The fat man still refused to let go of his childhood obsession.
He said: "The five of us can actually squeeze in."
The little bastard said: "That's bullshit you're talking about.
There can only be four seats in total including the driver and passengers.
If I squeeze you, you fat guy, one of you can hold two people.
How can I squeeze you in?
Can I hang a transport belt for you below?"
Wang Puyuan came out to smooth things over, saying that helicopters can serve as our backup strategic support and be responsible for airdropping supplies for us for subsequent retreats.
I very much agreed with this idea, so I said to the fat man: "It is good to dare to dream, and it is even better to have the courage to realize it.
But we are a team now.
If you take the lead in specialization, other comrades will have objections.
Doing so will not only destroy our internal unity, It also damages your image in everyone's mind.
Otherwise, when we turn back and retreat, you will lead everyone out of the Amazon in a helicopter, and then let the pilot take you around the Statue of Liberty three times, overlooking this place.
A land swallowed up by capitalism.”
The fat man was very excited after hearing my plan, and said to me with a sincere expression: "I resolutely obey the organization's decision, and I will go wherever the organization asks me to go, including standing on the Statue of Liberty's flashlight and making a shining screw." " Our group traveled lightly and took a train.
We first went to the U.S. border and were received by representatives of the local Chinese Chamber of Commerce.
Although the journey was bumpy, we saw the magnificent and colorful Latin American customs.
This land in the southern hemisphere has so much.
What a majestic scenery, with so many flora and fauna that I have never seen before.
There is a human civilization as old as the Chinese nation, and it is a natural continent that maintains its original style.
After arriving in Peru, I finally saw why Peru is also called the country of corn.
There are endless corn fields everywhere.
Chinese representative Tom Chen said that corn has been Peru’s main cash crop since ancient times.
Most of the Chinese businessmen in their chamber of commerce are engaged in deep processing related to corn.
I think of Wang Puyuan's farm.
The corn yield there is nothing compared to the corn fields in front of us.
As I sat in the car, all I could see was a sea of corn.
Our first destination is Cusco, the Sun City.
This thousand-year-old city reborn from the wars of the invaders is located in the valley of the Andes Mountains.
It is surrounded by high mountains and lush forests.
The entire area has a pleasant climate.
I don't feel the invasion of winter at all.
Qin Siyan said that "Cuzco" is called "the center of the world" in the local language.
The legendary first Inca king Manco Capac used the golden staff given by the Sun God and established his capital in Cusco.
The real name of the Inca country is "Tawantin Sulong", which means the land of the four directions.
This shows how sacred Cusco, known as the center of the world, was in people's minds at that time.
Entering the city of Kuster, Fatty and I were completely blinded.
We were outsiders to this ancient capital full of exotic customs.
The roads here were narrow and dusty, and there were rough roads paved with stone slabs everywhere. .
The architectural style basically maintains the original local style, and there are also many Spanish colonial legacy.
Both sides of the narrow road were densely packed with vendors selling all kinds of local products, and beggars and homeless people sat under the city walls.
Most of the pedestrians on the road are red-skinned Indians.
They wear camel hair cloaks and pointed hats with national characteristics.
They all look sideways when they pass by our group of yellow people.
Because I didn’t even know the most basic Spanish and couldn’t say hello, I had to keep giving friendly smiles to passers-by.
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My face froze as I laughed all the way.
On the train, we had already made a plan of action.
We would first go through Cusco, where we had a guide arranged by Wang Puyuan, a researcher from the Cusco Museum.
According to Tu Lao, this researcher was an Indian and a Spaniard.
I am of mixed race, have been engaged in research on Inca culture for many years, have experience in rainforest archeology, and can speak the Quechua language of the Incas, which was of great help to me during this trip.
In the past, Wang Puyuan's expedition team hired this old man as a consultant.
With him, our trip will be even more powerful.
However, I also told Bald Lao and the little tortoise that this operation would be very risky.
Except for the legendary old guide, everyone present had no experience living in the Amazon rainforest.
When the time comes, they must be careful when entering the forest.
You must obey my command and do not act without permission.
Due to the time difference, we arrived in Cusco at an unfortunate time, as the museum was closed.
Tu Lao contacted the old guide several times in advance but failed to get in touch with him.
Tom Chen was only thinking about his business.
I saw that his thoughts were not on us at all.
He just had to receive us as assigned by Wang Puyuan, so he simply left him Sent away.
Bald Lao took a few of us to a tavern near the museum to rest.
He planned to go to the old guide's house first to check the situation.
Unless the old man was too old and had already climbed to Bliss, it would obviously be inappropriate for a large group of us to come to our door.
So suitable.
This tavern has a western flavor and is presumably a building left over from the Spanish colonial period.
Once the dullest one among us, Bald Lao, left, the atmosphere suddenly became much younger.
Qin Siyan and the little bastard got into an argument again for some unknown reason.
The fat man and I agreed to drink two glasses of local good wine first.
I casually pushed open the small door of the pub and walked in.
The inside of the pub was full of smoke and big smoke.
During the day, many people were sitting around the wine table, drinking and smoking.
The two of us sat at the bar for a while, unable to understand what was written on the bottle.
The fat man said: "Otherwise, just order any one, whether it's horse urine or cow urine, drink it first and then talk about it."
I said, "That makes sense.
We can't let these red-skinned monkeys see our jokes."
So I knocked on the table and pointed to the wine cabinet behind the bar, asking the boss to give us a bottle first.
Unexpectedly, a large crystal clear glass suddenly shined on my head, smashing the flowers with a bang.
I suddenly felt dizzy and a little unsteady on my feet.
While holding my bleeding forehead, I cursed in my heart where did this Sangmenxing escape from?
How come I didn't do anything and just got hit like this for no reason.
Damn it, is this the Peruvian way of showing friendship?
Before I had time to think, more glasses and bottles were thrown at me.
People in the bar suddenly went crazy.
They picked up round stools and long tables and smashed them without even looking at who the other person was.
Qin Siyan stood at the door and shouted: "Come out quickly, the people inside are fighting."
When the fat man saw that I was injured, he grabbed me by the collar and pulled me out without saying a word.
I originally wanted to say that my friends are fine, let's go find a bottle of wine and watch in the corner.
Unexpectedly, my vision went dark, and a tall figure flew over from nowhere and knocked me to the ground.
The weight of this blow was so heavy that I felt like the air in my lungs was being squeezed out in an instant, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
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The fat man was suppressing a bad smile on his face, which was a complete disservice to his friends.
I raised my arm and wanted to punch the guy on top of me, but when I looked carefully, I saw that it was actually a woman who had already fainted.
We just arrived at the tavern and unfortunately got into a fight between local drunkards.
Not only was I innocently implicated, and I got a lot of jackpot, but I was also almost crushed to death by a tall Indian girl.
It's true that he was in danger of death when he left the army, which made the hero burst into tears.
No wonder the fat man was watching me happily but refused to extend an olive branch to me.
He knew that I didn't dare to hit a woman and was waiting to see my joke.
I pushed the unconscious little girl away and said to the fat man: "You were not like this before.
Where has that righteous little fat man gone?
Could it be that he has stayed in a capitalist country for a long time, and even my closest comrade-in-arms Wang Kaixuan Comrades have been ruthlessly corrupted.”
But the fat man had no time to argue with me.
I don’t know why, but the drunkards in the pub saw the fat man and the old cow who saw the red underpants, and kept bumping into him.
Those red-skinned men wearing pointy shoes were shouting slogans that we didn’t understand, swaying left and right like monkeys, and throwing wine glasses and bottles at us from time to time.
The fat man couldn't understand what they were shouting and was hit in the butt by several wine bottles.
He was very angry at the moment.
He picked up the round table at hand and threw it hard at the crowd that was gradually surrounding us.
I was afraid that the little Indian girl would be accidentally injured, and I was muttering to myself that a girl could show up in a place like this when she had nothing to do, so I helped her up.
At this time, Qin Siyan had already rushed into the crowd and waved at me: "Old Hu, run quickly.
This is the woman they want to arrest."
When the fat man heard this, he was even more excited than me and almost jumped up: "I'm fucked.
These red-skinned monkeys are so shameless.
A bunch of men are embarrassing a little girl.
What the hell is going on.
Old Hu , you help her order, and leave these vegetables to me."
I kicked away a man in a cloak who rushed towards me, put the little girl into Qin Siyan's hand, and let him and the little tortoise run away first.
Then I turned back to the fat man and said, "Don't be stupid, it's just your little thoughts."
I don’t know if I’m aware of it, but it’s just a slap on the butt.
After a few moments, I felt unbalanced and wanted to retaliate.
I understand, it’s okay.
Come on, let’s go together.”
After that, Fatty and I roared with pride, and all the Indians present were shocked by us. , I didn’t dare to act rashly for a while.
I saw the opportunity and shouted: "run" After shouting, the two kicked down a row of drunkards with their feet and ran away through the door
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