Reborn American Giants

A Virginia buck with shiny fur appeared in front of him. It had a huge horn like an open branch on its head. It took an elegant step and leisurely lowered its head to eat the dewy shrubs.

blade.

There is an oval-shaped scar on the left side of its abdomen that has not yet healed. It should have been an injury sustained in a fight with a certain buck. It seems that it has failed, but it is still young and there should be a chance to start over.

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Victor hid behind a bush not far away, using the low and dense bushes to block his whereabouts. Then he carefully took out the Winchester shotgun in his hand. This rotating shotgun was born in 1936.

The pull-action rifle earned the nickname "The Rifleman's Rifle" upon its introduction. "American Rifleman" magazine once evaluated the world's famous hunting rifles and listed the top 10 rankings, among which the Winchester M70 rifle ranked

Top the list.

The rifle in Victor's hand is simply a work of art. The stock is made of walnut wood and has been polished very smooth by hand. It is then carefully painted with a layer of varnish. The owner's caressing and wiping for a long time has made the surface

It has long been polished, and the brown wooden stock is filled with a layer of bright reflection and exudes a unique fragrance of wood. The gun body is made of special alloy material, which greatly increases the life of the barrel and can withstand more

number of shots.

The Virginia buck took a few steps closer. Its beautiful fur looked even brighter under the sunlight. From time to time, it raised its front hooves to dig at the ground full of rotten branches, and its short tail swept behind its butt.

Sweep away.

Victor slowly brought this graceful little beast into his sights, silently calculating the distance in his mind. Just when he was about to pull the trigger and harvest the first prey of today's trip to the Fekarin Forest,

"Creak", a sound of broken branches came from behind. In this quiet environment, it was so loud.

Victor saw the buck's ears flap, and then it stopped nibbling on the branches and leaves of the bushes vigilantly. It raised its head and looked in the direction of the sound, but was suddenly stunned. It and Victor looked at each other.

In contrast, the beautiful black pupils looked at Victor without blinking.

There was a human holding a gun. Both sides were stunned for a moment. Victor quickly came to his senses. His finger was already on the trigger and he was about to pull it hard. However, the buck kicked the ground hard with all four limbs, causing a few splashes.

The dark brown rot then jumped and disappeared into the thin morning mist.

Victor straightened up and put the rifle on his shoulder. He turned around and looked at Amfilo, who was panting not far behind him. The sound just now was that he accidentally stepped on a piece of a tree lying on the ground.

Only the dead branches allowed the male deer to escape with his life.

"It seems that this old guy like me has become a laggard, and the sport of hunting is no longer suitable for me," Asdias Amfilo said to Victor with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"It's just an accident. Maybe it's God's will. Today is destined to be a lucky day for this deer when I meet you." The escape of the prey did not make Victor feel any depression. He shrugged his shoulders and said to

Amfellow said.

"Cough, cough" Amfilo leaned against an oval boulder, ignoring the slippery dark green moss on his body, covered his mouth with his hand, and coughed twice, Victor stepped forward and started from

He took off a kettle from his waist and handed it to him.

Amfilo took the kettle, unscrewed the cap, and then raised his head and drank a few large gulps of warm water to relieve his dry throat. He wiped away a trace of water that leaked from the corner of his mouth after drinking too hastily.

Then he handed the kettle to Victor and said with a smile: "I really can't accept old age. I can't compare with you young and strong people." The tone was full of sighs about the passage of time and the strong body of young people.

, the envy of having abundant physical strength.

"Chairman, you are joking. I am also envious of all your rich experience."

"Haha, what is rich experience? It's just an old immortal who has lived long enough and has experienced a little more than you. One day, you will reach my age, and then you will understand,

Time is so precious that I wasted so much time in my youth.

"I have spent so much time regretting it," said Amfilo. At this moment, he did not have the seriousness and indifference of the chairman of the Christian Democratic National Committee. In front of Victor, he rarely took off the "mask" he kept in front of outsiders, like an ordinary old man.

Then, complain to him about your troubles.

Amfilo has every reason to sigh. He is 61 years old this year. As a politician, this age is about to reach retirement age. El Salvador’s law stipulates that the official retirement age is 65 years old. He still has

4 years, these four years are not enough for Jose Napoleon Duarte to end his term as president, and he will have to leave.

Open a place where you have struggled for decades, and then just like an ordinary old man, spend time at home every day, raising flowers and plants, reading newspapers, doing nothing all day long, or maybe raising a lot of cats and dogs and other small animals.

Animals, let yourself not fall under the opponent's "open and covert arrows" after retirement, but die of "boredom".

This is not an exaggeration. Politicians like them live in intrigues and battles with others all their lives. In order to achieve their own political goals, they will do whatever they can to attack their competitors or make peace with the enemy without dignity. If suddenly somewhere,

Retiring one day, such a leisurely life is enough to make him feel horrible just thinking about it.

Now, he can finally understand why Embrioni, as the party chairman, can't wait to seize any opportunity to charge for the position of the party's "supreme leader". Compared to him, Embrioni is more

Urgently, he is 63 years old this year, and he will completely disappear from El Salvador's political scene in a year at most.

For people of their status, money and power are no longer the goals they pursue. Amfilo understands that Embrioni just wants to seize the time, hoping to have the opportunity to realize his own political ambitions in El Salvador.

On this scroll, he left his own traces, leaving enough "praise" for his achievements to future generations, and bringing his political career to a perfect end.

"Chairman..." Victor stopped after saying a word. He couldn't understand this emotion. In all his previous lives, Victor was no older than Amfilo. He spread his hands and was speechless.

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"Ah, I'm really sorry that you have to listen to the complaints of an old man like me." Amfilo quickly came back to his senses. He smiled heartily and his whole body was refreshed. "By the way, how is your bill going?

How are you doing?"

"Fortunately, everything is in progress. I am working with Congressman Orville. I believe this bill can be passed by the city council, but as I said, Speaker Lellanos is very good.

There may be a sudden intervention. We all belong to the same party. As long as it is for the benefit of the party, I am willing to do anything, but..." Victor looked directly into Amfilo's gray eyes without any emotion and said affectionately.

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"It's just that this bill is my hard work after all. Just like parents treat their children, they are always a little bit reluctant to let go. It seems that I am still a little selfish and my consciousness is not high enough."

Amfilo watched quietly as the "little bastard" in front of him looked at him calmly and said these slightly shameless words without changing his expression. He couldn't help but admire Victor's shamelessness, like

For a person of Victor's age who is not even married yet, being able to tell lies with his eyes open in front of him is a great skill.

This may be a "shortcoming" for ordinary people, but it is an excellent quality for politicians.

Amfilo was not prepared to dwell on this point. Since he had made up his mind to prevent Embrioni from intervening, he did not mind giving his "followers" a reassurance. Under all circumstances, he had already regarded Victor as

It's someone who belongs to his side.

"Don't worry. Since Lelianos didn't clarify his relationship with you this time, I believe that he will not make such a request to you again in the future. However, you can also let more people in the party

Participate in the formulation and advancement of bills, parliamentary struggles, and struggles

What you want is to make your friends more and more, and make your enemies fewer and fewer," Amfilo said earnestly: "The best situation is that you can make your enemies too.

Your own friends, then you will have nothing to fear."

Victor nodded, this is indeed a "good advice". As long as the initiative of the bill is in his own hands, it is not a big deal to let others get a share of the pie. Now Amfilo has resisted the pressure from the party for him.

If there is pressure from the top, then he can continue to advance his plan.

"Come on, let's go back. It looks like we are going back empty-handed today. Luisa and the others must be anxious," Amfilo said with a hearty smile. Victor came to visit Amfilo and used Luisa as his introducer.

Only then could we successfully meet with Chairman Amfilo at his private villa outside the Fekarin Forest during his vacation.

"However, Victor, I am here to warn you, if you want to step into a higher political level, then you must start thinking about your marriage now. This is not that I am interfering in your private life. A qualified person

A politician must show the public that he is a responsible man, and the concrete embodiment of a man's responsibility is his family. You can think carefully about what I said..." Amfilo finally turned his head,

With an inexplicable profound meaning on his face, he said to Victor.