Forester

()(First of all, thanks to sjnzh12, Flame Dragon Blade, Drowned Fish 123, and the Sexy Immortal for their support in the past two days, especially thanks to sjnzh12 for becoming the first leader of "Forest Man",

Qiu Sheng is extremely grateful. To express his gratitude and to respond to the leader’s call for updates, Qiu Sheng will try his best to complete four updates today.)

After successfully entering the town, Mu Yan was surprised to see that the ground everywhere he could see was covered with thick cement slabs. However, in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the herdsmen around him, Mu Yan did not dare to say anything and could only think to himself:

Not long ago, this place was probably overgrown with weeds. In order to prevent the weeds from growing back, people not only eradicated all the grass and trees, but also laid thick cement boards on the ground.

There was no trace, just a white concrete floor.

The street was quiet, and the houses and shops on both sides were closed. Mu Yan had no choice but to find a place to make a phone call. He had no choice but to follow the herdsmen and continue walking along the street. After a while, a

A small square with contiguous military tents appeared in Mu Yan's field of vision, and a crowd of people could be vaguely seen in it.

"Thank you, friend. You can go back to your tent and rest first, and we can just drive the sheep over."

The herdsmen who were traveling with him all thought that Mu Yan also lived in the square tent area, so when they passed by, one of them said something kindly.

"Okay, I'll go first, thank you for your hard work."

Mu Yan remained silent, waved his hands and laughed.

After watching the herdsmen driving their sheep away, Mu Yan glanced at the tent area not far away and then quietly walked away.

Mu Yan was a wanted criminal and frequently moved around the crowd. Even if his appearance changed drastically, it would most likely arouse suspicion and expose his identity, so he could not go in and had to leave.

Walking back along the street, turning right at the previous intersection and continuing for a few hundred meters, Mu Yan finally saw the door of a shop open.

Mu Yan was overjoyed and walked over quickly.

"Old man, do you have a phone here? I want to make a call."

The shop was empty, without any merchandise.

The shopkeeper was a local old man. Mu Yan respectfully stepped forward, put his palms together in greeting, and asked.

"Call? I couldn't call you many days ago."

The old man looked at Mu Yan, shook his head and said.

"Then do you have a computer here? Let me use it. I'll just send you an email."

Mu Yan then asked.

"Young man, don't you know? Not only are the phone lines out of reach, but the Internet is also down and there's a power outage. The government officials also said that servers, signal towers, and optical cables have all been destroyed and can't be used."

Seeing Mu Yan asking questions, the old man said blankly.

"Oh, I just came from the pastoral area and haven't heard about this yet. Thank you, old man."

Mu Yan smiled awkwardly.

"Old man, I would like to ask again, is there a shuttle bus from the city to Rikha City? I don't know anyone here, so I have to go there to seek refuge with relatives."

After a pause, Mu Yan asked again.

"The road is not easy to walk, and the shuttle buses have stopped. If you want to go to Riqa City, you can only take the government's car or the army's car. Go to the tent area in front to register your identity, and someone will arrange for you to leave."

The old man replied enthusiastically.

"Thank you, old man. I'll be there right away."

After hearing this, Mu Yan put his palms together in greeting, said goodbye and left the shop.

The phone couldn't get through, and the Internet couldn't connect. Mu Yan had no way to contact his family far away, so he had to rush back to verify. But with his current status, it was absolutely impossible to hitchhike to the tent area, so he had to find another way.

It would be great if we could get horses at this time!

Mu Yan remembered the direction in which the herdsmen were driving their sheep, and there seemed to be horses there, so he ran back.

When passing the tent area, Mu Yan stopped and his eyes couldn't help but look at the bulletin board by the roadside. On the bulletin board was the latest A-level wanted order issued by the Ministry of Public Security. Attached to the wanted order was a photo of Mu Yan.

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Mu Yan walked forward and couldn't help but laugh in surprise when he saw that he was called a demonic terrorist on the wanted notice.

"A reward of 100 million yuan was offered to capture me. You really think highly of me."

Seeing the unprecedented reward amount above, Mu Yan sneered contemptuously.

"The photo is still from last year. It seems that the authorities still don't know my current situation, so they are giving me an advantage. It will be difficult to catch me based on this photo alone."

"Qiao Ping, the only one who has ever seen me, is going crazy now. He won't be able to recover for a while. I hope he won't betray me when he wakes up."

Seeing that the Ministry of Public Security's wanted poster still used his middle-aged photo, Mu Yan smiled slightly.

Mu Yan continued to move forward, and after a while, he came to the outside of the sheepfold where the herdsmen's livestock were kept.

"There are a lot of horses, but how to get them?"

Looking at the continuous sheep pens with dozens of fine horses, Mu Yan muttered to himself.

Just as Mu Yan was standing outside hesitating, a person walked over to him.

"Friend, come with us to go out to herd."

The man walked up to Mu Yan, looked up and down carefully, and then asked.

"Are you going out on horseback?"

Seeing the visitor taking the initiative to invite, Mu Yan was stunned for a while and asked curiously.

"Of course I'm riding a horse, otherwise how could I catch up with those sheep?"

The man chuckled.

"Happy to oblige."

It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it. Mu Yan readily agreed.

Although he agreed, Mu Yan was still wary of such unprovoked chats.

The man didn't do anything special. He just led Mu Yan into the sheepfold, enthusiastically picked up the horses for him, and then called two other herdsmen to join him. The four of them rode the horses and drove more than a hundred sheep out of the sheepfold.

There are many sheep raised in the town, and the local government arranges for herdsmen to graze them in turns to ensure safety and order.

Among the four people, three were staff members of the sheepfold. They had long been in contact with the soldiers stationed at the city gate and were familiar with each other. After shouting from a distance, the soldiers let go of the fence and let them drive the sheep out.

"It seems I'm being paranoid."

After leaving the town smoothly, Mu Yan looked behind him suspiciously, thinking to himself.

After leaving the city, they saw a vast expanse of green grass. The sheep immediately started running wild and they couldn't stop them. Mu Yan had no choice but to stay outside the sheep, waiting for an opportunity to leave.

"Hey, friend, come over here."

At this time, the man who invited Mu Yan to come out to graze shouted to him.

Mu Yan immediately rode over and there was a herdsman on the other side with him.

The three of them met together, and the man immediately led the two of them towards a hilly area in the distance. Mu Yan didn't know why, so he had to follow him all the way.

When they arrived at the hilly area, the man called Mu Yan and the two of them to dismount and rest.

Mu Yan dismounted as instructed, and the two men immediately surrounded Mu Yan on the left and right. Suddenly, a person on the right swung a dagger and stabbed Mu Yan in the waist and abdomen.

Starting from the Bardia Royal Forest Park in Nepal, Mu Yan has been escaping for his life. On the way, he fights with ferocious beasts, cunning CIA agents, powerful army special forces, and the unpredictable nature.

The competition made him already unparalleled in his awareness of danger, not to mention that Mu Yan had been on guard since the moment he struck up a conversation with that person.

As soon as the herdsman's dagger was exposed, Mu Yan noticed it. He just took a step back, causing the dagger to miss.

The sneak attack failed, and the two men immediately tore off their disguises, shouted, and both swung their daggers towards Mu Yan.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

Mu Yan shouted softly, and the Gurkha scimitar flew out from his hand, instantly cutting off the two arms that were holding the knife at the wrist.

"ah……"

The two men's wrists were slashed, blood flowed, and they both howled in pain.

"Tell me, why are you plotting against me!"

Mu Yan ignored their cries and kicked them all to the ground, then stepped forward and shouted angrily.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. We didn't mean it..."

"We recognized the wrong person, I'm sorry..."

The two of them were lying on the ground, covering their bleeding wrists, and begging in horror.

"Wrong person? Just a misunderstanding?"

"It seems that you are not ordinary herdsmen. You have ulterior motives for appearing here. Hum, if you don't want to die, just tell me honestly. What are your intentions here?"

From their few words, Mu Yan smelled the smell of conspiracy. The Gurkha scimitar in his hand kept shaking in front of their eyes, and Yin asked with a stern face.

"No, we really have no purpose!"

"Really not!"

The two stared at the bright Gurkha scimitar and begged in unison.

"Only one of you two can leave here alive. My patience is limited. Whoever says it first will be able to leave alive. It's up to you."

The two of them would not shed tears until they saw the coffin. Mu Yan was not interested in playing hide-and-seek with them here, so he immediately issued an ultimatum.

"I said! I said! The Americans asked us to wait here for you to show up. We still have the photos sent by the Americans in our hands, which are in his arms. You will understand after you see them."

One person was timid and was the first to waver and confess everything.

When Mu Yan heard this, he immediately tore open the robe of the man who invited him to come and graze. As expected, there was a piece of paper hidden inside. The photo on the paper was a screenshot of the surveillance video he left at the Himalaya Hotel in Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal.

"Although the faces captured in the video are very different from mine now, they are both very young and I can still vaguely distinguish some outlines. No wonder they approached me proactively. It turns out they recognized my identity."

"These are not the photos used on the domestic arrest warrant. It seems that the Americans did not truthfully report my situation to the Chinese authorities. They have hidden motives and seem to want to arrest me secretly."

Thinking of this, Mu Yan frowned slightly, pondered for a long time, then put away the piece of paper, looked at the two people and said with a smile: "A reward of 100 million US dollars is offered to hunt down the demonic terrorist Mu Yan. It seems that this American government is more powerful than the Chinese authorities.

If you want to look up to me, Mu Yan, CIA is really pervasive and everywhere, even you two little people are their spies. You have betrayed a lot of state secrets over the years."

"You...you promised to let me go..."

The person who was the first to confess couldn't help but trembled when he saw Mu Yan's murderous intent.

The other person couldn't help laughing when he heard what his companion said: "You are really naive. If you didn't confess, we would still have a chance to survive, but now, we will definitely be killed and silenced by him."

"You are very smart, but it's a pity that you were so smart that you were confused for a while. You should not have betrayed your country, let alone help the Americans to deal with me."

Mu Yan shouted sharply, and the Gurkha scimitar in his hand fell rapidly, and two blood arrows splashed on the ground.

After executing the two CIA spies, Mu Yan immediately left the scene on horseback and galloped towards the city of Rikha, more than 400 kilometers away.

The CIA may have laid a dragnet on the plateau. Mu Yan does not want to continue to tangle with them here and must leave as soon as possible.

At the moment, the airport and train station in Rikar City are the fastest way for him to leave the plateau. Although his whereabouts may be exposed, Mu Yan still decides to give it a try.

After riding the horse on the grassland for more than an hour, Mu Yan suddenly noticed a piece of fire in the bushes in the distance. Curious, Mu Yan rode over and smelt the pungent smell of gasoline before he reached the place.

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Not long after, several horse teams appeared in his field of vision. The herdsmen on the horses were holding torches to light fires everywhere. Not far from them, several military trucks filled with gasoline barrels were parked.

Farther away, a dozen soldiers guarded a group of experts watching the fire from the other side.

These shrubs have great vitality. Since they can grow several meters high overnight, they can still grow back overnight after being burned. Don't these so-called experts know that "wildfires can't be burned until the wind blows and they will grow again"

Does it make sense?

Looking at the ridiculous scene in front of him, Mu Yan couldn't help but sigh.

There are too many unlearned and unskilled people in the academic world nowadays. They pretend to be experts and professors and go around trying to gain fame and reputation. Mu Yan has always looked down upon these people and treated them with disdain.

Mu Yan didn't want to look at this situation any longer, so he immediately rode away.

In the evening, Mu Yan arrived at Lazi City, about 150 kilometers away from Rikha City, and saw the endless field of rapeseed flowers.

Lazi City is also considered a medium-sized city on the plateau, and is much larger than the small town Mu Yan passed through before. The troops stationed here are heavily guarded, and anyone entering or leaving must verify their identity.

Mu Yan didn't have any identification, so sneaking into the city was a no-brainer.

Unable to enter the city, Mu Yan had to stay outside the city for the night.