There was originally only a small dirt path in the mountains and forests, but after the joint efforts of forklifts, excavators and loggers, it turned into a 5-meter-wide avenue.

This road was originally built along the gentle slope of the mountain to this low mountain in Heli Mountain, but the construction team that was originally planned to arrive on the flat ground on the mountainside at night encountered an accident.

A group of Indians wearing T-shirts and long black hair rushed out of the mountains and blocked them in a large number of Indian languages ​​and a small amount of English.

The leader of the construction team, Bieber, came up to argue with these people. He thought that he had legally compliantly accepted the official order and came here. As long as he knew it with emotion and reason, he fooled these not-so-smart Indian natives to find the official to compensate.

, you can continue to work up the mountain.

Unexpectedly, this matter was more difficult than he expected. After a few words of conversation, an excited old man snatched the official document Bieber showed and tore it to pieces after listening to the young man's translation.

They almost fought with the indigenous people, and several old guys pulled out double-barrel hunting rifles from the driving seat of the construction vehicle.

Bieber was afraid that things would be more delayed, and he was afraid that the brothers in the team who had been with him for so long had to go in because of this, and persuaded them to persuade them to continue to do theories with these Indian natives, but their words were not as good as they were at the beginning.

good.

After all, those who were doing engineering at this time were not inferior to those of small gangs, and they would not be lenient when they started.

It really delays their money. At that time, they will not frown if they beat dozens of natives who blocked the road to death and buried them in the cement. Unless these Indian natives have women and children at home, this will be difficult to deal with.

"We are all allowed by the government. Take all of you out of here quickly. If we delay our money, my brothers will not be polite!"

After entering the modern world, there were close communications. Even the secluded Indians had studied in the city. Even if they had no education, they at least knew the hunting rifles.

The young Indians knew the power of guns, and hesitated to look at the excited elder beside him and said in the words of the Indians: "Elder, they said that if we don't let go, we will drive us away.

Otherwise, we still..."

"Get out! Let them get out of here!"

Before the young man could finish his words, the Indian elder, with wrinkles on his face, waved his thin fists and shouted at the fat and strong Bieber.

"This is the land we have guarded for generations, and only here you cannot trample on it! Unless you step over my body, the wrath of God will make the earth burn!

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Most of the middle-aged Indians who followed around them in the language of the Indians kept cursing at the Bieber's engineering team. Although Bieber and the others couldn't understand, they also knew that these Indians were cursing.

"Fake!"

Bieber took off his safety helmet and scratched his scalp. His face and neck, which were fattened by eating high-calorie foods, turned red and green due to frustration.

These people are stuck here, and their construction team cannot get up, and their wages may be lost. Even if the benefits are improved, America is still the same as America. If you don’t complete the work within the specified time, you will not only have no money, but you will also have to pay a lot of money.

Penalty damages.

This construction team is not all his. The brothers in the team all have shares, and the money is just one dollar.

He might not be able to solve the problem alone. Bieber immediately wanted to give up civilized solutions. He looked at the thirty-odd Indians and in the end, and asked the boy who could speak English: "I'll talk about it in the end.

Once, if you don’t get out of the way, we will take action!”

When he said this, he deliberately pressed the radio and let his words pass to all the brothers who were waiting in the car behind him.

After hearing this, a group of workers in the car behind him returned to the car to take out the hunting rifle or bolt-action rifle. It is unlikely that the fire will be exchanged, but it must be used to prevent cold arrows.

If the Indians had taken action first, they had reason to fight back.

This tense state really scared the young Indians who had been to big cities. He didn't have the courage to stand in front of the red necks with an average height of 1.7 meters and an average weight of 180 kilograms.

He reached out to pull the stubborn elder, and his tone was quick and persuaded the elder to leave.

But this was in vain. The elder did not leave, but wanted to rush forward and whipped Bieber's fat face with the stick in his left hand. The young man's face changed drastically.

The stick that almost hit the nose made Bieber retreat repeatedly, and he straightened his feet and put on a slightly crooked safety helmet again. His expression was extremely difficult to see, "Damn native!"

Now there was no need to talk about it. He pointed his fingers at the Indians who refused to retreat after these deaths. He turned around and climbed onto the forklift.

He patted the coworkers who had been impatient in the driver's seat and said, "Driving! I think they dare to stop them!"

The workers who were eager to make money did not hesitate and started the forklift and started moving forward.

As the construction vehicles advanced again, the Indians screamed louder, and the red necks were not able to understand, just like they were like a group of monkeys screaming.

The forklift approached the Indian elders and the Indians in front little by little. These Indians did not stay in place and were hit. They grabbed the wooden sticks and stones, jumped onto the bucket, stretched their arms and smashed the shovel.

The driving window of the car.

Peng Peng Peng!

winter!

The shocked Bieber's safety helmet was smashed by stone, and then the stones hit him one after another, making him scream in pain.

Anger filled his heart. Bieber covered his cheek with his elbow and shouted at the intercom, "Brothers, beat these bitch-raising things, don't put too heavy hands, delay making money!"

Now, the convoy stopped, and more than 200 strong men with red necks rushed towards only more than 30 Indians with sacks and ropes.

The young Indians were afraid of being beaten and left. The remaining Indians were not only not afraid, but instead rushed forward and took out their knives.

As soon as the two sides started to fight, they were in a mess. Many red necks couldn't see the scene clearly. Their bodies were scratched by a knife and blood was flowing down.

In the end, the construction site battle was slightly injured by more than a dozen people with red necks, and all Indian natives were tied up.

"Mom messed with Farke!" During the melee, Bieber was also knocked on his helmet. He took off his helmet and saw a crack in the solid safety helmet. These Indians were really trying to kill people.

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Many brothers were also scratched or stabbed by knives. Fortunately, they were all good at fighting on construction sites. In addition, there were too many people to help, but the injured brothers could not do too heavy work. Overall,

, This conflict still delayed the construction period.

"The injured brother gets in the car and continues to go up the mountain!"

The convoy began to climb the mountain along the path, and the trees that had been decades old were ruthlessly cut down and pushed down.

The Indians who were thrown on the roadside were still scolding the invaders. After their hands and feet were tied up, they could do nothing but curse.

The rednecks couldn't understand what these Indians were saying. The more fiercely they scolded, the more they were happy, and ruthlessly laughed at these Indians who were overestimating their abilities.

The convoy soon arrived at the pre-determined location, and they cut down trees even more violently. They could resell these wood to wood processing plants. 60% of the profits from the sold wood will be used to offset some of the labor costs of the engineering team, and the other 40%

Additional income belonging to the engineering team.

The leader Bieber had contacted a nearby wood processing factory early. After the wood was piled together, the truck would come to transport the wood away and immediately get some of the project payments and extra money, which is why he had to complete it.

One of the reasons for this project.

The whole forest can be sold for a lot of money. If you raise the price with the owner of the timber factory, you may get more money. If you deduct some of the regulatory authorities, you will definitely not know that it will be another income!

More than two hundred people climbed to the top of the mountain and set up camp on a relatively flat terrain. Dozens of people took chainsaws and axes to log in. Bieber took the technician to survey the terrain near the forest and confirmed that those places could be used.

A garbage thrown.

This short mountain is just a relatively large flat land on the gentle slope. Because it is protruding more than the surrounding area and there is a lake near the flat land, it is selected as a freight transit station.

In the future, a small town will be established here, which will be responsible for the rest and supply points for internal transportation in the United States.

As Bieber led his men to search nearby, they followed the path that the Indians stepped out, and saw a wooden house...

"What is this? The broken Indian house? It's for this?"

"Is there anyone inside?"

"Whose house is so broken!" Lan

"Will there be any Indian treasures inside?"

"No way?"

Several of the exploration workers looked at this wooden house with a sense of age and found it very strange. They gave an outrageous but faint possibility in just a few words.

Could it be that those Indians are just stopping them from entering this wooden house?

Even Bieber was itchy and wanted to know what was in this wooden house.

After weighing the shotgun he brought out, the courage came up suddenly and greeted, "Go and go and have a look."

Although the wooden house looked dilapidated, the wooden boards were cracked, and the doors and windows were closed, they still knocked on the wooden door hard to be on the safe side.

Dongdong...Peng!

After knocking twice, the wooden door collapsed, and the dusty lake raised their faces.

"Ahem...I just said there is no one in this broken room!"

"Uh, stop talking, look inside!"

Although there was no one in the house, there were very old and primitive oil lamps in the house. The tiny wicks lit up a faint light, illuminating a corner of the wooden house.

The neatly arranged skulls had hollow eye sockets facing the falling wooden door. There seemed to be resin bonding between the skulls, and there was no collapse due to the vibration of the wooden door smashing the ground.

Several people were frightened by the human skulls built inside, and turned around and screamed and ran back to the construction site.

Not long after, dozens of people came to the wooden house and then they had the courage to enter the wooden house.

After entering the wooden house, the walls were covered with various shapes of skeletons, which were even more terrifying. They did not dare to destroy the scene, and all retreated and cursed at the Indians.

Although they fought and were malicious in business competition, they were not so cruel that they wanted to kill people. They even placed the bones of the corpse in a strange way to sacrifice!

Bieber and others soon came to the gentle slope to find the Indians who were left behind, but when they returned to the gentle slope, only the untied rope was left in the spot and all the people ran away.

Unfortunately, the engineering team had to call the police and asked the police to come to this mountain valley to deal with the matter, and they continued to work.

After the engineering team went up the mountain in the morning, they worked until the evening. There was no entertainment here. A group of big men just had some barbecue, drank wine, bragging, or listening to the radio station at night.

No one mentioned those Indian affairs again in the busy and exhausted day.

The coworkers grab food between the set tents, or go to the lake to wash away the fatigue of the day.

After eating and drinking, most people went to rest, but a small number of people were still awake and vigil because they wanted to prevent the Indians from attacking the camp at night.

The fleeing Indians did think about attacking the camp, but the young man who was the first to escape returned to the tribe and persuaded women and children, as well as the elders of the tribe.

In the end, instead of fighting with the whites directly, they launched an ancient ritual!

Hulala!

The grave was dug up, and the zombies covered with soil stood up from the filthy soil, one after another, and six hundred zombies crawled out of the flat ground, some of which were big and small, and some were not even humans.

The Indian elders hid in the trees and threw stones from afar, guiding these uncontrolled zombies toward the construction team camp at a very slow speed.

The rotten appearance and immortal characteristics made their reputation in the past barbarian invasion war, which scared the invaders so much that they dared not invade.

When the elders were young, they saw these white-skinned pigs being bitten and killed by zombies until they ran away in a panic. The zombies that were sealed for many years were unearthed again. They believe that this time the zombies can still drive these invaders out of the holy land.

With the help of the night, a large wave of zombies walked towards the construction team's camp.

There were lights in the camp, but not much, and more were fires lit with wood made from local materials.

Three or four people gathered next to eight fires in different directions, chatting boredly. They all had their own shotguns or old-fashioned bolt-action rifles on their hands.

Even if you don’t have a gun at hand, you must have a revolver on your waist.

"Actually, my wife called me a few days ago and she gave birth to a son for me... I have to go back and take a look after this order."

"Water? Haven't you been home for almost two years? Where did you come from your son?"

"That's why I'm going back and checking out."

"No, Johnny, don't do stupid things. After finishing this order, go to Las Vegas with your brothers to watch striptease. We have money! There is no need to go to prison for that bitch!"

"Wait, there seems to be a sound..."

Several people were chatting in the fire near the east side, and suddenly they heard a large number of footsteps, light or heavy, coming from the dark woods.

In order to prevent Indian attacks, their camps tried to shrink into a circle as much as possible, with machines on the periphery, and mobile toilets were next to them, so the things in the woods could not be their own people.

Listening to the movement slowly, it doesn't look like a wild beast.

"Take a flashlight to watch."

The oldest bearded man among the three raised his chin slightly and grabbed the hunting rifle at his hand.
Chapter completed!