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    The first time he went out of the mountain, Hong Tao rode a horse and planned to visit Urumqi, 500 kilometers away.  But I ran back after a few days, no, riding a tall horse does not need to walk by myself, it is comfortable, but it is too dangerous.

    As soon as he walked along the road in the old world to the vicinity of Kuitun, he was stopped by a group of soldiers in black clothes patrolling in armored vehicles.  He wanted to rob the horse and search the body without saying a few words, so he must be said to be a suspected rebel.

    How can this be done? Hong Tao didn't talk nonsense. Taking advantage of the disobedient horse kicking, he pulled out the paratrooper knife from his boots.  He made a small blood-spitting gash, then threw a grenade into the roof of the armored vehicle, got on his horse and ran away.

    After going out of the mountain this time, Hong Tao probably had some insights. Now that the world has changed and the rules have changed, he must change accordingly.

    What changed?  The first is to dress up.  The US military training uniforms found in the embassy must not be worn outside, it is too eye-catching, let alone the soldiers are suspicious, and the refugees who see the tattered clothes on the road also secretly stare with surprised eyes.

    If you want to avoid being suspicious at a glance, you have to blend in with them. The easiest person to pretend to be is a refugee.  I don't have the tattered clothes that meet the requirements, but the Crimean does.  He wears that sheepskin jacket all year round, and it is so dirty that you can't tell its color.

    Not to mention, let him also make himself a double body, no matter fishing, logging, working, or cooking, he is covered outside, and he has to smear the oil on his hands after eating mutton.  In less than a month, hey, look again, I am also a herdsman!

    The big cloaks used by the refugees to keep out the cold and wind are easier to handle. Find a windbreaker from your closet, and sew all kinds of rags up, and it will be complete when it is full.  Not to mention, this thing is really good at keeping out the wind and cold, but it is a little heavy.

    The inside is my own clothes, the outer layer is a camouflage uniform and a tactical vest, and the outer layer is a ripped leather jacket and ripped leather pants. Two pieces of leather are sewn on the marine boots, which is regarded as a patch.  build¡­¡­

    Seems to be almost meaningless, what is wrong, Hong Tao took a careful look in the mirror, um, it was the eyes and face, which were too easy to be remembered.

    This is easy to handle, a pair of sunglasses If it is not practical, then a pair of snow goggles, which cover even the eyes and half of the face.  Hehe, even if Chuqiu is here, I still won't recognize him!

    Is clothing enough?  Of course not, the nonsense must be complete, and the acting must also be complete.  Dress like a nomad and talk like one.  This is not difficult. After four years of getting along with Crimea, even if I have not fully learned their language, it is still no problem to imitate his accent.

    Now that you have a costume, a similar language, and a name that matches your identity, what is it called?  At the beginning, he told Kerim that his name was Avanti, but this title was not a name at all, but a respectful title for educated people, so he had to choose a name more like Kazakh or Kirgiz.

    So the Kirgiz herdsmen of Ilbires Bahati appeared at the checkpoint of the Kuitun garrison on bicycles in the late summer and early autumn of 2027.

    Yilebiresi means snow leopard in Kirgiz language, and it is also the name of the son of Crimea.  Bahati is the surname of Crimea, a friend of wine and meat, he should have no objection to borrowing the surname.

    This time it was much better. Facing an unlucky herdsman who couldn't even speak Chinese well and smelled like sheep, the soldiers were more interested in the mutton on the back of the bicycle.  So Hong Tao was unlucky again, before the mutton he brought was exchanged, a large piece was taken away for nothing.

    People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Anyway, Hong Tao didn't plan to make a fortune by selling meat, so he just took it, and if he took it, he couldn't make trouble anymore.  In the end, he was wrong, and the trouble had just begun. Before he reached the garrison camp, he was stopped again in the refugee area.

    This time they were not soldiers, but refugees like him, or the ruling class among the refugees.  These seven or eight people monopolized the labor market in Kuitun, receiving all kinds of temporary jobs from the garrison, and selling them to refugees who needed jobs.

    Don¡¯t be afraid if you don¡¯t have money to buy. If you owe money, you go to work first. When paying wages, the logistics officials of the Redeemer will give them food as a lump-sum payment according to the workload and number of people, and then they will send it out according to the number of people.

    At this time, the arrears can be repaid, just like those in the old world who used their positions, contacts, and capital to award contracts and pick skins layer by layer, and obtained extra profits by squeezing the refugees.

    If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it, so don't even try to find a job.  The logistics officials will not ask the refugees one by one how much their wages are, and they are too lazy to manage, and they will not talk to individual refugees at all.

    The most important thing is that the logistics officer is also the contracting party. He first peels off a layer of skin before subcontracting the lucrative work to those who have more control among the refugees, and then subcontracting.  Actually they are a gang?Yes, who are you going to reason with.

    These people rely on the officials of the Redeemer, and at the same time use their work to control many refugees. What is this called in the old world?  That's right, what is the name of a gang with a hesitating nature at this time?

    It doesn't matter, it can be called anything.  There are two groups of people here in Kuitun, one group controls the handling work at the freight station, and the other group controls the temporary workers in the refinery.  The former is called Boss Gao, but he is actually not alone, but a group of people, the leader of whom is named Gao.  The latter is called Kurbanjiang, and his subordinates are all ethnic minorities.

    These people may have been quick-witted and courageous refugees at the beginning, and they got together in order to get together to earn more food.  But he was not satisfied with just drinking the blood of the temporary workers, and became the overlord of the refugee ghetto, and he had to bully the market and dominate the market.

    The refugees do not all rely on temporary workers to make ends meet. The main reason is that there are less meat and more wolves, and there are not so many jobs.  Many refugees grouped together and went in small groups to search for items from the old world outside the human-occupied area.  If you find what you need in the Redeemer base, you can get it back in exchange for food, medicine, weapons and ammunition. They are called gold diggers.

    But in fact, gold diggers also have to be skinned, and it is achieved through Gao Boss and Kurbanjiang, but the interests involved in the latter may not only be the logistics officials of the Redeemer, but also the local garrison and supervisors.  Ascetic monks who enforce the law are also involved.

    Anyway, the gold diggers exchanged items, except for bartering with each other, if they wanted to sell them to the base, they could only sell them to the shops opened by Gao Boss and Kurbanjiang.  Prices will be given for long-term purchased items and temporarily added items by the Penance Order, and will be posted at the entrance of the base purchase point.

    However, very few people can go to the purchase point to sell goods, and they are stopped as soon as they pass by the refugee settlement, and they have to let you sell at a lower price.  Sell ??it or not, it's just a loss if you sell it.  If you don't sell it, if you dare to leave the sight of the sentry, no one can guarantee your personal safety.

    In fact, the sentry is not a good thing, and many of them were bought by these two groups, and they were beaten and robbed in front of them, and they had no right to see it.  In this environment, the vast majority of refugees have chosen to submit.

    Hong Tao was stopped by Boss Gao's people, and he knew what was going on after a few words, and then he gave in, obediently selling the meat according to the price they gave.

    What is this called?  The ancients gave several good-sounding adjectives, such as a man who knows current affairs is a hero, another example is that a hero does not suffer from immediate losses, and there is no need to worry about no firewood to keep the green hills.  Anyway, it sounds quite philosophical, so less and less people dare to resist, and the exploitation becomes more and more severe.

    When you don't want to know the current affairs, you can't afford the loss in front of you, you can't keep the green hills, and you find out that you are surrounded by very tolerant philosophers. Whoever resists will become a different kind. Not only will you be attacked by the enemy,  It will also be ridiculed by philosophers who are also victims.

    Hong Tao is not a philosopher, and he is very narrow-minded. He doesn't even understand the truth that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.  You are at a disadvantage during the day, Cheng, you have a lot of people, and there are sentries with guns, we can't beat them.  It doesn't matter, it will be dark sooner or later, and I have weapons too!

    Holding the shopping coupons exchanged for mutton, he left from the main road through the sentry, but did not go far. He returned to the place where the weapons were hidden, ate something, and then covered himself with a cloak and stared for a few hours.  As soon as it got dark, Hong Tao, who was fully armed, came back again.

    It must be difficult for people to sneak into the garrison base unknowingly, but it should not be too easy to enter the ruins of cities where refugees live.  The sentinels and bunkers are on the main road. Equipped with night vision goggles, he won't even be alarmed by a weasel, so he touched Boss Gao's shop according to the point he stepped on during the day.
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