Bu Jiadi turned his head and looked at a group of subordinates who were lit with greed expressions, and snorted: "A group of money fans... Starting tonight, double your vigilance, don't invest your energy in raising fish...I

After receiving information from Tianyanzhi, the group of foreigners had already started to move. At most, they would come to attack our small fishing grounds in three days!"

"Oh yeah!"

The elite soldiers of the field team, including Chen Xiaomao and Chen Damao, were stunned at first, but then they were not surprised but happy, threw the US dollar bills into the sky and cheered together!

Damn, we have been looking forward to fighting for a long time!

Mingyue Village, on the first floor of the central wooden building, there is a room filled with large open iron boxes. The large iron boxes are filled with water, and countless red warm fish are swimming happily in the water.

These fish didn't notice at all. Outside the iron box, several noble bosses were watching them.

This room is not big, and various types of "constant temperature towers" are hung on the ceiling to maintain temperature. The heads of seven major consortiums such as Pulitzer stood around a large iron box, and the temperature was kept at 27c.

In the room, each with different expressions...

Pulitzer turned to ask the person who was in charge of this 'constant greenhouse': "Has warm fish died these days?"

The custodian named Navas, who is Jin Klay's confidant. He shook his head and replied, "No, these fish have strong vitality and eat almost everything! I counted it, and now there are more than 30,000, halfway.

None of them died because of excessive exhalation!”

After buying warm fish for so many days, Pulitzer and others already know the habits of warm fish, and they all know that warm fish will exhale wildly when balancing the temperature difference in the outside world. If you exhale too much, the fish will naturally

Dead.

"That's good!"

Pulitzer nodded. He was quite satisfied: it was really good to create this constant temperature room, so that the warm fish can be stored for a long time.

Because he decided to launch a surprise attack on the fishing ground, Pulitzer and others prepared for the future and reserved so many warm fish, more than 30,000... Save some use, which is enough to support it for a long time!

On the one hand, he was going to raid. On the other hand, his verbal skills were not lost. Pulitzer had sent someone to contact Schmidt five days ago, hoping to have a face-to-face meeting with him to discuss the matters of mining.

Pulitzer didn't care much about whether Schmidt could come. It was good that he came, and it was just right for the security guard to take him down directly. It didn't matter if he didn't come. Anyway, the railway was ready to be paved here.

!

After inspecting Wenwenyu, Pulitzer smiled and said to Jin Clay and others: "Everyone, follow me to see the progress of the railway production, how about it?"

The machine stamping the rails has been 'greenhouse' and can now work normally. In a workshop next to the central wooden building, a row of machines rumbling, and white smoke from the steam engine spirals upwards.

, mixed with the fog vapor coming out of the constant temperature tower, making people feel the illusion of coming to the fog fairyland.

Seeing the busy workers stacking rails as thick as arms in a corner, Pulitzer was happy. It was indeed like being in a wonderland. He said to Jin Clay and others: "The rails and sleepers are ready, and the fishing ground should be tomorrow night.

We can occupy it... I have decided to lay a 500-meter-long railway between Mingyue Village and Fuyuan Village in five days!"

A 500-meter railway has no meaning in improving traffic. However, its symbolic significance is extraordinary. Once this section of railway is paved, it means that Morgan Group has established a certain fact for building a railway for Alaska, and it also means that Morgan Group will

At least one place in Alaska's future rail network!

Pulitzer has planned all the time. After occupying the fishing ground, you can obtain a constant stream of warm fish. With a constant temperature tower made of warm fish, the laying of the railway will be smooth and there will be no obstacles.

"Can you occupy... the fishing ground tomorrow night?"

Jin Clay seemed a little surprised. It was obvious that Pulitzer's transfer of the security forces was completely kept in the dark.

"It's so fast that the 500-person security team set off yesterday!"

Pulitzer smiled very comfortably, and he was quite good at strategizing. He fanned the feathers and scarves, and the enemy turned into a grey and grey posture while chatting and laughing.

A small fishing ground sent 500 people over, but the other party was afraid that even a fly could not fly away! Pulitzer thought so proudly.

...

Sandoz rubbed his hands, straightened the fur hat on his head, and looked at the deep woods with his eyes. It was already said: Through this woods, there is a small fishing ground under the hillside, and the magical red fish are from

Bought there!

Sanders is from the Southeastern United States. He joined the US Army ten years ago and was cleared out last year for violations of discipline. However, he is big, strong and has a good shot, and just happened to meet the Leber Consortium.

Sanders, who was recruiting security guards to Alaska, signed up and lied that he was a veteran. He was nervous, but he didn't expect that the Leber Consortium had even investigated. When the person in charge saw Sanders' airs, he didn't say anything.

, hired him!

Then, Sanders followed the team of the Leber Consortium across the United States and came to Alaska at the corner of the corner.

To be honest, if it weren't for the expensive commission, Sanders wouldn't have come to this barren land! (Although the incident of Jianzhou in Alaska has been causing a lot of trouble recently, Sanders is obviously not that kind

People who can buy newspapers and care about current affairs.)

Sanders likes guns, likes to touch guns, and prefers to shoot guns, especially pistols. In the army, Sanders' pistols are unique, and they can be shot in every shot within 50 meters! But it is a bit regrettable, although the Leber Consortium has recruited it.

Security guards have applied for gun licenses, but not one pistol per person. For example, Sanders has only been assigned to a Sharps M1872, which was eliminated by the US Army five years ago.

It doesn't matter if it's rifles or something. Sanders asked before coming. They were facing the natives of Alaska and a group of guards dominated by yellow pigs. To deal with these people, using pistols and rifles.

Is it the same? Maybe you don’t even need to fire a gun. As soon as you stand, these natives and yellow pigs will be scared and surrender!

Sanders, born and raised in the United States, has a natural sense of superiority to people of color.

Since there is no need to worry about war, Sanders began to fantasize about how Alaska would make a fortune. He heard from his fellow travelers that the people they defended were digging gold mines... If they could get some gold nuggets to take them back, that would be a good thing.

It's a big profit!

Unfortunately, before Sanders' dream of getting rich began, he was poured with cold water... Takuma still had cold water with ice!

Sanders never expected that in Anchorage, it became extremely cold after crossing the Denali Mountains, or rather, after living in Mingyue Village for a day, it became very cold!

Be careful that your urine will freeze into ice!

In two days, five comrades were frozen to death, and the rifle shells in their hands were frozen. Whether they could fire bullets depends on luck... Sanders felt that he had walked into hell step by step!

Later, there was not enough coal for heating, and the security guard had to go into the mountains to cut the wood. In three days, many more casualties were caused! Sanders was in danger twice during the process of cutting the wood, and once was a collision.

When we arrived at two snow wolves, another time, they were almost penetrated by the ice edges falling from the tree.

In short, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a life of death.

Just as such a nightmare day was about to drive Sanders crazy and forced him to discuss escaping with his companions, God finally opened his eyes and the gospel finally came!

A small clay pot, more than ten finger-sized red-tailed fish can drive away the damn cold. It's so amazing!

Sanders recalled the thing called the "thermal tower" when it did make the surrounding temperature start to rise. How excited I was, shouting and jumping and hugging with my companions. It was just like when I was 14 years old in the black alley.

If you have a virgin body, you will be three times more excited!

"What a pity, the constant temperature tower cannot be carried with you, otherwise I wouldn't have to wear these bad gloves!" Sandoz shook his rifle and complained in a low voice.

"You just have a good time. Among the five hundred people in this operation, how many of them are wearing gloves?"

The comrades beside him shouted: "What a expensive thing for a constant temperature tower. It would be good to ensure the temperature in the village. How could we bring out the excess!"

"Hmph, all the big masters are very expensive, and coal is the first to supply them. Now that there is a constant temperature tower, they are also given priority to install them! Do you think a house needs to be as warm as the beach in my hometown?

Isn't it enough to not freeze the little brother? Grass..." Sanders refused to give in, and he still cursed and chattered.

"Okay Sanders, who asked us to take the wages of these masters?" The comrade shook his head and said, "After these days, we are still alive, we have to thank God! Ha, we will capture that later.

Fishery, how many red fish do you want? What you should be careful now is, don’t capsize the boat in the Yin ditch and be beaten to death by those natives! Hahaha!”

"Will I be beaten to death by uncivilized natives?"

Sanders showed the strong tendon flesh on his arm and scoffed at his comrades' statement: "I want me to say, is it necessary to send 500 people to attack in a small fishing ground? It's not that I'm going to blow, just give me a row,

I can take it down without any harm! Humph, those great masters are in high positions, how can they know how to use troops?"

In Sanders' view, this operation was really a killing chicken with a ox knife. Five hundred troops were enough to wipe out the natives of Alaska. If it weren't for the money from those masters, they would have really scolded them.

No.

Sanders muttered that the five hundred security forces had entered the woods, and the commander was quite familiar with military tactics. He divided 500 people into small teams, and once he arrived at the woods, he spread out to form a fan, and carefully turned towards the fishing ground.

Surrounded.

A team of 25 people, Sanders was very skilled and brave. As soon as he entered the dark woods, he left the team without authorization. Anyway, the security army was a loose mercenary organization, and he would take off after he took off, and no one could say that he was

What.

"Isn't it just an indigenous fishing ground? Let's take a step first, capture a few indigenous people alive, and force them to spit out the dollars they have earned in the past few days!"

Sanders is very smart. He knows that in the past few days, the consortium has bought a lot of warm fish. Those natives who sell fish must have made a fortune! He will take a shortcut and kill him first.

You can make a lot of extra money! You are the idiot if you don’t do it!

Under the cover of night, Sanders slid his feet quickly, leaning against his waist, roaming the rifle, drilling left and right, and walking towards the distance like a strong python.

Sanders was born in the hot Southeast of the United States. He had been to the subtropical rainforest several times when he was a child. Compared with the cold fir forests in Alaska, it was similar and he could not defeat him.

Sanders rushed past a thick fir tree. The rapid figure drove the sound of the wind, causing the grass to be searched. After Sanders left, a head suddenly emerged from the grass and rubbed it on it.

If the author hadn't commented on the camouflage, others would probably not be able to tell it even if they were close to one meter.

The camouflage head turned around and said to himself in an invisible voice: "There are any foreigners who dare to play a single soldier to advance? Humph, if it weren't for Lao Bu's order, he really wanted to poke his asshole with a stick just now...

…”

After muttering, the head retracted into the grass, as if it had never appeared before.

Sanders only took half an hour to rush out of the woods. At this time, the weather was beautiful, and several bright stars were hanging on the vast sky. Through the starlight, Sanders could see the hillside not far away.

The dark shadows and the small lotus under the slope are just showing its sharp corners.
To be continued...