled a bowl of wine and handed it to Yang San. Yang San didn't hesitate and took a big sip. It felt so good.

Eddie looked at the smoke coming out from the sky, narrowed his eyes, and looked at his men. Several of them were trembling, not knowing how to answer.

They knew Eddie was questioning them, but the mountain was so big, they really didn't know where anyone had climbed up.

Although he has lived a life of luxury over the years, Eddie has not lost what is innate in his bones and blood.

He raised his thumb and gestured in front of his eyes, then rolled off the stretcher and said to the tree:

"Take the young master back and help me notify the troops along the way. Anyone who can climb this mountain must not be a simple person. He must be coming for me."

The big tree nodded expressionlessly and pulled little Eddie down the mountain. However, little Eddie twisted his body and looked at his father. He didn't want to leave.

Eddie glared: "Get down the mountain!"

He seldom repeats himself to others, and once he needs to repeat himself, that person will basically not listen to him for the third time.

Little Eddie pouted and followed the tree down the hill slowly. At this time, the tree had squatted down and tied up his injured leg tightly with a cloth belt.

Then, without saying anything, he picked up little Eddie on his back and walked down the mountain with big strides.

Eddie frowned and looked at the big tree's back with a gloomy look, but soon relaxed his brows.

This kid is telling me that even if he is disabled, he will complete the task I assign to him.

After eating and drinking, Yang San lit a cigarette. The unique grassy scent of Mohe cigarette made him feel refreshed.

Several of his men looked at him with envy and anxious eyes.

Yang San sighed and took out his cigarette box: "That's all I have. Leave two for me."

In fact, Mohe cigarettes are not precious and cheap, but they are difficult to get. No one is willing to do this business because it is not profitable.

Yang San got this little bit of cigarettes from people who went to Junken City and brought some back for him.

In the past, the two places had close connections, and even had direct flights.

However, as the old comrades grow older, they have less and less contact with each other, mainly because there is no economic complementarity.

Originally, the military reclamation city provided more aid to Marseille, but now Marseille really does not need any aid. It has become the economic entity in this area and all it has left is aid to others.

As a result, Yang San's cigarettes also became a problem. Originally, Yang Da and the others also smoked Mohe cigarettes, but now, they have all changed their cigarettes.

The soldiers didn't necessarily think the cigarette was tasty, but because their boss liked it, it became something high-end.

After putting out their cigarettes, the group quickly packed their luggage and started to set off.

They don't have any clear destination now, they are just looking for what they are looking for.

  Yang Geyong also lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. Erhong choked and started coughing loudly, cursing:

"Can't you smoke less? It's choking me to death."

  Yang Geyong walked out embarrassedly, not daring to talk back, "It's okay if I don't stay in the same room with you?"

Ye Yuze also followed him out. Marseille was very comfortable at night. The night breeze brought the scent of sea water, which was very pleasant.

"Does Yang Da's behavior mean he wants to go to war with Yang San?"

Yang Geyong frowned and asked worriedly.

Ye Yuze smiled bitterly and shook his head. Although Yang Geyong didn't like to use his brain, he could still see such an obvious thing.

"Should I stop them then?"

He couldn't help but ask again. It seems that having too many sons would be a problem. It would be difficult to treat them equally.

Ye Yuze also took a deep breath of smoke, and then slowly exhaled:

"Let them be. I think they know their limits."

Yang Geyong cursed: "This Yang Da is also confused. His younger brother gave Ma Sai to him, and he went out to make a living, but he still wanted to fight with his younger brother."

Ye Yuze shook his head: "This isn't a fight between two brothers, they're trying to please their wives."

  Yang Geyong's eyes fixed, and then he suddenly realized what was going on. He slapped his thigh and cursed:

"That's really the case. They are showing off in front of the two girls!"

"But these two guys are stronger than me. I didn't have the courage at first."

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