Siheyuan: Taking over the steel mill

After all, the recent significant increase in the employment rate of higher education is closely related to this factory. It is precisely because of the involvement of Red Star Steel Plant that graduates from many universities in Beijing have found satisfactory jobs.

Observing these talented young people, the military leaders were eager to recruit talented people. The development of such advanced products proved that these young people did have great potential and ability. If they could be recruited to the armament research department, it would undoubtedly promote the further innovation and development of the country's military equipment.

While thinking about possible cooperation, Su Chen accompanied the diplomatic ambassador into the Shenfang Restaurant.

After entering the private box, Suchen took special care of the owner, Wang David - because this VIP guest of Baba Yang was a devout ** and had special dietary requirements.

As a descendant of a royal chef, Wang David was well aware of these customs and promised to arrange everything as needed.

Not long after they sat down, a series of carefully prepared dishes were served. To the ambassador, each dish was like a work of art, a new face he had never seen before, and each one had an attractive presentation.

Seeing this, the ambassador became even more curious and asked, "What are these?" As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, and his movements seemed very natural. Su Chen then gave the ambassador a detailed introduction to the delicacies on the table.

The two ate with gusto, and the ambassador seemed particularly satisfied. This was the first time he had tasted such delicious food. Seeing that the ambassador was eating happily, Su Chen's face was also filled with a happy smile.

After the meal, the ambassador asked with a little concern: "How can the trucks I ordered be delivered to Babayang?" He knew that Babayang was unable to send anyone to pick them up.

Su Chen, on the other hand, had no worries at all. He smiled and said, "Don't worry about the transportation. I can send the supplies there directly through the military channels." He knew that Baba Sheep and White Elephant were currently at war.

If ordinary people were to transport the supplies, they would be stolen by white elephants on the way. Therefore, the army had to be assisted in transportation to ensure safety.

Recently, the White Elephant has been showing off its power internationally while conflicting with the Baba Sheep.

Su Chen also hopes to see the failure of these self-righteous white elephants. After hearing Su Chen's words, the ambassador of the embassy breathed a sigh of relief. As an ambassador of the embassy, ​​he knew very well that his country was far behind India in terms of strength.

The problem was not whether Babayang's soldiers were brave, but that they lacked advanced weapons and equipment. The ambassador was worried that the weapons he purchased would be intercepted by Asan's men on the way.

With Su Chen's assurance, the ambassador finally put down the burden on his mind and believed that this batch of weapons could be delivered smoothly and play a role.

On the other hand, Banggen finally managed to escape from the land within the borders of Ethiopia.

He struggled to get out of the camp and ran as fast as he could. Under the cover of night, Banggeng ran for several miles in one breath.

Soon, his physical strength was exhausted. Due to his long-term affluent life, Banggeng's physical strength was not good, and the high-intensity work that day made him extremely tired. He wrapped his clothes tightly and fell asleep under a large rock that was sheltered from the wind.

When Banggeng woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. He had originally planned to flee towards the port, but somehow he ended up in the desert. The environment here was extremely harsh, especially during the day when the temperature was extremely hot.

Bang Geng was totally unprepared for this kind of environment. Facing the desert in front of him, he felt an unprecedented fear. He had never thought that the desert would be so terrible. Although the surrounding facilities were simple the day before, at least he could barely survive.

After a cold night, the heavy clothes made Banggen lose a lot of water. As the sun was high in the sky, he had no choice but to take off his coat. But even so, there was not much water left in his body.

Banggeng was extremely thirsty when he woke up, and drank most of the water in the kettle in one breath.

He followed the sun with his eyes and looked around, searching for the mark he had accidentally seen when he set foot on Ethiopian land yesterday.

However, no matter how hard he looked, Bang Geng found nothing and was unable to find the conspicuous sign.

The scorching sun soon became too much for the stick to bear, so he quickly looked for a shaded place and squatted under it to avoid the sun.

We finally found a thick tree, but it could only provide slight shade, which was of little help to the stick stalks that needed to escape the heat.

Even though he hid in the shade of the trees, the fireball-like heat waves from above continued to drain his body fluids. On this endless sea of ​​sand, he felt as if he was in a steamer, and sweat flowed from his skin like a stream.

Bang Geng, who grew up in the northern land, had never encountered such a hot climate. The unprecedented high temperature made his heart fall into despair.

The first time he set foot in the desert, he was taught a profound lesson by the ruthless forces of nature.

Curled up in the meager shade of the tree, the source of life in the kettle was getting less and less. In order to prolong his life, he could only taste it carefully, taking small sips at a time.

However, being so frugal with water is just a drop in the bucket.

The water in the body is almost exhausted, and Banggeng has nothing else to rely on.

Seeing that the sun was still high in the sky, Bang Geng realized in despair that it was only afternoon.

There are still several hours before dark, and we must hold on.

After sunset, he still had to face the biting cold wind.

The last drop of the kettle has been drunk, but the dryness still shows no sign of relief. Death seems to be just around the corner, disappearing in thirst in the endless sea of ​​sand.

In desperation, he untied the restraints around his waist and drank the urine himself, thinking it was a life-saving straw, which was at least a precious moisture.

At this time, he was so thirsty that his vision was blurred and his mind was confused.

If he did not get any more fluids, he would die in the desert. The temperature was still rising, and Bang Geng felt his throat dry to the point of cracking. Even after enduring the unspeakable stench and swallowing his own secretions, Bang Geng was still thirsty.

That pitiful bit of water couldn't provide him with any comfort.

Will I die from the heat wave on this sea of ​​sand today?

He was filled with despair.

At this time, Banggeng was deeply regretful, regretting why he did not stay in the safe area of ​​​​Ethiopia. After all, in those places at least he would not have to worry about dying of thirst.

But he had lost his sense of direction, and no matter how he regretted now, it was too late.

Just when Bang Geng was almost hallucinating due to dehydration, a voice lingered in his ears and an unfamiliar language flowed around him.

Bang Geng forced himself to look up, and saw a group of humans with oily skin and ebony-black complexion approaching him.

Bang Geng observed these people who looked like members of an ancient tribe in amazement. Their primitive appearance made him feel panic.

At this moment, he couldn't even put up the most basic resistance; thirst and fatigue almost completely knocked him down.

These dark-skinned tribesmen discovered this foreign invader while patrolling their territory, and their initial intention was to deal with it.

However, a plump female tribesman suddenly intervened. Her eyes fell on this foreign alien and she was deeply attracted by the peculiar appearance of the stick terrier.

Having never seen such a creature before, the woman's curiosity was greatly aroused. Seeing her interest, the other tribe members decided to change their minds and gave up the plan to deal with it immediately, and chose to capture the uninvited guest alive.

In this way, the natives transported the Bangteng back to the tribe like a hunted animal. When he opened his eyes again, he was greeted by a new world under the setting sun.

He was in an iron cage, and everything in the outside world was full of strangeness and unknown.

Banggen looked around timidly. The rusty iron tools and the blazing bonfire made everything here seem so extraordinary.

For Bangteng, this was a completely unfamiliar world. Just as fear was spreading in his heart, a dark-skinned native appeared and stood in front of Bangteng's cage.

The native spoke a language that the stick terrier could not understand, and opened the cage door while reaching out to the stick terrier. The stick terrier tried to retreat in fear, but there was nowhere to escape in the narrow cage, and was finally pulled out by the native easily.

Under the coercion of the natives, Banggeng was forced to follow them to a dark land. The natives casually threw down a wooden stick shaped like a hoe and made some demonstrations, indicating that it was going to be used for farming. Banggeng stared at all this in a daze, almost frozen and unable to move.

Seeing this, the native suddenly became ferocious, and whipped out a whip to hit Banggeng. Banggeng screamed in pain, but he immediately understood what the other party meant, and quickly picked up the stick and started working.

After getting a satisfactory result, the native once again uttered a series of unclear words and pointed at the land to ask Banggeng to speed up the work. It was not until then that Banggeng realized that he had been taken prisoner and could only succumb to this fate in order to survive.

While supervising the work, whenever Bang Geng slacked off, the natives would punish him with a whip without hesitation. After experiencing the pain several times, Bang Geng finally learned not to slack off.

He originally thought that he could move freely after regaining consciousness, but now he found that his new life was a slave. Although he didn't know the specific background of these natives, Bang Geng knew that he couldn't resist in the situation of power disparity. When he looked up, the appearance of more black natives in the distance made the idea of ​​escaping even more of a fantasy.

In this way, he continued to farm despite the humiliation and tried to avoid being beaten as much as possible. The native saw that Banggeng was doing well, so he nodded with satisfaction and went to rest in the shade. At sunset, the native finally brought the exhausted Banggeng back to the vicinity of his residence.

Thinking he could return to his little nest, which was at least temporarily safe, he was led to a group of adobe buildings. This made Bang Geng nervous again, suspecting that he would face a more terrible fate due to his poor performance at work. He remembered that there were rumors of cannibalism among these natives.

Unexpectedly, the tall native only took Bang Geng to a mud house and motioned him to go in. After a long and hard day, Bang Geng, who was used to obeying orders, did not hesitate and walked directly into the room. A faint oil lamp emitted light, although it was not sure what kind of creature's fat it was made of.