Wang Sen came to the workers' station. The workers' station was higher than Wang Sen and others. These people had been doing geological exploration for at least two or three years and were very adaptable to outdoor life.

I was boiling compressed biscuits and beef jerky in boiling water, and adding green green vegetable leaves, and cooking them into a pot of porridge.

"Engineer Li Hui, there are a group of people coming down from the mountain now. I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend. To be on the safe side, you will immediately take the workers to the top of the mountain to hide." Wang Sen said, and the engineer named Li Hui helped him.

Eyes, "Manager Wang, are there really bandits here?"

"It's not necessarily a bandit, it's also a warlord armed force." Wang Sen said nervously, "You run up the mountain immediately. Don't go down the mountain without my order. The warlords' bullets don't have eyes."

"What the hell, I wouldn't have come if I had known this!" A worker complained, and Wang Sen just smiled, "It's not the time to complain now. If you don't want to die, go up the mountain immediately. I don't want to talk too much nonsense."

Seeing that Wang Sen got angry, these people lost their temper. They dragged their luggage bags to the top of the mountain step by step. Li Hui put out the bonfire and was about to say something to Wang Sen, but they heard three gunshots at the foot of the mountain.

He made him tremble, "Manager Wang, I hope you can let us return home alive."

"I don't want to do it either." Wang Sen smiled, pulled out his pistol, and ran quickly down the mountain.

This pistol was presented to him by General Suba. It is said that the arms dealer came directly from the US military warehouse. Although it was a century-old gun, its quality was trustworthy.

Wang Sen came to the hillside with a gun in one hand. At this time, the thirty-nine soldiers had already arranged a battle formation under the command of Ge Zi and others. Although the physical strength of these soldiers was not as strong as Wang Sen and others, it was obvious that their combat was

The experience is much richer than that of ordinary people. The only road leading up the mountain has been blocked by gravel. Every soldier hid in a bunker made of stones and the bullets have been loaded.

At the foot of the mountain there were large areas of torches, densely packed for three miles. The angry crowd made roars that they couldn't understand. From time to time, one or two ak47 gunshots came, and suddenly a crack was torn open from the middle of the torches, and all the torches seemed to be obtained.

As if something was instructed, he quickly moved to both sides, and a straight passage was drawn out, and hysterical cheers burst out from the crowd.

"These people are not warlords." Wang Sen breathed a sigh of relief. If they were warlord troops, they would never attack so blatantly. This method of attack was too inferior.

"It may be the nearby mountain people." Wang Sen turned on his night vision and saw from a distance that these people were wearing all kinds of ethnic costumes, and the weapons in his hands were all kinds of. Needless to say, the long spear was running short, let Wang

Sen was surprised that there were antique pole-lifting guns!

"These are just a group of unruly people, not mobs." Wang Sen smiled and stuffed the pistol back into the holster, "Pigeon, let's go down and have a look!"

"Brother Sen, dangerous." Pigeon said with a gun, Wang Sen snorted, "If they wanted to attack, they would have been there long ago. Judging from their posture, I am afraid that they would have given themselves courage."

"Okay, first row, stand up and walk in step!" The pigeon shouted at the ten soldiers under his command, and it really tasted like an officer. He grabbed a hat from the Shan State Revolutionary Army and tucked it on his head, following Wang Sen's

Walked down the mountain from behind.

A large number of mountain people gathered in the valley at the foot of the mountain. Most of the elderly were wearing black double-breasted clothes, while most of the young were wearing T-shirts, their hair was dyed green, and thick gold chains were hung around their necks. From the clothes, they looked at them.

Their copycat is not closed.

"Everyone, do you know Chinese?" Wang Sen clasped his hands politely and recited Amitabha. He knew that most people on the Southeast Peninsula were Buddhists, so it was necessary to get close to their faith with them.

"I know Chinese." A middle-aged man in his fifties walked out of the crowd, folded his hands at Wang Sen, muttering in his mouth, and wondering what to say. After reading it, he smiled at Wang Sen, "This guest,

We are the people of Suga Village. The mountain you are stepping on is the holy mountain left to us by our ancestors. I want to ask you, why should you stay on our holy mountain? If you don’t have a place to live, you can go to our village

Live in, but if you want to blow up mountains and mine, we will not agree even if we die. Everyone said, "The middle-aged man raised his hand to the people behind him, and the people shouted, "The guy in his hand raised, shouting

Get up, the old cannons exploded, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder. Everyone's nerves were tense. Some soldiers' fingers were already on the trigger, waiting for a command.

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"I know what you mean." Wang Sen smiled, "Yes, we are here to mine minerals. So we must blow up the mountains. You can't stop us at all!"

"You, you, a bold Chinese, will be punished by the Buddha for your remarks!" The middle-aged man was furious, and the people behind him shouted louder and louder, and a few reckless young people even rushed over.

At the front, he aimed at the soldiers in front of him, and the bloody conflict was about to break out!

"I can see that you don't dare to use force at all." Wang Sen sneered. He was already sure that these mountain people were here to cheat people. Although they called Huan now, they usually called Huan.

, If you want to be serious, you have already been holding a fire. Do you still need to raise your fists here to protest?

"So I said, let's be calm." Wang Sen pressed the soldiers' guns, and then the mountain people's guns. The mountain people looked at Wang Sen, and then the middle-aged man in the lead.

The people were probably their tribe members! As soon as the middle-aged man waved his hands, these mountain people put down the guns and machetes in their hands.

"I think we need to have a good talk about this issue." Wang Sen found a stone and sat down. The middle-aged man looked at it and sat next to Wang Sen, "We are not here to fight with you."

Yes, my tribe members hope you can leave our holy mountain.”

"What if we don't leave?" Wang Sen asked back, and the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, "If you don't leave, we can only start a war with you, but we really don't want to fight. Years of war have made our tribe members more powerful

Fewer and fewer, now a large number of young people are going to Yangon to make a living. Now the village is only the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and you..." The middle-aged man sighed, "But we will not be afraid of anyone.

Yes! Even if we fight to the last person, we will still swear to defend our holy mountain to the death!"

"The ancestors left you the Holy Mountain not for you to worship, but for development. The Holy Mountain is a treasure house, not a temple." Wang Sen took out a box of Chinese cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man.

When the young man saw the cigarette, his eyes immediately lit up. He reached out to take it, took out a flint from his waist, rubbed it a few times and lit the moxa velvet, and then he started smoking the cigarette, which made Wang Sen stagger.

, Flintstone? Have I traveled through time?

"The smoke tastes so good." The middle-aged man smiled, "Actually, I understand this truth, but the rules set by our ancestors must not be abandoned. Of course, everything can be adapted..."

"Okay, we all give in. If we give you some financial compensation, or help you build roads and villages, and in return, you let us mine minerals, of course we can give priority to recruiting the people in your village, rest assured

The wages are naturally higher than elsewhere. What do you think of this?"

"You want to buy us!"

"I don't want to bribe you, I just want to bribe you." Wang Sen smiled, took out a thick stack of RMB from his pocket, grabbed the middle-aged man's calloused palms, and slapped heavily on his palm,"

This reward is what you deserve. I hope you can calm your tribesmen and come to my mine to work. I believe this is not a difficult task for you."

"Okay! I'll try it." The middle-aged man looked around, tucked a thick bundle of money into his arms, stomped the cigarette butt, and stood up, "Great God, eternal ancestor, ha! Villagers

People, tribesmen, these people are not Rakshasa sent by the black devil, but the peace messengers sent by our ancestors. They will bring us a prosperous life, thanks to the great god! %...￥%"

Looking at the mountain people who were walking away in groups of three or three, Wang Sen smiled, "See, your tongue is always stronger than your fist."

"Yes, I didn't expect these mountain people to surrender so easily?" said the pigeon's insurance, and Wang Sen waved his hand, "It's not that they surrender, but that there were spies among them. You must remember, no matter which ethnic group, it's that they have

There will be traitors, and this is not the original creation of the Han people."

After a small storm, Wang Sen and others returned to the camp again. He immediately established a star-worthy system. Pigeon, crow and wild goose led their own team to work on duty, released open posts and secretly sentries to guard against the enemy's sneak attacks.

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A few days later, the large mining machinery transferred from Thailand finally arrived, but the freight is also very high, so you can almost buy two more units. There are also several installation and debugging personnel who are also from Tangfeng Group.

Employees and Wang Sen also organized them into the worker team. Within a few days, deafening mechanical roars sounded in the quiet mountains and ridges, awakening the land that had been sleeping for tens of millions of years.

A large amount of ore poured down, and Wang Sen mobilized workers to start dividing ore. These people knew nothing about how to distinguish jade ore, so they could only cross the river by feeling the stones and explore little by little.

One hundred kilometers north of the mine is Basongzhai, the residence of the Fourth Division of the Shan State Revolutionary Army. At this time, General Suba was standing in front of the map and carefully studying the subsequent development of the situation. A staff officer hurried in, "

Report to General, we have mobilized mountain people to harass Wang Sen, but he has resolved it in a peaceful way."
Chapter completed!