More than two months have passed since the passage between the end of the world and the present world has been opened, and the first business of future human development in Africa has also officially started.
With more than fifty agricultural machinery, two hundred employees with future development have entered the legendary African continent.
Is this Africa?Standing on the harbor, the man wearing a baseball cap narrowed his eyes and looked at the grassland outside the harbor.
His name is Feng Yuan. He used to be the general manager of East Asia Industrial Construction Company, and now he is the general manager of Future Renmin Development's office in Africa.
When he was about 25 years old, he was dispatched by the company and worked in Africa for about two years.
I returned to Shanghai for about two or three years before the war. After the outbreak of the war, I was lucky enough to hide in the shelter, lying in the dormant compartment and waiting until a year ago to wake up.
Now that decades have passed, it still looks the same here, with almost no changes.
The doomsday that happened to other mainlands seems to have nothing to do with this place. From any perspective, this place and Shanghai are completely different.
Outside the port is an endless grassland, and it looks like it is yellow and yellow.
Occasionally, a few green trees stand alone in the middle of the wilderness. The hillsides in the distance are low bushes, with beasts that look a little similar to those of antelope, and are leisurely walking on the grassland.
Walking over ten kilometers there is Mombasa, where our tribe is.Come from the office next to the port, the black man in short-sleeved came over and looked at Feng Yuan and said, "Go on the way quickly, our chief wants to see you."
Speaking of which, what is your tribe’s name?Feng Yuan asked.
The native African man said a long list of things.
Feng Yuan and his assistant looked at each other, and saw that helplessness in each other's eyes.
Can you give it a little short?
Steel teeth, you can call our tribe name like this, Chief Du Amang likes this name very much.At this moment, the wizard who had been following Chief Zaria came from outside the port.
After entering, he nodded slightly to Feng Yuan, grinned and showed his white teeth. You are the friends of Chief Du Amang, please allow me to serve as your guide.
Thank you then.Feng Yuan nodded slightly and accepted his kindness.
Under the escort of several military vehicles, NAC's truck convoy was driving on the wilderness road.
The rolling dust that was raised backwards was like a rolling wave.
The pleasant scenery on both sides is quite good, the only drawback is that the road conditions are really bad.
The people here do not seem to have the concept of repairing broken things, and they will not be able to go on unless they are no longer able to do so.
After NAC controlled the entire city of Shanghai, the first thing was to do was to build roads, at least repaired the roads from the Sixth Block to other survivors in NAC, and then put them on magnetic levitation road piles.
However, the people here are different. Seeing this highway from the port to the city, Feng Yuan was quite suspicious whether this place had been abandoned since before the war.
There are almost no alien species on this continent, and the radiation volume is also the lowest in the world.
However, this does not mean that there is no danger here. In a sense, it is much more chaotic and dangerous than other continents.
On the way to Mombasa, Feng Yuan's convoy was attacked.
In fact, it was said to be an attack, but in the end it was just a false alarm.
A group of militants driving old electric pickup trucks rushed to a position half a kilometer away from the convoy, hiding behind the bushes, facing the convoy for a while, bullets flew around Feng Yuan and others. The soldiers of the Steel-Take Tribe who were in charge of escorting the convoy immediately hid behind the convoy, yelling and firing at the militants half a kilometer away.
Later, thanks to the twenty NAC soldiers in the car and a mortar.
The shooter who set up a sniper rifle killed five or six militants on the other side, and immediately ran away like the wind.
The dispersed look really makes people wonder what they were here for just now.
When the bandits left, the wizard named Lusangbo immediately walked over from the back of the team with shameless face, saying without blushing that the Steel-Tooth Tribe will definitely protect your lives and property, and completely forgot the fact that he and his soldiers just now hid behind the NAC convoy...
Feng Yuan did not intend to pursue the matter, but he had already made up his mind.
When you look back, you must call the company and ask the headquarters to send more bodyguards, preferably a mercenary group.
It was useless to count on these Africans. I had agreed to be responsible for the safety of these pioneers, but they fought and hid behind.
Soon, the convoy finally drove to the edge of the city, and from a distance you could see the outline of Mombasa.
However, before entering the city, the first thing that caught Feng Yuan's eye was a poor and backward urban area.
On the wide road, there are low sandy houses and crooked alleys on both sides, and hemp ropes are connected in the middle of the alley, with colorful cloth strips hanging on it.
This is probably a slum. According to the wizard named Lusangbo, this city called Mombasa is now occupied by the Steel Tooth Tribe.
It includes the land of the Steel Tooth Tribe from here all the way to the northern shore of Lake Victoria.
Of course, not all of this is from the Steel-Take Tribe.
Only those who live in the city are the people of the Steel-Gao tribe, while those who live in the slums outside the city are mostly homeless people from other tribes or no tribes at all, as well as refugees who fled from Europe and South Asia.
Feng Yuan noticed that not only Europeans and Asians are having a miserable life here, but many black people are living a miserable life.
Fighting between people from different tribes is common, from street fighting to armed conflicts. Except for the people in the city who are relatively decent, most of these people outside the city are skinny.
Feng Yuan secretly estimated in his heart.
The population of this city alone is probably as large as hundreds of thousands. However, with so many people and large tracts of land, no one is willing to leave the slums and reclaim the large wasteland outside the city, or even prefer to contract it to foreigners to take care of it.
The best-selling here is the bullet, sometimes even as a currency for trading.
Bullets shipped from NAC are the most popular because they have low clogging and relatively good accuracy.
As for bullets from Africans themselves, most of them are inferior products.
Either the gunpowder is mixed with sand or the bullet's bottom fire is affected by the tide.
When it comes to cheating oneself, no one seems to be more skilled in this than black people.
Just as Feng Yuan looked at the street scene outside the window and was wondering how to make more benefits for future development, the convoy had arrived at the city hall in Mombasa.
Lu Sangbo, dressed in a wizard robe, walked off the car and walked onto the head of the convoy with a cane. He smiled slightly as he looked at Feng Yuan jumping out of the car.
It has arrived, please allow me to take you to see our Chief Du Amman, the banquet has been waiting for you for a long time.
With more than fifty agricultural machinery, two hundred employees with future development have entered the legendary African continent.
Is this Africa?Standing on the harbor, the man wearing a baseball cap narrowed his eyes and looked at the grassland outside the harbor.
His name is Feng Yuan. He used to be the general manager of East Asia Industrial Construction Company, and now he is the general manager of Future Renmin Development's office in Africa.
When he was about 25 years old, he was dispatched by the company and worked in Africa for about two years.
I returned to Shanghai for about two or three years before the war. After the outbreak of the war, I was lucky enough to hide in the shelter, lying in the dormant compartment and waiting until a year ago to wake up.
Now that decades have passed, it still looks the same here, with almost no changes.
The doomsday that happened to other mainlands seems to have nothing to do with this place. From any perspective, this place and Shanghai are completely different.
Outside the port is an endless grassland, and it looks like it is yellow and yellow.
Occasionally, a few green trees stand alone in the middle of the wilderness. The hillsides in the distance are low bushes, with beasts that look a little similar to those of antelope, and are leisurely walking on the grassland.
Walking over ten kilometers there is Mombasa, where our tribe is.Come from the office next to the port, the black man in short-sleeved came over and looked at Feng Yuan and said, "Go on the way quickly, our chief wants to see you."
Speaking of which, what is your tribe’s name?Feng Yuan asked.
The native African man said a long list of things.
Feng Yuan and his assistant looked at each other, and saw that helplessness in each other's eyes.
Can you give it a little short?
Steel teeth, you can call our tribe name like this, Chief Du Amang likes this name very much.At this moment, the wizard who had been following Chief Zaria came from outside the port.
After entering, he nodded slightly to Feng Yuan, grinned and showed his white teeth. You are the friends of Chief Du Amang, please allow me to serve as your guide.
Thank you then.Feng Yuan nodded slightly and accepted his kindness.
Under the escort of several military vehicles, NAC's truck convoy was driving on the wilderness road.
The rolling dust that was raised backwards was like a rolling wave.
The pleasant scenery on both sides is quite good, the only drawback is that the road conditions are really bad.
The people here do not seem to have the concept of repairing broken things, and they will not be able to go on unless they are no longer able to do so.
After NAC controlled the entire city of Shanghai, the first thing was to do was to build roads, at least repaired the roads from the Sixth Block to other survivors in NAC, and then put them on magnetic levitation road piles.
However, the people here are different. Seeing this highway from the port to the city, Feng Yuan was quite suspicious whether this place had been abandoned since before the war.
There are almost no alien species on this continent, and the radiation volume is also the lowest in the world.
However, this does not mean that there is no danger here. In a sense, it is much more chaotic and dangerous than other continents.
On the way to Mombasa, Feng Yuan's convoy was attacked.
In fact, it was said to be an attack, but in the end it was just a false alarm.
A group of militants driving old electric pickup trucks rushed to a position half a kilometer away from the convoy, hiding behind the bushes, facing the convoy for a while, bullets flew around Feng Yuan and others. The soldiers of the Steel-Take Tribe who were in charge of escorting the convoy immediately hid behind the convoy, yelling and firing at the militants half a kilometer away.
Later, thanks to the twenty NAC soldiers in the car and a mortar.
The shooter who set up a sniper rifle killed five or six militants on the other side, and immediately ran away like the wind.
The dispersed look really makes people wonder what they were here for just now.
When the bandits left, the wizard named Lusangbo immediately walked over from the back of the team with shameless face, saying without blushing that the Steel-Tooth Tribe will definitely protect your lives and property, and completely forgot the fact that he and his soldiers just now hid behind the NAC convoy...
Feng Yuan did not intend to pursue the matter, but he had already made up his mind.
When you look back, you must call the company and ask the headquarters to send more bodyguards, preferably a mercenary group.
It was useless to count on these Africans. I had agreed to be responsible for the safety of these pioneers, but they fought and hid behind.
Soon, the convoy finally drove to the edge of the city, and from a distance you could see the outline of Mombasa.
However, before entering the city, the first thing that caught Feng Yuan's eye was a poor and backward urban area.
On the wide road, there are low sandy houses and crooked alleys on both sides, and hemp ropes are connected in the middle of the alley, with colorful cloth strips hanging on it.
This is probably a slum. According to the wizard named Lusangbo, this city called Mombasa is now occupied by the Steel Tooth Tribe.
It includes the land of the Steel Tooth Tribe from here all the way to the northern shore of Lake Victoria.
Of course, not all of this is from the Steel-Take Tribe.
Only those who live in the city are the people of the Steel-Gao tribe, while those who live in the slums outside the city are mostly homeless people from other tribes or no tribes at all, as well as refugees who fled from Europe and South Asia.
Feng Yuan noticed that not only Europeans and Asians are having a miserable life here, but many black people are living a miserable life.
Fighting between people from different tribes is common, from street fighting to armed conflicts. Except for the people in the city who are relatively decent, most of these people outside the city are skinny.
Feng Yuan secretly estimated in his heart.
The population of this city alone is probably as large as hundreds of thousands. However, with so many people and large tracts of land, no one is willing to leave the slums and reclaim the large wasteland outside the city, or even prefer to contract it to foreigners to take care of it.
The best-selling here is the bullet, sometimes even as a currency for trading.
Bullets shipped from NAC are the most popular because they have low clogging and relatively good accuracy.
As for bullets from Africans themselves, most of them are inferior products.
Either the gunpowder is mixed with sand or the bullet's bottom fire is affected by the tide.
When it comes to cheating oneself, no one seems to be more skilled in this than black people.
Just as Feng Yuan looked at the street scene outside the window and was wondering how to make more benefits for future development, the convoy had arrived at the city hall in Mombasa.
Lu Sangbo, dressed in a wizard robe, walked off the car and walked onto the head of the convoy with a cane. He smiled slightly as he looked at Feng Yuan jumping out of the car.
It has arrived, please allow me to take you to see our Chief Du Amman, the banquet has been waiting for you for a long time.
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