The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 220 No hair left!
The moonlight is like water, and like Bai Lian, flowing slowly on the ground.

Sun Jie lay on the window sill, looking at the arsenal ahead.

Close your eyes and recall the pictures sent back by the drone.

In fact, Sun Jie had already memorized every corner of the arsenal in his mind.

In order to be able to take this arsenal away, Sun Jie made a lot of preparations before.

Now, the opportunity has come.

The geographical environment of East Africa is relatively superior, the equator passes through, and the warm climate brings a lot of rainfall.

The humid sea breeze brought a large amount of water vapor, and the water vapor began to brew in the sky.

In the places around the equator, the weather changes quickly, and it often changes as soon as it is said.

Just now the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, but now it is already covered with dark clouds.

There was rain falling from the sky, and it fell on the ground tick-tock.

From time to time, there are lightning interspersed, which is amazing.

The chief lay in his "bedroom", sound asleep.

The black buddies who were standing guard outside had no idea where they had gone.

These are just wandering warriors, expecting these people to abide by the rules is better than expecting sows to climb trees. They are just fishing ten days a day and drying their nets.

Standing guards no longer exist, where sleeping is important.

The gurgling rain just sleeps, and so does the arsenal.

Africa does not have the habit of working night shifts. Even the subordinates of warlords don’t know how to work night shifts, and even these laborers don’t know how to work night shifts.

They returned to the room early, taking advantage of the coolness of the night, enjoying their sleep.

Zhang Lun stood at the window door, unable to sleep.

His room was downstairs from Sun Jie's room, and the two were not on the same floor.

Without any sleepiness, he lit a cigarette and smoked quietly, thinking about the mine.

After so many years, he is not as good as a young man, which made him feel a lot more emotional.

For a while, Lian Po felt old.

The butt of the cigarette flickered on and off, Zhang Lun pinched it out.

The smoke was overwhelming and rising slowly.

I yawned and went back to the room.

Lying on the bed, I fell asleep.

In the dead of night, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating Sun Jie's face.

Lightning is the best cover.

Sun Jie opened the door and walked out cautiously.

When no one was seen, he jumped down from the stairs next to him, climbed up the wall of the yard, and came to the front of the wall of the arsenal.

It's just a local warlord in a small place. When he does things, he has the traditional virtues of black buddies.

Can make do, absolutely not serious.

Expecting these people to watch over Sun Jie is tantamount to going to heaven.

Who would want to do the drudgery on a rainy day?

Just like that, Sun Jie turned out of the yard carelessly and came outside the arsenal.

Although the wall is very high, when the black buddies built the wall, they played a glorious tradition of being able to make do, so that there were many potholes on the wall.

These potholes have now become a good helper for Sun Jie on the wall.

Under the heavy rain, Sun-jae climbed up the wall.

After observing the surrounding situation, after there was no threat, he jumped down.

Hidden in a corner, a golden door appeared in front of Sun Jie.

The shining golden light disappeared completely in a short period of time.

In the dark night, the golden light cannot travel very far.

Sun-jae holds his breath and controls the golden gate.

He took Jinmen to the outside of a workshop, the sky was thundering and the rain was pouring down.

The field of vision was blurred to the extreme, unless lightning flashed across the sky, there would be instant light.

A door without any luster appeared outside the workshop.

Inside the door is endless nothingness, swallowing the building like a gluttonous mouth.

In Daqin, where the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, a building covered with rainwater slowly appears out of thin air in an open space.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Jie appeared behind the building.

Wiping the rain from his forehead, Sun Jie adjusted his position and entered the golden gate again.

Time passed slowly, and several wet buildings had appeared on this open space.

Before teleporting, Sun Jie always carefully checks whether there is anyone in the building.

It's not that I'm afraid that these black buddies are threatening, but that it takes too much energy to teleport people. In order to prevent the problem of insufficient energy, we must ensure that there is no one inside.

Soon after, Sun Jie came to the last building to be teleported.

This is a large ammunition depot, which contains munitions made by warlords.

Now, it's all at Sun Jie's expense.

The golden gate passed by slowly, and the ground was as clean as if it had been scraped by a knife.

In the huge venue, only a few dormitories and a few walls remained, trembling in the wind.

They looked at Sun Jie who was going away, thankfully they didn't do anything.

The small power plant next door was not so lucky, the land was scraped three feet away, and there was nothing left.

As the rain got heavier, Sun-jae climbed over the wall and returned to the room.

Looking at the time, the mechanical watch in his hand pointed at ten past six.

It was still early, and Sun Jie also went to bed and fell asleep.

While dreaming, she was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

"Brother Sun, don't sleep, something happened, something happened!"

Zhang Lun kept yelling outside the door, but why did he feel secretly happy in this tone?

Sun Jie opened the door, only to see Zhang Lun yelling at Sun Jie with excitement on his face: "Something happened, it's a great thing, the chief has been punished, and now he is taking everyone in the tribe to do it outside!"

"How to do it?!" Sun Jie was a little puzzled.

Last night, I stole the arsenal. This has nothing to do with the practice, right?

"That's right, follow me to have a look!"

Zhang Lun couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and took Sun Jie outside.

Explain as you go.

This morning, the workers in the arsenal started to work as usual.

But when they walked out of the dormitory, they found a scene that they will never forget in their life.

The huge arsenal has turned into a "playground", and everything is gone, including buildings, equipment, and weapons.

Only the living dormitory and the outer wall remain.

The ground left after the disappearance of the arsenal became potholed under the heavy rain.

These workers had never seen this before, and they were immediately frightened.

I have never seen this kind of thing before, I have seen people stealing things, and I have seen buildings being demolished.

But no matter what, it will leave traces.

There will even be movement.

But now, everything is gone, even the foundation of the factory has been dug up.

Buildings disappear out of thin air, what is going on?

This kind of operation is far beyond the reach of human beings.

Except for the theory of ghosts and gods, almost no one can explain it.

In the ignorant and backward Africa, the usual unexplainable things are explained by witchcraft and magic. Today's incident, no matter how you look at it, looks like the work of ghosts and gods.

Immediately, several black brothers were frightened and screamed, crying and wanting to go home.

The defenders who stayed here did not dare to delay, and hurriedly reported this to the chief.

The arsenal is the chief's top priority, so he hurriedly brought people over to check it out.

When he saw the ground with nothing left, he was no less shocked than ordinary Heige.

He didn't know what was going on, this supernatural power made him connect with ghosts and gods.

Thinking that God was punishing him, he was so terrified that he quickly found out the wizards in the tribe, and danced on the ground where there was nothing in the arsenal, hoping to escape the punishment of ghosts and gods.

Sun Jie followed behind Zhang Lun, listening to Zhang Lun's explanation, a smile appeared on his face.

As long as the arsenal is in hand, no matter what he does.

"Brother Zhang, what do you think is going on?!" Sun Jie asked.

Zhang Lun's speed slowed down a bit, he squeezed his chin, and said: "I went to check it just now, and it is true that there is nothing left, but I don't believe it was done by ghosts and gods.

I don’t know if you have heard such a story. It is said that after Big Brother disintegrated, an arms dealer bought a large number of weapons from Big Brother, got a transport plane, and sent them to Africa.

But for some reason, he leaked the news and was targeted by their country, waiting for him at the destination.There was no choice but to make an emergency landing nearby.

The size of the plane is so big, and it is also an arms business, which has touched the cheese of those people. If it is stolen and obtained by others, I am afraid there will be only a dead end.

There was no way, so he recruited people from the surrounding tribes and asked them to take whatever they liked.

The arms dealer still underestimated these people. In less than a day, the arms dealer's weapons, including the plane, were dismantled to nothing.

Whether this story is true or not is unknown, but that is the nature of black buddies.

Last night, it rained continuously. I personally think that it must have been targeted by a nearby force, and they tore it down overnight.

Africa is a place of miracles. Of course, I can't think of any explanation other than this one! "

Zhang Lun's tone was relaxed and full of gloating.

It is human nature to see people as unlucky.

Not to mention, this chief often beats the autumn wind.

However, this is a material world, and the education Zhang Lun has received since he was a child will not allow him to think about things in other ways.

Sun Jie also looked thoughtful, he nodded, and said: "Brother Zhang is right, although I don't know what's going on, but when Brother Zhang said this, I thought, This situation is very likely!"

While speaking, Sun Jie followed Zhang Lun to the arsenal.

The door was wide open, and it was packed with people.

Standing outside the gate, Sun Jie could clearly see that the chief led a group of people kneeling in the middle of the arsenal, praying in various poses.

I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I could guess from the posture.

Within the perimeter of the wall, there are only a few residential dormitories left, and there is nothing else.

To put it bluntly, there is not even a hair left.

A few black buddies wearing fancy masks were yelling and screaming like monkeys.

"This guy has been arrogant here for so long, and now he has finally been punished. He deserves it. I guess he will settle down for a while!"

Zhang Lun was happy and excited.

The chief is now full of things about the arsenal, and he doesn't care about Sun Jie and the others at all.

Sun Jie and the others were also so happy. After casually eating breakfast, they went back.

Time passed slowly, and Sun Jie was about to "return to China".

The main purpose has been achieved, and there is no need to worry about anything.

The power plant built two this time, which is enough for now.

The arsenal and everything are already in place, so there is no need to worry about the issue of firearms.

Although this arsenal is not big, although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs, and all kinds of equipment are ready-made, which is enough for Sun Jie to cope with it for a long time.

If some parts are damaged, as long as it is within the scope of the law, Fan Xiaopeng's machinery factory can produce them.

If the law does not allow it, then you have to go to Africa again.

After all, Fan Xiaopeng's machinery factory is a civilian machinery factory. No one cares about building some old-fashioned steam engines or cars that are far behind the times.

But if you make something that shouldn't be made, it may not matter if the time is short, but if the time is long, you have to be careful.

Anyway, there is Africa, there is no need for Fan Xiaopeng to take this risk.

And those few firecracker factories, they can also be stopped.

As for the iron and steel factory, Fan Xiaopeng's machinery factory can also handle it.

For Sun Jie at present, the scale of the steel plant does not need to be too large, nor does it need to be too advanced. Fan Xiaopeng's machinery plant is enough to handle it.

Now, you only need to build some things like rails that don't have much technical content, and you don't have to worry too much about it.

Now that Sun Jie has gained a firm foothold in Africa, perhaps it is time for Fan Xiaopeng to develop in Africa.

If a machinery factory is established in Africa, Sun Jie's shackles will be completely loosened.

There are not so many rules and regulations, as long as a few bottom lines are stabilized, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The sky is high for birds to fly, the sea is wide for fishes to leap, good days are coming.

Zhang Lun also knew that Sun Jie would not live here for a long time, so he was not surprised when he heard that Sun Jie was leaving.

At present, no ore has been mined in the mine, and Sun Jie's current needs have been met, so there is no need to send someone over to watch.

Zhang Lun alone is enough.

Judging from the contact these days, Zhang Lun is relatively reliable, not the kind of person who runs the train with his mouth full.

At present, there is no major event, and there is no need to send additional people over.

Go back and check the situation first, first tell Fan Xiaopeng about building a factory in Africa, if it works, then you have to consider sending people over.

The machinery factory is Sun Jie's foundation, so if Fan Xiaopeng came over, he had to send troops to protect him.

(End of this chapter)