Chapter 1050 Old Jiefang Truck and Railway Bridge (ask for double monthly tickets)
“This old guy is at least more than 40 years old, right?”
Jack is on the bumpy hood of Old Jiefang He patted it, and his fingers seemed to inadvertently wipe on the line of faded traditional Chinese characters on the side, which read "First Automobile Manufacturing Plant".
The word "Liberation" on the front of the car that should have been red is almost unrecognizable.
(Photo and schematic diagram of an old Jiefang truck that has been restored in China)
"Even if I die, my old buddy can still keep running." Old Muto snorted, opened the door and prepared to get in the car.
"Detective Bolino, maybe we can change seats." Jack stopped the black police detective who was about to get into the passenger seat and motioned for him to get into the Hummer coming from his side.
Detective Bolino had a half-smile expression on his face, as if he was laughing at this young American who had no hard time to eat.
“This car is not as comfortable to sit in as your car.”
Jack smiled back at him, “I know, but as a person who came to Africa for the first time, I am not familiar with it. Everything here is full of curiosity, and that location just allows me to appreciate the beauty of Africa from a better angle.”
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The scenery along the way is really good, and once again breaks everyone’s stereotype of Africa.
The first thing is the temperature. This was felt by everyone in the wanted criminal group when they got off the plane. The place was not hot and could even be said to be quite comfortable.
You must know that it is February now, and their current location is in the southern hemisphere and not too far from the equator. However, in addition to the sunshine, when the wind blows into the car window, it can make people feel... Feeling noticeably cooler.
This is because Tanzania's terrain is high in the northwest and low in the southeast. Only a small strip of land on the southeast coast with low terrain and an altitude of less than 200 meters has a serious tropical climate.
Arusha, where Jack and the others are currently located, is located on a plateau with an altitude of more than 1,000 meters. To the north is the Kilimanjaro Snow Mountain and to the northwest is the famous Serengeti prairie. There are an endless stream of people coming from all year round. Tourists from all over the world.
Although everyone had a mouthful of dust when they came because the local roads were too bad, and they would inevitably continue to endure the bumps and dust when they hit the road again. However, if you ignore this and look into the distance, you will catch a glimpse of something along the way. The whole area is green.
Cheetahs, wildebeests, zebras, giraffes, African elephants, all kinds of African animals that Jack had seen in "Animal World" in his previous life were wandering leisurely in their respective territories.
If there is a paradise in Africa, it should be Tanzania, which accounts for 6.5% of the land area and is bordered by three major world lakes.
To the north is Lake Victoria, the largest freshwater lake in Africa and one of the sources of the famous Nile River.
There are two large lakes in the west, Lake Tanganyika, the second deepest lake in the world after Lake Baikal, and Lake Malawi, the third largest lake in Africa.
Wherever there is a lake, there is naturally a river, and where there are rivers, there is naturally no shortage of forests and vegetation. Therefore, nearly half of Tanzania's land is covered by forests, and the rest is land and grasslands suitable for farming.
Countless animals migrate and multiply in Africa with the dry and rainy seasons, but in fact many of them never leave Tanzania.
The only reason why this country is as poor as it is now is that there is no continuous civilization on this land.
Hundreds of years of colonial history have failed to bring the so-called civilization here as some people claim. Arabs, Germans, British, and various white-skinned colonists have colonized this land. They came up and left, leaving nothing behind except brainwashing religion.
Jack was surprised by the sobriety of the old black man named Old Muto in front of him, and even more surprised by the fact that he could hear such profound self-analysis from his mouth.
As for why the old black man said this to Jack, when an American can speak fluent Chinese and casually recite a quotation written in the red book in the car, his skin color seems to It's not that important anymore.
The son of a chief of a vanished tribe, a second-generation railway worker on the Tanzania-Zambia Railway, and an old officer who received formal military training in Shijiazhuang. After listening to the old man telling his story, Jack felt that he was no longer so surprised.
Although Old Muto was still a little wary of someone's FBI identity, he gradually let down his guard after learning that the purpose of their trip was to find missing tourists.
"It's not as chaotic as the outside world imagines, at least in this country. Although there are occasionally some bastards who sneak into the country, they are just like the wildebeests that migrate here. They regard this place as a place to rest and rest. "
Old Muto said, patting the truck fender behind him and shouting twice. The young black people in the car cheered and started shouting in local dialect after a burst of laughter. Song.
“We have a disciplined army to maintain the stability of this country and ensure that it will not be divided due to religion or interference from external forces.”
“Then who do you think created it? "Are you responsible for this kidnapping?" Jack responded with a smile and asked his question amidst the slightly wild singing voice in the car behind him.
Old Muto smiled back at him, showing his white teeth, "I don't know, that's your job.
But I can assure you that if there are any guerrillas or armed organizations from surrounding forces sneaking in here, I will definitely get the news in advance.
My people and I will fully assist you and your people. The tourists who come here every year are very important to Arusha and even this country. We don't want this place to have a bad reputation. ”
After nearly two hours of bumps, a rusty railway bridge that looked like it might collapse at any time appeared in front of everyone.
Old Muto stopped the car and patted it hard. Knocking on the car door, the militiamen who had been happily and noisy just now, like a group of students on a spring outing, suddenly fell silent.
When the two got out of the car, these young black guys had quickly got out of the car and finished next to the car.
Jack noticed that their formation was not just about standing in order. Except for the first leader on the right who was older and looked like a squad leader, the others were arranged from right to left and from tall to short.
That is to say, this group of militiamen can not only distinguish left and right, but also remember who the person standing next to them should be. This does not sound difficult, but you must know that this is Africa, with more than 6 A land where the adult population is illiterate.
“Now I know why you want to open the way ahead.” Hannah complained and dusted herself off, and her bright blond hair also dimmed a lot.
The two Hummers they were riding in were eating dust all the way behind Lao Jiefang. At this time, even the vehicle and the people in the vehicle looked shabby.
“This is the area where the train must slow down when passing by.” Detective Bolino also took off the beret on his head, patted it hard twice before putting it back on, and squinted at the building. A railway bridge that can be called a dangerous bridge.
It was already afternoon, and the sun had reached the west, facing the direction everyone came from. The height of the bridge was about seven or eight meters from the valley floor where they were now.
Only when everyone got closer did they notice that this railway bridge had been repaired to some extent. Although it was a minor repair, it was not as fragile as it looked on the outside.
"Maybe we should go up and have a look."
Aubrey simulated the scene in his mind, "The train must have started to slow down very far away, and as it approached The speed will slow down to the slowest when crossing the railway bridge, so the best place to get off is"
Following the direction of his finger, everyone's eyes fell on the south side of the railway bridge.
(End of this chapter)