Chapter 153 (1/2)

In the early morning, the quiet Sahara Desert ushered in a group of strange guests.

Three Humvees gallop along the vast sand sea, raising three straight dust tracks.

”How long will it be?” Jiang Chen, sitting in the back row with his arms in his arms, said in a bored way.

Aisha, sitting next to him, was still expressionless, but from the deep pouch under her eyes, it was obvious that she was not getting enough sleep.

”Just ahead! But before that, we have to visit the chief of the nearby tribe. ” Roberts roared excitedly as he drove.

”How do I feel? You get excited as soon as you get to the desert.” Jiang Chen glanced at him.

”This feeling of freedom, you don't understand!”

This guy is crazy.

River morning in his heart, make complaints about it, and then look out of the window.

On the other two Humvees sat the ten veterans employed as instructors. Compared with the bustle here, it was much quieter there.

Soon, the car drove on a small hard sand dune.

As if suddenly cheerful, Jiang Chen saw the small low earth houses.

Primitive, ignorant, poor.

These three words are probably Jiang Chen's first feeling.

The Yellow gray houses and courtyards are built of sand and stone, the open and close wooden fence made of dead branches is used as the gate of the courtyard wall, and the window is supported by dyed cloth with branches, just like the Arabian town in the 12th century. Every family has camels. It is said that here, a person's social status is measured by the number of camels he has.

”I don't understand. Maybe you can explain to me what we're here for?” Jiang Chen said helplessly.

”Of course. Cough. From the point of view of us modern people, it may be difficult to understand. After all, we paid. They bought land from the government of Niger, and took out part of the money as compensation for occupying their pastures. From the content of the contract. The 20 hectares of land not far from here already belongs to us, but according to the customs of the local people, we are still ”guests”. According to their tradition, we have to get their approval to settle down here. ” Roberts explained.

”Is there such a troublesome statement?” Jiang Chen puffed at the corner of his mouth.

”It's just a formality. They've become more or less worldly recently,” Roberts shrugged and slowed down. ”It's good to respect local traditions. At least you can make peace with them. Don't worry about them coming to trouble. When necessary, they will even be on our side. ”

”I don't understand who is the master of this land. Niger? The Tuareg tribe? ” Jiang Chen laughs.

”Well, you can understand that Niger was the king of the middle ages, and this Tuareg tribe was the Lord of the food city.” Roberts turned his eyes and gave a less appropriate metaphor.

”If there was a conflict with them, which side would Niger's government take?” After hearing Roberts' explanation. But Jiang Chen asked a very dangerous question.

I don't know when he began to think about problems from an extreme point of view.

After hearing Jiang Chen's question, Roberts had a bitter smile on his face.

”The government of Niger will be happy that we have destroyed them, but it is impossible. The Tuareg have traveled all over the desert. And it is rumored that their relationship with extremist forces such as Al Qaeda is somewhat unusual. During the riots in Mali, Tuareg guerrillas fought side by side with Al Qaeda. ”

There was a pause. See Jiang Chen did not speak. Roberts was afraid that he would do something dangerous, so he added.

”Well. I recommend that we better not conflict with them. The people here are fierce, although they are poor. But each family basically lies on the AK

”Don't be nervous. I'm just asking.” Jiang Chen said with a smile.

The car drove into the tribe, and the aborigines cast curious eyes on the vehicles. For road reasons, Roberts rolled down the window and gestured to the two cars behind him to wait outside the tribe.

Originally, it was not a big event. It didn't take long for a walk in line with local customs.

”It's the food market over there, but I don't recommend you try anything that's sold there.”

”Well, I'm not interested in that either.” Jiang Chen looks out of the window. A child on a camel looks at him strangely. His father, covered with a veil, leads the camel to leave the tribe.

Aisha glanced subtly out of the window, muttered ”heresy,” and then stopped speaking.