mijobooks Chapter 306
Chapter 306
Chapter 306: The Foundation of Survival
There was a roar of motors, and two dual-motor speedboats appeared in front of everyone.
The so-called speedboat is a very simple tin boat, with one pointed end and the other square. The square end is equipped with two Yamaha motors to provide powerful power to the tin boat.
A man stood steadily on the tail of the tin boat, up and down with the tin boat. “We are from the Lake Chad Tourism Association. Someone asked us to take you to the other side of the lake.” He spoke loudly to the rescue team, not worried about being heard by other people in the village.
“We don’t have visas.” Arnold went up and said.
The man was expressionless and said, “Our guests are all without visas.”
Arnold looked at Chen Ling. Chen Ling nodded, “Get on board!”
Several wooden boards were built horizontally on the tin boat to serve as seats for passengers. Each tin boat can seat ten people, two boats are just enough. There is a small cabin at the front of the ship with orange-red life jackets inside.
There are two blacks on each tin boat, one is in charge of manipulating the motor, and the other is in charge of looking at the direction in front. The four blacks saw the weapons and equipment carried by the rescue team, and only glanced slightly, which seemed to be commonplace.
There is no small risk for night sailing on water without any lighting. If a high-speed tin boat hits branches, rocks, or silted sand, it may capsize and passengers will fall into the water to feed the fish.
Only those who are really familiar with the waterway will set sail at night. According to Arnold’s guess, the two ships known as the Tourism Association must be specialized in smuggling or smuggling.
Chen Ling doesn’t matter. According to the law, the current rescue team is illegal from beginning to end, which is a more serious crime than smuggling or smuggling.
Since we are going to save people from terrorists, don’t worry about that much.
The lake was glowing with a faint moonlight, and the scenery in the distance had already been blurred. Chen Ling felt that the iron boat was moving forward in the mist.
The man in the bow and the man in the stern who control the motor murmured a few words from time to time, but no one spoke, only the roar of the motor, drifting out on the peaceful lake at night, arrogantly announcing the arrival of the tin boat.
It seems that smuggling is no longer smuggling, but struggling; smuggling is no longer smuggling, but open trade.
Chen Ling occasionally turned his head to look at the black man operating the motor, only to see him expressionless, clutching the joystick tightly, and looking forward with full concentration. The man leading the ship looked relaxed, looking around, wondering what he could see in the dark. The wind whispered in Chen Ling’s ears, and he could feel the tin boat turning several times, seeming to go around something, every time he adjusted the direction after the two people had spoken in the bow and stern.
Two tin boats, one after the other, galloping on the dark water…
I don’t know how long it took, the speedboat slowed down, and the sound of the motor suddenly changed from a high-frequency roar to a low-frequency beep.
The two people at the bow and stern talked more frequently, and the iron boat turned east and west into a narrow surface of water, with silt on both sides, and a black patch on it, which should be aquatic plants.
“How long will it take?” Arnold asked the man in the stern.
“We are here.” The man turned the joystick horizontally and the boat turned an almost 90-degree turn into a smaller water surface.
The man carefully controlled the tin boat and leaned on the shore.
Only then did Chen Ling see that there were a few wooden stakes standing on the shore, and a few slabs of stone on the shore. This is an extremely simple dock.
“You can turn on the light, and be careful not to fall into the water.” The man in the bow had already jumped down, standing in the water, pulling the tin boat forward, and tied a thick rope to the stake.
Rescue team members turned on the lighting equipment they carried and disembarked one by one. The reaction force of everyone’s jump will make the boat shake a few times.
“Welcome to Mr. Chen!”
Chen Ling was taken aback. As soon as he landed on the shore, he heard a hoarse voice in the darkness ahead.
“Elder Mahamat?” Chen Ling barely saw a figure walking out of the darkness, dressed exactly the same as Elder Mahamat.
“I’m Musar,” said the figure, “I’ve been waiting for a long time, please come with me.”
When the figure finished speaking, he turned and walked into the darkness.
Chen Ling quickly followed. Moussal seems to have night vision ability, walking very smoothly on the grass with no road, but the rescue team’s people are stumbling and staggering.
After walking for more than ten minutes, there is finally a decent dirt road. There is a small wooden house on the side of the road, which is almost exactly the same as Mahamat’s wooden house.
The figure claiming to be Musar stood still in front of the cabin and said, “Mr. Chen, please come in.” After speaking, he opened the door of the house, and a ray of light came out.
At this time, Chen Ling could see clearly that the furnishings in the room were the same as Mahamat’s. There was an oil lamp on the table, and the jumping flame seemed to go out at any time.
Chen Ling walked into the room without much talking, took out the cloth bag given by Mahamat from the bag and put it on the table.
“I’m moving.” Mousal sat down, and the first sentence was to move.
“Has the lake receded?” Chen Ling knew.
Mousal nodded and said, “The year before last, the tin boat can drive to my house. I plan to move to the place where you disembarked next month.”
“Need help?” Chen Ling asked.
Musal took out two cups from under the table, took out another pot, poured water into the cup, and pushed the cup to Chen Ling.
“There are more than 10,000 people from Mahamat’s tribe and I. Can you help?”
Chen Ling was stunned and asked, “More than 10,000 people moved?”
“We can move by ourselves. But we don’t have a home.” Moussal said, “Violence, hunger, displacement and fear are the grim reality facing Lake Chad. Our tribes are united, relatively better, but worsening year by year. ”
Chen Ling asked: “What do you want me to do?” The real deal negotiation began.
“Find the foundation for our people to survive.” The flames reflected in Musar’s eyes suddenly jumped twice. “Can you do it?”
“What is the foundation of survival?”
“We used to rely on water for draught, but now the lake is getting smaller and smaller, and it will disappear in a few decades; the soak in the lake will one day be looted. We are losing the foundation for survival.” Mousal said in a low tone. .
Chen Ling frowned and said nothing. The foundation of survival mentioned by Mousal is actually the road to poverty alleviation in China. He and the more than 10,000 members of the Mahamat tribe could not find this way, and the deterioration of the environment made their lives more difficult.
This matter is said to be difficult or not to be simple. The key is whether it is willing or not.
“Are the people of your tribe willing to farm? Are they willing to work?” Chen Ling asked. If a person is unwilling to work or farm, then Chen Ling has nothing to do.
“What to grow? Where to work?” Musar sighed. “We are willing to farm and work. Some of our young people went to the city. But, except for fishing and collecting soda, we can’t do anything.”
“There is land, there are mines, and you can survive.” Chen Ling said, “As long as you have enough land, I am willing to help you.”
The flame in Mousal’s eyes jumped a few more times. “We have a lot of land. The more the lake retreats, the more land there is. But we don’t know what to plant.”
Isn’t this land that can be planted and cultivated is the foundation of survival? Chen Ling sighed secretly, these tribes could not go out of the way of their ancestors’ lives, guarding such good natural conditions, worrying about being out of food. In China, shouldn’t this be a land of fish and rice?
“Within five years, I will give you more than 10,000 people a foundation for survival.” Chen Ling looked serious and made his promise.
Moussal looked at Chen Ling for a while, and finally turned his attention to the cloth bag Chen Ling placed on the table.
“Mahamat’s information, the information you said, are all in there.” Moussal opened the cloth bag and said while looking at the fish bones.
Is this fish bone a tape recorder? Such a thought suddenly popped into Chen Ling’s mind.
Mushar began to break the fish bones, and soon the fish bones were broken into pieces.
Chen Ling watched him pour the broken bones from the cloth bag on one hand and put it to his mouth.
Eat fish bones?
Musal picked up the cup, took a sip, poured all the broken bones in his hand into his mouth, chewed indiscriminately, raised the cup again, and poured the broken bones from his jaw into his stomach.
Chen Ling was dumbfounded. Is this an iron-toothed bronze-toothed golden voice that is not afraid of fishbone?