American, Cuba, Guantanamo.

As one of the largest and best-barrier bays in the world, the temperature in Guantanamo is not pleasant at all.

Temperatures up to 35 degrees Celsius and humidity exceeding 90%, at least the residents in the Delta camp will not feel comfortable.

Of course, for Abdul, such an environment can no longer be considered too much trouble. This is normal. For a person who has lived in this area for three years, adapting to the environment has been a long time ago.

A strong whistle came from outside the narrow window, and Abdul knew that this was the movement of the armed helicopter when it took off.

The first time I heard this sound was three years ago.

Strangely, after so long, whenever I think of this, Abdul's nose seemed to smell the long-lost smell of the breeze in his hometown when it rolled up yellow sand, and the sound of the bells of Uncle Tashir's two stupid mules seemed to ring in his ears.

"Ding...ding...ding..."

There is always this kind of stupid rhythm, and my position is always behind these two mules. While struggling to climb over the hillside that seems to never be able to be turned over, I am bored to look at the pockets of the two stupid animals carrying their backs.

Sometimes I don't have a pocket.

They are always changing.

At the beginning, I saw mules for the first time in my memory. Abdul remembered that he was only half of their legs high. He looked up and saw that the mules were often filled with flour. Uncle Tashir was still very young and had a smile on his face all day long. Only when he disappeared halfway and reappeared with a pheasant or a rabbit, Uncle Tashir would stretch his face.

The worst person was lined up with the mules' butts. When he had to stay away from them, the mules often carried buckets with three strange symbols on their backs. Uncle Tashir became much darker. Whenever he turned around and greeted himself, he accidentally saw several symbols on the buckets that were like the iron birds in the sky, his face often became more obvious. At this time, even after finally passing by a stream, he did not dare to skillfully crawl in and find two fat fish.

Finally, on the same day as Uncle Tashir, a sound of "Tata" passed, and he and Uncle Tashir rushed out of the cave quickly. A green iron cow raised a large area of ​​sand and dust, and quickly became smaller along the wide road pressed by the taller iron cow. The noise and chaos filled the entire village. Until the sun set and the village finally calmed down, there were wild wolves on the backs of the two stupid mules that they could never skin, and Uncle Saman and Aunt Khurashan who could never touch their heads.

When the sun rose again, Uncle Tashir, who had nowhere to be seen all night, brought two uncles whom he didn't know. In the following days, the mule's back was replaced with dark and cold weapons and yellow bullets.

There are endless ridges and endless dense forests all day long. However, Uncle Tashir will never stop him from running around the mountains, because everyone is following him, waiting for him to find a natural path through the gaps between big trees and stones, or to pull out the narrow gaps between the thorn walls surrounded by shrubs and thorns.

The moon slowly turned into a hook and slowly became round. After three times, he put on a white robe and his face grew unknowingly. On another morning of breeze, he crawled out of a dense forest and walked back to the mule by himself. He had just climbed up a hillside. A strong whistle suddenly came from behind. Uncle Tashir, who turned his head, suddenly rushed over and pushed himself down hard. A sharp airflow with the sound of Tatata also quickly passed by both sides of him.

The yellow sand in the sky slightly dissipated, and Abdul saw two foolish mules for the last time.

I also saw Uncle Tashir for the last time.

They fell together with him, and the bright red liquid on the ground had been connected into a piece.

Next, Abdul flew into the sky for the first time, wearing a full set of hoods, eye masks, goggles, ear cuffs, and hands tightly clamped together.

Two days later, with this free gift, crossing half of the earth, Abdul came to Guantanamo without trial, prosecution, judgment, and no marginal area of ​​strange creatures like lawyers.

At the beginning, Abdul lived in an open-air iron cage made of steel pipes on the top, and even the toilet was exposed to broad daylight.

This torment lasted for two months. After a series of inspections and shames such as shaving, Abdul finally got a roof and saw the first time running water and an iron bed made of metal.

Since then, Abdul has lived in a single dormitory with about ten square meters of space. There is an iron bed on the left and a small toilet on the right. Behind it is a small window that cannot even penetrate the head. In the room made of barbed wire, there is a Quran in the most conspicuous position, and an arrow pointing to Mecca is marked on the ground.

Finally, four fully armed guards stood outside the door.

For the next three years, eating, sleeping, dazing, letting go, interrogating, and beating, all of which constitute the entire content of Abdul's life.

Until today, this trajectory has suddenly changed.

This morning, two guards approached Abdul, handcuffed and shacked the tenant, and took out the accommodation room.

At first, Abdul thought it was a pre-vention, but found that he quickly left the area where the release was released.

So, Abdul thought this was another new interrogation and was ready to accept assault and torture, but found that he quickly walked through the creepy interrogation room.

Then, Abdul began to pray to the great Allah, thinking that he would soon disappear like some unlucky ghosts in the cell, and from then on, the guards had taken Abdul out of the prison and sent him into a spacious and bright room.

The three old men in uniforms but completely different from the guards had been waiting in the room. After carefully studying Abdul's whole body with the eyes of choosing food for more than ten minutes, the old man standing in the middle said the first sentence in the most authentic Dali language.

"Abdul/Ibn/Abdul/Aziz/Ibn/Abdul/Mr. Rahman, here is a pardon order just issued by the CIA..."

"Put your delusions away! The descendants of the Caliph will never betray their partners!"

The old man's expression was a little awkward, but he quickly adjusted: "Mr. Abdul, it's not an interrogation now, and we are not an agent Cia who is about to be fired. This amnesty order does have conditions, but this time the conditions have nothing to do with your accomplices... no, it has nothing to do with your Caliph's descendants."

Abdul's answer was a sneer.

The old man continued to explain: "Mr. Abdul, the conditions for the CIA's amnesty this time are very simple. You only need to join a team and train a student..."

"Teach you how to massacre my fellow countrymen?"

"No." The old man shook his head seriously, "The training does not involve any military or political content, but is only related to some ability to survive in the wild and some necessary life skills. In addition, the training will not last more than a week at most. After completion, you can use the CIA's limited monitoring, designated by the CIA, or choose a suitable location to spend the rest of your time."

"A suitable place..." Abdul seemed to smell the wind and sand again, "...only my hometown."

The three old men looked at each other for a few seconds, and the old men on both sides nodded slightly.

"Let Cia's complaints and the surveillance of the f-pist, go to hell." The old man in the middle suddenly took a few steps forward, and the Lamb of God held the right hand of the Prophet's Lamb: "Trade! Mr. Abdul."

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Now, after a fourteen-hour long journey, he had transferred to two helicopters, a civil aviation passenger plane, a jet fighter, and an armored vehicle. With the guard of dozens of live ammunition soldiers and four personal guards, Abdul finally stood ten meters away from Wu Qingchen.

Chapter 17 Life Training (Part 2)

"Is this called a life coach?"

Wu Qingchen was really nervous when he looked up and down carefully at the strange team that stopped ten meters away. Such a person was considered a coach, and I really don’t know what amazing content was there for the “life” of the next training.

The content is very simple.

Jiang Fengming explained that the team responsible for paying attention to Wu Qingchen's health noticed that in the past ten days of the Middle Ages, the biggest threat to Wu Qingchen's health was the diet and nutrition in the Middle Ages, and it had reached the level that "must be solved immediately."

The sky will not lose pies by itself. Judging from the current situation, it is unrealistic to rely on Wu Qingchen's family in the Middle Ages to solve the problems of nutrition and diet.

The only way out is to rely on one's own strength and work hard.

The guiding ideology is also very simple: rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to eat the water.

Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, burying on trees, buried in the soil, killing mistakes but not letting go, all of them were put into Wu Qingchen's future menu by the staff.

Wu Qingchen can't eat grass and cannot digest the soil. If he wants to strengthen the food and nutrition in the medieval world, there are only animals and fruit trees in the wild.

However, there is still a small technical problem that needs to be solved here.

According to the existing information and information, combined with Wu Qingchen's description, the staff team has now determined that except for the family's possession and a few pitiful livestock, streams, fish, fruit trees, forests, birds, wild animals in the medieval world... or simply say that almost all things that can be seen with the naked eye are state-owned resources... belong to the lord.

It is obvious that Wu Qingchen's path to strengthening the nutritional level of the medieval world is solidly reflected by a famous saying by the great leader: Fighting with the sky and fighting with the earth and having endless fun with people.

However, no matter what era or world, there will be no wonderful results in violating the law. What's more, Wu Qingchen's current status in the medieval world, his understanding of the medieval world is not suitable for being straightforward and openly confronting the laws of the medieval world territory.

On one hand, there is “a stomach problem that must be solved”, and on the other hand, there are strict territorial laws.

Naturally, the group of "life coaches" that the staff team looked for for Wu Qingchen were all experts who reconciled the contradictions between the two.

A more intuitive description is that it is a first-class person who has mastered all kinds of superb skills in "smuggling, kidnapping, illegal and criminal activities".

In the following time, guided by these top criminal industry personnel and defended by dozens of fully armed soldiers, Wu Qingchen wore a bulletproof vest, a riot helmet on his head, and tactical shoes, and began to learn "life skills".

The first one to take action was the costume hero carrying a longbow, a resident of the Primitive Forest. He spent millions of cases in more than a dozen cities and districts in two provinces to capture the Changbai Mountain poaching expert who was brought to justice.

From the natural enemies of this country's first, second and third-level protected animals, Wu Qingchen learned the advanced technology of discovering the infestation areas of wild animals from details such as soil, branches, feces, etc., and then used branches, vines, and even stone soil to arrange traps.

The second person dispatched was to fight in war-torn areas in Asia, Africa and Latin America, and was proficient in lurking and hiding, and could pass through the red faces of foreign mercenaries without any swamps, rainforests, deserts and Gobi.

From this cockroach with strong vitality, Wu Qingchen learned the wild survival techniques such as creating disguise, distinguishing poisonous mushrooms, repelling mosquitoes and ants from leaves, and quickly climbing trees to take refuge.

The prisoners who were dispatched again were wearing iron chains and iron balls on their feet, which directly led to dozens of accomplices of fresh American widows, the guide of the Afghan Resistance Organization who had just been "accidentally escaped from prison" by the CIA.

From this terrorist with a firm belief, Wu Qingchen learned various incredible guerrilla tactics such as climbing cliffs, finding ways in dense forests, distinguishing directions based on the position of the sun, observing the shape of branches to find water sources, and so on.

These trainings took considerable time, from 10 am to 6 pm, and a full eight hours passed.

At this time, Wu Qingchen also fully understood why today's training would be replaced in the wilderness.

There is only a small part of the skills of the "life coaches" that can only talk about theory, and most of the other training content must be practiced in person and practiced repeatedly.

So, he drilled into the woods, climbed hillsides, flipped stones, dug dredged fish, snailed rabbits with bare hands, arranged traps, drove away mosquitoes and ants, and his bones almost dissipated. Wu Qingchen finally basically understood the various techniques trained by the coaches.

As for real mastery, I think I have to wait until I enter the medieval world and practice more carefully.

The sky slowly began to darken, and the training also had two equally important items.

The first item just fits the weather at this time. As the training just began, Wu Qingchen immediately vaguely understood the direct reason why the coach changed his job and became a welfare person.

This gentleman's previous job is relatively alternative. If the work location is a house, the work content is to carry items. The characteristics of the items are high value, light weight, and never return it. If the work location is a vehicle, the work content is to check the safety. The inspected pockets often become extremely safe, that is, they are completely empty.

So, it was probably one time when he didn't work very successfully. The gentleman met a host who didn't like to be moved for free or a passenger who didn't cooperate with safety inspections, and then paid the price of ten fingers.

In the next two hours, under the guidance of this enthusiastic person, Wu Qingchen learned to get up silently, open the door tiptoe, walk sneakily, and also learn to bury footprints that were stepped on without permission, choose suitable items to wipe out the oil stains of eating meat, completely destroy the evidence of fishing and poaching in the fastest and most urgent way, and so on.

In short, after these two hours of training, Wu Qingchen firmly believed that the rookie police officers and indigenous villagers who had never seen anything in the world in the Middle Ages will never be able to see through these sophisticated techniques. After generations of thieves' elites have been continuously improved and undergoing countless cameras and security tests, they finally formed.

Another great man said it well, science and technology are the primary productive forces. Although it is not science, it is still technology. The thief technology that has been ahead of several eras is destined to defeat the anti-theft system in the Middle Ages.

After ending another anti-social and anti-legal subject, Wu Qingchen welcomed the last life training content.

It was not until this time that Wu Qingchen lasted for half a day of life training that he finally welcomed a coach who belonged to the category of goodness.

Li Dezheng, 53 years old, from Henan, a national special chef. He has served as the chef of many star hotels in Beijing, Shanghai, Tianjin, etc. He is specialized in Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Western cuisine, and pastries.

And picnic.

The most urgent skill that the subject of this astronomical event needs to master at present.

Another two hours have passed, and Wu Qingchen's initial skills have been mastered by more than ones, including extracting salt from stones, leaves, and grass roots; using aquatic plants, wheat husks, and wild tubers to season; building a fire that does not smoke, using fruit scoops to heat the water, quickly treat prey, selecting the most delicious and nutritious parts, etc.

At this point, at 10 o'clock in the evening, Wu Qingchen's life skills training was basically over.

At this time, Wu Qingchen's muscles were extremely sore, and his clothes inside and outside were covered with sweat, which was basically the same as when the training ended the day before.

But the mood is completely different.

It was completely different from the nervousness that he was about to go to a strange world alone at that time. Now Wu Qingchen's life in the medieval world has been initially stable, and he has learned countless targeted skills in time. Wu Qingchen's mood is much better.

This better mood also benefits from other aspects.

Just now he was brought to Beijing by the thunderous state and knew nothing about the future and was confused, Wu Qingchen was quite panicked and extremely pessimistic.

Now, after ten days of buffering in the Middle Ages and returning to the Earth world, Wu Qingchen has not encountered house arrest or other malicious treatment he was worried about when he was thinking about it. Wu Qingchen even vaguely felt that compared with the day before, the people who are now responsible for direct contact with him, whether officials, soldiers, or training personnel, are much more friendly, and some people even vaguely bring a little respect.

For Wu Qingchen, who is easy to satisfy, these have enough reasons to change into a better mood.
Chapter completed!