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Chapter 221: Amazon Rainforest, a Place Not Even Satellites Can Detect…

Unlike gangs in other parts of the world, Brazilian gangs are extremely special in both their origin and nature.

As early as the 1960s, due to the Cold War, a wave of military coups occurred throughout Latin America with the intentional or unintentional support of the United States. One dictatorial military government after another was established, and Brazil was naturally no exception.

After the establishment of the Brazilian military government, a large number of opponents and patriots were immediately thrown into prison. At the same time, with the support of the United States, the country entered a golden decade with rapid economic development, but it was deeply dependent on the policy tilt and capital investment of the US government. Behind one gorgeous economic data after another was the ever-widening gap between the rich and the poor, the rapidly increasing slums, and round after round of high inflation, and the country fell into a false prosperity for a while.

Since the military government itself had a strong nationalist color, by the mid-1970s, Brazil began to pursue the principle of pragmatism and was no longer willing to be unilaterally controlled by the United States in its foreign relations.

I've been a dog for a long time and I feel like I'm good enough.

After the relationship with the United States deteriorated, the military government's autocracy became a point of fierce criticism by the United States in the international community. Of course, the United States would not show mercy to a wild dog, and it wielded its sickle without hesitation, continuously reaping the Brazilian economy. Along with the advancement of the democratization process in Latin America, the military government came to an end in 85.

But everything has just begun.

Remember those opponents who were thrown into prison by the military junta?
Their identities are extremely complicated. They include politicians, soldiers, high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen... They are all talented and speak well. After losing their power and money, they decisively began to win over criminals to form multiple gang prototypes. After the authority of the military government gradually faded, they simply led people to escape from prison, occupied the huge slums, armed with a large number of firearms of unknown origin, and relied on prostitution, gambling and drugs to maintain their organization.

Especially the drug trafficking business, which is booming.

They have money, guns and connections. Even after the dissolution of the military government, the prestige of many gangs in the eyes of Brazilians is higher than that of the so-called democratic government that is controlled by foreign capital.

The unique birth history is why almost all gangs are rooted in the culture of different countries, but Brazilian gangs have nothing to do with culture. They are purely extremely special criminal organizations that evolved from specific historical trends.

However, no matter how Brazilians choose, whether it is a democratic government controlled by capital or Brazilian gangs that rely on prostitution, gambling and drugs for a living, they will ultimately not be able to escape the clutches of the United States. We can also see a strange phenomenon: the better the relationship between Brazil and the United States, the better the economy, and vice versa.

After all, foreign capital does not refer to American capital. The main sources of income and arms come from the American gangs, so there is no room for them to be tough.

Shadow Luo was originally rooted in the United States Air Force, and was later listed by Vega. It developed all over the world and quickly replaced the United States with psychic devices and powerful black technology.

Of course, there are quite a lot of Americans inside Yingluo, and no one can say whether they are being left alone.

Before Lucard Bernstein's disturbance at the Yingluo base last year, Yingluo and the U.S. military had a very close and harmonious relationship. However, after Lucard Bernstein's disturbance at the Yingluo base, the political situation in Brazil became seriously divided.

Due to the deaths of a large number of Yingluo employees and related personnel, the drug trafficking profit chain came to a direct halt. The most anxious people were the Americans who had always benefited from it. It was no longer a question of whether to pick peaches or not. The cake that had been made suddenly stopped, and everyone in the profit chain would be dissatisfied.

But Vega didn't know what he was doing and didn't pay any attention to the chaos in Brazil. Lin Xi knew this. Vega was probably obsessed with occupying his body at that time.

Seeing that the Yingluo boss was not going to leave, the Americans, who were anxious to take over the chaotic Yingluo Brazilian branch again and restore the normal operation of the previous interest chain, ignored some... the thoughts of those who really followed Yingluo for a living.

For example, the retired soldiers represented by Asolai.

From this perspective, it's nothing for Charlie Nash to find his old comrade to help track down the case, but the one he found was a comrade who depended on Yingluo for his livelihood. He deserved to be tricked and his whereabouts unknown...

Those abandoned children who once had a meal because of Yingluo and are now obviously going to be kicked out by the Americans are of course unwilling to accept this. Together with the people from Yingluo's Brazilian branch and some local gangsters who are waiting for a good price, they use various means to prevent the Americans from controlling this profit chain.

After Vega was declared dead, the conflict escalated directly and was about to turn into a real gunfight.

The information Lin Xi learned from Asolai's head was just this boring but somewhat relevant information. Apart from the Yingluo base whose location was still unknown, this information made him clearly judge that he had stepped into a quagmire.

No wonder the Brazilian government sent someone to pick him up at the airport. The situation was already chaotic, and if he got involved, it would probably explode like a volcano. He could just walk away, the Americans could just not take the money, Ying Luo could also retreat, but what about the Brazilian government?
You know, at this delicate time point in 1990, the international situation was not very stable...

Lin Xi didn't care about that. Knowing that Brazil was in quite a mess right now, he was actually quite happy. After all, one can fish in troubled waters. If Ying Luo stayed in the Amazon rainforest and didn't come out, he really would have no way to stop him. But now he had a chance.

In order to muddy the waters, when facing the local gangs, his first choice was not to kill them all, but to let some of them go. He just used the dark environment to hide his appearance, deliberately controlled his strength and speed, and after confirming that there were no surveillance cameras in the bar, he left directly.

Regardless of whether they had the intention to start a fight, the death of the veterans' captain and Yingluo's men in the territory of the local gang was something that could not be explained clearly.

The residents near the bar were really used to the gunfights. After the gunshots, the streets soon became empty. Lin Xi stood on the rooftop in the distance and waited for a long time, but the police didn't come. Instead, the gang members organized people to come over, and some even evacuated the residents door to door. It was a bit...

In short, long after the gangsters cleaned up the bar and left with the bodies, the residents had returned to their normal lives before a few policemen finally arrived, and they didn't seem to care at all.

After Lin Xi left the bar, he strolled around the night market near the pier and bought a lot of snacks to satisfy his cravings. He was not affected by the gunfire nearby at all. Seeing that it was getting late, he carried the unfinished snacks back to the hotel.

Abel was reading a magazine in the hotel lobby. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the cover of the book was a flying dragon. His fierce-looking face actually revealed the excitement of a fanatical fan when reading an entertainment celebrity magazine.

"How is it? Have you found the boat you sailed back to?" Lin Xi sat opposite and asked.

He had no intention of telling the other party about the killing of Aso. After all, the level of trust in him was not high. The fact that the burly man in front of him was Vega's spare body was enough to make him be on high alert.

We didn't have much hope of following Charlie Nash's footsteps to find him. If we couldn't find him in the rain forest, he would return to Manaus. I guess a week would be enough time for this place to become a mess. Abel closed the magazine carefully and nodded, "We will set out at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning and head west along the Negro River. In three hours, we will arrive at Castanheira and get off the boat. After walking into the rain forest, it will take about five hours and we will arrive at the camp where we were stationed tomorrow afternoon."

"Yeah." Lin Xi didn't say much, and put the bag of snacks on the table. "Go to bed early, and go downstairs to prepare supplies at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

Abel smelled the fragrance coming from the bag, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Thank you."

Lin Xi waved her hand and stepped into the elevator.
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The next day, at seven in the morning, at the pier.

Lin Xi and Abel each boarded the ferry carrying a large bag. After checking their tickets, they followed the crowd into the cabin and found their seats. This was a route opened for tourists, and the boat was full of travelers carrying large and small bags. The two of them did not stand out.

The so-called seats are like those in a large dormitory, with each person having a space one meter wide and two meters long. Many people put their packages inside the beds and lean against them to read or rest. There are no VIP tickets. It is just a typical cheap ferry. The smell inside is hard to describe. White people have a strong body odor, not to mention there are many stinky feet vying to show themselves off. It can only be said that it is extremely sour.

There is a water dispenser at the cabin door, the toilet is at the stern, and there are number labels on the wall.

About five minutes later, the loudspeaker in the cabin sounded in English, telling everyone that the ship had set off and to sit down and lie down.

Abel seemed to be accustomed to this kind of environment. He lay down beside them and soon fell into a light sleep with even breathing. Due to his large body, he more or less took up some of the space of others, but no one dared to say anything.

Lin Xi leaned on his backpack, memorizing the map he bought in the morning. With his experience of escaping in Vietnam, he trusted his memory more than the map.

The journey was relatively smooth and not very shaking. Three hours passed in a flash. After the loudspeaker announced that they had arrived at Castanero, the two picked up their bags and got off the boat with several other tourists.

The landing place is a very small pier. There is a row of buildings near the beach. Judging from the name, it is a hotel. From the banners hanging on the building, it seems that they also sell equipment for entering the rainforest.

There was nothing good for the two of them to buy. As fighters, their physical fitness did not require any medicine. With the existence of Qi, no insects could bite their bodies. Their moving speed was extraordinary. After quickly crossing the beach and a section of dirt road trampled by the car, they soon went deep into the rain forest.

At the beginning, there was a vaguely discernible path, but behind it were clumps of inseparable bushes and vines that covered everything like spider webs. The ground was very muddy, with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and sometimes you would step directly into the mud pit with your calves.

The densely packed tall trees greedily occupied the sky completely. Although the sun was shining brightly outside, it was dark and damp deep in the rainforest, and the air was extremely depressing.

Abel's palm, infused with energy, easily opened a path, and countless insects and reptiles were frightened by the breath of the two and fled in all directions.

As they went deeper and deeper, the cell phone lost all signal. Lin Xi's mental power could sense that there were actually some wild beasts lurking on the road they were passing, but most of them were afraid of the terrifying upright ape and did not dare to come forward at all.

[The Amazon rainforest, a place that even satellites cannot detect...]

During the boring march, this idea suddenly popped up in his mind. He was happy and automatically replaced the prisoner with Charlie Nash. Thinking about that handsome guy who was addicted to pretending to be cool fell into the hands of several gays, it was really -

Interesting.

Abel glanced at Lin Xi who suddenly smiled, with a puzzled look on his face. He said nothing and continued walking forward.

When it was half past twelve in the afternoon, they took a temporary rest in a place where they could see the sun. Two trees had fallen down, leaving a space of about three feet square. The hard-earned sunlight fell through the gap above.

Lin Xi's stamina was bottomless, and it seemed that there was no change. However, Abel had consumed a lot of energy after the long journey. In order to maintain his condition, he decided to stop and rest for ten minutes. After drinking half a bottle of mineral water, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:
"It's going much faster than I expected. There's only one third of the distance left."

Lin Xi stroked the cross-section of the broken tree with his palm, and his mental power detected an extremely faint lingering breath, which lasted for at least half a month. To be able to stay for so long, he must be a fighter. He pulled out the broken tree that was mostly stuck in the mud, and finally saw a mark similar to a foot, which was covered in charred black, as if something had burnt the bark in an instant.

Turning over another broken tree, there was a footprint on it, and the long nails left several long marks on the bark.

Comparing the size of the footprints, the fighter who left the footprints should be about 1.9 meters tall. Judging from his aura and the footprints he left, he should be able to control attributes such as fire or lightning...

"Someone has been here?" Abel also noticed this and frowned, "Is it Yingluo's people?"

"No." Lin Xi thought thoughtfully. Brazil, rainforest, using fire or lightning, he seemed to think of a plot character in Street Fighter, but that guy's origin story shouldn't have been completed long ago, and he should have been integrated into human society now...

However, it is also possible that it was left behind by other people. After all, in a world with fighters, there must be many people who are willing to go to the rainforest for adventure.

"Let's go, it shouldn't have anything to do with us." He put aside the random thoughts in his head, stood up straight and said.

Abel responded. He had rested enough and all he had to do next was to reach his destination in one breath.

The two continued on their journey at a very fast speed, and before two o'clock in the afternoon, they had arrived near the camp where Charlie Nash disappeared.

(End of this chapter)